Chapter 25 Years

"Let's get a question!"

"Okay, I won't talk nonsense!" The blacksmith pinched the thin paper with his rough hand, looked at it carefully, and said, "If I give you a horse, a cow, a sheep, and a tiger, you are very hungry now and need to kill one to satisfy your hunger, which one will you sacrifice!"

Horse, cow, sheep and tiger?

Yi Han frowned. Which one would he kill?

What is this topic?

Looking at the careless appearance of the blacksmith, there seems to be some way.

Through the dim light in the inner room, Yi Han could see that the letter paper in the blacksmith's hand was dense and full of words. The blacksmith's cultural level did not seem to be high. From time to time, he had to look at the letter, and then squinted and said a word or two.

"Which one are you going to kill? Can you tell me quickly, young man?" The blacksmith put down the letter paper and looked at Yi Han.

"Kill the tiger first!" Yi Han thought for a while.

"Tiger?" The blacksmith was stunned, then smiled and said, "Yi boy, it's not easy to kill the tiger. If you want to eat it, don't be bitten by it!"

"It's not easy to kill... I want to kill it too!" Yi Han said lightly.

"Can you tell me why?" The blacksmith is strange.

Yi Han shook his head and said, "Because the tiger represents dignity!"

"Dignity?"

"Yes!" Yi Han smiled slightly. He took a few steps slowly and said, "Senior, I understand it as: Ma means family, and the cow represents its own cultivation and strength. The sheep represents the emotional aspect, and the tiger is dignity! In detail, the meaning of this problem of the predecessors is actually very simple: if you encounter insoluble difficulties, will you let go of your family? Love? Cultivation? Or dignity? To solve this problem! To be honest, the least valuable thing for me is dignity!"

When the blacksmith heard this, he was stunned for a while. After tasting it carefully, he clapped his hands repeatedly and said with a smile in his eyes, "Not bad! Not bad! Boy, you have the same answer as my eldest brother. In this case, dignity is really not important! He also chose to kill the tiger!! If dignity is lost, it can be found through cultivation, but if family and love are gone, it will be extremely difficult to find it!"

The blacksmith's appreciation made Yi Han couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and said, "The younger generation is lucky! I don't know if there is any problem with the senior?"

I'm afraid this is a hidden task. Be patient and have a look. Yi Han thought in his heart.

"The next question is about my eldest brother's job. I'll test you again. Don't let me down! If you fail, as a punishment, you must drink the bowl of wine on the table at the door!" The blacksmith pointed to a rotten square table at the door.

Wine? Yi Han turned his head and saw that there was indeed a wine jar on the table at the door of the inner room leading to the outer room.

"Why?" Yi Han asked strangely.

"There is no reason. Let's wait until you fail. Come on, listen to my next question!" The blacksmith pinched up the letter paper in his hand again, looked at it seriously, and said, "If you have three people in front of you, a woman, an old man and a child, all three people will kill you, and you have a bottle of poison in your hand, who are you going to kill?"

"Hmm?" This problem is difficult for Yi Han.. A woman? The old man? A child? In the world of assassins, they are all innocent people who can't kill indiscriminately. Of course, the premise is that this kind of people do not violate the interests of the assassins. Otherwise, they can let them go. Don't think that assassins are cold machines. In the end, they... It's also human.

However, what kind of problem is this? It's a horse, a cow, an old man and a child..

"Do you have an answer?" The blacksmith wrapped his hand holding the letter paper around his back, put his hands behind his back, and asked Yi Han.

"Is there no other solution?" Yi Han asked tentatively.

"No, you can only choose who to kill and commit suicide!"

Yi Han was silent for a moment and said, "Kill it all!"

"Hm?" The blacksmith was shocked and looked at Yi Han in disbelief. He probably never thought that the polite and friendly person in front of him would be so cruel, right?

After a while, he picked up the letter paper and looked at it. Then he looked at Yi Han faintly and said, "Yi boy, tell me your answer!"

"My answer is very simple, just two words: responsibility!"

"Kill women, children, old people, is this the responsibility of a man? Is this what you should do? What on earth do you think?" The old blacksmith frowned and said dissatisfiedly.

"Judging from the previous question, you should know that this is not my intention!" Yi Han shook his head and said, "I, Yi Han, am not a good person, but I will never kill the elderly, children and women casually. However, since they want to kill me, they pose a threat to me. In my eyes, their nature has changed. I killed them not for myself, but for my responsibility! Because I can't die!"

"What? Your life is life, and their life is not life?" The old man said angrily.

"People are in the world, and they can't help themselves. Indeed, everyone's lives are human lives, but human lives do not live by mercy. You should know that if I die, who will take care of my family and my lover? Who can they rely on when they are bullied? They have been persecuted. Who can protect them? I won't kill them today, so they will definitely kill me in the future, and my people will also be affected by me. At that time, I will kill them indirectly. Therefore, I would rather abandon my character and my dignity! Give up my conscience! Just to protect them!"

Yi Han exhaled and sighed in his heart. His body may be just a little assassin who has just started, but his heart is different. The assassin's helplessness. He knows too much, so in this life, he would rather be a free wild assassin than enter the shadow.

or... Also to find her...

The cold expression appeared in Yi Han's mind again, and the beautiful face under the veil. Silk like ink, Tong Wanqiu, every word, seems ruthless but affectionate.

A faint sound like a bell, as if singing in Yiren's ear.

It's as white as snow, the cold moon is falling, and the bright eyes shining on the inch of skin seem to be still circulating in front of you...

The bits and pieces of the previous life are vivid and unforgettable. Under the floating bloody night sky, she gently fell on a branch, faded the veil, and looked at him with a smile.

She gently raised her hand and left the bloody dagger that was killed by the assassin. Only at this time will she safely throw away the dagger that disgusts her.

"The predecessor of Shadow Slaughter once said that once the assassin has a love, then... It's not far from death..."

"Don't think that we are so-called players who are free. We only have one world left..."

"I... I've never heard of it. Give me an example! For example..."

"You? Yi Han?? Ha ha... That.. Tell me about it... Love... Who..."

Her eyes sparkled slightly. It seems that she thinks of the past. She is also alone. Who does she talk about the pain in her heart?

There are thousands of kinds of prosperity, and I hope you can't go through love. Thousands of threads, a hundred turns soft, the love is hard to leave, the heart is hard to stay, the flowers are facing the moon and night, and in a blink of an eye, they become sand between the fingers. It's better to live and forget each other, and go back. Look at the green mountains, the flowing water, and look at the end of the world.

The Iraqi people swayed in front of their eyes, and the green moon loomed.

Yi Han couldn't help holding his hand gently and squirming his lips, as if he wanted to say something... Yes..

"Easy boy!!" A roar suddenly sounded in Yi Han's ear.

Yi Han was shocked with excitement all over his body.

I felt something strange in my hands. Only then did I come to my senses, but I saw that my big hand was grasping the blacksmith's old hand full of cocoons, and kept touching it. The blacksmith's hair had been standing up all over his body for a long time, and his eyes were full of uncontrollable nausea.

Worse! Yi Han cried helplessly in his heart. Why did he put this oolong?

Although he was panicked, his expression was forced to calm down and looked carefully at the veteran blacksmith.

"The senior is really a master of iron. It is impossible to practice this callus after 30 years of hard work. The younger generation admires and admires... Don't get me wrong, senior. I really want to see the callus in your hand. Yi Han's face did not change. He let go of his hand and stepped back half a step and said with his fist.

Although he sweated coldly and quickly rounded the field, the blacksmith's eyes were getting more and more strange.

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