Chapter 340 The terrible little square
Originally, I was very sure that Murong Yan and Murong Yan were two personalities.
But when I met someone, I was a little unconfident, and then I found that there were indeed too many crazy people in the world.
The eagle is hovering, hovering under the bright blue sky, waiting for his corpse to eat.
He is not dead yet.
He also wants to eat this eagle.
They are all equally hungry and starving.
When survival has been threatened, and when this threat has reached a certain limit, there is no difference between a person and an eagle, and they will also hurt others in order to protect themselves.
He really wants to jump up to catch the eagle. He really wants to find a stone to shoot down the eagle. Usually, this is easy, but now he is exhausted and can't even lift his hand.
He is dying.
If friends in the world know that he is about to die, there must be many people who will feel very surprised, sad and regretful, and there must also be many people who will feel very happy.
His surname is Fang, and his name is Fang Wuying. Everyone usually calls him "Xiao Fang", a desperate Xiao Fang.
Sometimes even he feels that he is really a terrible person, so strange.
He has been struggling to walk on this dry land without water and life for more than ten days, and his food and water have been lost in that storm.
Now he only has a three-foot-seven-long sword and a three-inch-seven-long wound on his body. The only one accompanying him is the "red dog".
The "Red Dog" is a horse, which is given to him at night.
Ye Buchong is the owner of Wanmatang in Kanto. He has much more research on horses than the prodigal son on women. Even if it is the most stubborn wild horse, he will be trained to be a good foal in his hands.
He gave his friends all good horses, but now even this one of the best horses is about to fall down.
Xiao Fang patted it gently on the back, and the cracked corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling.
"You can't die, and I can't die. We haven't even married a wife yet. How can we die?"
The scorching sun is like a flame, the earth is like a furnace, and all life is scorched. Within a few hundred miles, no one could be seen.
But he suddenly found someone following him.
He didn't see this person or hear his footsteps, but he could feel a strange and sensitive feeling like a beast.
Sometimes he almost felt that this person was very close to him, so he stopped and waited.
He doesn't know how eager he is to see another person, but unfortunately he can't wait.
As soon as he stopped, the man stopped immediately.
He is a Jianghu man with friends and enemies. There must be a lot of people who hope to cut off his head.
Who is this person? Why are you following him? Do you want to cut his head when he is unable to resist? Why don't you do it now? Are you still on guard against the sword on his waist?
After struggling for a while, he finally found a sand dune that could block the sun.
He lay down in the shadow behind the dunes, and the eagle flew lower, as if it had treated him as a dead man.
He doesn't want to die. He still wants to fight with the eagle. Unfortunately, his eyes have gradually opened, and even the things in front of him have become hazy.
Just then, he saw a man.
It is said that there are often mirages in the desert, and when a person is about to die, he often has hallucinations.
This is not his illusion. He really saw a person.
A very thin man, wearing a very wide white robe, with a white cloth wrapped around his head, and a large hat. Under the shadow of the brim, a sharp face, a wide mouth, and a pair of eagle-like eyes were exposed.
It is really a joy and exciting thing to see a life of the same kind in this ruthless desert.
Xiao Fang immediately sat up, and the corners of his cracked mouth smiled again, but the man sighed and looked very disappointed.
Xiao Fang couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with you?"
"No."
"Why are you sighing?"
"Because I didn't expect you to laugh."
Few people will sigh for this reason, and Xiao Fang can't help asking, "What's wrong with laughing?"
"There is only one bad thing." He said, "Those who can still laugh will not die too fast."
Xiao Fang said, "Do you want me to die soon?"
This person said, "The sooner the better."
Xiao Fang said, "Now you should see that I don't even have any strength. Why don't you kill me!"
He said, "I have no grudge against you. Why did I kill you?"
Xiao Fang said, "You have no grudge against me. Why do you want me to die soon?"
He said, "Because you look like you're going to die sooner or later. Not only do you want you to die soon, but this eagle must also want you to die quickly."
The eagle is still hovering above their heads.
Xiao Fang said, "Are you waiting to eat my body like this eagle?"
The man said, "Since you are dead, your body will rot sooner or later. This eagle came to eat your body and didn't do you any harm.
Xiao Fang said, "What about you?"
The man said, "I don't want to eat you. I just want this sword on your body."
Xiao Fang said, "Anyway, there is no way to take this sword away after I die. If I take it away for you, it won't do me any harm."
The man sighed and said, "Few people have always figured it out. I didn't expect you to come true."
Xiao Fang smiled and said, "There are many truths that others can't figure out, and I can figure them out, so I always live happily."
He suddenly untied the sword on his waist and threw it to the man hard.
This man was surprised: "What are you doing?"
Xiao Fang said, "I'm going to give you this sword."
The man said, "You're not dead yet. Why did you give it to me first?"
Xiao Fang said, "Because I was very happy when I was alive, and I also want others to be happy."
He smiled as if he was really happy: "I'm going to die anyway. This sword will always be yours sooner or later. Why didn't I give it to you earlier to make you happy?"
The man stared at him with a pair of eagle-like eyes, sighed again, and said, "You are so strange. It's terrible."
Xiao Fang smiled and said, "You're right."
He said, "But if you want to use this method to impress me and let me save you, you are wrong. I have never been moved in my life."
Xiao Fang said, "I can see it."
The man stared at him for a long time and suddenly said, "Goodbye."
"Goodbye" usually means that you don't really want to see you again, but never see you again.
He doesn't walk fast, and he will never waste any physical strength when it is not necessary.
The sword is still on the ground.
Xiao Fang said, "Why didn't you take this sword away?"
The man said, "If you die, I will definitely take this sword away."
Xiao Fang said, "I'll give it to you, but you don't want it?"
This person said, "I have never wanted anything from a living person in my life!" Now you are still alive."
Xiao Fang said, "Don't you want anything from living people?"
This person said, "Never."
Xiao Fang said, "But there are some things that dead people will never have, such as friendship."
This man looked at him coldly, as if he had never heard of the word "friendship".
Xiao Fang said, "You have never had a friend?"
The man's answer was short and straightforward: "No."
He began to move forward again, only took a step forward, and then stopped.
Because he has heard the sound of footsteps, the sound of a person's footsteps. He looked at the man walking in the desert with an umbrella. Xiao Fang was also watching, but his face suddenly became more strange.
Xiao Fang suddenly said, "Can you save me?"
Of course, this person with an umbrella is me, because it is not far from my small house. But I have absolutely no intention of saving him.
So I didn't answer at all, but continued to walk as if I didn't see it. I'm going to do some business. I haven't opened it for a long time, which makes me feel like a businessman.
Xiao Fang didn't care at all. He continued to say, "Have you seen my sister?"
This is an inexplicable question, but as soon as I heard it, I had to stop. Because I still remember the last person who asked me this question.
So I looked carefully at this person who was about to starve to death, and then I had to admit that if I dressed up, it would look almost the same.
So I can only stand there and don't answer.
"One of my sisters is Murong Yan and the other is Murong Yan. Which one do you know? There is something strange in Xiaofang's eyes.
I know them all. So I can only sigh.
Then I picked up the dying man and dragged him back to my pub.
Give him water and meat.
"My surname is Fang, and my name is Fang Wuying." After he came back to life, he sighed comfortably and introduced himself to me: "My friends all call me a desperate little square. But there were two names in the past.
"One is Murong Chong and the other is Murong Fu."