Shape of the Wind – Volume Meteorite Chapter 8: Back to the future
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"Maba Laozi's little beast, have you bitten your **** by a snake? A ghost called a ghost, get up!"
A heavy slap on the face of Lancelow made him awake from a nightmare, opened his eyes, and found himself lying on the bed, seeming to have returned to the house provided by Bai Dezhao. In the first place, he is neatly dressed, and any battle injury is just a dream, and the person sitting on the chair in front of him with his legs folded rudely is...
"You old pervert, why slap me in the face? Is it great to be a righteous brother? Huh? Where is Ai Ling girl?
She should have been with me. Hey, don’t take the opportunity to do strange things to her... "As soon as I opened my mouth, I asked these many questions continuously, and the other party obviously had no patience. With a wave, Lancelow tilted his head to hide, but somehow he couldn't do it. There was a hot pain on his left cheek, and he slapped him again.
"Asshole little beast, I just went outside for a while, just like that, no big or small, who is the old pervert? Which eye do you see me lustful?"
The words are not right, the rude actions are not right, the righteous brother Dongfang Xuanlong will not behave so arrogantly, nor will it be such an honest and unceremonious fight when they meet, then... in this world, he still has the righteous brother. The person with the same face is... is...
Unbelievable, Lancelow opened his eyes wide and looked at everything around him. Moonlight came in from the window. All the scenery in the house, one table and one stool, seemed so familiar. The broken teapot without the lid was still placed on the stool next to the door as it was when I left. There are also tiger tooth necklaces that I made to play, and honeycombs I picked up to make wine. They are all placed in memory... This is the hut on the Hangzhou mountain, where I spent the first nineteen years of my life.
"Old...old man, really...really you?"
The answer to this question was not words. The other party's bad temper was just like in the memory. The stinky big feet kicked directly, hit the forehead, and lay back on the bed again.
"A dead little beast, I have told you so many times since I was young, it's a master, what a dead old man, no big or small...Fuck you, raising a dog is smarter than you!"
It is still such an unceremonious verbal abuse, but in my ears, there is a kind of warmth that people can miss. God is really good to himself. After everything has been irretrievable, he is still willing to give himself such a small opportunity to make up for the regret of not being able to complete it at the beginning.
"Old man, you are not...I heard from Ai Ling girl, you are already..."
"Well, the girl didn't lie."
Under the moonlight, Huang Taiji's expression became calm. He tried to be relaxed, but he couldn't hide his regret.
"Actually, when you see me talking to you here, I should be dead."
"Old man, don't you think it's weird to say that? You are clearly standing in front of me! And, even if you become a ghost, your voice is still terrifying."
"Shut up! Adults speak, children don't interrupt."
Roaring back to Lancelow’s question, Huang Taiji said: "The me you see now is not the real me. It is me who used the last bit of strength to copy my spiritual imprint in the iron plate. With the technique of the Taikoo Magic Way, it will be used to give you this idiot one last chance for guidance."
Even if he did not say that, Lancelot himself knew that after this meeting, he would be with the old man in front of him forever. However, listening to him utter the last two words, he still couldn't help feeling an unspeakable sadness. On the heart.
"Don't show such a bad face, go to your mother, are you going to cry in the grave now?"
"Uh...old man, I heard from Ai Ling girl, when you are with her, your mouth doesn't seem to be that bad..."
"Ailing girl is a cute little lady, how is she the same as your little beast? You are raised so that when you are upset, you can have something to call over and kick it. Is it necessary to be polite?"
Of course this is not true, but for Lancelow, this kind of conversation is a peace of mind that Lancelow hasn't enjoyed for a long time, and it gradually dilutes the sadness.
"Looking at you, you seem to have some famous people out there, let me hear it! Good or bad, it doesn't matter, let me hear what you did outside. "
To the old man sitting in front, shaking his legs and shaking his feet, Lancelow slowly talked about everything since he came down the mountain.
"...When I met my righteous brother in Siam City, he was really taken aback. I didn't expect that there are still people in the world that look exactly like your ugly face..."
"...The battle on Ku'er Mountain was really dangerous. Suddenly so many lizard monsters swarmed up and killed us, and the stinky woman, who had such a beautiful face in vain, was so venomous! Hey, old man, Your brother-in-law is too uninteresting, but I did a few ticket sales in El Tienno, and he actually sent his apprentice to hit my field!"
"...Senior Brother Wang Wu is such a good person! He also came here to congratulate me personally at my wife's farewell ceremony. Old man, what does he have to do with you?"
"...Xiao Ailing is a great girl, how did you meet her, old man? Also, you are too interesting. Everyone says you are the great master of Taigu Modao, but I followed you like this For a long time, I haven't learned the least bit of fart. How long has the girl been with you?
You just pass everything to her, you nasty old man must be sensual, with the opposite **** and no apprentice..."
Lancelow kept talking, sometimes gesticulating with excitement, sometimes bowing his head in sigh, but the old man in front of him always maintained such a smiling face and listened quietly to his own words.
It feels like time has flown back a long time ago. In my childhood, when I was a little kid, whenever I treated anything, I would immediately rush to this only relative and happily report my achievements. , Caught a big fish, found a four-leaf clover, found a clear pool of tadpoles, got delicious honey...
These are trivial things, but when I happily told my adoptive father that he was already in poor health at the time, he always coughed and touched his head as a reward, and his face showed a gentleness. The smile is no different from now.
I have never had a father, and have lost the opportunity to be a father, so I can’t understand what kind of existence is the so-called father?
The relationship with this old man sometimes confuses myself. Is it a master and apprentice? Is it father and son? Or a friend? All three are alike, but not just that. Since knowing that he possesses powerful internal power, it is most likely from his transmission of gong, he is definitely not just an ordinary old man, whenever the night is quiet, there will be an inexplicable question in my heart: if the old man is so powerful, why should he be alone? Lingdi lives in a barren mountain? Why do you want to pass on so much internal strength to yourself without mentioning a word?
Especially when I heard the story of Bai Qi's life, a terrifying thought struck my heart. Could it be... the old man just wants to use himself to do certain things?
This thought once made me very upset and uncomfortable. However, until now, when I faced my adoptive father again, I didn't understand one thing.
What should the so-called father do? If you think about it carefully, it's probably these things the old man once did for himself! If it is said that expecting, caring, educating, and tempering children are the responsibilities of the father, then he has done nothing less! This kind of him should be treated as his father, and even if he wants to use him, for the warm memories he has enjoyed in the past, he does not need to pursue it...
Speaking of which, is this also a vain idea? I don’t think he would be so stupid that he didn’t find his mother’s plan at all, but he obviously never had any resentment towards his mother...
"What are you thinking about? With an expression about to shed tears, your father is dead?"
The old man said with a mocking expression, but Lancelow knew that the adoptive father was not someone who saw a man’s tears as a shame. In his own education, he has repeatedly emphasized the need to be an upright man. However, although his conception of a man is very large, he has a high degree of flexibility.
He always said: "Why do you want to suppress? Laugh when you want to laugh, cry when you want to cry, this is normal! When you want to cry, try to hold back and pretend It’s so cool, it’s not a man, it’s a boo.
Everyone has a fragile side. Only when you face your weakness bravely, then you are a man. "
Unconsciously lowering his head, Lancelow whispered: "I'm sorry..."
"Excuse me? A man doesn't want mother-in-law..."
"That day...I shouldn't attack you with a stone, so that you...I'm so sorry for you."
The reason why I was able to sneak down the mountain that day was mainly because while the old man seemed to be ill, and when he was adjusting his breath, he took a rock and smashed it from behind, knocked him down, and ran out in a hurry. Slipped successfully.
The idea at the time was very simple. Over the past nineteen years, in order to leave this ghost place, I don’t know how many times I have sneaked on him. I don’t know how many times I have smashed a stone larger than this, and this old ghost has no scars. , This time he took advantage of his illness and gave him a cruel hit. The stone was specially selected without sharp or horns. At most, it would be faint.
However, when I formally practiced martial arts and learned about it, I realized that the adoptive father's face was blue and red, and smoke was all over his body. This was the most dangerous way for martial arts practitioners. He was old. Gao, at this critical juncture, he actually attacked from behind, and there was no resistance at all. Later, he passed away on the Arambatt Mountain, maybe because of his impact. Thinking of this, my guilt was overwhelming.
"What nonsense? Xiao Wang Ba Laozi, what are you? I am a dignified Japanese sage. Your strength can only be used to fight ants, and can hurt me, an unparalleled master? You? Dream and wait for the next life!"
"But..."
"No but! No but no!" Unresistible courage, the old man patted Lancelow's shoulder with his palm, his stern expression slowly eased, and he said solemnly, "You are a young man? Since you are a young man, You must have the youthful vigor, and don’t think about boring things to delay your life."
"But..."
"No but! No but!" Like an unreasonable tyrant, the old man dismissed Lancelow's words again, and the hand on his shoulder became stronger, "Don’t always think about the past. Now, you insist on carrying the baggage of the past so that you will not have a future. You still have many friends who can share the future with you. Don’t take those boring things to heart..."
Lancelow wanted to say something, but was stopped by the strength of the old man. He took a serious expression and said slowly: "Actually, I am very dissatisfied. You have been out here for so long. Why are you doing it like this? Worse? What I wanted to teach you back then was not like this..."
Even if the adoptive father doesn’t say anything, Lancelot himself knows that although he has done a lot of things since he came down the mountain, he has practiced martial arts, possessed celestial powers that ordinary people can’t dream of, and became a man in the mainland. In my heart, I also feel that this is not enough.
The distance between myself and brother Wang Wu has not been shortened, and compared with my brother-in-law Bai Qi, the outstanding achievements I have made are as ridiculous as urchins. Such a self is indeed very useless...
"What are you scrupulous about? Fearful and unpretentious. When you were on the mountain, didn’t you be very unscrupulous? You who never put my rules in your eyes and only do everything according to your own will. , Where did you go? How can my disciple of Huang Taiji be bullied like this?"
The old man said and shook his head, his face was not only disappointed, but also angry. If he didn't give the kid a bit of face, he would immediately slap in the face.
"Although you say this...but you can't care about anything. If you do things like this, it will hurt a lot of people, and... if I really run wild like this, it will be difficult to be with brother. Confessed."
"Fuck your mother's shit. Is it your brother or me? Is it more important to explain to him than to me? You only think of explaining to others all day long. Have you ever thought about how to explain to yourself? Look at your tortoise look, I... but I never thought that the apprentice who worked so hard to teach would become this kind of virtue."
"Ah, fart! Did you have a hard time raising me? Didn't you drive me out every time, find the food by yourself, and even find your share, which is hard work?"
"This...I hate that iron can't make steel! Besides, every time you go out, I am anxiously waiting for you in the house!"
"It doesn't seem to be the case! What if I am eaten by a tiger and lion? If I die outside and can't come back, what should I do?"
"Nothing. In that case, I will cook the dinner myself..."
"Asshole! That's not the point, you dead old man who cares about life!"
"You are a bastard. You will die outside because of such a small matter. You are not qualified to be my Huang Taiji apprentice!"
The young and old yelled at each other, but the atmosphere eased a lot. When unavoidably still facing the original topic, Lanceola pulled her hair and sighed, "Why do you talk so easily? ? I can understand your expectations of me, but it’s not so easy to care about nothing and do things by your own will..."
"..."
"People should know how to control and discipline themselves, so that is the path to growth. Blindly rushing, not only hurts myself, but also hurts the people around me, I...do not want to hurt the people around me because of myself, old man , Why do you want to enter the position of heaven? Do you have no problems with this aspect at all?"
"I’m not as troublesome as your kid. Life is a simple matter for me. I need strength, because only by having the power to break all bonds can I not behave like others. Play according to the rules, you can kill everyone who is pleasing to the eye and those who are not pleasing to the eye, and you can do all the women who want to do it."
"You are too direct..."
Although he is very old, but when the old man said that, Lancelow did feel the overwhelming domineering power of this Japanese sage back then. Although it is incredible that humans would worship such people as sages, it is indeed very handsome to be able to live like him without anyone else!
"Boy, you... have indeed grown up. The virtue you just talked about is just the same as my indecisive third brother."
The third younger brother in the old population refers to the star sage Kadar, which made Lancelot feel relieved. It seems that among the three sages, there are still some who look like sages after all!
"But...just kindness is of no use. The third brother was the same as you at the beginning. He didn't want to hurt anyone. He worried a lot, but in the end, it was because of his indecision that he hurt everything. People. This is how things in the world are. When you want to do something, you will always destroy something. Although we try our best to not lose it on both sides, in fact, we can only be between the two. Choose one."
The old man shook his head and said: "Whether you like it or not, you are now in the position of a leader. A leader does not have to have the same moral standards and values as ordinary people. It pays attention to morality, benevolence and love. It’s a good thing, but it’s not a good trait for a leader. If it weren’t for this, Temujin wouldn’t hate Lonely Peak... Don’t think about it, don’t you remember that when your brother broke up with you, Four words for you?"
Lancelow was in a daze, of course he remembered those four words, but this parting message was too inconsistent with the brother's behavior, he always thought it was a joke, is it... brother Wang Wu is serious? If so...
Vaguely, if Lancelot has an understanding, although it is not very clear, he knows what he should do now.
The old man seemed impatient and waved it again, but this time, Lancelow raised his arm to support it.
"Enough! Old man, if you really want me to let everything go, then, why should I listen to your **** here? I don't have to play according to your rules..."
Obviously, he didn't expect to be refuted in this way. The old man stayed for a while, and then he couldn't help laughing loudly when he saw the confidence and glamour in his disciple's eyes rekindled.
"Really, you guys, one by one, fear that the world will not be chaotic." Holding his hair, Lancelot said, "Is it not good to let the world stay the way it is now? I don't have *** in my heart. Once I let go Let’s start and do it, I don’t even know how far these *** will get out of control..."
That said, Lancelow didn't mean to flinch. For emotions, reasoning, and at this moment, I can't find a reason to retreat. If a beast is destined to be unable to be imprisoned in a cage, then no matter what the consequences are, now is the time to liberate this beast.
"Let’s have a good time! If one day is tired of playing and you are too tired to die, then just come back to me as before, but before that day, you Don’t worry about anything, treat this continent as your playground. If you don’t like a person, kill him immediately; if you see a woman pleasing to the eye, kill her right away. The so-called heroic **** since ancient times, you... …"
"Sure! Go back to the grave! If I ask you, you are a sage old man anyway. Don't talk like a pimp. Are you teaching apprentices or soliciting customers?"
It feels really good to be able to talk to adoptive father like this. Why didn't I cherish it before?
The sky is getting brighter, although this is not true, but... it also means it's time to break up!
The old man stood up, and the shabby red robe fluttered gently in the morning light that gradually penetrated into the window. It seemed so chic, but so desolate.
"Wait a minute!"
Staring at the back of his adoptive father, Lancelow cried out. He still has one last question. It is not confusion, but wants to confirm it again to confirm something.
"If you say... if you say that the people and things that I value, conflict with the existing rules, and may even endanger tens of thousands of people, what should I do then? How should I choose talents? Worry about you?"
This is really not a simple question. At least in the hands of the heavenly master, Gengoro has been troubled by it so far, and the old man's face is also solemn. After a while, he beckoned and asked Lancelow to come over. , Secret authorization mechanism is appropriate.
"What I want to say now, please listen carefully. This is what I have worked **** for two thousand years. Maybe I can help you..."
Lancelow listened attentively and did not dare to miss a word. However, that day, the sage roared with ten successful lion roars and roared out the extremely thick words "Fuck your mother", and was suddenly caught Assaulted him, he fell back on the bed almost bleeding.
The red robe floated up slowly, when the emperor Taizhi raised his right arm, there was a powerful and domineering aura of destruction in it. The fierce wind rushed around, and the wooden house burst into ashes in an instant. .
"Don't be coquettish, your life is your own business, how can I help you make choices!"
"Wait a minute, old man, I...I don't want to be separated from you like this, I still have a lot to say to you!"
The strong power is not stopped, with the condensed movement of the moves, the entire space is rushed, causing the outside scenery to gradually peel off and turn into pieces of nothingness.
Lancelow could only shout blindly because of the strong wind. However, in response to this request, the old man showed a wry smile, and with a bit of loneliness and regret, he slowly waved his arm down.
"... God did not do anything good to me, but if I have ever thanked the gods in my life, it is to thank them. In the second half of my life, I can have you like this. An heir..."
The fierce and unrelenting blow hit the top of the forehead. Although it was not lethal, the energy flow that hurried away caused Lancelow to lose consciousness almost instantaneously.
"...Go ahead and do your big business! Son."
Still lying in bed, Lancelow woke up with his eyes open. Outside the window, the moon was in the sky, and although the surrounding environment was gray and gloomy, you could still know that you were in the Prince's Mansion provided by Bai Dezhao.
Undoubtedly, the dream is over...
I touched my cheek with my hand, and suddenly discovered that the eye that had been in vain and could not be healed with the ethereal body, I don't know when it turned out to be as good as before, without any pain or discomfort.
Sitting on the bed blankly, there was a long silence, when the daylight dawned, Lancelow finally moved.
Two fingers together, blood splattered, and for a reason no one could understand, Lancelow blinded his left eye again. In spite of the pain, there was no hint of frenzy or fear on the face, and he did not do it on impulse.
Quietly shaking his shoulders, bright red blood, accompanied by drops of tears, fell on the snow-white sheets, printing one red circle after another.
Although I don't mind crying now, but...this should be enough.
"Take care, goodbye, father..."
Please continue watching the eighteenth episode of "The Legend of Grace"
Feng Zi Zheng Chuan Forum Nier: Alas~~
Gengoro: Dear Miss Nier, why did you sigh? Having a bad mood?
Nier: Don't get close to the stinky ladyboy (the iron fist is thrown out). The eldest brother fought the enemy so fiercely in Jixia, but we haven't played since the beginning of the 16th episode. We just dried the air at Beimen Tianguan, etc., and we almost became human beings. How can I be happy?
Gengoro: Ms. Nier, don't be angry about this little thing (showing affectionate eyes), isn't this actually good? No one will bother us, we can enjoy the two-person world quietly...Oh! Miss Nier, you plug my eyes again! ...
Nier: This is all to blame for the dead short man named Bai Qi. It is simply a super big light bulb, brightened into this kind of virtue, it has robbed us of all the scenes. The author is also true. For the dead short man, the civil war that was originally scheduled to end in 15 episodes was extended to the 18th episode in one breath. Are you afraid of being criticized by readers for dragging the show?
Gengoro: The author is also very helpless! Although one paragraph in the five episodes was the author's original plan, it was just a basic plan made without accident. However, the Bai family was so powerful that he caused a lot of accidents, and the plot had to be extended.
Ni er: It's really shameful to let my work so out of control, it hurts the face of being a professional writer!
Gengoro: According to the author, every character's luminescence needs time to prepare, and when a character starts to shine, if you don't maximize his brilliance, you will always feel unwilling. As a result, it was written like this.
On this point, readers, please bear with me.
Nier:...Dead ladyboy, how much benefit did you take from the author? Always speak for him.
Gengoro: This... (pure and innocent smile)
Nier: Back to the topic, when will the civil war end?
Gengoro: It must be over within nineteen episodes. This is due to the sequelae caused by the fire in the science fiction scene.
Nier: This is all the fault of the Raiders of the Ghosts series, forget it, let’s disclose some key information as usual!
Gengoro: In the next episode, the boss will be reborn, truly embarking on the road of the king, and will have a brilliant decisive battle with the Bai family.
For those readers who are looking forward to the protagonist’s prowess, you can fulfill your wish.
Ni er: It’s a long way. I count, one, two, three... It’s all because of you big light bulbs that made my brother boring for more than a dozen episodes. No wonder my brother complained about him all day long. I don't want to do it anymore.
Gengoro: But...Miss Nier herself is also one of the big light bulbs...Oh!
Nirner: Come again?
Gengoro: ...because some readers complained that it was just a few men playing boring, so at the request of the readers, the beautiful girls will have a lot of scenes in the next episode. ...
Nier: Well, as long as it's not an emotional drama with my brother, I don't object.
Gengoro: (face goes dark) Uh... Finally, there will be a character who hasn't seen for a long time reappearing.
Nirner: Is it your brother's old lover again?
Gengoro: This...I'll know then...