Skyroad Chapter 1619: Ancient rumors

The next day, in the morning.

A hostel in a nearby county town.

At around eight o'clock in the morning, a group of people downstairs from the hotel were about to set off. When Su Xiran saw me, he said, "I haven't slept all night?"

"Can't sleep."

"Sigh..."

She sighed, without comfort, she knew that any comfort at this time looked extremely pale.

Before ten o'clock, our chartered car arrived at Fusu's home.

This time, the door was open. Many relatives and friends have already arrived. Moreover, beside the door, several familiar figures appeared, including Tang Yun, Tang Song, Wang Yu and others. They actually came too.

"Brother Xi, you are here." She stepped forward and said softly, looking at me, her eyes full of distress.

"Are you here too?"

"Hmm."

Tang Song nodded: "I came here early today, and people from Beichen Base also came, they are inside."

"Oh..."

Passing through the gate, in the courtyard, the **** of the north wind, Qingyan, Tianwugui, Wenxin, Rose Sinnet and others are all here, and they all walked forward: "Boss, you are here."

"Well, everyone has worked hard."

I nodded and said, "Let's go, let's go and see Fusu one last time."

"Um..."

……

The mourning hall was set in a shed to the side. Fusu's brother Lin Xiaojie knelt aside and kept burning paper, while Fusu's father was sitting not far away, staring at us with bloodshot eyes.

"You are here..." Lin Xiaojie glanced at us.

"Hmm."

I walked closer, and the next moment I saw Fusu lying in a glass coffin. His face was pale and thin, and he was much thinner than when we last met. Since the Battle of Bailu City, He must have been tortured, and the constant self-blame and unwillingness tortured him into this appearance.

Just a glance, I was already close to collapse, tears rolled down, but I couldn't say a word, so I held the edge of the coffin and put my forehead against it, tears gushing.

"Are you still crying pretendingly?"

Behind him, the voice of Fusu's father came. He suddenly broke the handle of the mop with one foot, and walked over with half of the handle, and shouted in a low voice: "Isn't he the one who killed you?"

"Peng!"

Suddenly a stick hit my back, and suddenly there was a burning pain in my back!

"What are you doing!?"

Tang Yun suddenly pushed him away: "What are you doing!?"

"Uncle, what are you doing?!"

Lin Che and the **** of the north wind also grabbed Fusu's father from left to right.

I gritted my teeth, tears kept falling, and said loudly: "Lin Che, Xiao Beifeng, let him go and let him fight! Hit it, the harder you hit me, the better I will feel, hit Come on!"

"You treat me as if I can't..."

Fu Su’s father broke free from the stunned Lin Che and the North Wind God, he stepped forward and picked up the nearly one-meter-long wooden handle and hit my back fiercely, while I fell. Standing motionless on the glass coffin, looking at Fusu's thin face, he smiled miserably: "Fusu, my brother, our father, it's really ruthless to start..."

Speaking, tears rolled down.

"Peng!"

Behind him, there was another fierce pain. Fusu's father came down several times, and finally, with a "pop", the handle was directly interrupted.

"Enough! Enough!"

Tang Yun was so distressed that she leaned directly on me and pointed at Fusu's father: "If you want to fight, you can hit me, don't torture him..."

My nose is sore, and tears burst even more.

……

Fusu's father gave me a stern look and didn't say a word. At this time, relatives and friends were also persuading him and dragged him away, while I was still kneeling beside Fusu's body.

"Bleeding, bleeding..."

Behind him, Su Xiran gritted her silver teeth: "Team D, you are seriously injured, let's go, go to the hospital and bandage it up. The clothes have been infiltrated with blood."

When I came out, I didn't wear any cotton clothes at all. I only wore a shirt and a white coat. At this time, the clothes should have been stained red with blood.

"I'm fine."

I shook my head slightly, stood up staggeringly, walked to the side of Lin Xiaojie, and knelt in front of the spirit with him.

"Brother Ding Muchen, I'm sorry..." His eyes were red.

"It's okay."

"My brother...he left some relics, would you like to see it?" he asked.

"Oh, good..."

He immediately got up and went back to the room. Soon after, he walked forward with a notebook in his hand and said, "This was found in the hotel room where he died. Perhaps, he planned to record something, but... You can see for yourself."

"Hmm."

I took the notebook and opened the first page. It was blank. The second page was nothing. Instead, there were torn marks in the middle. Obviously, Fusu seemed to want to write down a diary before he died. After writing one page, one page was torn off, and in the end only this notebook with more than half of the pages torn off was left.

But when I turned to the last page, I found a beautiful line of writing on it--

"A game and a dream, looking back on the past are all empty."

……

Looking at this line of words, I can’t help but feel sad. This sentence is the last word written by Fusu, and it is like a true portrayal of his life. It’s a game and a dream, and the past is empty , Fusu is a talented person in the game, but the final ending is so plain, a battle of White Deer City also ended his life.

"Looking back on the past, everything is empty..."

"Looking back on the past, everything is empty..."

I muttered it twice, and my heart hurts so much that I twitched, tears crackled on this page, Fusu left with great sadness and unwillingness, this kind of mood, I am really at this moment. Realized it.

On the side, Lin Xiaojie said: "My brother...he talked to me before he ran away from home, he said, he finally knows where the girl named Xiyou Hehua is, he is going to look for her..."

"What?!"

I shuddered suddenly: "He really said that?"

"Hmm!"

For an instant, I was struck by lightning. Could it be that Fusu had learned that Xiyou Hehua had passed away many years ago? Could it be that... he did it on purpose?

On the side, Su Xiran heard our conversation and already understood everything. She fell to her knees gently, looking at Fusu’s spiritual position with tears, and said: "Fusu him...Is Fusu him? In order to see her...just...just..."

She cried with pear blossoms and rain, but while crying, she intermittently played an old song: "We don’t know how to behave...we who behave tenderly, we thought we would die for love...and love for love is just an old rumor..."

Is it a martyrdom? Is it really a martyrdom? ? ?

"Xiran, stop singing! Please, stop singing..."

I fell to the ground, my heart felt like being pierced by thousands of swords. I didn’t think there was anything after listening to Lin Junjie’s Jiangnan, but now I understand the song, but I cry so embarrassed. .

……

Not long after, Lin Che, Suifengzhi, Tianwugui, Qingyan, Wang Jinhai, Zhang Wei, and the **** of the north wind also knelt before Fusu’s spirit, and everyone was red. Eyes were filled with tears, looking at the photo of Fusu in front of the spirit, as if his voice and smile were still in front of us, but we all knew that everything would never go back, Fusu left.

Towards the evening, finally, we finished the last trip of Fusu.

……

At night, the nearby county town.

We all got together and sat quietly in the lobby of the hotel.

"Next, what should I do?" Lin Che asked with red eyes.

"Fu Su is gone, but our lives are still going on." Su Xiran whispered: "So big Beichen still needs our people to maintain it. Tomorrow, everyone will go back. What should we do? ."

"I won't go back."

I waved my hand gently.

"Master, what do you want...what do you want to do?" Suifengzhidao said.

The North Wind God also said: "Boss, go back with us, don't let everyone worry about you."

"I'm fine."

I gently shook my head and said: "I just want to find a place to be alone, thinking about the past and the future."

"I will accompany you."

Aside, Tang Yun shook my hand, her beautiful eyes full of worry: "I will accompany you wherever I go."

"Um..."

I nodded lightly and squeezed out a smile: "Yun'er, I have always wanted to go to Wuyuan. Why...Shall we go once?"

"Okay, but it's not the tourist season now."

"It's okay, I just want to go, not for some reason~IndoMTL.com~Hmm."

Xiangmu nodded happily: "Then, Ding Muchen and Tang Yun will go to Wuyuan, and the rest of us...let's go back separately. Those who should go home should return to the base, and Fusu is looking at us from the sky. Naturally hope we can be well, right?"

"Um, yes."

……

A group of people negotiated and booked their own air tickets. Tang Yun quickly booked a train ticket to Shangrao. He will leave early tomorrow morning. After arriving in Shangrao, he will take a car to Wuyuan, which is not too far.

In the early morning of the next day, when I was wearing clothes, my back felt fierce and painful, and I couldn't help groaning for fear that it might be a wound.

On the bed on the side, Tang Yunxiu frowned: "Go to the hospital for some medicine. If you get an inflammation, you will be in trouble."

"No need."

I shook my head: "Let it hurt so that I feel better."

She bit her red lips, and stopped talking.

In the early morning, after sending Su Xiran, Zhuan, Lin Che and others to go, Tang Yun and I went to the high-speed rail station. Zhengzhou arrived at Shangrao in five hours. Adding the time by car, it was only six or seven in total. You can reach Wuyuan in a few hours.

……

On the high-speed rail, the scenery outside keeps going backwards.

On the side, Tang Yun held the phone and kept showing me pictures.

"How is this inn? It's so beautiful..."

"This house, you can see the mountains when you open the window, and the decoration is beautiful."

"Brother Xi, what about this? Expensive is a bit more expensive, but the conditions are good, how about it, you choose one."

It was the first time that I accompany her to travel so far. Although Tang Yun was affected by the Fusu incident, she felt a little depressed, but she was actually quite happy.

It’s just that my heart is full of flavours, and I’m afraid I don’t have any interest in traveling this time.