Legend of the Great Saint

“Who are you?! ”

Han Qiongzhi turned around and asked aloud. The Li Qingshan she remembers, greedy, angry, playful, painful, fearful, guilty, but will never show such a weak expression.

Even in the deepest despair, in the face of unbeatable and powerful enemies, the final punch will be roared out until the end of the dead.

“Yeah, who am I?” Li Qingshan was playing with the glass and laughed slightly at himself: “Probably the Lord of the Magic, the King of Demons and other things! ”

That is Him in the eyes of the worlds, a god who entrusts all desires. Li Qingshan is just a mortal.

The noise on the ears buzzed and could no longer be ignored, and the black storm flooded everything in the chest.

Han Qiongzhi questioned and disturbed all the tranquillity in the small courtyard. The red figure seemed to burn in the bear, and the gleam was inconspicuous.

His gaze crossed her, climbing up the barbed loess wall onto the thatched roof, climbing up the chimney, cooking the smoke along that line until deep into the sky.

In the trance, the barbed dirt walls are like high mountains, thatches are swords and guns, and chimneys are lonely towns at the top of the mountain. Above Lonely City, there is no smoke cooking, blue sky white cloud, distinguished by wolf smoke rushing, black cloud pressing city.

The glass cracked a gap, and he changed his face.

Chicken barking in the village, all to a halt, in terrible silence.

Han Qiong Zhi Xiu opened his eyes and suddenly shocked. He smelled terrible and sat in the black figure at the square table, as if rising and becoming an unusually steep and cold black mountain. The sharp and sharp peak had broken through the sky, and even if she looked harder, it would be difficult to see him in its entirety.

So high and so far out of reach, he has changed, no longer the familiar man, to become a god she could not understand.

“His pain is no longer in my grasp! ”

Han Qiongzhi had a tingle in his heart, and it was difficult to recover for a long time. He couldn't help but stare at him, his gaze seemingly indifferent, but hidden in horrible frenzy and killing machines, as if immersed in a dream of bloody slaughter.

She blamed herself for not blaming him, obviously wanted to be a normal couple for a day, just talk about the past and drink, why not give him a moment of peace. Send him on a journey to the battlefield where he belongs.

“Aoyama, Aoyama!” An urgent voice awakened Li Qingshan from his dreams.

He blinked, and the dirt wall was still the dirt wall, and the thatch was still the thatch, not the battlefield, but his hometown. It's not the enemy, it's the lover.

Han Qiongzhi shook his shoulder vigorously. Although his eyes contained tears, he bit his lips as if he had made some kind of determination. "You're right, it's your business, I shouldn't care. Keep eating. When I'm done, have a good drink with you! ”

“Sorry, I'm distracted.” Li Qingshan concentrated and smiled slightly. The crack in the glass healed in his hand.

The village is still full of chicken-howling dogs, cooking smoke, as if nothing had happened. It's like reaching some kind of acquiescence, and some things don't deserve to be studied deeply.

Li Qingshan reached out and wiped the tears off Han Qiongzhi's face. "Why are you crying? Your man is not dead! ”

“Hmm, even dead!” Han Qiongzhiqiao.

This bad news is not a taboo for them.

As a soldier, she didn't read the word "life or death" too heavily. Even listening to the news of his death in battle is not necessarily so emotionally out of control, it will only be silent preparation to avenge him, if it is done, or die, it is no big deal.

It's just that the young man with the first moose and temper is so deeply inscribed in her heart. One cannot admit for a moment that it is the same person as the depressed and lonely man in front of us.

And this change was too unexpected for her. She thought that he was going to be brave and sophisticated all the way to the side of the gods. It should be more spiritual and satisfying.

“What kind of ordeal did it take to make a man like that look like this? ”

She couldn't resist asking questions. Return to the kitchen and continue preparing meals.

Li Qingshan looked at her busy back and sighed silently. He was really a person who was unwilling to moan and complain. Wound marks are not glory, they are just marks, marks of injury.

Of course, it's not a shame. It's just that when you show off your scars, those who hate you laugh at your incompetence and get pleasure from it. But those who love you will grieve for you, and they will persuade you to go another way.

He was neither willing to be laughed at, nor to be distressed, nor to go any other way. No matter how painful or difficult it may be, it is the path he chose, and there is no regret in crushing it.

There was an impulse to tell her everything, not to want her to be disappointed in him and to get her tenderness and sympathy.

“I'm probably drunk.” Li Qingshan thought slightly, once felt that she had many similarities with Tian Tian's pride, and now she realizes that it is completely different. Probably the biggest difference is that she remembers what Li Qingshan looked like back then.

Even though it was a dangerous experience, it was the way he always wanted to keep it. Now that change has begun, perhaps there should be a narrative for each other.

And suddenly he lifted his head and drank all the wine in his glass, and said, "Jong-ji, would you like to hear my story? ”

“Go ahead! I'm listening! ”

Han Jong-chi paused his busy hand and continued to cook a course to the table.

Li Qingshan's voice was intermittent, as if in difficult prep words: “You... um... I made a choice... in order to gain more strength, I thought... I would never make such a choice, even death! ”

Han Qiongzhi listened to his side ears, a little enlightened, and a little confused, but did not ask questions.

“I never told you how Ann and I met!” Li Qingshan's thoughts are flying, but instead of talking about the experiences of the human path and even the magic domain, he talks about the causes of everything.

Han Jong-chi nodded.

“At that time, I was still in Wagyu Village. I was much weaker than when I first met you. Hey, it was really miserable, I did a lot of work, I ate less, and I was bullied all the time, but I didn't actually cry. I also named myself Li Qingshan, which means‘ Why bury a bone to sandwich the land, where life is not green mountain ’. ”

“I'm actually quite stubborn, like the cow I raised, and I'm not too afraid to die... But then I met Xiao An, I cried, although it's none of my business, but it was just hard, so I cried. At that time, I decided to help her get revenge anyway, help her find a home...”

Li Qingshan's drunken eyes were blurry and he talked about a lot of past events, but he was caught up in all sorts of experiences in the human path, the joyful world and even the magic. He turned upside down and completely lost the refreshment of the weekday. Maybe he was really drunk.

Years later, at the deepest end of the magic field, he cried again, making a decision for a child.

Maybe the end of the story, at the beginning of the story, is doomed. He didn't change, he made the same choice.

No matter how much he aspires to the freedom of the eagle, he is destined to be only a cow, carrying only the burden.

“I'm going to Chenky Mountain, there's no other way to go...”

The sun gradually rose, unknowingly, the dish had filled the whole table, Han Qingzhi sat across from Li Qingshan silently listened, listened to those strange experiences of land departure, listened to the long past, listened to his painful choice that time, wanted to stand up several times, held him tightly in his arms, but never moved, but held his fist, bit his lip, as if he was also making a painful choice.

Until Li Qingshan told her everything, she suddenly lifted up the wine altar, stood up and drank the rest of the wine, then looked at Li Qingshan's eyes with a sense of alcohol and viciousness. It was like she was going to swallow him up.

Li Qingshan was also surprised and looked at her with surprise.

“Ann and I are different. Whatever Li Qingshan became, there was no difference in her mind. And all I care about is the same Li Qingshan. Even knowing that he was a big jerk, I understood that there could be no outcome. I was happy and never regretted it at all.” Han Jong-gyeong said.

Li Qingshan nodded: “I know. ”

“Then leave the world! Wherever you want to die, don't come back. Summon them directly if you need them. The Li Qingshan I know, never turns back! ”

Li Qingshan looked deeply at her. She was like a flame burning by a bear. The bright flash prevented him from looking directly. Deep in the flame, all of her eyes were shadows of "Li Qingshan”.

“All this, and me, is a shackle to you! ”

Han Qiongzhi pointed at the beverage in front of him and pointed at himself, his eyes flashed with sadness, but he waved resolutely, lifting the table of beverages to the ground. Then he turned around and turned his back to him: "Go away! ”

Li Qingshan stared at the dishes that had broken the ground and the dishes that had been spilled all over the place. All of them were made by her own hands, almost unmoved and wasted in vain.

Of course, all he had to do was move his fingers to get everything back to where it was, but he didn't do it. He just stared at her back and stunned for a while and suddenly laughed: “I get it. I'm leaving.”

Li Qingshan left the world and ended the journey. Now that we have chosen the path, we must go on and not stop.

Han Qiongzhi stood still in the yard, only the shadow tilted forward until the sun drifted westward and the stars were full, so he passed the day. She suddenly looked up at the red star and poured all her heart out.

Outside the world, the buzzing noise is still shadowy and endless, but Li Qingshan suddenly heard a familiar voice, a special prayer:

“May her heart Li Qingshan, never change. ”