Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

Chapter 216: Li Changqing Cries, Zi Nu Feels So Distressed! (26)

At dusk, the outskirts of the city are wild.

This place is very desolate, very quiet, and dead silent, only one tombstone stands quietly, and one wooden tombstone stands against the autumn wind.

130 There are five tombs, the first one is the tomb of Li Shicunzheng.

Under the wooden tombstone, there is a head, Ji Wuye's head, his eyes are still unwilling, a pair of eyeballs are rounded, the evil spirit gathers and does not dissipate, very much like the expression of his son Ji Yihu when he died.

Li Changqing's clothes were stained with blood, leaning against a big tree, the sapphire sword case stood by his side, he raised the wine jar with his right hand and swished it, the wine splashed out.

After paying homage to more than a hundred dead souls, Li Changqing held the wine jar and drank with his head up. The wine poured down the corners of his mouth, spilled the clothes, stained his body, and smelled of alcohol all over his body.

"Cough cough..."

After taking a sip, Li Changqing coughed and said, "It would be great if I came back earlier, maybe everything will be different if I come back earlier."

"I promised you prosperity and wealth. You thought it was a joke when I left the village. But that is the best reward I can give you."

Raise your hand, raise your wine, binge drink, binge drunk.

"Gu dong, gu dong..."

Li Changqing let out a sigh of relief, shook his long hair, splashed the wine lightly, and said with a half cry and a smile: "Fortunately, I did it, otherwise how can I be at ease?"

"For 150 days, if you don't kill Ji Wuye for a day, and don't sacrifice his head to the folks for a day, how can I, Li Changqing, come to see you?"

"I did it, Ji Wuye's head is here."

Li Changqing splashed the wine, and the wine splashed and splashed, and said with a sad face: "You guys rest in peace, rest in peace!"

Ten feet away, there was a strange noise from the forest.

Swish, swish!

Xiao Zhang's coachman and another seventh-rank spy came out in a flash and intercepted the visitor.

When Xiao Zhang saw the people coming, they immediately cupped their fists and saluted, and said respectfully, "Boss Zi Nu."

Zi Nu was wearing a tight waist dress, purple hair with a hairpin, and a pair of touching purple eyes. Her delicate face showed distress, and she asked, "How much did he drink?"

Xiao Zhang's coachman said: "Sir, he has already drunk eighteen altars, and it is useless for anyone to persuade him."

Zi Nu waved her hand and said, "You all step back."

"Yes." The two of them clasped their fists together, and left in a flash.

Zi Nu stepped forward step by step, her beautiful eyes were obsessed and distressed, she slowly squatted down, and looked at Li Changqing who was sitting on the ground, her lips parted slightly, her tone was gentle and charming, and she said softly: "Come home with me, return to Zi Lan Villa."

Li Changqing's expression was startled, and he stared at Zi Nu with his eyes lost in thought.

"go home?"

"It's been a long, long time since I heard this sentence!"

Seeing this pair of gazes, Zi Nufang's heart throbbed and her heart ached. She had never seen Li Changqing's gaze like this before. It was the gaze of a child.

Tears welled up in Li Changqing's eyes, and he asked, "Did you know? I have only cried three times in my entire life, including today."

"I cried for the first time because my father died in military service."

"The second time I cried, because my mother died on the sick bed."

"Cry for the third time, and pay homage to the souls of the folks today."

Li Changqing leaned back, leaning the back of his head against the tree trunk, and sat still, with tears rolling down his cheeks, he said in a calm tone: "I was thinking, are there still many poor people like me in this world, or even innumerable?"

"The only difference is that I, Li Changqing, can decide for myself and uphold justice for myself. But what about them, who can they rely on?"

Li Changqing said with a wry smile: "They are all from the Yanhuang lineage, the people of Kyushu, why is this so, why is this so."

"In order to kill Ji Wuye, how many people died under my plan, and how many families and wives were separated, but I have to go on, I have to go on."

Li Changqing said to himself: "I hope that Kyushu can be unified, I hope that the world will reduce killings, and I hope that the troubled times that have been strife for hundreds of years can be peaceful."

"For this goal, I know that I must continue to walk in this way, to the end, through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and through the corpses of countless people."

"Only in the Nirvana of Kyushu, and only after going through the darkness, can we walk out of eternal peace."

When Zi Nu heard this, she brushed Li Changqing's handsome face with her jade hand, wiped away his tears, and said in a charming voice: "You are not wrong, it is this world that is wrong."

"And, on the contrary, this world needs people like you."

Li Changqing nodded lightly and said: "I understand the truth, but I'm tired. Wait until I drink, sleep, and work harder tomorrow."

The purple girl's beautiful eyes were moist and said: "Okay, I will wait for you, wait for you to drink, and watch you drink. You can drink at ease. When you are drunk, I will take you home."

Li Changqing smiled: "Hehe, good."

"Gudong, Gudong..." Li Changqing leaned against the tree trunk and raised his head, raised the wine jar with his right hand and drank heavily, taking a few breaths each time before stopping to rest.

Every time Li Changqing stopped, he would say a few words to Zi Nu.

"Miss Purple Girl, thank you."

"I know that every festival, there are people who visit the graves of my father and mother, offer sacrifices to them, burn paper money for them, talk to them, and tell them all the news about me today."

"You arranged for Hongyu first, then Nongyu volunteered, and then you will come yourself."

Li Changqing smiled wryly: "Compared to you, isn't my son too unfilial?"

"..."

"Miss Zi Nu, you are very beautiful. I wanted to say it when we first met, hiccup (wine hiccup)...but unfortunately the words came to my lips, and I couldn't help but annoy you."

"You're beautiful, you're charming, you're dignified, and you're sensible. It's so cute when a beauty like you is angry, haha."

"..."

"Miss Zi Nu, do you know where you are the most beautiful? Your waist is so thin and long, it must be very moist."

"..."

Zi Nu couldn't laugh or cry, she was angry and funny, but the key point was that she couldn't hit people.

Li Changqing put down the wine jar, looked at Zi Nu with half-dream and half-awake eyes, his eyes began to dim, his body began to shake, and he said intermittently: "Miss Zi Nu, I belch (wine hiccup)...I..."

Bang!

Li Changqing's head fell to one side.

Zi Nvyu took Li Changqing into her arms, distressed and annoyed, and said in a bad mood: "Thirty jars, thirty catties, I know you have deep internal strength, and you know that you can't pour a thousand cups, but I don't drink like this. "

After a long time, Zi Nu sighed quietly: "Hey."

"You must be very tired."

Zi Nu carried the sapphire sword box on her back, hugged Li Changqing across her arms, and walked away.

"Let's go home."

"Go home and take a nap. When you are not tired, let's continue and work hard." The purple girl's graceful figure gradually drifted away, her voice was intellectual and warm.

"Zilan Villa can't do without you, quicksand can't do without you, and this world can't do without you."

"I can't do without you..." Zi Nu's last words were soft and fluttering, dissipating in the mountains and forests, and no one heard it except herself.

This sentence was not meant for Li Changqing, but she said it for herself.

Everyone needs to listen to their own voice, to listen to their own sincerity.

On this day, at this moment, Zi Nu heard her sincerity.

Not long after Zi Nu left, she walked out of the forest wearing red clothes and came to the place where Li Changqing had been drinking and chatting with Zi Nu.

Yan Lingji's eyes are like water, her long skirt is swaying, her legs are slender, and her exquisite face is slightly sad: "It turns out that Changqing will also be tired, he will cry, and he also needs warmth."

Yan Lingji suddenly laughed and said, "Although it was late this time, it doesn't mean that we will fall behind every time."

"Sister Zi Nu, let me let you win the game first."