This is a story about four close friends who come to know each other, save each other, help each other, and travel together through stumbling blocks.
Everyone in this world is walking on their own path. Looking back at the end of life, it may be as plain as water, or it may be magnificent.
The better ones include one tragic song and two or three cries.
Almost, the wind passed by without a trace and without making a sound.
In the end, only three words were enough to fall into the hands of the author: life record.
1.
It is said that the god was buried in Jianning after his death.
Even though Jianning is vast, the terrain is extremely dangerous, and evil beasts are everywhere, there are still many cultivators trying to find his burial place, and countless demons and monsters are looking for his aura and flocking there.
All gain nothing.
2.
In the darkness, Su Mang worshiped and knelt devoutly in front of his master's grave, and reinforced the protective formations in front and back.
Huang Yunxiao was sitting cross-legged on the ground and gnawing on a fat chicken. The chicken bones were thrown on the floor. She burped and said to the other little bumpkin in front of her: "I'm full. I'll leave the chicken bones for you to pick your teeth."
After saying that, she started digging the soil of the small grave with her hands. There was gravel underneath the soil. The more she dug, the deeper she dug, and the soil she dug up again had a few hints of bright red.
Seeing this, Su Mang quickly stopped her and said, "That's enough, it's quite deep."
Huang Yunxiao stopped as if waking up from a dream. She grabbed a handful of chicken bones and threw them into the pit, then filled it with soil. Finally, she stood on it and jumped to compact the soil. Her fingers were still dripping with blood, so she casually lifted up the corner of Su Mang's clothes and wiped them.
Su Mang's forehead jumped: "I just got new clothes from An Yu yesterday."
So far, both of them have completed the worship ceremony, as seriously as if their relatives and loved ones are really sleeping in these two tombs.
3.
An Yu stood in the dark night against the wind and snow, waiting for the two of them to come down from the mountain. He didn't even realize that the Tang Pozi in his hands was already biting cold.
She looked up at the star-studded night sky and exhaled a white breath. Time seems to have passed for a long time, and the desolate Nanzhou has grown into a bustling place with thousands of lights. But time seemed to have not moved at all, and the scene in front of her was still when he held her.
He loves clean people so much, but the color of his lake-blue robe is so rolled that you can't tell the color. An Yu's snot, tears and blood dripped on the hand he held her, but she still frowned.
He said: "Don't cry, believe me."
Haven't returned yet.
An Yu clasped his hands together and prayed to the brightest morning star: "Believing girl An Yu, please return to earth as soon as possible."
A loud shout came from the distance. She turned her head when she heard the sound. The fox fur hood fell down, and the cold wind filled her body.
Huang Yunxiao's bright eyes were dazzling than the moon in the darkness. She waved her hands vigorously and ran towards her.
The tip of An Yu's nose and the corners of his eyes were red, and he wondered if it was because of the cold: "Forget it, let's live for a while. If I die, what will these two fools do?"
4.
Those who are of the same mind do not regard mountains and seas as far away; those who are well-behaved do not regard the distance as close. How many people can you count among your closest friends in your life?
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I hope to find fellow travelers to move forward slowly with me. It's super cool to move forward together, isn't it?
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Mission: Ordinary people grow together and understand the meaning of life
