Chapter 1619: Ancient rumors

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The next day, in the morning.
A hostel in a nearby county town.
At eight o'clock in the morning, a group of people were going downstairs downstairs of the hostel. When Su Xiran saw me, he said, "Did not sleep all night?"
"Can't sleep."
"Ugh……"
She sighed without comfort, and she knew that any comfort at this time seemed pale.
Before ten o'clock, our chartered car arrived at Fusu's home.
This time, the door was open, and many relatives and friends had already arrived. And, just beside the door, there were several familiar figures, such as Tang Yun, Tang Song, Wang Yu, and so on. They actually also coming.
"Brother Xi, you are here." She stepped forward, and said softly, looking at me with distress in her eyes.
"Are you here too?"
"Ok."
Tang Song nodded: "I came here early in the morning, and the people from the Beichen base came, and they were inside."
"Oh……"
Going through the gate, in the courtyard, the of the North Wind, the plain language, the sky without regret, the questioning, the rose, Knight, and others were all there, one after another: "Boss, you are here."
"Well, everyone is working hard."
I nodded and said, "Let's go, let's take a last look at Fusu."
"Ok……"
...
The spiritual hall was set up in a shed, and Fu Su's younger brother Lin Xiaojie knelt aside and kept burning paper, while Fu Su's father sat not far away and stared at us with bloodshot eyes.
"You are here ..." Lin Xiaojie glanced at us.
"Ok."
I approached, and the next moment, I saw Fu Su lying in a glass coffin. His face was pale and thin. He was much thinner than when we last met before. Since the First World War in White Deer, he must have prepared Suffering from torture and constant self-blame and unwillingness, he tortured him like this.
With just one glance, I was almost collapsed, and tears fell down, but I couldn't say a word. I just held the edge of the coffin and pressed my forehead against it, tears like a stream of water.
"Are you still crying?"
Behind him, there was the voice of Fu Su's father. He suddenly broke the handle of the mop, came over with half of the handle, and drank, "Did he not kill you?"
"Peng!"
Suddenly a stick hit my back, and suddenly there was a hot pain in the back!
"what are you doing!?"
Tang Yun suddenly pushed him away: "What are you doing !?"
"Uncle, what are you doing ?!"
Lin Che and the God of the North Wind also grabbed Fu Su's father.
I gritted my teeth, and my tears kept falling, and I cried loudly, "Lin Che, Xiao Beifeng, let go of him and let him fight! Hit it, the harder you hit me, the better I will feel better, hit it!"
"You don't think I can ..."
Fu Su's father broke free of the trapped Lin Che and the of the North Wind. He stepped forward and lifted a nearly one-meter-long wooden handle and hit it my back, while I fell on the glass coffin. The last time, looking at Fusu's thin face, she smiled abruptly: "Fusu, my brother, our dad, it's really hard to start ..."
Talking, tears rolled down.
"Peng!"
Behind him was another hot and painful affair, Fu Su's father came down with several sticks in a row, and finally, "snap", the handle was directly interrupted.
"Enough! Enough!"
Tang Yun was so distressed that he fell directly on me and reached out to Fu Su's father: "If you want to hit, you just hit me, don't torture him ..."
My nose is sour, and tears are flowing.
...
Fusu's father gave me a stern look and did not speak. At this time, relatives and friends were persuading him and pulling him away, while I was still kneeling beside Fusu's body.
"Bleeding, bleeding ..."
Behind him, Su Xi bit his silver tooth: "Ding, you are very injured. Let's go and go to the hospital to bandage and say that the clothes have been penetrated by blood."
When I came out, I didn't wear cotton at all, I just wore a shirt and a white coat. At this time, the clothes should have been stained with blood.
"I'm fine."
I shook my head slightly, stood up staggering, walked to the side of Lin Xiaojie, and knelt with him before the spirit.
"Brother Ding Muzhen, I'm sorry ..." He was red-eyed.
"It's all right."
"My brother ... he left some relics, do you want to see them?" He asked.
"okay……"
He immediately got up and returned to the room. Soon after, he walked forward with a notebook in his hand and said, "It was found in the hotel room where he died. Maybe it was he who planned to record something, but ... you see Right. "
"Ok."
I took the notebook and opened the first page. It was blank and the second page was not. Instead, there were tear marks in the middle. Obviously, Fu Su seemed to want to write a diary before his death, but every page he wrote , Torn off a page, and in the end only this notebook with more than half of the pages torn off.
However, when I turned to the last page, I found a line of handwriting on it--
"A game and a dream, looking back, everything is empty."
...
Looking at this line of words, I can't help feeling sadness. This sentence is the last word written by Fu Su, and it is like a true portrayal of his life. A game and a dream. In the game is a natural talent, but the final end is so bland, a battle of White Hart City, but also ended his life.
"Looking back on all the past ..."
"Looking back on all the past ..."
I muttered it twice, my heart twitched, and tears crackled on this page of paper. Fu Su left with great sadness and unwillingness, and I felt it at this moment.
Aside, Lin Xiaojie said, "My brother, he ... He talked to me before he left home, and he said that he finally knew where the girl named Howard was, and he was going to find her ..."
"what?!"
I trembled suddenly: "He really said that?"
"Ok!"
For a moment, if I was struck by lightning, could it be said that Fu Su had learned before death that He Youhua had died many years ago? Could it be ... he was intentional?
Aside, Su Xiran heard our conversation, and she already understood everything. She knelt down gently and looked at Fusu's spiritual position with tears in her tears, and said, "Fu Su ... Is Fu Fu he to see her? Only ... Only ... Only ... "
She cried to tears, but while crying, she played an old song intermittently: "I don't know how to behave ... We behave tenderly, and thought that love ... Love is just an ancient rumor ..."
Is it love? Is it really love? ? ?
"Sure, don't sing! Please, don't sing ..."
I fell to the ground, my heart seemed to be pierced by thousands of swords. When I heard Lin Junjie's Jiangnan, I didn't feel anything, but now I understood the song, but I was crying so terribly.
...
Soon after, Lin Che, Blade of the Wind, No Regrets of Heaven, Qingyan, Wang Jinhai, Zhang Wei, the God of the North Wind, and others also kneeled in front of Fu Su's spirit. Tears lingered, looking at the picture of Fu Su in front of the spirit, as if his voice and smile were still in sight, but we all know that everything can never go back, Fu Su left.
As we approached the evening, finally, we finished the last trip to Fusu.
...
At night, the nearby county seat.
We all got together and sat quietly in the hotel lobby.
"Next, what to do?" Lin Che asked with red eyes.
"Fu Su is gone, but our life is still going on." Su Xiran whispered softly: "The big Beichen still needs our group of people to maintain it. Tomorrow, everyone will go back, what to do and what to do."
"I won't go back."
I waved gently.
"Master, what are you ... what are you doing?"
The of north wind also said, "Boss, come back with us, don't let everyone worry about you."
"I'm fine."
I shook my head slightly and said, "I just want to find a place to be alone, think about the past, think about the future."
"I stay with you."
Aside, Tang Yun held my hand, and her eyes were full of worries: "I am with you wherever I go."
"Ok……"
I nodded slightly and squeezed a smile: "Yun'er, I always wanted to go to Wuyuan, why not ... let's go once?"
"Okay, but this is not the tourist season."
"It doesn't matter, just want to go, not for what."
"Ok."
Critical nodded happily: "Then Ding Muzhen and Tang Yun go to Wuyuan, and the rest of us ... return each other. It is time to go home and return to the base and back to the base. Fusu looks at us in the sky. Naturally we hope Can it be good, right? "
"Yep."
...
A group of people negotiated, and they booked their own tickets. Tang Yun quickly booked a train ticket to Shangrao, and set off early in the morning. After arriving in Shangrao, he took a bus to Wuyuan, which is not too far away.
Early in the morning the next day, when I was wearing clothes, my back hurt sorely that I might get a wound, so I couldn't help humming.
On the side of the bed, Tang Yunxiu frowned lightly: "Go to the hospital and take some medicine. If it becomes inflamed, you will be in trouble."
"No need to."
I shook my head: "Let it hurt so I feel more comfortable."
She bit her red lips and stopped talking.
In the morning, after sending Su Xiran, Bian Ji, Lin Che, and others away, Tang Yun and I went to the high-speed rail station. Zhengzhou to Shangrao took five hours to arrive. In addition to the time by car, it took only six or seven hours Arrived at Wuyuan.
...
On the high-speed rail, the scenery outside is constantly regressing.
Aside, Tang Yun held her cell phone and kept showing me pictures.
"How is this inn? So pretty ..."
"What about this one? You can see the mountains when you open the window, and the decoration is very good."
"Brother Xi, what about this? It's more expensive, but the conditions are good, how about it, you choose one."
For the first time, I traveled with her so far. Although Tang Yun was a little depressed by the influence of Fu Su, she was actually very happy and could see it.
It's just that my mind is full of mixed feelings, I'm afraid there's no interest in swimming around this time.