C38 (2/2)

Five days in a row, the wind and snow were getting heavier and heavier, and the horse traders camped behind a sheltered slope and decided to rest for a day before leaving. The team was tired and soon fell asleep. The next morning, Yang Lin still had not woken up. That bodyguard Tang Qing walked into Yang Lin's tent and woke him up.

”Master Yang, please follow me.”

had been acting very secretively these past few days. Although it was said that he was Yang Lin's bodyguard, he had never been by Yang Lin's side. He would always act alone, so Yang Lin did not mind what he was doing. But today, he suddenly made Yang Lin follow him out, Yang Lin could not help but be curious. Thinking about his weak and frail body, Yang Lin did not pay much attention to him and followed him out of the camp.

To the north of the camp was the high slope that shielded the camp from the wind. When the two of them reached the top of the slope, Yang Lin realized that there were different sizes of slopes here, and the person they were standing on was the highest point in this vast desert. As far as the eye could see, snowflakes were dancing slowly in the air, and the entire wasteland was covered in snow.

Just as Yang Lin was enjoying the view of the snow on the high ground, Tang Qing was lying on his stomach. He laid his face on the snow, with his bottom up high, quietly listening to everything that was happening on the ground. After a long while, he finally got up, and nodded towards the surprised Yang Lin.

”Master Yang, about 250 kilometers north of our campsite, there is a group of cavalry. Two hundred and fifty miles to the south of our camp, there is another group of cavalry, about three thousand riders. ”

”Ah …”

Yang Lin was shocked. There were cavalry at the front and back, were they not surrounded? However, there's a cavalry unit two hundred and fifty miles away. Furthermore, the number of people was so clear, it was just too miraculous. Yang Lin suspiciously looked at Tang Qing and smiled.

”Are you sure?”

”Oh, how do you know? Can you teach me?”

”Lie on the ground and listen. See if you can hear anything.”

Yang Lin followed the method he taught his. As he laid on the ground, he started to listen seriously. However, aside from the whooshing of the north wind, he could not hear or sense anything else.

”I can't hear anything.”

”What I said must be true. Two hundred and fifty miles to the north, more than five thousand cavalrymen were slowly approaching us. Two hundred and fifty miles to the south, about three thousand cavalrymen were approaching us. According to their progress, they will most likely surround us at the Public Ridge. ”

Is this true?

”Who exactly are you? How can he have such a magical ability? ”

”Sigh …”

Unexpectedly, the bodyguard let out a long sigh, as if he had some unspeakable difficulties as he looked at Yang Lin thoughtfully. Snowflakes drifted down on their faces, but no one cared. They allowed the cold feeling to seep into their hearts.

”Master Yang, you are not an ordinary person, I will tell you the truth. In this desert, there were many people who could hear the sounds of movement from dozens of miles away, or even hundreds of miles away. This wasn't strange at all. As for our family's few generations, when they came into contact with the desert, they were able to train their extraordinary hearing. If it's quiet around us, we can hear as much as three hundred miles. ”

”But it was this ability that harmed our family. For the sake of convenience, the mounted bandit kidnapped my father and he was killed while fighting the Urushion. My brother and I hid ourselves everywhere, and then the mounted bandit caught my brother, and we died at the hands of the Urushion. I lived to this day by hiding my name. In order to repay Big Brother Zhang Shiping, I agreed to help. However, my real name is not Tang Qing.

Among all living beings, there was always a small number of strange individuals who possessed an extraordinary strength in a certain aspect. As for the person before him, he was a strange person. He must be captured and given to someone else. For safety's sake, he didn't mention his name, but Tang Qing would. From now on, he would not mention his name to anyone.

”Go back, I'll be alone.”

Tang Qing obediently turned and left, leaving Yang Lin standing alone on the slope, his mood was like a surging flood, and he was unable to calm down for a long time. The mysterious Tang Qing faced reality, could choose to escape, hide in the vast crowd, hide his name, enjoy loneliness, and live his life in obscurity. This was a wise move.

And me?

Standing on the high yellow slope, looking at the vast desert of snow, Yang Lin's heart was at a loss. The north wind was still blowing, unstoppable as it made its way up the slope. The wind did not slow down at all as it swirled up the snowflakes, creating beautiful trails in the air and displaying their final glory.

Who am I?

Yang Lin closed his eyes and allowed the snow to fall onto his face. Then, it slowly melted into snow water and flowed down along his face. His mind was blank. He forgot that the wind was blowing, the snow was drifting, and he forgot that he had attacked the enemy from the front and back. He quietly stood on the high yellow slope.

Yang Lin slowly opened his eyes, his heart exceptionally tranquil. He suddenly felt that he had a new feeling about the meaning of life. Since the heavens had given him a chance to experience this world, and to walk his own life once, perhaps it was because this world had too many things that he could not control, destined his life to be reincarnated time and time again in this endless space. Thus, he told himself that he had to be strong.

A vast sky appeared in his mind. The stars were brilliant, and the waves of light rippled. Each of them ran forward according to their own trajectory. They did not know where they came from, nor did they know where they were headed, nor did they know why they were so busy.

In the depths of the sky, there was a huge whirlpool that was rapidly spinning and moving forward rapidly. Wherever the vortex went, it created a powerful gravitational force. Those stars that couldn't escape in time were sucked in by this gravitational force. Although they struggled desperately, they couldn't escape as they fell into this deep black hole.

The trajectory of an energy current brushed past the black hole, but was caught by the gravitational force. The stream of energy was fighting against the black hole's gravitational force with all its might. After struggling for a while, the flow of energy finally escaped from the black hole and left.

The energy flow that lost its trajectory fled forward at the speed of light, rushing towards the Earth without a choice. In that split-second, all of the energy converged into one, and a new life was born. Unfortunately, the immense energy sent this new life of recombination to the wrong place and time.

”I, am still me!”

He suddenly waved his right arm, clenched his fist, and pointed it at the sky. The roar was like thunder, piercing through the clouds and causing the clouds to tremble. The snowflakes became even more dense, like the petals of a goddess, as they gently floated down to the boundless snowy plains.

Suddenly, he pulled out the big blade at his waist. That shiny blade emitted a faint cold light in the midst of the snow-white light. He suddenly raised his broadsword and pointed it at the sky. A sense of pride rose in his heart. In that instant, Zhang Fei, Dian Wei, Xu Zhu, Pan Feng, Wen Chou, Lin Feng, Luo Yong, Luo Yong, Zhao Yun, Zhao Yun, Cang Ba and the others' blade techniques, spear techniques, axe techniques, staff techniques gathered in their hearts, they could not help but start dancing.

The big blade flew up and down in Yang Lin's hand, full of vigor. Even the snowflakes were dancing with the big blade. He no longer deliberately moved, but let his heart and hands meet, his heart go with the knife, the knife from the heart. The saber light was like autumn water falling from the sky, turning into a boundless galaxy. It danced around in his hands and flowed happily on his body. Sometimes it would soar into the sky, sometimes it would land on the ground, sometimes it would transform into a streak of silver light, and sometimes it would scatter into the sky and fill the sky with stars.

He was drunk, truly drunk. It was as if he could see the peach blossoms bloom one after another. The entire road was filled with a thousand beauties, and the blood gurgled like water. The entire road was as dense as a mountain. One saber light, one sword shadow, one fire beacon, one trail of blood and tears …

As he danced, dancing at top speed, the mantra of the thirty-six shots melted in his mind, like a cool snowflake, suddenly melted in his heart, and he felt suddenly open, the air around him running, rushing and surging where he hoped to be, and for a moment he seemed to understand everything.

High up in the ground, Yang Lin retracted the blade in his hand. He stood there alone, quietly, he raised his head, and looked at the sky! Endless Sky... There was only that large blade and that vigorous figure. He was intoxicated as he stared blankly at the sky. Afterwards, he suddenly laughed out loud. He silently laughed, as if he was laughing with some bitterness. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. There were a few snowflakes on his face. They melted gently, and the snow water brushed against his face.