Xiang Nan asked: "What kind of person is the master in your impression?"
Yin Yang said: "He often laughs. In my memory, he laughs almost every day and every minute."
"That bright smile filled my childhood memories. I always thought that Master was a person who loved to laugh."
"This should be your illusion." Xiang Nan was thoughtful. It is impossible for a person who has been wiped out and attempted revenge to always put a smile on his face.
Yin Yang said: "It was only later that I found out that his nickname is Iron Face Butcher. He is a man of few words. There are legends about him, always accompanied by killing and blood."
"When I grew up, I realized in retrospect that the master only smiled at me, and only I have seen this kind of smile."
Xiang Nan nodded: "What you see is just the rarest side of him. At home, he is an amiable old man with a bright smile. Outside, he is a cold-blooded and ruthless killer."
With a yin and yang face, he said: "Master is very smart. He invented a kind of kung fu, which is very powerful, but he failed to practice it himself, and I managed it instead."
"It's the kind of exercise that can drain the water element in the human body." Xiang Nan said.
Yin Yang said: "Master never told me about his hatred until one day he disappeared."
"You know, for me, that smiling master is my everything, my sky, and my mountain."
"I searched for him all over the world. I inquired everywhere, and finally found him half dead by the river. I asked for a long time before I found out about him and his enemies."
"The master's talent is not good enough. He encountered a bottleneck. He knew that he would never be able to cross the Ninth Level of Shenwu in his life, so he blindly took revenge and only wanted to die."
"I heard about the sanctuary, and I brought him to the sanctuary, and I assured him that I would find enough holy spirit stones to make him a martial saint."
Xiang Nan and Yin Yang touched the wine jar face to face, but did not interrupt him.
With a yin and yang face, he said: "We have arrived at the Sanctuary, entered the Eternal Secret Realm, and worked hard to slaughter the beasts and find the Holy Spirit Stone."
"One time, our water bladder burst, and the master was seriously injured. I carried him on my back to escape from the secret realm, but at this time, the fog descended."
"When we came to the edge of the secret realm, I had already stepped out of the secret realm, and the master was only one step away. At this time, the mist enveloped him and trapped him inside."
"I didn't let go."
The tone of the yin and yang face was very flat, and the grievances and hatreds were not so bloody, but there was a touch of warmth in it.
Xiang Nan looked at the yin-yang face, and said, "The black that occupies half of your body is the shadow of eternity."
The yin-yang face nodded: "I grabbed Master for a day and a night, and when the second ten days came, when the mist cleared, I brought him out."
"Because of this, my master became an eternal shadow, and because of this, I left this memorial."
The yin and yang face tore off his shirt, and the black and white boundary spread from his face to his crotch, and the entire right half of his body was black.
Xiang Nan can roughly imagine the scene, a man who is infinitely grateful to his master, at the last moment, tightly clutching his master's body, stubbornly refusing to let go.
Xiang Nan knew about the Eternal Shadow. Once human beings were swallowed by the mist, they would become the Eternal Shadow. I heard that it was an extremely painful process.
But this man, with a very plain sentence, expressed the heart-piercing and thrilling process so frankly.
Xiang Nan didn't know that the Eternal Shadow could be dragged out of the secret realm, but he thought it was because the Eternal Shadow was connected to the man's body, and he was still "half" alive, so he was dragged out.
Xiang Nan observed this man carefully, and with his lightning eyes, he found that this man was indeed "half dead".
Including his right arm, right leg, and the right half of his body, it is actually half a corpse.
He is half alive and half dead.
And the reason why his right arm and right leg can still move is that it should be supported by Gang Qi, just like using Gang Qi to control a prosthetic limb.
"Where are the three low-grade Holy Spirit Stones?" Xiang Nan asked.
With a yin-yang face, he said: "I promised that I would definitely let the master be promoted to Martial Saint, but after we worked hard many times, we only got together two hundred and fifty-three yuan, and we are still short of the last three yuan."
"Later, I entered the secret realm again. I entered it four times, but I was unlucky. In those four times, I didn't even get a Holy Spirit Stone."
"I found that the eternal shadow of the master, outside the secret realm, has accelerated the rate of wear and tear, and his corpse is gradually disappearing, and it can no longer hold on."
"So you have no choice but to steal someone else's Holy Spirit Stone." Xiang Nan said.
Yin Yang's face was filled with tears, he looked up at the snow in the sky, and said: "Master beat me many times when I was young, whenever I was naughty, he would hit me, but he was completely different from when my father hit me, Master He was in tears when he hit me."
"He told me time and time again that a person can live a failure, but he must never lose his backbone."
"I'd rather starve to death than steal."
Xiang Nan's eye circles were also red.
With a yin-yang face, he said: "When I grew up, I never did a single thing to offend my conscience, because that was the master's last bottom line and the only way for him to keep his poor dignity."
"But I ended up..."
The voice of the yin and yang face trembled, slightly choked.
He took three deep breaths in a row, calmed down, and said, "But in the end, I still failed him."
"I don't know what else I can do, I can only steal."
"I stole three Holy Spirit Stones, and buried the Holy Spirit Stones and the almost transparent body of the master here, under this tree."
"This is my story, very ordinary and simple."
"That's why you want to die." Xiang Nan said.
Yin Yang said: "I have insulted the dignity of the master, I am not worthy to be his apprentice, I am a thief."
"Where's the Chou family? What about the Chou family?" Xiang Nan asked.
With a yin and yang face, he said: "It doesn't matter anymore, the master is dead, and all hatred is gone."
Xiang Nan nodded and said, "You think about it emotionally. Your master is gone, so his enemy has no meaning to you."
"But I don't think so. I think whether the enemy should die or not has nothing to do with whether the master is dead or not."
"What do you mean?" Yin Yang asked back.
Xiang Nandao: "I will avenge your master."
The yin and yang face said: "Even if you do this, I will not follow you."
Xiang Nan patted him on the shoulder and said, "You misunderstood, I didn't do this to win you over, but simply to pay homage to the soul of an old hero."
"At the same time, this story has already been known to me, and I cannot tolerate such a beast continuing to live."
"Maybe you have a completely different worldview from mine, but at least with me, you damn bastard must die." "Take the head of your master Qiu's family and pay homage to him. If you still want to die at that time, I won't stop you." .”