On the second day of their departure, Jing Han, Yu Xuan, and Xuan Mo proposed to send Xing Lan off. Xing Lan did not reject them. Xing Lan knew that the so-called " send " they were talking about was nothing more than going out to play. This was because the two girls would disappear without a trace every time they rested. Their footprints could be seen in the corners of the streets of Beijing. Their familiarity with the terrain was not inferior to the locals. Xing Lan was speechless about this.
Jing Han was still fooling around with Xuan Mo as usual. In Xing Lan's eyes, it was as if everything that happened yesterday had never happened. Towards Jing Han, Xing Lan could only use curiosity to explain his opinion of her.
"I don't understand."
There were many cars on the road and it took a long time before they arrived at the train station. Looking at Jing Han who was playing with Xuan Mo, Xing Lan smiled bitterly and shook his head. Yu Xuan, who was beside Xing Lan, also had a smile on his face.
Something that almost drove Xing Lan crazy happened when he was about to get on the bus. Jing Han had lost his glasses.
"Lost?"
He looked at Jing Han Xing Lan in disbelief.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing Xing Lan's expression suddenly change, Jing Han's tone was cautious and her gaze was very innocent. In Jing Han's impression, Xing Lan had never lost his composure like this.
"Aiya, isn't it just a pair of glasses? Is there a need to make such a fuss?”
Xing Lan had been looking at her without saying a word, while Jing Han's words seemed to be very indifferent.
"Alright, alright. It's fine if it's lost.”
Xing Lan really could not get angry at Jing Han, who was smiling without any worries. Xing Lan did not tell Jing Han and the others that the pair of glasses was given to him by Tian Ya. When they parted, Tian Ya gave Xing Lan two things. A pair of glasses and a pair of expensive combat gloves. They were very memorable to Xing Lan.
"You guys go back. I'll call you when I get there. Be careful on the way back.”
Xing Lan was at the back of the crowd, urging them to go back.
"Goodbye, Painter."
Jing Han smiled as she bid farewell to Xing Lan. Towards this, Xing Lan smiled to himself.
Before entering the station, Xing Lan would occasionally look back through the dense crowd. Xing Lan hoped to see some flaws in Jing Han's expression, but he did not. Jing Han had a smile on her face the entire time. To the current Xing Lan, Jing Han's smile was like an indestructible fortress, making Xing Lan want to know what kind of world would be behind the fortress.
Xing Lan needed to transfer to the station in Shen Yang. Xing Lan did not like to take long trips by car. Fortunately, the train to Shen Yang only took less than five hours. On the train, Xing Lan still had a book," The Reader ", in her hand as usual. To Xing Lan, it was the harbor in the deepest part of one's soul, allowing one to calm down easily.
The journey was very smooth. Xing Lan took a transfer from Shen Yang to Benxi. Benxi had been raining for the past two days. When he walked out of the station and saw the dense crowd outside the station, Xing Lan frowned. Benxi's station happened to be under construction. There was a thin layer of mud on the mottled road. When the pedestrians walked past, they would leave behind mud flowers. Xing Lan did not like this kind of environment. The feeling made it impossible for people to put their feet down.
Xing Lan was deep in thought when his phone rang. Xing Lan opened it to take a look. It was Little Yao.
"Hey, how is it? Have you found anything?”
Xing Lan, who had evaded the dense crowd, asked directly from a corner outside the station.
"Hehe, the equipment and methods are not as good as the base, so we have to wait a few days.”
The little demon explained in a gentle tone.
"Oh."
Xing Lan was a little disappointed.
"Where…where are you now?”
After a moment of silence, the little demon asked. It seemed like it was afraid that Xing Lan's answer would not be satisfactory. The little demon's tone carried a trace of hesitation.
"What's wrong?"
Xing Lan asked cautiously.
"Oh, it's nothing. Don't be unhappy if I tell you. Actually, I'm also in Shen Yang. Don't misunderstand. I only used the satellite positioning out of curiosity.”
Seemingly afraid that Xing Lan would get angry, Little Yao explained a lot in one breath.
"You were spying on me."
Xing Lan's tone was abnormally cold.
"I knew you would be like this. I told you that I had no ill intentions. Otherwise, I wouldn't have told you. I don't know how to explain it to you.”
The little demon was still defending herself, and the latter words seemed to be comforting herself.
"What are you doing here?"
After a moment of silence, Xing Lan changed his tone and asked, probably because he could hear Little Yao's sadness. From the conversation before and after and their long-term relationship, Xing Lan believed that Little Yao had already left the guild. It was just that it was too sudden for Xing Lan to accept.
"Silver Fox, hehe, I'm still used to calling you Silver Fox. Actually…actually, there are two other people who came back with me this time. You know one of them.”
The little demon's tone was filled with caution. After saying that, Xing Lan fell silent again.
"Little Fox, are you doing well?"
During Xing Lan's silence, a middle-aged man's cheerful and intimate address came from the other end of the line. Xing Lan's heart instinctively skipped a beat when she heard this. This was because only one person would call him that. This person, or rather, he had once saved Xing Lan's life.
"Uncle Ghost?"
After a moment of silence, Xing Lan's tone was filled with doubt.
"Haha, I'm so happy that you still remember Uncle Ghost. But now you have to call me Uncle Wang.”
The man on the other end of the phone seemed very happy.
Uncle Ghost, nicknamed Night Ghost in the guild, was close to 1.8 meters tall. He was good at night assassinations and ambushes, and was famous in the guild for his close combat skills. Two short daggers and a pistol with a silencer were the two things that Uncle Ghost always brought when he carried out missions. Among the fifty-one people in the guild, Uncle Ghost gave off a very warm feeling. He always had a smile on his face. Uncle Ghost had a certain degree of persuasion in the guild. This could be seen from the way the guild members looked at him. In Xing Lan's memories, Uncle Ghost was a muscular type of man. Every time he saw him, Xing Lan would be very worried if his clothes would burst open, giving people a huge visual impact. Although he had never seen Uncle Ghost fight with anyone, Xing Lan believed all the rumors about Uncle Ghost in the guild.
Even though Uncle Ghost had a cynical look on his face every day, he was very good to Xing Lan. When he had nothing to do, he would look for Xing Lan to drink and chat. During the few months that Xing Lan had been in the guild, Uncle Ghost had silently helped him a lot. More importantly, if it wasn't for Uncle Ghost, Xing Lan would even suspect where he would be right now. At the very least, he wouldn't be standing here unharmed while making a phone call.
"Uncle Ghost, how did you…?"
Xing Lan didn't know where to start. He really couldn't believe that Uncle Ghost, who was ranked in the guild, would quit.
" You don't understand, do you? Hehe, it's nothing. I'm almost fifty years old, and all the parts in my body are not listening to me anymore. I'll enjoy myself while I still have a few years to live. Actually, before you came back, I've already made it clear to the Union that I'm not used to it after such a long time. It was my idea to look for you. Don't blame Little Yao.”
Uncle Ghost's words caused Xing Lan to be a little surprised. This was because in Xing Lan's understanding, Uncle Ghost was only less than forty years old. The current difference made Xing Lan very incredulous.
"I really didn't expect you to be an old man in your fifties.”
Xing Lan muttered.
"Hehe, how is it? When are you coming over to visit? Uncle Gui misses you very much.”
Before Xing Lan could say anything, Uncle Gui spoke up once again. His tone carried a trace of anticipation. Hearing this, Xing Lan pondered for a moment. Xing Lan also wanted to go and see Uncle Gui. After all, the other party had once helped him when he was in the most difficult situation.
"Uncle Ghost, I'm here…"
Xing Lan did not hide anything and told Uncle Gui the purpose of his visit to Shen Yang. The few of them also agreed to have a meeting before leaving Shen Yang.
Xing Lan put down the phone and his thoughts flew back to a year ago.
At that time, Xing Lan's thoughts were different from many people who went out to work. When Xing Lan returned from the army, he had always had a dream, and that was to go to a city where no friends knew him or had never been to before to work hard for a few years. Then, he would bring a car and countless amounts of money back home to bring glory to his parents and make his friends envious. Now that he thought about it, Xing Lan's thoughts at that time were so childish and laughable. However, Xing Lan was very serious at that time. He also believed that he would definitely succeed, so Xing Lan lied to his parents. He said that he was going to find a friend and learn how to barbecue from him. Xing Lan was not a liar. If his parents asked him, they would definitely find many flaws. However, Xing Lan had to admit that his parents were really good to him, so much so that they would not doubt every word he said. Hence, Xing Lan obtained his parents 'consent. Under his parents' reluctant expressions, Xing Lan happily embarked on the journey of starting a business that he was confident in. At that time, Xing Lan was very happy. He did not have any worries and spoke very randomly. He was indifferent to everything. Smiling was Xing Lan's signature, just like Jing Han. However, Xing Lan was not faking it. He was really happy.
However, two days later, Xing Lan put away his mischievousness because he was sitting in a car. In the middle of the night, the car arrived at the city that Xing Lan wanted to go to. The train attendant woke him up, and Xing Lan also got out of the car in a daze. Under the car, Xing Lan scanned his surroundings. The nearby mountain was like a giant glaring at the people in the dark night, making Xing Lan feel a chill run down his spine. The remaining snow on the mountain made the night without stars and moonlight not seem too dark. Then, he cautiously walked down the main road through the snow-covered fluorescent star barrier. As he walked cautiously, there would be creaking sounds under his feet from time to time. In the silent night, it was clear and creepy. Through the fluorescent star barrier, he discovered that there were small saplings as thick as chopsticks in the snow. They were dense and complicated. He looked around again. Other than silence, there was only silence. Only the main road nearby let the star barrier know that he was in the 21st century. If there was no flat suet road, Xing Lan even thought of transmigration that would only appear in novels. Everything around him seemed to have transmigrated to the desolate ancient land when Pangu created the world. It was desolate and quiet, but there were also fatal dangers hidden everywhere.
"Hey."
"Buzz."
Looking at everything around him, Xing Lan, who had regained consciousness, reached out to stop the car because he suspected that he had gotten out of the wrong car. However, the reply to Xing Lan was the sound of the car stepping on the accelerator.
"F * ck, damn it."
The car disappeared in the blink of an eye. Xing Lan ran to the main road and cursed unwillingly.
He turned around and scanned his surroundings once more. Xing Lan had no choice but to walk towards the forest. This was a highway and it was night time. He did not want to be crushed into meat paste by the cars that passed by quickly from time to time. Xing Lan did not like this kind of death. Xing Lan thought that if he died one day, there were only two possibilities. One was suicide, and the other was to die in battle. Because he believed that he was a man. He did not want to die without knowing why. He would not commit suicide. At that time, he was afraid of pain. Although he had thought of dying standing up, he never did it because he had not lived enough at that time.
"What should we do?"
Xing Lan stood rooted to the ground, not knowing what to do.
"Hey, be strong."
After Xing Lan finished speaking, he walked towards the mountain. He was still humming a song. He had to give himself some courage because the silent surroundings made Xing Lan feel a trace of fear. At that time, Xing Lan was really afraid.
After six hours, Xing Lan was no longer in the mood to sing because he could no longer sing. He was too tired. After six hours, he still did not walk out of the mountain. After six hours, Xing Lan had no choice but to sit down because he was very hungry. Xing Lan had a habit of not being able to eat anything in the car, which meant that he had just eaten a meal a day ago. On top of that, he was also very cold because the weather in the northeast was different from the south. It was almost April, and Xing Lan only wore clothes that southerners were used to.
Xing Lan sat on his camouflage luggage bag with a myriad of thoughts running through his mind. He hated himself for not accepting the food his parents had prepared for him back then. At the very least, he would not have to starve. Xing Lan even thought of death because he had already begun to hallucinate. Many people he wanted to see, many people he hoped to see, appeared in front of him one by one. However, Xing Lan knew that it was an illusion at that time.
"I won't die here, right?”
Xing Lan's words were very weak. His breath was weak as he blindly opened his luggage. The small bag on the side made Xing Lan feel a lot of doubt. This was because in his impression, Xing Lan did not put anything in it. Now, it was bulging.
"Dad, I really love you to death.”
Opening it in a panic, Xing Lan was pleasantly surprised to find that it was actually a packet of unsealed chicken sausages. It turned out that his father had secretly put it in. At that time, Xing Lan was not moved. He only had the desire to eat it because he was too hungry.
Xing Lan ate the meal in a panic. However, the current Xing Lan did not doubt that the meal was the most delicious meal he had eaten in his entire life. It was mixed with emotions, mixed with the first understanding and respect a young and frivolous youth had for his parents.
"The heavens really don't want this young master to die. As the saying goes, there will be good fortune after surviving a great disaster. It seems that this young master is really blessed with wealth.”
After finishing the last piece of ham, Xing Lan wiped his mouth. The words that Xing Lan said with a hint of brilliance in his eyes made people want to beat him up.
"That might not be the case, because you met me.”
While Xing Lan was rejoicing in his heart, a voice rang out beside his ear without any warning.
"F * ck."
Xing Lan shouted and retreated very far away. In the silent night, Xing Lan's howl spread very far.
"Who are you?"
In the distance, Xing Lan's tone was filled with intense fear. Under such circumstances, Xing Lan felt too much disbelief.
"The last thing you should have done was meet me.”
"Ka, ka ka."
Through the silhouette in the darkness, Xing Lan, who was a few meters away, could see that the person's left hand was extended forward. The sound of " ka ka " made Xing Lan feel as if his head had exploded. Xing Lan, who was familiar with the performance of firearms, knew very well that it was the sound of the firing pin hitting the gun, indicating that the person had run out of bullets.
"You are really lucky."
While Xing Lan was in a daze, the man a few meters away spoke with a hint of unnoticeable doubt.
"Big Brother, tell me you're joking with me, okay? I'm really scared. Big Brother, why don't you tell me that you're filming a TV series?”
At that time, Xing Lan was very afraid. He was really very afraid. He cupped his fists and begged the other party to say a word to comfort him.
Xing Lan, who was terrified, had never thought that the man in front of him was the number one all-rounder in the guild, the Nether King.
"Haha."
Hearing Xing Lan's tone, the Nether King seemed to be very happy.
"Big Brother, don't keep pointing a gun at me. Let's talk nicely, okay?”
Looking at the Nether King's silhouette, Xing Lan pleaded.
"You can see my gun."
The Nether King's tone was filled with unnoticeable surprise. The sky was too dark, and he didn't believe that Xing Lan could see him. If that was the case, how abnormal would Xing Lan's eyesight be?
"I can hear the sound of the needles hitting each other. Big brother, can you put it down and talk properly?”
At that time, Xing Lan only knew how to be afraid and had no intention of paying attention to the other party's thoughts.
"You know guns?"
Pluto was confused again. He didn't believe that anyone in real life could accurately judge the performance of a gun through sound. More importantly, he couldn't believe that an accidental encounter would allow him to meet a genius in firearms. All these coincidences didn't make sense.
"Big brother, you don't know, but I've always been obsessed with guns. I was in the army for five years…”
Because of fear, Xing Lan did not hide anything and told him everything. At that time, Xing Lan only had one thought in his mind, and that was to distance himself from this Death God like existence in front of him.
"Very well, I can let you go."
Nether King Er Ha said.
" Thank you, Big Brother. Thank you, Big Brother."
Xing Lan thanked him before turning around to leave.
"Wait, did I tell you to leave?”
The Nether King's voice was cold.
"Big brother, you are?"
Xing Lan's tone was filled with doubt.
"You only need to hit me once and you can leave.”
While Xing Lan was puzzled, the Nether King's words were firm and confident.
"Big brother, you must be joking. I didn't even have time to leave. Why would I attack you?”
Xing Lan, who wanted to leave wholeheartedly, did not expect the other party to make such a request.
"You can try to run away."
The Nether King's voice was cold.
Xing Lan couldn't help but feel a trace of doubt. Although he had already heard the sound of the firing pin hitting the gun, Xing Lan still thought that the other party still had bullets, so he was in a dilemma for a moment.
"Are you suspecting that I'm out of bullets?”
Looking at Xing Lan who was deep in thought, the Nether King questioned.
"Oh, no, no. I'm thinking about how to fight.”
Xing Lan quickly agreed. Actually, what Xing Lan didn't know was that the Pluto had really run out of bullets. If Xing Lan had run away, the Pluto would have been helpless. After all, the Pluto had already suffered a serious injury. When they first met, the Pluto had only wanted to scare Xing Lan into leaving after confirming that he couldn't kill Xing Lan. However, he didn't expect that Xing Lan's accidental encounter would gain the Pluto's admiration. Just like now, regardless of whether Xing Lan could hit him or not, the Pluto had already decided to take him under his wing.
"Look, I'm coming."
As Xing Lan spoke, he used all his strength to throw a punch. Xing Lan's punch was very serious because he wanted to knock his opponent down. That way, he would have enough time to call the police or run away. Xing Lan was very confident in his punch because years of training had made Xing Lan's movement technique very sharp.
"Ah!"
After a miserable cry ended, Xing Lan directly lay on the ground, a bruise already appearing at the corner of his mouth.
"Haha, how ignorant."
The Nether King smiled to himself, but Xing Lan was stunned. He couldn't believe that a person could be so fast. Just now, Xing Lan clearly felt that he had hit the target, but he didn't expect that he was still a step too slow.
"Ah!"
"Ah!"
Xing Lan's four consecutive attacks were all blocked by the Nether King, and he even suffered four heavy blows. Xing Lan should be glad that he was very lucky because he met the Nether King when he was seriously injured. Otherwise, Xing Lan might have already fainted after the second punch.
"I don't believe it. Watch me, Buddha Mountain Shadowless Kick.”
Xing Lan stood up and panted for a while. He felt a lot of unwillingness in his heart. He shouted "Buddha Mountain Shadowless Kick" in a serious manner, but the Nether King started laughing loudly because of Xing Lan's shout.
"Ah!"
"Hehe."
Xing Lan had hit him. The Nether King immediately sat on the ground and clutched his stomach in pain. Although Xing Lan had shouted " foot ", he had used " fist ". The Nether King was hit.
"You."
The Nether King on the ground pointed at Xing Lan with a pained expression, not knowing what to say. After arriving at the guild, Xing Lan found out that this was the first time the Nether King had been hit, and also the last time. Because of this, Xing Lan was respected and recognized by everyone in the guild.
"Are you alright?"
Looking at the other party, Xing Lan immediately squatted down because he was afraid that the other party would shoot him in a fit of anger.
"Hold me."
The Nether King signaled for Xing Lan to help him up, and Xing Lan hurried forward.
"Ah!"
Taking advantage of Xing Lan's lack of defense, the Nether King directly strangled his neck, causing Xing Lan to faint.
He did not know how much time had passed. In short, when Xing Lan regained his consciousness, he arrived at a completely unfamiliar place. His fate had also undergone an earth-shattering change.
"I'm a locked window in my heart, I can't be closed by the cold wind…”
Xing Lan continued to reminisce about the past. At this moment, a familiar ringtone rang out. Xing Lan returned to reality and looked at the screen. It was the class monitor, asking where Xing Lan was. After asking the class monitor for the exact location, Xing Lan hailed a taxi and headed towards the " small city ". Xing Lan was not too sure about the small city, but the class monitor had asked him to search for the " small city " county government through Baidu. Hence, Xing Lan was very curious about the " small city ".
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