He simply knew nothing.

Sometimes, keeping it in the dark is actually a kind of happiness.

The bright sunlight shone through the ice flowers on Fan Chong's face. He didn't know what he dreamed of, his face was full of smiles.

Looking back on this trip to Wusuri River, except for the mercenaries and ninjas, including Hepburn and the middle finger, there were a total of sixteen people.

Hepburn and Fujita were just swallowed by the evil dragon; William and Hill were seriously injured and were chopped on their heads by Fan Chong; Jiang Xiaoyu, Li Minghan, Liang Mingli, and Karov were all killed by the middle finger; the arrogant middle finger eventually died under the siege of everyone; Old Mrs. Shen held her head and found the final place of cultivation; Parker jumped into the river to commit suicide, and got his long-cherished wish.

In the end, only me, Jiang Dayu, Liu Laoliu, Fan Chong and Lina were left.

Now, Lina smiled at the end, but lost the dragon again.

The son of Liu Laoliu Gang took revenge, untied the curse, and left in great joy.

Jiang Dayu lost all his cultivation and took away his brother's body with grief.

Fan Chong lost his eyes and arm, and was aged by dozens of years empty, and was almost dying.

And I not only obtained the Jiuyou treasure, but also learned more secrets from Taoist Baihe.

But along the way, if Fan Chong did not stand up again and again, it would be a question whether I could walk out of the ancient monuments!

Now, seeing Fan Chong in such a embarrassing manner, how could I sit still?

I sat down next to him, quietly recalling the experiences I had experienced in the past five or six days since boarding the icebreaker, while waiting for him to wake up.

I want to ask him what he has plans and what can I do for him.

Fan Chong may be really tired. After sleeping for a whole night, he didn't wake up until it was approaching dusk.

"Huh, where are they?" Fan Chong saw that I was the only one sitting beside him, and he was very surprised to get up, but he forgot to break an arm and almost fell down without any attention.

I hurriedly helped him: "They were all gone, Jiang Dayu went to collect the body of his younger brother. The son of Sixth Master, who had been in a coma for more than 20 years, finally woke up and rushed back in a hurry."

"Then...what is Lina and that girl?"

"She's gone, too."

"Let's go, where have you been?" Fan Chong asked hurriedly when he saw that my expression was a little wrong.

"Like Pike, Chen Jiang died. She could not accept the tragic death of her father and brother, and she couldn't think of it and committed suicide by jumping into Jiang."

I thought about it all day and finally came up to deceive Fan Chong.

Compared to death, the upright Fan Chong is even more difficult to accept deception.

In other words, Lina, his good apprentice, is really dead, and she dies completely!

"Why don't you stop her? Why!" Fan Chong's one arm tightly grabbed my collar and shook it constantly.

I didn't move, letting him shake.

In fact, I am not willing to face the current tragic situation.

The situation was urgent at that time and I didn't feel anything yet.

Looking back now, Jiang Xiaoyu, Karov, and even Parker and William, if possible, I don’t want this to be their final outcome!

Fan Chong shook for a while, lowered his arms dejectedly, and remained silent for a long time: "Please accompany me to the riverside for a walk, and then take a look at the last look of the Russians and Lina."

I didn't say anything, and helped him stand up.

It was not until this time that I realized that Fan Chong's body was so weak that he could hardly stand firmly. It was unimaginable that he was a powerful master in the water a day ago.

The wind on the riverside was as cold as a knife. Fan Chong ignored my dissuasion and sat blankly on the shore, staring at the surging river without blinking.

There was no crying, no chattering, and not even a tear. I just sat there blankly and looked at it blankly.

His already snow-white stubble and hair were covered with a layer of white frost.

"Old Fan, let's go." After a long time, I helped him up.

He was not stubborn or obedient, just like an old piece of wood, letting me lift it up and take mechanical steps step by step.

"Old Fan, where do you want to go? No matter where you want to go, I will arrange it for you." After returning to the house, I covered him with a quilt and asked softly.

Fan Chong slowly shook his head, his eyes still dumbfounded, "I won't go anywhere, I'll stay here."

"I am an orphan. I have never seen my parents since I was a child. I was raised by an old fisherman. When I was six years old, he died... to catch another fish so that I could make dinner for me, but he was too old. He was pulled into the water by the fish without paying attention. I remember he finally smiled at me. I thought he was still making me happy like before, and then he would suddenly pop out of the water, holding a fish in his hand, but that time, he never popped up again."

"I have no relatives or friends. Although I long for it, no one is willing to pay attention to me, not one."

"Gradually, I got used to this kind of life, catching fish by myself, cooking by myself, and sleeping to and turning by myself..."

"When you are in a good mood, you go to gamble and lose all your money. When you are in a bad mood, you will be drunk with the jar. Whoever messes with me will kill him if you have any disagreement."

"For so many years, except for the Russians who have been fighting me, let alone friends, there is not even an enemy."

"You may not believe it. These days with you are the days when I talk the most, and the happiest days! I don't know how to laugh, but I've always been very happy and happy in my heart, but... but in a blink of an eye, nothing is gone."

"Where am I going? What can I do? If I don't leave, I will stay here. I will talk to the Russians and Lina for no reason, and fish in vain. When I will fall into the water like an old man, and it will be quiet and everything will be over..." Fan Chong smiled.

I twitched my lips and wanted to persuade him, but in the end I didn't say anything.

Perhaps, Fan Chong is the same as Parker at this time, and this is his wish, the destination he hopes, and any happiness you imagine is painful in their eyes.

I found the owner of this house, the sister-in-law with the ghost surname, and proposed to buy this house, and hoped that they could take care of Xia Fan Chong's life from time to time.

But the sister-in-law said, "I don't have to worry anymore." Director Liu had already arranged everything before leaving, saying that as long as Fan Chong lives well, they would pay them 100,000 yuan in alimony every year."

It seems that Liu Laoliu had long expected Fan Chong to make such a decision.

I stayed with Fan Chong in this small village for a few days before I got into a carriage heading to the town.

As the wheels crushed the ice and snow, the village became farther and farther away, gradually becoming blurred in my eyes.

Wunin Village, this village is well-known.

I couldn't help but think of a poem:

The world is full of our generation, and the years have passed.

The emperor's hegemony is chatting and laughing, and life is drunk.

Holding a sword and crossing the cavalry and wielding the ghost rain, the bones are astonished as a mountain bird.

Things are like trendy people, and I only sigh that a few people in the world have returned.
Chapter completed!