Chapter 1899 Garula (Part 1)

Shui Wunian still wanted to ask about the twenty-eight stars. Wuhun Blade suddenly had a look. Shui Wunian looked along his gaze and couldn't help but feel shocked.

In the darkness, more and more memory light curtains emerged, floating in front of 13 people, performing tailor-made joys and sorrows for them.

This illusion is like a greedy monster. After tasting the sweetness, it seems that it is no longer satisfied with the early chewing and swallowing slowly. Instead, it needs to increase the heat in one breath and sweep all these delicious "reserved foods". Looking at the large and small, flashing light balls around it, it is like pairs of eyes surrounded by the jungle, they are calculating, hiding dormant, waiting to reveal their fangs at any time.

With so many memories appearing at once, it is naturally impossible for Shui Wunian to view them at the same time. He simply looked at Mu Yongye's memories nearby.

——Once Mu Yongye was injured during a mission, and was trapped in a small village, and was rescued by a farmer.

They clearly didn't know each other, but the villagers lived by the mountains and rivers, and their hearts were simple and they were not afraid of the blood on his body. They gave him meticulous care during his recovery. When he asked tentatively, they just replied with a smile, "I think you are not a bad person."

During that period, he spent the most comfortable time in his life. He didn't have to fight for survival or worry about what would happen tomorrow. The small village was like a paradise, giving him unprecedented peace and warmth.

The farmer who took him in had a daughter, a little girl who was as cute as Qin Jia. She was very cheerful and always had a smile on her face. She liked to pick wild flowers from the mountains and woven a beautiful garland with her own hands. She liked to explore nature, lovely animals, and listen to the outside world. Mu Yongye picked some interesting things to tell her, and she would stare at him with her innocent eyes, her big eyes could not blink, and she listened with relish.

Every time she was pulled around the village, Mu Yongye would temporarily forget his identity. It seemed that he was just an ordinary young man who could work from sunrise to sunset like them, let the green mountains and clear yellow rice dye the color of life, and exchange labor and sweat for the fruits of harvest. Such simple and pure beauty may be his lifelong vision.

Even though he had been moved countless times to put aside everything and live here with anonymity, Mu Yongye finally restrained himself. After all, he was not an ordinary person. He was a slave who was in charge of the Qiandou Pavilion and he had no freedom. From the moment he got the code name "Ling Yuan", his fate was destined. He had to live to complete the task. Even if he died, he had to die in the task.

What's more, since his partner defected and had to receive a mission and killed him with his own hands, the Qiandou Pavilion will naturally be more strict and quick in the fight against the traitor. If he does not go back and report as soon as possible, the organization will definitely find him soon. By that time, it will only bring a catastrophe to this peaceful village. Those who were sent to take his life may also be a friend he once was close to.

You can't be emotional anymore. When we got up that morning, Mu Yongye resolutely said goodbye to them. The longer you stay here, the more you rely on them, the more you will be reluctant to leave, and then you will be harming others and yourself.

For various unspeakable reasons, Mu Yongye could not explain the truth to them that he was eager to leave. Fortunately, the peasant couple were reasonable people. They knew that he must have something to do, so they just told him to take good care of him and began to prepare for seeing him off.

The little girl had already had a deep relationship with him. When she heard that he was leaving, her little face felt aggrieved and seemed to be about to cry. Her parents persuaded her to comfort her, but she still pulled Mu Yongye's sleeve and begged him to "come back and see us often."

Seeing that his daughter was so reluctant, the couple thought about it and asked to keep him for breakfast. They just bought a chicken a few days ago and could be killed and stewed for him. Mu Yongye thought that he would delay so many days, so he agreed.

So the couple went to the yard to prepare, and the little girl also said she wanted to go out to flower and weave a garland for him as a farewell gift. Mu Yongye agreed with a smile. He stayed alone in the inner room, planning to carve a wood carving for the little girl.

Carving is one of his few hobbies. In his spare time, he often carves a few pieces. When he is about to go on a mission, he will also carve them when he needs to be calm. It is strange that the carving world seems to have a magic power, which can always pull him out of the chaos of reality and give him a moment of rest.

However, the carefully carved wood carvings were either given to him or thrown into the fire by himself.

He is a destroyer, and he is not very able to accept the process of making art as a creator. To put it bluntly, he does not want to or dare to leave any crystallization of hard work for himself. Any beloved thing today may become a weakness in the future.

When he was engraved with a wooden carving and a curly puppy was becoming more and more vivid in his hands, he suddenly heard a half-screaming scream outside the house.

The reason why it was said to be half a sound is because the sound stopped abruptly as soon as it sounded, as if it was cut off by the waist.

Murderous aura! The alertness of the S hand made Mu Yongye shudder. At this moment, he sensed a S aura that was incompatible with the village! Without thinking too much, he rushed out of the door almost like a conditioned reflex.

What came to his eyes immediately was a scene that he would never forget in his life.

The blood, the rich smell of x, and the strong smell of x was pungent. This village, which was like the Pure Land the day before, seemed to have fallen into the Hell of the Infinite Spot. The corpses lie horizontally, and the warm fresh x flowed together. In a trance, it was like the hands of these friendly villagers. Even if they were forcibly driven to the Yellow Spring Road, they would still support each other and rely on each other.

Among the corpses everywhere, Mu Yongye easily found the body of the family of three who took him in.

The couple was originally preparing to cook, but the accident happened too suddenly, and there was still surprise and fear on their faces. The wounds were all around their necks, and their throats were opened, and fresh x sprayed out, splashing their faces.

The little girl, probably because of her short body, dragged her fatal injury from her forehead to her chin, almost cutting her face in half. What is most sad is that her eyes were not as scared as others, and her crystal-like eyes were still so clean and clear, with full trust in the world.

Perhaps she was sitting on the grass at the entrance of the village to weave a garland. When she heard the sound, she thought it was Mu Yongye. She raised her head happily and held the garland and was about to seek credit from him. A sword light falling from the sky separated the world in her eyes. Perhaps until she died, she didn't understand why someone was hurting herself, and she didn't realize that she would say goodbye to everything she loved from now on.

The garland that was only half completed fell on the ground, and the petals were scattered by the cold wind with the smell of x. It was originally a pure white color, soaked in the spreading x water and was red, brilliant and dazzling, like the flowers blooming in the fragrant grass.

Mu Yongye's eyes seemed to have suddenly gone on strike. The images that were collected in his eyes could not enter his brain normally, and they were split in front of his consciousness like naughty water. He needed to try his best to capture them and piece them into shapes.

When his vision and thought finally synced, he felt that his throat seemed to be pressed tightly by an invisible force. A kind of bitterness with saltyness flowed backwards from x, looking for an outlet in his eyes and throat.

He suddenly wanted to disgust. He had clearly performed S-hand tasks more than once. He was used to seeing X-rays, but he felt his stomach surging and he just wanted to lay his head and vomit.

The semi-finished puppy wood sculpture also rolled to the ground and was hugged into x-po. Mu Yongye walked stiffly towards the little girl's body step by step. He squatted in front of her, trying to close his eyes for her, but he raised his palms and raised them, but he could not fall down. Perhaps he thought of such a clear gaze, and he would never see him again, or perhaps he thought that his appearance caused her this disaster, and he felt ashamed of her and had no face to help her rest.

He just looked at her quietly. After a long time, a cold mockery sound was sent by the lingering x-colored storm, adding a bit of cruelty.

"When the enemy is in front of him, the priority is not the enemy, but the S people. If it weren't me here today, I'm afraid you'll have gone down to accompany them now."

Mu Yongye suddenly raised his head and saw a young man standing quietly not far away. He was wearing a peach-colored hooded sweatshirt, very warm. The larger hat was crooked on his head, making him feel lazy.

A short mica gray hair, but the bangs on the right were dyed half-flammable and half-blue-cyan, and a watery luster flowing in the sun. The bangs were cut very long, almost completely covering the right eye. Now he looked down at him with his half-discovered left eye.

If we can ignore the x-spots stained on his sweatshirt, he would look like a naughty and lazy dog-teaded boy next door.

Unfortunately, those x-colors mixed in the peach color are too dazzling. Mu Yongye is too familiar with this face.

"Sha Ying..." He gently spit out a name from his mouth, which hurt his mouth like charcoal, causing a look of pain to ignite in his eyes.

The boy, known as "Sha Ying", had his broken bangs lightly with the wind, and his lips curled up with a shallow curve: "I'm here again, Brother Yongye. If you are willing to call me "Garuara", maybe I'll be happy to give you a hug."

It seems to be the casual chat and laughter of a boy, but the speakers and listeners have no smiles.

Every time Mu Yongye made a sound at this time, he felt like dry gravel was rubbing his throat, and he knew the reason to ask, "You did this... Why?"

"I should ask this, right?" Sha Ying was still slugging at him lazily, her voice really felt soft and childish, but in a blink of an eye, she was dispelled by the indifference in his tone. "If I hadn't cleared the obstacles for you in time, would you really plan to return to the organization? Maybe you just want to stay here, spend one day, and deceive yourself, you can live like an ordinary person, right?"

Mu Yongye slowly clenched his fists on his knees: "I... haven't forgotten what I'm carrying. I was going to prepare to finish a breakfast with them and then go back to the organization." Looking at the little girl who was lying on the ground and had no breath, a sourness rushed to the tip of his nose again, "I really think so..."

I'm afraid only he knows how true this sentence is. And he is also hating the insincere part of his words. His weakness and hesitation are the real murderers who harmed S and the others!

Sha Ying didn't intend to go into it, he just continued to say softly and slowly:

"Brother Yongye, do you remember that you taught me personally. When we are doing S-hands, we must break off love and lose one weakness. It is a thing worth being happy about. This is what my brother taught you with his life. If you easily knowingly commit it, wouldn't it be worthless to let my brother exchange his x for the lessons worthless?"

Mu Yongye's eyes were stunned and calm. This sentence was like a nail that stabbed the wound in his heart that had never healed.

The Sha Ying in front of him was his defected partner's younger brother.

He was not like this at first. In Mu Yongye's memory, Sha Ying was a shy and weak boy. At that time, his bangs were longer, thick and dense, covering both of his eyes. Mu Yongye rarely had the chance to see his eyes, but from his politeness and obedience at that time, if someone helped him a little, he would thank him in succession. When someone shouted, he would apologize, and the eyes covered under the thick bangs should also be full of gentleness and kindness.

He is obviously not suitable for surviving in the S-hand organization. His partner dislikes him, who is dragging him down, and curses him about going to S early in the mission, so he has the chance to change partners. Sha Ying has no courage to refute, and her personality is becoming more and more inferior due to the repeated suppression of the other party. Therefore, most of the time, Mu Yongye and his partner are taking care of him and guiding him step by step in cultivation. He sincerely thanks them and has always relied on these two brothers.

After his brother defected and was executed by Mu Yongye himself, Sha Ying almost went crazy. He had always been submissive, but was used to enduring and escaping. At that time, he wanted to go to the top leaders of the organization to fight desperately. It was Mu Yongye who tried his best to stop him, persuaded him and persuaded him, and said all the good and bad things, which stopped him from sending S.

Sha Ying was too introverted. Even Mu Yongye, who was closest to him, had no chance to touch his heart except his brother. Mu Yongye thought he was just a child and could not understand such a major life and s. He could only transfer his resentment from the organization itself first to prevent him from getting stuck and hitting the stone.

"Those who do S-hands must be eliminated from love. If you lack one weakness, it is something to be happy about." This sentence was said at that time.
Chapter completed!