Chapter 39: A Song of Remnant Love for the Red Dust
After a short silence, the camp master looked at Xu Qing and suddenly opened his mouth.
"Kid, how about letting this matter go, you've already saved Team Lei, and this person is dead, there's no need for you and I to continue our deadly battle."
"Furthermore, I am an elder of the Vajra Sect, for you to continue in a deadly battle with me is tantamount to going to war with the Vajra Sect, and the old ancestor of my sect is a Foundation Establishment powerhouse!"
Xu Qing was silent, suddenly spewing out a mouthful of blood, his body staggered a little in his right hand raised as if to wipe it.
Right at this moment, the camp master who had just opened his mouth and wanted to stop the war, suddenly had a cold flash in his eyes, and the whole person blasted towards Xu Qing.
The whole person rushed towards Xu Qing here with a bang, the speed was so fast that the golden light of the whole body exploded like never before at this moment, and the whole person seemed to have transformed into a golden body.
"The Third Law of Vajra!"
From afar, the camp lord's entire body was filled with golden light, his aura was astounding, and his killing chance was even more incomparably strong.
Xu Qing, on the other hand, did not have the slightest change in his complexion, his original staggering intent instantly disappearing as if everything was false, his raised right hand was not wiping the blood, but was raised above his head, and his eyes, which were full of the color of blood, were also slightly closed.
His mind conjured up that day within the temple, the statue of the god that walked down like a deity, raising his hand with that stunning and incomparable slash that seemed to contain some kind of great Dao.
This slash, which he had imitated countless times, had never been used.
Now, he felt that he could use it.
A purple light erupted from his upper body, covering his entire body, as well as his raised right hand.
Unlike the golden color of the idol, what Xu Qing emitted after copying it, was a purple intent.
Under this violet light, at the moment when the camp lord's hiss there approached, Xu Qing's right hand, seemingly at random, slowly fell.
There wasn't any surprise, it was very ordinary, very simple, and in this ordinariness there seemed to be some extraordinary flavor contained within.
This extraordinary rhyme makes all the purple light instantly converge Xu Qing's right hand, in the moment of falling, even in his head, blurred a ...... huge knife shadow!
This shadow is huge, like a heavenly sword!
Purple light rises and shines, replacing the sunlight, replacing the golden aura, replacing everything, along with Xu Qing's right hand together, suddenly ...... chopping down!
The sky thundered, the ground of the campground roared, and the strong wind accompanied by the piercing light, like a tidal wave rumbled and exploded in all directions.
All of the scavengers involuntarily retreated in the midst of it, and the body of the camp master changed from the previous rush, to slowing down, until it came to a halt a zhang away in front of Xu Qing.
He stared blankly at Xu Qing in front of him, slowly lowering his head to look at the ground beneath his feet.
Under his feet, a straight crack appeared in the earth ...... This crack was seven or eight zhang long, spreading from under him behind him.
"This knife ......" The camp master muttered, blood marks suddenly appeared on his forehead, which split to his chin in a flash, and swept across his chest until after the dantian, blood erupted, and his body was in the same place, and directly turned into two halves, and collapsed.
The surrounding area was silent, only the rapid breathing sound, revealing the unbelievable horror in the hearts of the crowd.
Under the setting sun, the afterglow sprinkled down on the bloodstained ground, reflecting the lonely face of the teenager, a drop of blood flowed down between his fingers, dripping on the ground in the blood puddle, splashing layers of ripples.
The figure in the ripples, some fuzzy can not see, but the intention of the few and the coldness in the eyes, but clear through.
Xu Qing silently put away the bloodstained dagger and the black iron sign, and after removing the talismanic treasure with blurred handwriting, he turned around and walked towards Cross and Luan Ya within the crowd.
Cross and Luan Ya, with awe within their complexions, looked at Xu Qing as he walked towards them, and watched as he silently took over the unconscious Lei Team, who had run out of oil and light, and carried it on his back as he walked away.
So he also lowered his head, following him far away.
Under the setting sun, Xu Qing's shadow was drawn long, covering the blood on the ground, revealing an unspeakable sadness.
The scavengers in the surroundings couldn't help but look at his figure, at the blood and corpses that filled the long street.
This blood seemed to connect into a shocking blood trail behind Xu Qing.
Some people recalled the blood scar that Xu Qing had scratched through when he had dragged the Giant Horned Python within that fighting arena in the initial entry camp trial.
The two images, the two blood trails, seemed to overlap at this moment.
"Kid!" It wasn't just whoever, was the first to shout out, soon all the scavengers that converged here, shouted out.
"Children!!!"
"Children!!!"
The voices grew louder and louder, and there were old men, children, strong men, and women with feathers on their heads.
One by one, their eyes slowly all revealed fervor, hissing voice gradually monstrous echo.
This is ...... the unique salute of scavengers!
......
At sunset dusk, at the entrance of the campground.
Xu Qing was carrying the Thunder Team on his back, and as he walked here, he turned back to look at Cross and Luan Teeth.
The two also looked at Xu Qing, awe and complexity in their eyes, obviously guessing something.
"Is it time to go?" Cross said softly.
"I'm going to give Team Lei one last ride, and then ...... I'm leaving." Xu Qing nodded.
Cross and Luan Teeth were silent.
Xu Qing's heart was flooded with parting thoughts, and he gave them a deep look before his gaze crossed over to look at this camp that he had resided in for almost half a year.
"Take care." Luan Ya gazed at Xu Qing, stepping forward to help him straighten his disheveled hair, not minding the blood on his body as she gently hugged him.
"What about you guys." Xu Qing didn't reject Luan Ya's hug and asked softly.
"We're also leaving this place, don't worry, Cross and I have arms and legs, and our strength is still okay, we can go to any camp." Luan Tooth smiled and spoke.
Cross still didn't say anything, but went up and gave Xu Qing a firm hug.
Xu Qing took a deep breath, waved his hand at them, turned around and took big strides, walking out of the camp's gate, toward the direction of the forbidden zone, walking further and further away.
Behind him, in the setting sun, Cross and Luan Ya stood there silently, looking away from him, until Xu Qing's figure disappeared at the end of its purpose, and Luan Ya muttered.
"Cross, in our future, will we see him again? Unfortunately, we don't know his name yet."
"Will it ...... name, not important." Cross said softly, taking Luan Ya's hand.
Xu Qing walked away, leaving the camp and heading towards the forbidden zone.
He carried the Lei team on his back, silently moving forward, as when the Lei team was seriously injured he carried, as when he parted to send off he carried, the same road, the same people.
But he could feel that the Lei team was getting lighter and lighter, and the vitality in his body was getting less and less, and the intent of death could not be stopped from pervading.
The sadness in Xu Qing's heart grew thicker and thicker.
Silently stepping into the jungle, silently walking in the forbidden area, silently walking towards a direction, constantly walking, time slowly passed, the sun had already set, and darkness descended.
But seemingly sensing the blood aura and residual killing intent on Xu Qing's body, no foreign beasts appeared in front of him along the way, allowing Xu Qing to sadly move forward here.
It wasn't until an hour later that a faint voice, came out hoarsely behind him.
"Kid, I just had a dream."
Team Lei woke up with a mesmerizing trance in his expression and murmured a low voice.
He didn't bother to ask why he was here, or why Xu Qing had appeared, nor did he talk about his experience.
"I dreamt of Peach Red, and I dreamt of you as well."
Xu Qing's eyes were a little red, the sadness in his heart intensified, and his speed was even faster, but he tried to keep it steady, heading towards his destination, getting closer and closer.
"In the dream you are still very well-behaved, in the academy you were first every time."
Team Lei wanted to laugh, but it seemed that these few words, consumed most of his strength, his voice gradually weakened, murmuring softly before passing out.
"What a nice dream."
"Kid, I'm not going to be able to hold on."
Xu Qing lowered his head and sped with all his might, on the way, he tried to use his own purple crystals to help Team Lei, but it was useless, unable to retain his vitality.
Finally, after half an hour, he arrived at the place where they had encountered the song that day, still the same area, still the same big tree.
Arriving here, Xu Qing gently put down Team Lei and helped him lean against the tree, his eyes reddening and his nose sour as he looked at the wrinkled, oiled old man in front of him.
"Lei Team." Xu Qing said softly.
The old man leaned against the tree and slowly opened his eyes.
Eyes cloudy, blankly looking at the world in front of him, for a long time he seemed to recognize what place this was, gradually smiled, and there was some light in his eyes.
"Child, is there any wine?"
Xu Qing nodded his head silently and took out a jug of wine from his leather pouch, placing it at the old man's mouth and feeding him a large gulp.
This sip of wine made the light of the old man's eyes even brighter at this moment, like the last glow of a candle.
Seemingly at this moment, he took in Xu Qing's red eyes and smiled.
"Why are you still crying."
As if Lei Team had gained some strength, he struggled to sit upwards under Xu Qing's assistance.
Leaning against the tree, he wanted to raise his hand to touch Xu Qing's head, but couldn't do so, but at the moment it gave up, Xu Qing took his hand and slowly placed it on his own head.
The old man smiled.
"Actually, I'm still relatively lucky, at the very least, at this time, there are people to keep me company, there's wine to drink, and there's someone to bury me after I die."
"And in the midst of this world, the multitude of people, and how many lonely and miserable deaths, silently alone exposed to the wilderness."
"In fact, ah, death is not terrible, terrible is before dying, before the eyes of a familiar people are not ......"
Speaking here, the afterglow in the eyes of the Lei team slowly dimmed, he suddenly opened his mouth.
"Child, I want to take another sip."
Xu Qing inner sadness filled, take its wine pot gently placed on the Lei team's mouth, between the wine overflow, the Lei team looked behind him, color trance, murmured and whispered.
"Taohong, have you come to pick me up ......"
Wine, spilled on the old man's lapel, fell into the soil, he did not drink, the light of his eyes along with the fire of life, extinguished.
Xu Qing's body trembled, his head lowered, the sadness within him could no longer be controlled, spreading out in his heart and covering his entire body.
He gripped the wine pot with all his might, not even realizing that it had changed shape in his hands.
Until a long time later, Xu Qing bit his lip and silently placed the wine pot aside, looking up at the old man in front of him who would never wake up.
He couldn't control the image that surfaced in his mind of the other party within the ruins of the city, suddenly turning back to look at himself from afar.
"Child, are you willing to leave here with me?"
Tears, drop by drop, slid down the corners of Xu Qing's eyes.
It melted away the blood and grime on his face, shedding two clear traces that fell onto his lapel.
Growing up in the slums, he hadn't been able to cry a long time ago.
But today, he didn't hold back, looking at the old man's body until it was dark again, he silently buried the old man and the jug, under the tree.
Scavengers don't need monuments, because there is no one to pay tribute.
But the old man had a monument.
In front of the tombstone, Xu Qing stared blankly.
Until a long, long time, he took out a ball of burlap from his leather bag and took out the only piece of sugar inside.
Silently put it in his mouth, leaned against the tree, and closed his eyes.
Sugar, very sweet.
Someone had told Xu Qing that eating it when he was sad would make him feel better.
