Chapter 41 Chapter Two Survival

Yan Fei's consciousness seemed to be at the bottom of the darkest and deepest ocean, gradually rising up, floating like a rootless duckweed, his thoughts gradually condensed, his body gradually warmed from ice cold, and finally let out a groan, opened his eyes Eye. Entering the illusion, it is as unreal as a dream. It was a spacious room, elegantly and simply furnished. He sat up on the bed with the quilt in his arms, and the sunlight came in gently from the window on one side. The world outside was silver and white, as if it had just snowed heavily. His feeling at this moment is extremely strange and weird, because he is in front of him, and there is no place to connect with the previous world, even though it is only fragmentary memory, blurred and unclear.

The sunlight was not strong, but he felt unbearable, so he quickly closed his eyes and breathed rapidly. Why are you here? He naturally observed the condition of his body, his limbs were recovering strength, but the true energy that was also full seemed to be there, unable to condense at all. Yan Fei's heart shook violently, knowing that he had lost his internal strength and became an ordinary person. The footsteps come from far and near. Yan Fei turned his gaze to the door, there should be a small hall outside the door, the visitor has already stepped into the hall and is walking towards the room.

Who could it be? A little servant girl stepped over the threshold and appeared in front of her eyes. Although she was not beautiful, she had good features and a pair of big eyes, which was very attractive.She didn't seem to have thought that Yan Fei, who was sleeping in the tent, would wake up. She walked in easily, put a wooden basin filled with hot water on the bedside table, and took it off again as it was steaming. Put the towel on your shoulders and put it in the water. Yan Fei wanted to call a girl, but suddenly it became extremely difficult to speak, and his voice reached his throat, turning into a groan.

The little maid shook violently, with an extremely weird expression on her face. She looked into the tent and saw Yan Fei who was sitting up. She took two steps back as if seeing a ghost, holding her chest, her eyes shot unbelievable What the eyes see. Yan Fei also stared at her blankly, puzzled by her violent reaction. The little servant girl's lips trembled slightly, as if she was about to speak, but her lower pair of legs involuntarily retreated. When she reached the door, she screamed, turned around and ran wildly, across the hall, not knowing where she went. Yan Fei felt weak for a while, and lay back on the couch, looking at the top of the tent.

God!What is it all about?Could it be that the underworld looks like this, it is no different from the world before death.How much better would it have been if it had been his dead mother who had entered the room? The memories before he lost consciousness returned to the ocean of memories one by one, and the vest still had a vague cold feeling of being hit hard by Ren Yao's palms with all his strength. Where is Butterfly Love Flower? Yan Fei sat up again, looking around, and when he saw Dielianhua hanging on the wall of the room safe and sound, accompanied by Pang Yi's chopping knife, a warm feeling rose in his heart, and then he smiled wryly.For him at this moment, Die Lianhua has lost its due role.

Could it be that Ren Yao's palms had shaken away the inner strength he had cultivated since childhood?Thinking about it, don’t you realize that?Could it be the legacy of Dan Jie? The footsteps sounded again, and three to six people were rushing towards his place, before changing, he would definitely be able to grasp the exact number of people coming from the footsteps. Yan Fei sighed secretly, closed his eyes, and thought to himself, it must be Ren Yao or the witch Qingti who came, otherwise I will be in trouble. A male voice said from outside the door: You stay here. Yan Fei breathed a sigh of relief, because it wasn't Ren Yao's voice.

Brother Yan woke up? Yan Fei was taken aback, because he didn't hear the sound of someone approaching the bed, and slowly opened his eyes, a middle-aged man about forty years old, wearing a green suit and a warrior uniform, stood upright beside the bed, his eyes shot out joyful and earnest expressions , looking at himself carefully. Yan Fei sat up, put his hands on his bent knees, shook his head to shake off the random thoughts in his mind, and asked in a deep voice: "What is this place?" The man opened the sleeping tent, hung up the tent hooks, sat on the edge of the bed, and said kindly, "It's Xie's Mansion in Wuyi Lane, Jiankang City."

The man showed a sympathetic and regretful expression, and said softly: "Brother Yan was injured by Ren Yao in Bianhuangji, and has been in a coma. Master Xuan sent Brother Yan to Shouyang, and then transferred him here."Fortunately, the sky opened his eyes, and Brother Yan finally woke up. He hesitated and said: "Brother Yan, how is the current situation?" Yan Fei thought to himself, then he had been in a coma for at least ten days, ignored his question, and said: How long have I been in a coma? The man replied: It happens to be a hundred days! Yan Fei said in disbelief: What?

The man said affirmatively: It really happened to be a hundred days. Master Xuan repelled Ren Yao and rescued Brother Yan. Brother Yan was in a state of fetal breathing similar to that of a monk, with almost no vitality, only his heart was beating slowly .Brother Yan didn't drink half a drop of water in a hundred days, even Master Zhi Dun, who is proficient in medicine and alchemy, was puzzled by Brother Yan's situation. Yan Fei moved away the brocade tent, stretched his muscles and bones, his heart was surprisingly peaceful, and he was not depressed because of the loss of internal strength. He looked at the entrance, and several people were looking at him with their heads poking around. Characters, including the little servant girl with big eyes.

The man asked again with concern: How does Brother Yan feel? Yan Fei stopped moving and said: "Brother Gao's name is your name?" The man replied: I am Song Beifeng, a follower of Lord An. Yan Fei smiled and said: So it's Brother Song, I've heard of Brother Song's name in Bianhuangji. Song Beifeng said modestly: I have nothing worth mentioning. Yan Fei said: Brother Song is too modest.I am in good condition now. I haven't eaten or drank anything for 100 days, and I still don't feel any hunger or thirst. I can't believe it.Isn't it the Spring Festival today?

Song Beifeng probed: Brother Yan, can luck stop the bleeding? Yan Fei said lightly: This aspect is finished, and I will never have anything to do with martial arts and swordsmanship in the future! Song Beifeng shook violently, showing an expression of heartache and pity, but hesitated to speak, and finally said: "It's strange!"If brother Yan was seriously injured and his true energy flowed randomly, resulting in the disaster of losing his kung fu, then at the least, he would go mad and become paralyzed; at the worst, he would burn the scriptures and die!How could Brother Yan look like a normal person?Moreover, the expression in the eyes gathers but does not disperse, hides but does not show, there must be subtleties beyond our understanding. Yan Fei calmly said: Don't bother thinking about things you can't figure out. Although I lost my martial arts, my spirit is very good, and I feel a little relieved to be resurrected from the dead.I really want to go around and see how Jiankang Bizhi has changed five years ago. Song Beifeng sincerely admires Yan Fei for not caring about the survival and waste of martial arts, and he did not mention a single word of the great achievements he made for the Southern Jin Dynasty, which made him even more respectful, and said happily: "Brother Yan is very popular, Song is happy By the grace of the Lord.However, please wait for a moment, I must notify Mr. An and Mr. Gao immediately. Yan Fei was surprised and said: Mr. Gao? Song Beifeng said: "It's Mr. Gao Yan. I know you came here. For more than two months, he has come to visit once a day, and the wind and snow will not change."Only brothers Yan who are so heroic can make friends like Mr. Gao. Yan Fei lost his voice and said: It's that kid Gao Yan!What is he doing here? Song Beifeng lowered his voice as if he was afraid of being heard by the servants standing outside the threshold: Mr. Gao is a romantic person, and Bianhuangji has been burned to ruins, so he is happy to forget here.But he really cares about you, Xiaoqi also saw him sitting beside your bed several times and secretly crying. Yan Fei was stunned and said: This kid actually cried for me?He laughed again and said: Maybe it's because he's afraid that no one will protect him? How did Song Beifeng figure out the confusion between the two of them? He patted Yan Fei on the shoulder, stood up and said: Xiao Qi will serve Brother Yan to wash and change clothes. up. He laughed and left the room. Yan Fei moved to the edge of the bed, his feet touched the ground, and he felt a sense of survival!Although I don't know whether there will be future blessings, it's hard to care about. What's even more strange is that he didn't resent anyone, including Qingti and Ren Yao who made him like this.Let the past be the past!Since he couldn't die, he had to try to adapt to the ordinary life after losing his martial arts. Son! Yan Fei raised his head and shifted his gaze from his feet to Xiao Qi's big eyes with a trembling expression. The others still dared not come in and stayed outside the door to wait for orders.He couldn't help but smiled and said: Are you still afraid of me? Xiao Qi's pretty face flushed immediately, she shook her head desperately, then patted her chest again, with a charming demeanor of a charming girl, she lowered her head and said: "My servant is rude, alas!"These days, the young master has been lying still, not breathing through his mouth and nose, but fortunately his body is still soft and warm, alas!The servant girl really doesn't know how to say it! Yan Fei laughed dumbly and said: Are you treating me as a zombie? Xiao Qi peeped at him with big eyes embarrassingly, and said embarrassingly: "Your servant is timid!"Don't be offended, son.The son is really easy-going and easy-going, and now he is back to health, thank God! Then lightly inserted Xiao Man's waist, turned his head and shouted coquettishly: "Why don't you come over and serve the young master!" A Fuwei warrior and two healthy servants rushed in in a hurry, trying to help Yan Fei. Yan Fei gestured to stop him, and tried to stand up from the bed. The moment he stood up straight, an indescribable feeling spread all over his body, warm and indescribably beneficial. The Fu Wei was surprised and said: "Is the young master feeling unwell?" After a while, Yan Fei returned to his original shape, feeling weak for a while, and put his hands on the shoulders of the Fuwei to support his body, saying: "This eldest brother's surname is Gao." The young warrior was flattered and said: "The boy is called Liang Dingdu, and he is Master Song's apprentice." Seeing Yan Fei's easy-going and amiable character, another servant of the government became more courageous, and said with a smile: "What apprentice?"Master Song never officially accepted disciples. Liang Ding was obviously used to arguing with them, and retorted: Why not?At least half of my apprentice, Master Song doesn't treat me as an apprentice, how can he teach me the superior swordsmanship? Xiao Qi smiled happily and said: Don't be noisy!Hurry up and help the young master to wash and change clothes, otherwise when Master Song comes back and invites the young master to see Mr. An, you will look good to me. Yan Fei was still pondering over the weird warmth when he stood up just now.Listening to their gossip and family-style laughter, he felt indescribable feelings, which he only felt when he was a child. The memories before coma were constantly flowing back into his mind, reorganizing his memory map that seemed to belong to the reincarnation of the previous life, and blurted out: Did Xie Xuan win the battle? This sentence immediately caused you to praise Xie Xuan's brilliance and martial arts one by one, how he defeated Fu Jian and left everyone, and everyone became an expert in commenting on the war.However, Yan Fei, the chief teacher, understood that the Jin army won a complete victory in the battle of Feishui, and at the same time remembered what Song Beifeng said, Bianhuangji had been burned to ruins. Another frightening thought came to him, and he asked: Did something happen to Liu Yu? The three of Liang Dingdu were stunned, apparently they had never heard of Liu Yu's name. Instead, Xiao Qi said: "Should Mr. Yan be talking about Deputy General Liu?"He was the one who personally sent the young master to Bird Clothes Lane!Then left in a hurry.Is he a good friend of Mr. Gao, or did he bring Mr. Gao here. Yan Fei thought to himself, it must be Liu Yu who was promoted to lieutenant general at least two months ago.His current condition remains in question.well!There is still Pang Yi whose life and death are uncertain, and he can't help anymore, so he can only fulfill the duty of notifying and warning.Suddenly, those mysterious and beautiful eyes appeared in the heart lake.This time the distance is even further!But that is not the physical distance, but the psychological distance.Because Yan Fei no longer belongs to the world where the blade licks blood. Xie An stood in the Wanghuai Pavilion in the east courtyard with his hands behind his back, leaning on the railing to look down at the never-satisfying, slowly flowing river below, but he himself felt quite exhausted! The joy brought by the battle of Feishui has been replaced by the fierce battle of the court today.Sima Yao has become very powerful. Since two months ago, he accepted the beauty presented by Sima Daozi as a nobleman, and the Hu people in the north are no longer a threat. With wine and lust, power gradually fell into the hands of Sima Daozi, and he began to exclude him, Xie An. What made him most distressed was his son-in-law Wang Guobao, who together with Sima Daozi kept speaking ill of Sima Yao, ruining his reputation, making Sima Yao's trust in him worse than before, and the situation took a turn for the worse. The sound of footsteps came, and Song Beifeng's voice sounded behind him: "Young Master Yan is here!" Putting aside his worries, Xie An turned around happily, his eyes lit up, and he looked at the young boy in plain clothes, who still didn't hide his high spirits. Yan Fei was also looking at him. This romantic prime minister, known as the most famous person in the world, was blown by the river wind, his clothes fluttering, and he looked like a fairy. Xie Anchang smiled and said: "The peak reaches the clouds, the clear stream bottoms out, Yan flies into the sky, brother Yan's recovery is gratifying, congratulations." An excitement that he didn't understand surged in Yan Fei's heart, and he smiled wryly: Thank you Mr. An for your concern, Mr. An's praise, but he is ashamed.Yan Fei has lost all his martial arts, and has become cold and disheartened about the affairs of the world. He no longer has the ambition to soar high in the sky, and only hopes to spend the rest of his life in a mediocre manner. Xie An moved forward with a smile, took his hand, and dragged it to the side of the railing, letting Yan Fei stand side by side with him and look at the railing, and then let go of his hand. Song Beifeng retreated quietly, his heart full of pity and grief for Yan Fei's loss of martial arts.He had checked Yan Fei's pulse just now, and he knew clearly that Yan Fei's internal energy had completely disappeared, and he had become an ordinary person. Yan Fei didn't feel overwhelmed by the special love of the famous figures in the dynasty. He has always been a loner, aloof and out of the crowd, and he doesn't care about power and status at all.However, he couldn't help feeling respect for Xie An. With Xie An's status and status, he didn't put on airs at all to the poor family like others. It can be seen that he has a broad mind, and his elegant speech and behavior are even more impressive. He is heartbroken. Xie An said leisurely and fascinated: It is said that in the fourth year of Huangchu, Cao Zhi left the capital one day and came to the bank of Luoshui at sunset. When the sun rises, if you look closely, there will be green waves coming out of Ruohua, and you can't help being fascinated!When the beautiful woman held up the Qiong Cup to offer to each other, and invited her to meet in the abyss, she disappeared in an instant. Then I realized that I was lucky to meet the goddess of Luoshui. However, people and gods have different ways and have no reason to communicate. The Luoshen Fu passed down to later generations. Yan Fei stared at the pure and beautiful world purified by snow on the other side of the Qinhuai River, and the boats on the river were constantly coming and going, listening to Xie An's sudden nostalgia for the past, and telling such a sad story of love between man and god to a stranger like himself, adding Face your own loss and confusion, don't have a feeling in your heart. Xie An is worthy of a romantic celebrity, Yan Fei faintly felt that he wanted to use this story to express his pent-up feelings, and it could also be said that he fell in love with Yan Fei at first sight, and thought he was a person worth talking about. According to legend, Concubine Mi is the daughter of Fuxi, who drowned in Luoshui and became the god of Luoshui. It was mentioned in Qu Yuan's Lisao.Cao Zhi's Luo Shenfu describes a fruitless bitter love between man and god, and also implies Cao Zhi's own nostalgia for the family dynasty, which is a kind of ambition that cannot be rewarded and suppressed feelings.The beautiful Luoshen is just the symbol of ideals, but unfortunately, ideals are erratic and unattainable, which is exactly the portrayal of Xie An at present. Yan Fei sighed lightly and said: I wish for the southwest wind, I will die forever in your arms.Jun Huailiang is not open, what should a lowly concubine be?Since things backfired, why don't Mr. An return to Dongshan? It's far better than being in a place where there is no hope, working hard on things that cannot be fulfilled. The four poems he read came from Cao Zhi's Seven Lamentations Poems, which fully demonstrated his talent in both civil and martial arts, which was not inferior to Xie An, who was good at talking, and Xie An even proposed what he thought was an appropriate solution. Mr. Xie An forgot the feeling of his confidant, and suddenly said: "Daqin is over!" Yan Fei lost his voice in shock: What? The first thing he thought of was Tuoba Gui. If the Great Qin Dynasty were to die, the north would be torn apart immediately, and the incident happened within a hundred days after the Battle of Feishui. Will Tuoba Gui be submerged by the huge waves rising in troubled times because he has not yet established his position? Woolen cloth?