Urban Undying Heavenly Venerable

The beginning of heaven and earth, everything is growing, the vast history, like a tsunami like a landslide, sweeping endless time.

& lt;p>Human life, plants and trees in autumn, from birth to twilight, until turned into dead bones, this is the fate of mortals.

In ancient times, there were emperors who suffered from illness and pain. In order to avoid death, they worshiped the heavens and sought longevity, but they could only be buried in the loess in the end.

birth, aging, sickness and death, mortal sorrow, no one can break this iron law.

……

Broken Heart Mountain, the mountain is very high and towering, is one of the eight wonders of the world, located in the territory of Xia Country.

The mountain is steep and smooth as a wall. The birds do not fall, and the beasts are without a trace. If a mortal wants to climb to the top, it is just a fantasy story. From here you can also see that this mountain is extremely sinister.

At the top of Broken Heart Mountain, the north wind is bitter.

Ye Xuan overlooking the common people In the vast sea of ​​clouds, there is endless loneliness and vicissitudes in his eyes, as if everything can not cause him the slightest disturbance.

"Time flies, time flies, four years have passed, do you...remember me?"

"Or... already thought I was buried in the loess "

Ye Xuan has a big secret. He was originally a patient with advanced leukemia. He should be a dying. Four years ago, he left the bustling city and came to Broken Heart Mountain. God gave him a chance, opened a dusty door for him, and let him live to the present.

No, not only survived, over the past four years, Ye Xuan has gained something, but also lost something. What he gained is strength, what he lost...maybe the mercy he once had Heart!

"Everything is born with death. Today Ye Xuan breaks cocoon and transforms butterfly, and should step on the world again."

hong long long.

Like a stormy sea, like rocks piercing through the sky, when Ye Xuan’s voice sounded, the thunder cut through the sky, thousands of lightning criss-crossed in the clouds, and thousands of thousands of lightning came from the depths of Broken Heart Mountain. The roar of the thousand beasts seems to be witnessing Ye Xuan's oath.

Winds and Clouds Converge, thunder is out.

Ye Xuan stepped out in one step, and endless waves appeared in the void. The whole person turned into a stream of light and disappeared on the top of Broken Heart Mountain.

……

cold wind whistling, the snow is majestic, at this time it is the twelfth lunar winter, pedestrians in small groups on the road, vehicles on the road are also slightly scarce, but a depressed silhouette Go forward in the flying snow.

Snowflakes flying and falling continuously on the top of Ye Xuan's hair, and his thin body moved forward steadily until Ye Xuan stopped and stood in front of a hospital.

Southern River City, affiliated to the People’s First Hospital.

A plaque with black characters on a white background caught Ye Xuan’s eyes.

"It's been four years, and I'm back here again!" Ye Xuan lightly said, and a bit of bitterness passed across his eyes.

Four years ago, he was terminally ill, and he was treated in this hospital. He spent all his family savings, but in the end he was only given a mortal diagnosis.

Ye Xuan clearly remembers the desperate look in his mother's eyes, the clenched fists of the younger brother, the crying red eyes of the younger sister... and a letter brought by the indifferent father.

It was also on that day that Ye Xuan taking advantage of the night disappeared in the hospital because he didn't want to die in front of his relatives and make them sad and sad for himself.

Go back to the old place again, things have remained the same, but people have changed.

Four years have passed, and no one knows what he has experienced. He can live to the present, but he has walked out of the sea of ​​blood and bones. The experience of this cannot be told to anyone.

The sea of ​​blood drifts, all thoughts are ashamed, struggling between life and death, recovering from ruin and dying...blood...endless blood...beautiful and magnificent...

Ye Xuan was in a trance. His four-year experience was like a bloody nightmare. He was deep in his memories. His facial expressions were sometimes distorted and sometimes tyrannical. It was not until an abrupt voice came that he suddenly woke up.

"Hey, young man, don't stand outside in such a cold day. Have you encountered any difficulties?" A fifty-year-old man in a security uniform opened the door of the mail room and walked quickly Walk towards Ye Xuan.

"Senior, is Dr. Xia Qui here?" Ye Xuan asked.

"You are talking about Director Xia Qui, right?"

While talking, the old man at the door took Ye Xuan towards the mail room until the two of them entered the house. Also cut off the cold wind and snow outside.

"Senior, can you contact Dr. Xia Qui for me?" Ye Xuan went straight to the subject.

"Okay, wait a minute."

The old man was not nagging, so he picked up the phone on the desk and started the call.

……

In the director's office.

Xia Qui was watching the case in hand, and as the phone rang next to her, she asked her to pick it up.

"Hello."

"Director Xia? There is a youngster looking for you."

"What is her name, can I have an appointment?"

Xia Qui, as the chief physician of the hospital, receives many family members of patients every day. Naturally, it is not surprising that someone is looking for her.

"By the way, what is your name?" The old man's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Ye Xuan, the leaf of bamboo leaves, the xuan of Xuanyuan."

ka-cha.

Suddenly, the water glass in Xia Qui's hand fell quietly, making the sound of glass breaking, and the whole person was completely sluggish.

"Hey, hello, Director Xia, what's wrong with you?" An old man's inquiry came from the other end of the phone.

"No...impossible...absolutely impossible...Let...let him come to see me."

Xia Qui bit her lips tightly, the voice in her mouth intermittently, if you go carefully Hearing, you will find that there is an extremely shocked emotion in her voice.

Don’t blame Xia Qui for being so horrified, because she will never forget a picture.

Four years ago, when a teenager was lying on a hospital bed, when she asked his name for the first time, that was how the other party answered her.

"Aunt, my name is Ye Xuan, the leaves of bamboo leaves, the leaves of Xuanyuan."

He is terminally ill, and his life is dead. The other party is only fourteen years old, but Being able to face life and death with a smile, this is for any adult, I am afraid that he will not be as calm as the boy, which also made Xia Qui very impressed with the boy.

Unfortunately, in the middle of the night, the boy escaped from the hospital, and there has been no news of him ever since.

It’s just that Xia Qui understands that the boy named Ye Xuan just doesn’t want to let his relatives watch him die in pain at the end of his life.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, the child was already in the advanced stage of cancer, and four years have passed. I am afraid that the child is already..."

As Ye Xuan back then No one knows Ye Xuan's condition better than her. She can be absolutely sure that the teenager was buried in the loess.

"Damn it, this joke is not funny at all, no matter who you are, I will never spare you."

Obviously, joking with a dead child, This is an unforgivable fault for Xia Qui, who has professional qualities.

Xia Qui suppressed her anger and waited for the other person's appearance with a cold face, but the grip of the pen betrayed her uneasy mood.