Chapter 2750

This time, chen fan stopped in a small village.

The village has been dilapidated, and basically all the huts have collapsed because of their disrepair. Only one hut still has a curl of smoke rising.

Chen Fan approached the hut, pushed open the firewood door, and ran into a tombstone standing in front of him.

Love wife, Tomb of pear flower.

"You're looking for me."

Out of the hut, a simple and honest looking young man looked like an ordinary Hunter instead of a monk.

With a smile on his face, he looked at Chen Fan with no resentment and no unnecessary plainness.

It is like a hospitable host, warmly welcoming friends from afar.

"I..."

"I know what you're here for, but can you wait for me?"

The hunter interrupted Chen Fan's words with a smile and invited him into the hut. However, he carefully watered the plants and fed some poultry in the small yard.

Even with an old yellow dog at home, he went to fight two rabbits back and hung them on the eaves.

In the whole process, chen fan has been watching silently, without speaking or interrupting.

It seems that the most simple thing for him to do is to do a pilgrimage in the world.

After finishing all the trivia, the hunter finally stopped in the courtyard and in front of the tombstone.

Carefully take out a white handkerchief from his arms, this hunter's face full of sweat, as well as the remains of bloodstained fur jacket, forming a sharp contrast.

It's hard to imagine that such a rough man would carry such a spotless, pure white handkerchief with him.

The hunter gently wiped the tombstone in front of him. His eyes were gentle and his mouth was smiling. Even after listening carefully, he could hear him humming some unknown ballad.

"Do you have a lover?"

The hunter turned to Chen Fan and inquired with good intentions.

At the moment when this question floated around his ears, chen fan thought of the heart of the sword and the pain that he would never forget in his life.

"Her name is Jianxin. She is my favorite person in my life."

Chen Fan loves his country a lot, but if you want to add a most in front of love, I'm afraid only sword heart is qualified for the whole world.

Hunter is also very emotional, full of compassion, touching the tombstone in front of his body, as if mumbling to himself, as if talking to Chen fan.

"Lihua has no surname. When I first met her, she was like a rabbit hiding behind a pear tree, shivering at me."

"Now, I seem to have forgotten her appearance, but the first time I met, it is still imprinted on my heart."

"We got married and lived happily together for decades, and then I watched her take her last breath in bed."

"Before she died, Lihua said to me that she likes to be clean in her life, and she asked me to wipe her tombstone every day. Now I calculate the time. Thousands of years have passed. I really didn't expect that I could stick to it."

With a self mocking smile on his face, the hunter shakes his head and seems unwilling to mention the past.

He just said to Chen Fan with the color of pleading: "can you please set up a tomb for me and bury me with pear flowers?"

"I know what you're going to do, and I know what your end will be like, so that's the only one I can hope for."

Chen fan was silent and did not speak for a long time. He looked at the hunter carefully.

"Are you sure you want me to do this?"

"I'm sure!"

The hunter's face showed unprecedented firmness.

But after getting Chen Fan's nod and consent, this touch of firmness turned into relief.

Hunter's eyes began to wet, and his body gradually became empty. With a drop of tears, his whole body turned into a wisp of smoke and penetrated into Chen Fan's hands.

There was only an old fur jacket on the ground, which indicated that everything was not an illusion.

Chen Fan slowly picked up the fur jacket and waved a little. The tomb in front of him was separated towards both sides.

There is nothing in the hollow, there is no skeleton of pear flower.

Because everything is just a reflection.

Chen Fan's whole world, can be said to be illusory, is based on ZuLong's inner obsession.

In addition to seven wisps of obsession, there is no other thing, how can a pear blossom appear?

However, this is the most worrying thing.

Some people love their whole life, but they don't know the person they love is just a reflection.

Some people try their best, but still can't save the people they love.

"Can't, can't ask."

These three words echoed in Chen Fan's mind.

Perhaps, can not, is the true meaning of love.