The Blind Swordsman of the Kiana House

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Chapter 337: The memory of the mad king, he just hates his own incompetence

The gentle voice came to Qianye's ears along with the breeze, and according to Qianye's memory at this time, he could also recognize who the owner of this voice was.

Now the owner of the nursing home he lives in has Alponia who is loving, compassionate, and kind.

"Wake up, is there a new moving job? Here we come."

Obviously, with Fu Hua's "traveling" experience that time, Qianye quickly adapted to it. After putting on her clothes, she got out of bed and opened the door.

What came into view was a nun with a deep sin, especially the size in front of her, which was amazing, but fortunately, Qianye had enough concentration, so she didn't lose her composure.

"Aponia, has the thousand kalpas passed?"

Chiba glanced at the room not far away, but couldn't sense anyone in it, so she asked Alponia in front of her.

"Well, he's already working, so you can go first too, and I'm going to help the children with their homework."

Alponia nodded lightly, and responded to Chiba with the luster in her eyes.

"Okay, then I'll go over now."

Qianye nodded without any hesitation, and immediately turned around and walked towards the backyard of the nursing home, because most of the goods were delivered there, and then let the porters carry them.

But Aponiya didn't make any movements, but watched Qianye's leaving back, crossed his hands, lowered his head slightly, and murmured extremely subtle words in a low voice.

"Our paths finally cross... You are different from others. You can enter the memories of every hero, which proves your difference and the specialness of your existence."

"Heaven's Punisher... Please let me pray for you, wash away the sins on your body, and finally walk on the right path."

After a while, Alponia's figure slowly disappeared in place, as if it had never appeared before.

If Qianye saw this scene, he might be stunned, and then smiled wryly because of this. He can only be said to be the most powerful spiritual perception fusion fighter.

Even if Qianye's spiritual power has reached a level that ordinary people cannot reach, in this case, he has never been able to see the "disguised" Alponia.

Qianye didn't know about this, but came to the backyard. Qianjie was already busy here, and after seeing this, Qianye said hello and started working.

Speaking of which, Qianye, who was "in the process of setting up", had a pretty good relationship with Qianjie. At least he didn't let Qianjie say the three words, please get out of here, so the two of them were able to talk to each other.

After moving half of the goods, Chiba also took a rest. After all, in his memory, he was just a mortal body. Before entering the nursing home, he was just a slut on Twilight Street. Make people feel tired.

Speaking of which, it has been a long time since Qianye has experienced the exhaustion brought about by pure physical strength.

"Qianjie, take a break, if you continue like this, you will almost finish my share."

Seeing that Qianjie was still working, Qianye spoke out to dissuade him at this moment.

Qian Jie was taken aback for a moment, as if he had thought of something, he put down the goods in his hands, and then walked to Qianye's side.

Seeing this, Qianye also poured him a glass of water, and Qianjie drank it all in one gulp. This also made Qianye couldn't help but look sideways at Qianjie, this mask...how on earth did he eat and drink.

"Do you mind if I smoke a cigarette?"

Qianye took out a pack of cigarettes, then took out one and said to Qianjie.

"what ever."

The eyes under Qianjie's mask glanced at Qianye, and said in a very cold tone.

Qianye didn't say anything about it, just smiled, and then lit a cigarette.

"How about it, are you still used to the life in the nursing home? I think those children really like you."

Chiba flicked the cigarette ash, then asked with a smile.

If Qianye asked other questions, then Qianjie would probably keep silent about it, or indifferently ask Qianye to end this boring topic.

But Qian Jie seemed to think of something, or maybe Qian Ye mentioned some important points, which made Qian Jie think for a while.

"Fortunately, as for those brats, if it weren't for their young age, a lesson would be unavoidable."

Qian Jie's deep and hoarse voice came leisurely at this moment, which also made Qianye couldn't help laughing at this, he never thought that Qian Jie would be so "hard-spoken".

You must know that according to Qianye's memory in his recollection, Qianjie liked these children very much, and even for these children, he even went to learn cooking skills.

It's just that he didn't expect that he has such a high talent in cooking, so that the children all like the food cooked by Qian Jie, and they also like to follow Qian Jie's side and let Qian Jie play games with them.

"You... well, as long as you are happy, don't forget that you promised Elena that child, you said that you would spend a birthday with her, and celebrate her birthday properly."

Seeing this, Qianye smiled helplessly. At some point, he had already been brought into this role of reminiscence.

But at the same time, the eyes looking at Qian Jie seemed very complicated. He never thought that Qian Jie would have such a side.This can be said to be the weakest side of Qianjie. Logically speaking, no one should be able to see it, but Qianye is experiencing these things personally.

"However, since you have become a member of the nursing home, you should enjoy the warmth. This is not available in ordinary places."

"This kind of warmth basically doesn't exist on Twilight Street...or even in today's world. It's just a luxury, a fantasy."

"After all, who would have thought that there is such a sanatorium in the place where dragons and snakes are the most mixed up in the world."

Chiba felt all the warmth brought by the nursing home, and seeing the children playing, the smile on her face became more and more intense.

But Qianjie was taken aback, looking at Qianye.

"What do you mean?"

Qianjie's heavy low voice seemed to be full of anger.

"What do you mean? Maybe... just let you cherish this hard-won life."

"In other words, sometimes you need to let go of the past and face the future. People cannot avoid their future because the shadow of the past covers them."

"Although I don't know what you have experienced before, I can tell that you are a very pure person, otherwise Aponia would not have kept you on Twilight Street."

"But your voice...your eyes are telling me that you still can't let go of the past, even if the disaster was not caused by anyone."

"And... the anger you unleash is not on other people, but on your own incompetence, frustration... These negative emotions are angry, you are hating your weak self, hating I can't save everything by myself."

Qianye accepts Qianjie's memories and emotions in his mind, and at the same time knows that what he has experienced so far is the greatest fantasy and extravagant hope deep in Qianjie's heart.

Who would have thought that Qianjie, who is usually full of anger and hatred, would have this side. Qianye was very surprised, but at the same time he also said these words.

It is different from others, in fact, he probably also understands that even if Sakura did not take action, the children in the nursing home would eventually die of Houkai disease. In a sense, Sakura liberated them.

That's why, Qianjie doesn't have any resistance to Sakura, and trusts, for Qianjie, Sakura is the only one among the flame-chasing moths who is trustworthy.

"Let go? Hehe, Qianye, words can be spoken lightly, but the hatred engraved in my heart is indelible."

Seeing this, Qian Jie immediately sneered, and answered Qian Ye with incomparable irony.

Anger and ridicule, this is Qianjie's disguise, the more it is like this, the more it proves that Qianye is right, Qianjie has never held hatred or anger towards anyone, he just hates his weak self for not being able to change the ending .

Similarly, Qianjie was also a little shocked by this. He never thought that Qianye, the porter of the nursing home, could see so many things.

Immediately, as the voice of Qianjie fell, Qianye just felt a dream in front of him, and his consciousness gradually fell into chaos, but the scarlet-gold annihilation engraving always accompanied Qianye's side, and finally turned into a stream of light and slowly entered It penetrated the depths of Qianye's consciousness and provided him with the "knowledge" and insights he needed.

In the trial realm of the Paradise of the Past, Qianjie naturally felt everything that Qianye experienced in his engraved memories, and at the same time, like him in the memories, he responded with a sneer and disdain.

But there was still some emotion in his heart, and complicated emotions affected his heart, so that the red golden flames burning around him began to be a little confused.

"Ridiculous brat."

Qianjie sneered.

But Qianye's words did speak to Qianjie's heart, even if those words of Qianye did not point to the tragedy on Twilight Street, they could still be linked together.

What Qianye said was right, Qianjie never hated anyone, he just hated his weak self, he failed to save everything.

He knew....For him, this was just fantasy, extravagant hope, and he couldn't have that kind of life.

He was just hating, he didn't even have a chance to pay.

..........

..........

The paradise of the past.

Qianye came back to his senses from the reminiscence state, and finally heaved a long sigh of relief, feeling a little complicated in his heart. After experiencing thousands of reminiscences, Qianye realized that he was different.

Sure enough, as Alicia said, if you can't just look at the surface, you have to observe everyone more, and there will always be unexpected gains.

But the most important thing is that Qianye has learned a lot of knowledge he needs from Qianjie's engraving, and also knows countless survival fighting skills.

The remembrances in the battle are very important to Chiba, and the memories of Qianjie, a combat madman, just make up for this point of Chiba.

"How is it? I'm not wrong, Qianjie is just like us all, he is a very interesting person, but his personality is a little bit unique."

At this moment, Alicia's voice came leisurely, and I saw Alicia sitting on the steps in front of her, waving at Chiba, with a knowing smile on her beautiful face.

It seems that she had expected Qianye to have such an expression long ago, so she waited here when Qianjie was still in a state of enlightenment.

As Alicia expected, the change in Qianye's expression was enough to explain everything, and it also made Alicia feel very happy that someone could understand them again.

"That's right, he is an interesting person, but what I said was too complacent. If I have the chance, I have to go back to that memory and apologize to him."

For Alicia's appearance, Chiba naturally didn't feel any surprise, but nodded.

But thinking of her too-maternal-like words just now, Qianye let out a helpless cry, with a little apology in it.

Indeed, from the perspective of a bystander, it is natural to say such words as if nothing had happened, but it is especially harsh in Qian Jie's heart.

"Huh? I probably understand."

When Alicia heard this, she was surprised and puzzled, and nodded thoughtfully. At the same time, she was very satisfied with Qianye.

And just as the two were talking, a beautiful classical singing came leisurely, resounding through the entire golden courtyard, echoing the undulating voice of the tune.

Qianye couldn't help being startled, showing a surprised expression, and then looked at Alicia.

"Is this... singing?"

Chiba asked suspiciously.

"It's Eden's singing voice, I should have mentioned it to you."

Alicia blinked her eyes and responded to Chiba in a very playful manner.

"Eden? Is that the owner of the portrait in the lounge? Or, as you said before, the owner of the lounge is her by default."

"Among the clues of reminiscence and paradise that I have explored, it seems that there is a fusion fighter who has been unconscious for a long time after carrying out the plan."

Qianye frowned, trying to sort out his memory, his tone was a little hesitant, and he was also uncertain about it.