"Yu Niang, you and Qingqing rest at home today. Take me to the town to buy some good wine and meat and have a lively birthday for my Qingqing."

Lin Wenyuan looked at his beautiful wife and young daughter at the gate of the yard. At this time, he stretched out his big hand and rubbed Xiao Ajue's head, and said to Qin Yu.

Qin Yu looked at Lin Wenyuan, reached out to close his collar, and looked at his husband's gentle voice: "Bring Qingqing some pens and ink books so that she can review her homework on weekdays."

Lin Qingjue stood aside and suddenly stunned as her father responded to the request of her mother and Xiaolin Qingjue.

Today is September 8th, and it is my seventh birthday!

"Dad! Don't go!"

After reacting, Lin Qingjue suddenly rushed towards Lin Wenyuan, reached out to grab the corner of his clothes, and shouted with a trembling voice.

But in the end, it was all in vain. The fingertips could only pass through the clothes, and Lin Qingjue, who rushed over, also walked through Lin Wenyuan.

Lin Qingjue suddenly realized that this was just an illusion behind the scenes of the Biaoyuntai Spirit.

In an instant, Lin Qingjue fell loose, with his back facing Lin Wenyuan, his head hangs down, and tears fell to the ground, making the land under his feet dark.

"Why? Why do you want me to watch it again? Why..."

No one could hear the low whispers and sobs, only a slight blew by, and the laughter and joy of Lin Wenyuan and the other two were heard.

When Qin Yu led Xiaolin Qingjue into the courtyard, Lin Wenyuan followed the path and left home to the town.

Lin Qingjue finally settled his emotions, turned around and stood at the gate of the yard, watching Ah Niang raising smoke on the stove. When he was young, he was chattering and making noise around Ah Niang.

After enduring the soreness in his heart, Lin Qingjue's face was already calm. He turned around and leaned against the yard gate, watching the way Lin Wenyuan went, and waiting for the dusk and dusk.

Until dusk, Qin Yu saw that Lin Wenyuan had not come back yet, and was wondering in his heart that he was pulling Xiaolin Qingjue to stand at the gate of the courtyard and looking at the path.

When the last line of sunset fell into the mountains, Qin Yu finally saw a slowly staggering figure on the path.

Qin Yu felt uneasy and comforted Xiaolin Qingjue at the door. He hurriedly trotted up. When he got close to him, he saw the person clearly. He exclaimed in surprise: "Brother Yuan!"

Lin Qingjue leaned against the door. Although he knew everything about the people coming, when he saw Lin Wenyuan who was injured, he still couldn't help but feel pain, but he understood even more.

This is just the beginning.

"Yu Niang, take Qingqing away quickly! Go away!" Lin Wenyuan's blood was lowered on the path, but at this moment he could not care much, and he only hoped that his wife and daughter could escape from this place.

Qin Yu saw Lin Wenyuan covered in blood and tears kept falling like broken beads. He was at a loss and did not dare to help Lin Wenyuan. He asked in a trembling voice, "What happened to Brother Yuan? Why are you?"

Before he could finish his conversation, he was interrupted by Lin Wenyuan, "The bandits are here, please take Qingqing away!" This sentence seemed to have sacked Lin Wenyuan's energy. After saying that, Lin Wenyuan fell to the ground and waved his hand at Qin Yu.

The panic and pain in Qin Yu's heart could only be relieved by the tears that broke the line. She understood Lin Wenyuan's meaning, and suddenly there was a fire under the path. When she turned around, she stood at the gate of the courtyard, looking at Xiaolin Qingjue who was curiously looking at this side.

Qin Yu didn't dare to look at Lin Wenyuan again, and turned around and ran towards Xiaolin Qingjue at the gate of the courtyard.

The little child was held in his arms by his mother. I don’t know why my mother was full of sadness and tears on her face. She could only raise her hand to wipe away the tears from her mother’s face.

But Xiaolin Qingjue found that the tears seemed to be wiped out.

Qin Yu gritted his teeth and hugged the little Lin Qingjue and ran to the back yard. He never looked behind him. He left the yard from the back door and knocked on the back door and called out the gatekeeper and fled here together.

Lin Qingjue was at the gate of the yard from beginning to end, without moving a step. He watched Ah Niang leave and scan the yard. He only saw the big tree in the yard with lush branches and leaves. The stone table below was the place where the family had a meal. At this moment, the meal prepared by Ah Niang was arranged on it.

It's just that no one is destined to enjoy it.

Turning back to see Lin Wenyuan who was lying on the path, he had already inhaled more and had less breathing. He was breathing heavily and was in great pain. He came to report the news from the entrance of the village, wasting all his energy. When he saw his wife and daughter leaving, he felt as if he had deflated his breath and could not move for a second step.

In less than half a moment, a fire illuminated the path. A group of people walked up with big knives in their hands and shouted. Seeing a person on the path, they sneered, "Run, where can I run?"

Amid the laughter, Lin Wenyuan barely raised his eyes, with only one small courtyard in his eyes. In the courtyard, his wife and daughter who were waiting for her to return home, with a gentle smile on her face.

The sound of blood fell from the tip of the knife to the ground, as if it was hitting Lin Qingjue's heart. Lin Qingjue looked at the man facing him and was pierced by a big knife, showing a long-lost smile. He felt that the mountains and forests were still, his throat was choked, and his tears flowed without knowing it.

"Dad..."

The group passed through Lin Qingjue who was fixed in the original place and entered the yard, but found that the back door was wide open and no one was seen. So they spat hard on the ground and raised the stone table, "Damn it, let that kid tell him to run away!" But Lin Wenyuan was dead, and everyone was also angry and went to collect their own property.

Lin Qingjue looked at Lin Wenyuan who was already angry, moved slowly and sat down next to Lin Wenyuan.

She knew that my mother would come back.

Qin Yu and a few elderly, weak and weak women and children fled to the mountain behind the village, and found a cave to hide in the forest.

Their residence is already the second half of the village, and there are not many residents, so the group is not large. At this moment, the sobs and tears that they endured came from the people, without any joy.

Looking at the heavy night outside, only the cold moonlight scattered in the forest and the shadows of the trees. Qin Yu put down the little Lin Qingjue in his arms and looked at the young girl with gentle eyes.

"Qingqing, your father is separated from us, and my mother has to go find him. You must take good care of yourself and listen to grandpa's words."

Then he turned his head to look at the old man beside him, with tears in his eyes and entrusted Lin Qingjue to the old man. The old man opened his mouth to persuade him, but in the end he just sighed, waved his hand at Qin Yu, and agreed.

Seeing the old man responding, Qin Yu raised his hand and hugged his daughter in his arms, then got up and left the cave.

Qingqing, I hope you won’t blame my mother in the future.

The little child remembered his mother's instructions and sat next to the old man without saying a word, watching his mother's back as he left.

Lin Qingjue sat next to Lin Wenyuan, watching the bandits collect their finances, and the last fire burned the entire village.

The fire in the house and the woods soared into the sky, reflecting the red sky and earth.

And in that sea of ​​fire, Lin Qingjue saw a thin figure coming from the foot of the mountain.

That person is Qin Yu!

Qin Yu saw the fire burning the village, and his heart was ashamed. When he saw the figure lying on the ground, he calmed down strangely.

Brother Yuan, you walk slowly, Yu Niang will come to accompany you now.

Seeing Qin Yu commit suicide in front of him, watching the firelight swallowing the bodies of the two people, and finally watching the growth place turn into a piece of ashes, Lin Qingjue was already numb and could no longer cause any turmoil in his heart.

After the fire dissipated, the surviving villagers came down from the mountain, watched the wreckage collapse and cried, constantly searching for others, trying to find others.

"Dad, mom, where are you?"

The little boy walked beside the old man, crying and searching for his parents, but only the crying of others was the response of her.

Finally, the little Lin Qingjue saw the hairpin that his mother had long worn on the ground. The tip was covered with blood and fell next to the two corpses. Little Lin Qingjue was stunned and knelt in front of the corpse without saying a word.

Lin Qingjue just sat on the ground, staring at the ground, and next to him was Xiao Lin Qingjue who was also silent.

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