The rain outside the house is getting heavier and heavier, as if it wants to wash away all the filth in the world. The strong wind blows the heavy rain one after another. A bolt of lightning splits the sky but connects the clouds to the ground. The roar of thunder and lightning seems to

It is describing some injustice and unwillingness.

Ye Changshan was lying on the bed inside the room. His face was bloodless, his lips were pale, and he coughed feebly from time to time.

On the side, Yi Hongyan stood in front of the door, looking out the door and thinking about something.

Yingping was also sitting uneasily on the sidelines. Sometimes he sat on a stool, sometimes he stood up and circled around the room, and sometimes he quietly came forward to observe Ye Changshan's condition.

Yiyi obediently held the towel and kept wiping the sweat from Ye Changshan's forehead.

As for the young man in green, he was very leisurely. He took the "Thousand Character Classic" on the table and read it with gusto, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

Ye Changshan felt very dry in the chaos, extremely dry. A wave of heat surged from his Dantian, passed through his internal organs, and finally swirled in his mind. In the chaos, Ye Changshan suddenly felt that the world was spinning, and he began to breathe heavily.

Immediately afterwards, he began to mutter something, first in a low voice, and then the voice became louder and louder, until he suddenly sat up and shouted:

"Don't kill them!"

This shout shocked everyone in the room. At this time, Yingping was the first to run over, his eyes full of concern. He asked: "Changshan, how are you? Are you okay? How do you feel now?"

Upon seeing this, Yi Hongyan came over and asked in a low voice: "Brother Ye, how do you feel?"

Ye Changshan looked around at the scenes and people in the room, his eyes dull. How much he hoped that everything that happened today was a nightmare, but everything around him told him that this was not a nightmare.

Seeing Ye Changshan get up, Yiyi poured a glass of hot water and said, "Brother Changshan, have a drink of water."

Ye Changshan took the water from Yiyi's hand and drank it in one gulp. Then he rolled out of bed and asked dreamily: "Where are my father and my mother?"

Hearing this, Yi Hongyan sighed and said, "You two have settled down and are in the next room."

Ye Changshan's tears flowed down the river uncontrollably, and her intermittent sobs were heartbreaking to hear.

"Brother Ye, I'm sorry that people cannot be resurrected after death!" Yi Hongyan consoled him.

Ye Changshan held on to the door and the rafter and walked to the next door with difficulty.

During the whole process, Mr. Qingyi just raised his head and looked at Ye Changshan. After confirming that there was nothing strange about Ye Changshan, he picked up the book and lowered his head again.

Ye Changshan staggered to the next room. Looking at the two haystacks on the ground, Ye Changshan knelt down weakly. At this time, he no longer cried, but just stared blankly at the remains of his parents——

The bodies of his father and mother were lying motionless in front of him, but they could never talk to him again. At this moment, the family of three was so close. At this moment, the family of three was so far away.

Recalling his father's rough and strong hands, recalling his mother's gentle and delicate words, Ye Changshan murmured to himself: "I killed my parents...I am the lone star...I defeated them to death..."

..”

Ye Changshan kept repeating these sentences, but he didn't know what to say besides that.

Ye Changshan knelt beside his parents for a long time and refused to get up. He didn't know how long it took, but he finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell next to them again...

"Time, only time can heal the scars!" In the next room, Yi Hongyan sighed softly. Then, he silently said to the Ye couple in his heart -

"You two can go in peace. Brother Ye will keep the secret for Ping'er, and you and your wife will die because of this. I, Mr. Yi, will take good care of Brother Ye!"

…

The next day, Ye Changshan opened his eyes and woke up, and saw Yingping lying on the table next to him and falling asleep, drooling all over the table. On the other side, Yiyi was lying on the edge of his bed, and the young man in Tsing Yi was sitting upright.

He was sitting on the chair, looking like he was asleep.

Yi Hongyan had already woken up. When he saw Ye Changshan waking up, he came over to help him get out of bed.

After Ye Changshan got out of bed, he moved his muscles and felt that the trauma he suffered yesterday was no longer so serious, so he motioned to Yi Hongyan not to hold him up.

Seeing this, Yi Hongyan had no choice but to let go. Then, he served some steamed buns and tea. After all, Ye Changshan had not eaten for a day, and his body and mind had suffered such a shock. How could his body withstand it without eating?

Ye Changshan stared blankly at the next door, with no intention of reaching out. Yi Hongyan advised: "Brother Ye, you should eat something first."

Ye Changshan remained unmoved.

Yi Hongyan said helplessly: "Brother Ye, you should finish these first. People cannot be resurrected after death. There are always things to do after your father's death. We can't let them lie in this house all the time, right?"

Yes, the funerals of father and mother always have to be arranged. Otherwise, how can they rest in peace in heaven if their bodies are lying here?

Seeing the change in Ye Changshan's expression, Yi Hongyan continued: "What can I do if I don't have the strength? So, brother Ye, hurry up and eat something."

Ye Changshan nodded dreamily, then picked up the steamed bun and took a few bites.

…

The three-day vigil period has passed.

Yi Hongyan invited a guest of honor for Ye Changshan and paid for two good coffins to lay Ye Changshan's parents alive.

Before closing the coffin, Ye Changshan held the hands of his father and mother tightly, unwilling to let go for a long time. He knew that this farewell would mean that he would never be able to see his parents' faces again, and that his parents would always live in that house.

In the small mound. Thinking of this, Ye Changshan clenched his hands even more.

After everything was arranged, Ye Changshan, Yi Hongyan, Yingping, and Yiyi stood aside in mourning clothes and white scarves.

"My parents raised me, and I raised my parents to grow old——"

Ye Changshan shouted feebly after Bai Shizhibin, and then used chopsticks to light a little brown sugar and put it in the mouths of his parents. Thinking that he would never have the opportunity to provide for his parents in the future, Ye Changshan couldn't help but feel extremely sad, and tears flowed down again.

.

Yi Hongyan and others on the side couldn't bear to watch any more and turned their heads.

Close the coffin, lay down the earth, bury the earth, and erect a monument.

The Ye family was originally small, and now only Ye Changshan was left, so the funeral did not last long.

Seeing that his parents had 'moved into' the last hut, Ye Changshan knelt in front of the grave and kowtowed three times.

Yingping watched from the side with mixed feelings in his heart. In the past few days, he blamed himself very much. If he hadn't been playful, and if he had stayed at the inn with peace of mind, he would not have harmed Changshan's father and mother. At this moment, Yingping really

I hope the person lying in the grave is me.

Thinking of this, Yingping stepped forward in a strange way. He followed Ye Changshan and knelt down in front of the grave with a plop, and said seriously——

"Huang Tian is above, both humans and gods bear witness! From now on, Ye Changshan will be my brother with a different surname. I am willing to depend on him life and death, and share weal and woe! As long as I, Yingping, have a mouthful of food, I will give him half of it. As long as I

If Yingping had one tael of silver, he would share half of it with him. Ye Changshan’s father and mother are my Yingping’s biological parents. The hatred of Changshan’s parents is the hatred of my Yingping parents! I swear to sworn to the death of my enemies!”

After saying that, he also kowtowed three times.

Then, before everyone could turn around, Shen Yingping continued: "Father! Mother! Today you two will rest in peace in the earth for the time being, and live in peace in heaven. Changshan and I will avenge you two in the future!"

Then, Yingping took out a knife from nowhere and slashed his palm, causing blood to flow from his palm instantly.

Yi Hongyan was startled when he saw this. He wanted to step forward to stop him, but then he thought about it and took back his steps.

I saw Yingping dripping blood into a glass of wine, holding it in front of him with his head level, then tilting his neck back to drink the glass of wine - a hot and pungent burning sensation suddenly penetrated his entire throat, making him choke.

I have to cough continuously.

It turns out that wine is so unpleasant to drink, so why does his adoptive father always get so drunk? Ying Ping thought to himself.

Looking at Yingping's series of actions, Ye Changshan's dull eyes seemed to have a little more brightness. However, he remained silent and stared at Yingping with his head half drooped.

Suddenly Yingping turned around on his knees and bowed to Ye Changshan three times.

Ye Changshan remained silent, but he straightened up and bowed to Yingping three times.

After three bows, Yingping silently reached out and patted Ye Changshan's shoulder, and then hugged him hard to express comfort. Finally, Yingping let go of Ye Changshan, stood up and returned to his adoptive father.

Seeing that Ye Changshan still refused to get up, Yi Hongyan said: "Let little brother Ye stay here with your parents, let's go back first."

Everyone had no choice but to turn around and leave.

Before leaving, the man in green clothes also picked up a glass of wine, clasped his hands, and poured the wine in the glass in front of the small grave. After finishing, he turned around and left gracefully.

…

…

The busy little village gradually returned to calm. After a busy day, every family went home to enjoy family time with their families.

The night in the mountains is extremely cool. The breeze blows slowly, and crickets are chirping happily in the grass. From time to time, there are a few barking dogs in the village, which is peaceful and uneasy. In the night sky, the moonlight and stars are imprinted on it, looking at it

The bright moonlight from the full moon makes people feel particularly peaceful.

In the yard, Yingping was sitting on the stone steps in a daze, biting a straw.

Yi Hongyan walked out of the house and saw Yingping sitting there thoughtfully. He couldn't bear to break the rare calm and turned around and walked back into the house. But not long after, he walked out of the house again, taking firm steps.

He walked up to Yingping and said to him——

"Ping'er, my adoptive father wants to take you to a place, a safe place."

Yingping was so excited that he didn't notice that his adoptive father had walked up to him. He was stunned and asked: "What? Where are you going again?"

Yi Hongyan took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Hanmen"

"..."

"..."

"W-where did you say...?"

Yingping didn't believe his ears, fearing that he had heard wrongly, so he asked again. Yi Hongyan cleared his throat, raised his voice a few points, and replied solemnly——

"A humble family! A humble family at the foot of Qianniu Mountain!"
To be continued...