The sky is getting brighter, and the quiet little village was peaceful and full of laughter and laughter yesterday, but now it is like a dream without leaving any trace. A faint fishy smell is floating in the air. A gust of mountain wind blows by, leaving only
A thin layer, like a silent elegy, murmuring over and over again in this valley.
The sun gradually rose, and under the scorching heat, there was a pungent smell of rotting corpses in the air, which was nauseating. Several figures suddenly appeared in the woods outside the village.
Walking at the front was a young man. He had a long sword on his waist. He walked in a strange way, leaning forward slightly. When his hands were swinging left and right, he rubbed the hilt of the sword at his waist from time to time. His eyes were alert.
Looking around, the whole person looks like a vigorous cheetah.
Walking behind him were two women. The one on the left was a girl who looked about the same age as Qin Xiao. She was wearing a light pink dress with two pigtails. She had bright eyes and white teeth. She looked very cute.
It seems that when she grows up, she will definitely be a beauty who will bring disaster to the country and the people. However, she seems to be in a bad mood at this time, with an indifferent look on her face that avoids strangers, and occasionally a hint of sadness flashes in her beautiful eyes.
The person on the right is an older middle-aged woman, wearing a dark blue dress, and even the headdress is blue. As she walks, she glances sideways at the little girl next to her from time to time, her eyes are doting and loving.
Helpless, I occasionally said something to the little girl, but the little girl didn't seem to hear anything and didn't answer at all.
The strangest thing is the remaining person. He is wearing a black robe, his hands are tucked into the wide cuffs, the collar is raised high, covering most of his face, and there is a hood on his head, only a pair of sharp eyes are exposed.
The eyes, in such a hot summer, wrap themselves tightly.
As they walked, the young man at the front suddenly stopped and reached out to hold the long sword at his waist. The beautiful middle-aged woman also frowned. At this time, they were very close to the small village, and the pungent rotten
The smell of corpses and blood spread far and wide in the wind.
"Miss, let's go somewhere else. Something seems wrong in front of us." The beautiful woman stopped the little girl who was still walking forward and tried to dissuade her.
"Go away!" the little girl spoke, her voice cold, with an air of indifference and severity that was inappropriate for her age.
"Miss!" The beautiful woman opened her mouth helplessly, but she didn't seem to want to disobey the little girl and didn't know what to say.
"I'll go to the front to see if anything happens. Leave immediately." The man behind suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse and old. It turned out to be an old man.
"Thank you, Mr. Huo!" The beautiful woman smiled gratefully at the old man.
The old man didn't reply, he just walked forward and didn't see him move. He suddenly disappeared on the spot. The little girl was still walking forward, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her. The remaining two were in tandem.
After protecting the little girl, a man in black robes called Mr. Huo flew over in a moment and said calmly: "No problem, you can go!"
Not long after walking, a few people walked into the small village. The tragic situation of the small village suddenly appeared in their eyes. There were collapsed houses and mutilated corpses everywhere. Flies were flying everywhere. A few crows flew from nowhere.
Corpses were flying here and there, not afraid at all when someone came, and they made a few rough hoarse sounds from time to time.
Seeing such a miserable scene, the little girl frowned slightly, but she didn't have the fear that a twelve or thirteen-year-old child should have. She just frowned in disgust, as if she was already used to such a scene. Except for the beautiful woman, the other three
The man wrinkled his nose, but the other two didn't even change their eyes.
As she walked, the little girl suddenly stopped for the first time. She turned her head and looked at a collapsed ruin. There lay a young man about her age, with her eyes closed tightly, and a few drops of crystal sparkling in the corners of her eyes.
There were tears, her chest was still rising slightly, she was obviously still alive, and her mouth was opening and closing without knowing what she was saying. The little girl just looked at the boy indifferently, and then continued to move forward without stopping at all.
In a daze, Qin Xiao felt as if he had had a long, long dream, but the dream was very sad. He dreamed that he was standing alone in a dark and lightless space. He kept walking but couldn't move.
Before the end, there was no one there, no one anymore. His father, his mother-in-law, and his fellow villagers all left him, leaving him alone in that dark and endless space.
"Don't... don't leave me alone... dad... dad... don't leave me... mother... you still have to take me to find mother... mother..." Qin Xiao was in a coma.
I shouted out instinctively.
Suddenly, the girl who had walked away turned around. She stared at Qin Xiao closely for a few times and then turned back to Mr. Huo and said, "Save him!"
After hearing this, Mr. Huo hesitated for a moment and then reluctantly walked over, dragged Qin Xiao out of the ruins, pinched his pulse and took a look, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. The whole village was massacred.
, why is this boy safe and sound? Is it a conspiracy? "Miss, this boy is fine. He just fell asleep and will wake up later. Let's continue on our way."
"No, I'm a little tired. Let's go to the opposite hillside to rest." The little girl said lightly. After walking a few steps, she turned back and pointed at Qin Xiao: "Take him there too."
"What?" Mr. Huo exclaimed.
"Okay, since that incident happened, Miss has been in a bad mood recently and has not even said anything. It's rare that she is willing to pay attention to us today, so don't worry too much." The beautiful woman dissuaded her.
"It's not like you don't know what we are doing now and why we are bringing such an ordinary person with us. Isn't that a burden?"
"I think the lady just felt compassion for a moment and won't act nonsense."
"I hope so. The Lord has entrusted the young lady to us. We must not disappoint his expectations." Mr. Huo waved to the young man impatiently, "Take this kid with you."
I don’t know how long it took, but Qin Xiao finally woke up. He suddenly sat up from the ground, but what he saw was not his familiar relatives. Could this be a dream? Qin Xiao touched his chest. Although the clothes were torn, there was no trace of them there.
Could the wound be a dream? After looking around, Qin Xiao got up and ran down the hillside, not even paying attention to the strangers.
God, please hear my prayer. This is all a dream, just a dream. Qin Xiao ran into the village in panic. He saw ruins and broken walls, broken corpses and flesh scattered everywhere. There was no trace of living people anywhere, Dad.
He was dead, and Wang Po was also dead. Qin Xiao couldn't help but burst into tears thinking of this.
When he was tired of crying, Qin Xiao started digging a hole in the open space, digging bit by bit on the ground with his bare hands. His hands went from numb at first to slowly bleeding at the end, but he didn't care at all.
He didn't know how long he had been digging. Qin Xiao's hands had no feeling at all. He just relied on instinct to dig. Suddenly, Qin Xiao felt his body light up as he was picked up by the indifferent young man.
The young man carried Qin Xiao lightly and landed under a big tree more than ten meters away. Qin Xiao was struggling and wanted to speak. Suddenly, a faint black light appeared all over the body of the old man in black robe. He pushed his hands flat in front of his chest and raised his right hand high.
, suddenly struck the pit that Qin Xiao had been digging with his palm.
After just hearing a roar, the small pit immediately exploded, and the soil scattered in all directions. Mr. Huo waved his right hand, and the scattered soil fell obediently to the side of the pit and piled up into a neat pile.
After doing all this, Mr. Huo didn't say a word. Instead, the little girl said to Qin Xiao: "I think you must really want to bury them with your own hands. Go ahead, it's going to rain."
The little girl was still expressionless, but her tone was much softer. Qin Xiao was stunned for a moment at the strange sight, and then looked at the little girl silently. He carefully put the mutilated corpses into the pit, and moved
Very gently, for fear of disturbing them, he picked up handfuls of soil and carefully sprinkled it on them.
At night, a few people were resting on the hillside. Soon it started to rain, and the rain fell on the ground. I don't know what Mr. Huo did. A faint light shrouded the small area on the hillside, covering the ground.
The rain stopped outside, and the young man hunted a few pheasants from the woods and roasted them on the fire. The beautiful woman suddenly said: "Mr. Huo, judging from the way those villagers died, what kind of master do you think they would be?"
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"One of the exercises he practiced must be of the fire attribute, but the fire was not strong enough and was defeated by another person with the five elements of water. But these are nothing. The most powerful thing is the sword." Mr. Huo said with a solemn expression.
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"Indeed, if those two people only used fire or ice magic, I would have been able to escape unscathed at the worst, but the last sword energy and the momentum left behind were already very shocking. It seems that these two people
One of them is good with a sword."
"Yes, if I meet him, I am not absolutely sure of winning."
"Looking at the traces near the sword energy, the other person should have used a kind of magic power in the end, and used the blood of the villagers to sacrifice something. However, this kind of magic power that killed a thousand enemies and destroyed eight hundred was still lost.
, I think this person must be the loser in the end.”
"I don't know if it's my misunderstanding, but I always feel that there has been a very terrifying aura here, which I haven't even felt from the Lord. If such a peerless powerful person really appears, even if the Lord comes in person,
I’m afraid we’re no match, so we’d better leave as soon as possible.”
"Mr. Huo, you are worrying too much. How can there be any master in a place like this?"
"I hope so!"
Qin Xiao sat under a big tree, with confusion in his eyes, silently remembering the conversation between the two. After the meat was roasted, the young man handed Qin Xiao a piece. The smell of burnt meat was inhaled into his nose, and two thoughts suddenly appeared in Qin Xiao's mind.
The body, with its eggs burned, threw away the meat and rushed into the rain to retching. The rain mixed with tears and flowed down. He covered his mouth and sobbed, letting out bursts of mournful screams.
I don’t know how long it took, but the drizzle finally stopped. Qin Xiao sat on the ground without speaking or moving, until a dry thing appeared in front of his eyes. It was a piece of dry and hard cake. He looked at the little boy blankly.
girl.
"You definitely can't eat those things now. If you eat cakes, you will feel better." The little girl shook the cake in her hand.
"Thanks!"
Qin Xiao looked at the dry biscuit in his hand. It was cold and hard, but it was indeed much better than barbecue. He ate the biscuit silently. When he finished eating, the little girl handed him a pot of water.
When Qin Xiao finished eating, the little girl asked again: "What's your name?"
"My name is Qin Xiao! Thank you"
"It's nothing!" The little girl curved her mouth in a nice curve and shook her head, saying to Qin Xiao: "It's just a little effort, I don't need your thanks."
She gradually fell into a trance while looking at the sky. The starry sky in summer is always very beautiful. The sky is full of stars and they are so dazzling. After a while, the little girl said to Qin Xiao: "The starry sky tonight is so beautiful. I used to like to watch it the most."
My mother often told me that the stars in the sky are actually made of people. When a person passes away, if she is extremely reluctant to leave her loved ones around her, she will turn into a star in the sky and protect her all the time.
Looking at your loved ones, do you think they are really in heaven?"
Qin Xiao looked at the sky seriously. Those stars were twinkling and disappearing. When he was a child, Qin Xiao used to envy his playmates who were bullied by him. Watching them cry and scream and throw themselves into their mother's arms, he felt that
It was a very happy feeling. Wang Po told him that his mother went to a far away place. At that time, he complained privately about why his mother never came home. When he was a little older, he would know
, It’s not that his mother doesn’t want to go home, it’s just that she can’t go home anymore, so he keeps telling himself that his mother is at home and watching him all the time.
Qin Xiao slowly stretched out his hand, placed it on his chest, and said firmly in a very pious tone: "My father said that they are not in the sky because others cannot find them. They are in our hearts. As long as we remember them,
It will always exist and will never disappear.”
"In your heart?" The little girl put her hand on her heart and closed her eyes slightly, as if she was remembering something.
When the sky first rose in the morning, Qin Xiao quietly leaned under a big tree and stayed awake all night. He didn't dare to sleep. As soon as he closed his eyes, the sight of his father covered in blood would appear in his mind, torturing his young heart.
, there was a slight sound in his ears, Qin Xiao suddenly turned over and climbed up, looking up.
"We're leaving, take care!" The little girl stood in the air and waved to Qin Xiao, and the four of them stepped on the fairy sword and flew away in the air. Qin Xiao opened his mouth as if he wanted to shout something, but finally gave up.
Qin Xiao silently walked down the hillside and stood in front of the villagers' graves. He stood there facing the wind, motionless. He stood there for a day until his eyes were black and he could hardly stand. Qin Xiaoqing
He gently touched the tombstone on the grave and murmured: "You must be very unwilling to die so inexplicably and for no reason. Don't worry, I will definitely find out the truth and avenge you. You can rest assured."
Go ahead."
Qin Xiao rushed into the river with staggering steps, swallowed the cold river water in large gulps, and slipped into his body mixed with tears. He raised his head and wiped away the tears on his face. This simple boy seemed to have grown up overnight.
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When I walked into the ruins of my home, I saw that the house had already collapsed. Even the shiny table that was usually polished by Mrs. Wang was scattered in all directions. Only a wooden cabinet was still intact. This cabinet was usually used by my father.
It was locked. Qin Xiao always wanted to open it when he was naughty as a child. However, his father said that every man has his own secrets. Qin Xiao was not allowed to see the contents inside. The cabinet had been deformed due to the collapse of the wall. The iron lock
It has also popped open.
Opening the cabinet, there was a big cloth bag inside. It looked very heavy. I didn't know what was wrapped inside. Qin Xiao stretched out his hands and dragged the bag out. It was not as heavy as expected. The cloth bag was wrapped layer by layer.
All the layers were made of cloth. When the last layer was opened, there was nothing but cloth. He lifted up a piece of cloth and looked left and right. Qin Xiao didn't see anything strange about the cloth.
A gray-black thing slipped from the cloth and fell to the ground. Qin Xiao quickly picked it up. It was a very small thing, about the size of a copper plate. It was gray-black and translucent. It looked crystal clear and round. I don't know what it was.
What kind of material is it made of? It’s round, but there are four holes in the middle. It’s not jade, it’s not gold, it’s not like stone. It definitely has nothing to do with the word “treasure.” But my father wrapped it up with so much cloth. It must be
It's something very important.
After much deliberation and still unable to figure it out, Qin Xiao carefully put the thing in his pocket. He lowered his head and saw that there was a small money bag inside the package. When he opened the bag, Qin Xiao was stunned. The money bag was filled with gold leaves.
They were shining with dazzling light one by one, and the whole bag was full of them. I remember Mrs. Wang once said that they were not old residents of this village. Back then, his father passed by this village with him when he was less than a month old, and he has lived there ever since.
, Qin Xiao took a deep breath and installed the gold leaves.
Putting on his patched clothes, Qin Xiao put the bow his father had used behind his back, and with a huge amount of money in his arms, Qin Xiao took one last look at the simple tomb and walked towards the mountain with long strides.