When Boss Qiao was forging iron, a black flame once shot up into the sky.
Blacksmith Joe had forgotten it a long time ago. After all, it was not something worth noting.
Some people don't think so.
There was a man in gray with his hands behind his back, staring at the black flame, sighing and saying, "It's done." Next to him lay a pale little girl.
A man in purple robe frowned, looking at the direction in which the flames were rising, quickly calculating the distance and time in his mind.
There is also a hell-like city with an extremely beautiful pale face, one eye is golden and the other is the blue of the sky, looking at the fire with an expressionless face.
Ye Muxin felt as if morning dew was dripping on her face, and vaguely heard the chirping of birds. She said in a daze, "Alan, help me get up and wash up. Where is mother?"
No one responded.
Ye Muxin opened her eyes. She was no longer on her exquisite carved wooden bed, but by a stream in a forest. A squirrel swooped away from a few meters away. She looked around, but there was no one there.
What I saw was grass except trees, flowers except grass, and some brightly colored fungi under the trees.
She remembered what happened. The man in purple robe. Her mother Ye Shi raised a dagger to her chest. The scene was so real that she couldn't help but scream.
"You're awake."
Ye Muxin looked up and saw a man in gray clothes standing in front of her.
Strange, there was no one here a second ago.
The man in gray stretched out a finger and put it on Ye Muxin's wrist without any explanation. Then he nodded.
"Yes, the pulse is stable, neither cold nor hot."
Ye Muxin felt that the finger was cold. Before she could speak, the finger had been quickly withdrawn.
The man in gray clothes shook off his sleeves and walked away.
Ye Muxin jumped up in surprise. She remembered that her clothes seemed to have been cut by "bad guys" before, but now she looked at it and saw that the two pieces of clothes on the front and back of the shoulders were tied up tightly with two gray bags.
She felt a little dizzy, but still jumped up and followed the man in gray, shouting, "Sir, uncle, uncle,..."
She ran a few steps and grabbed the man in gray's right arm. She caught the sleeve, but it seemed to be empty and she was grabbing nothing.
The man in gray sighed, stopped and looked at her.
"What's wrong?"
"Sir, uncle, where is my mother?" Ye Muxin looked at the man in gray expectantly.
"Dead." The man in gray replied without any emotion.
Tears rolled down Ye Muxin's eyes. She felt a huge pain in her chest. She stretched out her hand to cover her chest.
"Your mother wanted to stab you to death with a dagger first, so that you would not be humiliated by the bad guys. I was a step too late and the dagger pierced your chest. You were bleeding and had a high fever for several days. Today, the wound has basically healed and you have improved. Today
This is the day you and I parted." The man in gray said calmly.
Ye Muxin is a very smart little girl. She has had several thoughts in an instant. When she and her mother faced the purple-robed man in the yard, she thought she would die tragically with her mother, but she did not expect to be saved.
The ruthlessness, cruelty and bloodthirsty of the purple-robed man were deeply engraved in her mind, and she wanted to take revenge. But she didn’t even know who the enemy was, and she didn’t know how to take revenge. In addition to reading and writing since she was a child, Qin
He doesn't know how to play chess, calligraphy, painting, beauties, women's virtues, or anything else.
While thinking about it, tears rolled down again.
Ye Muxin couldn't help but tighten the robe of the man in gray. This man saved her, could she only rely on him now?
"Uncle, uncle, please save me."
The man in gray clothes said in surprise, "I have saved you, otherwise you would have been killed or died of high fever."
"Can you save me again and let me follow you? I can cook, sew, and run errands for you. Can I be your maid? I have two brothers, and I want to avenge my mother with them.
." Ye Muxin said sobbing.
The man in gray shook his head and continued walking forward.
Ye Muxin used all her strength and trotted to follow the man in gray.
The man in gray seemed to be walking in a certain direction. When he walked, Ye Muxin followed him closely. When he stopped, Ye Muxin stopped to rest, and then stared at him intently, for fear that he would lose him.
When he was eating, he also gave some to Ye Muxin.
The next morning, Ye Muxin woke up. She was complaining about why she fell asleep when she saw the man in gray standing in front of her.
Before Ye Muxin could speak, the man in gray lifted one of her arms, as if she was flying suddenly. For the first time, Ye Muxin forgot about the terrible thing that happened a few days ago. She was killed by the man in gray.
Moving forward so fast, her feet didn't seem to touch the ground. She couldn't help shouting happily, and then the man in gray looked at her seriously. She closed her mouth.
At dusk on the third day, Ye Muxin followed the man in gray to the edge of a forest. She seemed to vaguely see a road ahead. The man in gray seemed to be relieved and slowed down. He took Ye Mu with him
Ye Muxin came to the road and walked like a normal person. In the hot summer, Ye Muxin broke out in sweat after walking a few steps. Her clothes had not been changed for many days. If it were before, she must have disliked herself extremely,
Now it doesn't matter at all.
"Uncle, are you flying with me these days?"
The man in gray finally seemed to feel more relaxed and replied, "This is Qinggong."
"Then I also want to learn from you. I want to fly to where my brothers are!"
Although her face was covered, Ye Muxin seemed to feel the man in gray smile. Then he pulled Ye Muxin's sleeve, slowed down and said, "Silence."
Ye Muxin staggered. She obediently did not speak, but followed the man in gray to observe the surrounding situation. Although she could not see very far, she seemed to have noticed a lot of black smoke rising in the distance. She spoke extremely quietly
Gotta say, "It's on fire."
The man in gray "hum".
At this time, the sun had lowered below the horizon, and the sky was completely dark. You could clearly see the dots of firelight in the distance.
Ye Muxin finally saw the end of the road. There seemed to be some tile-roofed houses. She thought it was like a village. As they got closer and closer, Ye Muxin seemed to smell a strong smell of burning, and vaguely heard the wailing of some animals.
.
The man in gray quickened his pace.
At the door of the first house in the village, there was a half-burnt flag thrown to the ground. There were countless footprints on it. Ye Muxin seemed to see "Blacksmith Joe" written on it. Except for this house, no one else in the village could see it.
Everywhere was on fire, but there was no sense of life. Ye Muxin suddenly shuddered. She remembered the tragedy that happened in her home a few days ago. Nan'an Town was like this village now.
The man in gray broke into "Blacksmith Joe's" yard.
Ye Muxin saw a corpse. It was a tall, strong and shirtless man. The man's ears, nose, and every finger had been cut off and thrown on the ground in a mess. What was even more terrifying was that the man's
The stomach was cut open, and the internal organs inside were taken out by wild dogs or vultures. It gave off a rotten smell on the hot summer day. Ye Muxin tried hard not to cry out, and she stepped back.
She saw the man in gray entering the inner room, seemingly searching every corner of the house. In fact, there was nothing to dig through, and the messy look in the room showed that someone else had already turned it upside down.
The man in gray stopped rummaging. He walked to the yard, looked at the sky in the northeast, then sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes.