"My parents took our two children, so after leaving for a long time, they pulled down the team."
"I clearly remember that day, my mother fell in front of us. [】Father said, we will not escape, go back to the village, and die in the place where we have children and raise us."
"We were very young, so we naturally followed our father's arrangements. So we went to the father to carry my mother's body into the woods. When we came out, my father carried a large package."
"I clearly remember that when my father's skinny body came out with the package, he smiled happily at us and said, "He just killed a beast and we had meat on the way back."
When the old man said this, his body trembled, but he quickly suppressed it. Because the old man turned his back to Da Wuhui, Da Wuhui did not see the old man's expression.
But Da Wuhui wondered strangely, how could the old man's father get a wild beast?
The old man was silent for a long time, as if he had been silent for a century, and Da Wuhui seemed to feel that time seemed to have been flowing for a century.
The old man exuded a sad and unresolved emotion.
When the old man spoke again, it seemed that he was not talking, but that he was just a numb person who had no feelings.
"My father hasn't eaten"
"As the package on my father's back became smaller and smaller, one day, my father also fell down."
"I still remember that on the day my father fell, the sunset filled the entire sky, as if it was covered by blood, beautiful and desolate."
"My father asked me, you are the boss, should you take good care of your brother. I nodded heavily"
"Then, my father asked me to put my ears in his ears and told me a word. He smiled and closed his eyes, but I went crazy."
Da Wuhui became more and more curious, but he felt that an incredible feeling came to his heart. He didn't dare to think about it, nor did he want to think about it himself.
The old man stopped talking again, or the old man didn't say anything, he began to walk forward and walked slowly forward on the grass on the ground.
Every step he took, many grasses were lying at his feet. When his feet were raised, there were always a few grasses that would stubbornly raise their heads and stand proudly without admitting defeat.
Da Wuhui looked at the old man's bleak back and finally noticed the grass under the old man's feet for some reason. Then, Da Wuhui felt a strange emotion change throughout his body.
This is just a weak grass. What do they pursue? Under such powerful destruction, there are always a few who stand up and stand up without hesitation.
Why do they stand up, are they for survival, or are they sunshine?
Finally, the old man spoke, and he asked, "If you had a younger brother, would you let him starve to death?"
Da Wuhui stopped there, and he remembered his brother. What kind of existence does his brother really have? Why did he come to heaven?
At this time, Da Wuhui knew no matter how stupid he was, he knew that his brother instructed him to go to the Wuming Temple with his name, which was definitely purposeful, and naturally it was not as simple as asking him to ask him to be a fairy daughter-in-law.
He also knew that his brother's identity was definitely not simple. Just by going to the shattered void and stepping through the void, he knew that his brother's cultivation was extremely high and amazingly high.
Not to mention, the Dan Fire that Da Wuhui could not kill without any means, that is, Wan Yougui Yiyan. Finally, when he woke up, the Dan Fire simply disappeared.
No need to think about it, I also know that my brother had dealt with it. But Da Wuhui didn't arrive, nor did he expect it to be so fast.
Finally, Da Wuhui said to himself: "If it were my brother, would I starve to death?"
The old man suddenly stopped, and he stood there in a daze, asking in confusion: "I'm asking you?"
Da Wuhui said with the back of the old man, his thin but heavy back, "I know, but I'm just very strange. Why did my brother throw me into the heaven and not give me some capital to survive? I almost let me just do it.
If you come to heaven, you will die.”
The old man suddenly turned around, and a strange light appeared in his eyes and asked, "Who is your brother?"
Da Wuhui was stunned and said, "When you say this, I suddenly remembered that his name has become blurred since I came to heaven. I can't even think of it, but I know there is a big blue flame beside him.
bird"
Da Wuhui said at this time, the old man's eyes showed an excited expression. He suddenly came to Da Wuhui, grabbed Da Wuhui's arms and said excitedly: "Your brother is Shangge, the only Shangge in the thirty-six days.
, the strongest person!”
"Shang Song?" Da Wuhui frowned and shook his head in confusion, but still had no impression.
"With the Qingming Fire Flame, burning out the boundless clouds and mists of the vast sea of Taoism; with thousands of incarnations, experiencing the suffering of reincarnation in the world. This is a circulating song from the thirty-six days." The old man whispered softly, like a
Devout believers.
Da Wuhui was stunned. From the old man's tone, he felt an extraordinary meaning. It seemed that when the name Shangge was mentioned, a kind of magic power filled the entire space. Not only that, this magic power tangled through the sky and tore it.
Breaking the boundaries and lingering around the entire thirty-six days.
Da Wuhui's mind had never had a huge shock, as if the thirty-six days were pressing on his heart, making him feel that it was not only small, but also humble.
Da Wuhui took a step back, and a blood stain appeared on the corner of his mouth. The bloody red angered blood winded down, flowing to Wuhui's neck, and crawling to Wuhui's heart.
Da Wuhui stayed there.
Where is the old man staying.
Da Wuhui’s daze is shocked! The old man’s daze is prayer!
The two of them stayed for a long time, and even the entire space seemed to no longer exist.
Da Wuhui was the first to sober up because he said that he wanted to surpass his brother! He would not admit defeat, never!
He gently wiped his blood from the skin above his heart to the corner of his mouth. He looked at the blood on his hands and had an unprecedented gleam burst out from his eyes.
This brilliance is enough to make Da Wuxuan's humble heart become powerful.
When the old man was awake, Da Wuhui had become very calm. He nodded gently and said, "Shangge. Yes. He is my brother."
The old man knelt in front of Da Wuhui's face, frightened Da Wuhui's expression that was about to pretend to be deep, and immediately disappeared.
Da Wuhui quickly pulled the old man up, and the old man turned his back again, and his body staggered forward step by step with trembling.
"If you want to let your brother eat something that he shouldn't eat, then someone came to untie this knot."
"You will understand my mood."
Da Wuhui finally confirmed something. What the old man’s father carries from the woods is not the flesh of the beast, but the flesh of another close relative of the old man.