there are villains

After that night, Jujue moved into the new home in a daze, and the young Jujue also vaguely felt that some things in the house had changed, for example, her mother seldom smiled anymore, and she even played the piano very few times .

Maybe it's because he grew up to a certain stage, and the spells became sensible.She stopped making troubles and kept herself safe all day long. She was as quiet as a little girl, and sometimes she would take the initiative to help the neighbors.

They moved to the central tribe of Futuyuan and temporarily lived in their uncle's house. The people of Futuyuan are simple and honest, everyone is very friendly, and their lives are very nourishing.But around the case, Jue still sensed the truth.

Everyone avoided the topic of his father by coincidence, and even A Niang seldom mentioned it. As time passed, the curse formula gradually understood what was going on.

But he finally chose to continue pretending.

This is a scar on A Niang's body. The young mantra has begun to understand at this time. He knows that if he uncovers it, it will make her favorite A Niang die of pain.

In those few years, he seldom even practiced the sword, and his whole personality was extremely silent, which was quite different from his noisy peers. For a while, he seemed to have forgotten his dream of cultivating immortals.However, the curse is just not to want A Niang to see him, but to recall the days when A Niang was still there.

It was his uncle who first discovered the abnormality of the boy. He had a rough appearance and a sturdy body, but the name was very interesting, He Xiaoai.On this day, his uncle, He Xiaoai called the spell into the tent with a calm face, and said to him earnestly: "Jueer, what's the matter with you? What's the matter, tell uncle, don't hold back!" .”

Before their mother and son came to Futuyuan, He Xiaoai often went to Wuzhen to visit his beloved sister. He still remembered that at that time, Jue Jue was a troublesome naughty boy just like his peers.But now, he has become a taciturn little old man.

But after living here for several years, someone noticed the abnormality of the boy.It's impossible to say that He Xiaoai doesn't care about him. If he finds out something that even Jue's mother didn't find out, can he not care?

In the final analysis, the man was too nervous and busy, so he neglected his nephew all of a sudden.And his mother is still immersed in the grief of losing her husband. Although she can't see anything unusual, she is actually still alive, and that's all because she still has a son.

Curse Jue's expression was numb, he was stunned for a while, then raised his head and said: "It's okay, uncle."

He Xiaoai has lived a careless life all her life, and has no offspring under her knees, so she doesn't know how to persuade this abnormal boy.After hesitating for a moment, he finally sighed and said, "Then...if there is anything, you must tell uncle."

The incantation stayed for a while, as if it took a long time to digest the information in the words, and replied after a long time, "Well, good."

He Xiaoai glanced at him worriedly, but language art is another brand new field for him, and guiding a child is difficult for him.In the end, he only said a few innocuous words and left.

Manjue sat on a chair with a paralyzed face, neither moving nor speaking, just sitting like this, quietly watching He Xiaoai leave.After a while, he suddenly realized that his uncle had already left.After a while, he slowly got up, opened the door curtain, and walked out.

Thinking about it now, maybe the stupid spells that followed later were developed at this time.

The conversation between He Xiaoai and Jujue ended in failure. Although he was very nervous, he was not a foolish person. After much deliberation, he decided to tell the matter to his younger sister who was more worrying. Jue's mother, He Lingzhi.

When He Xiaoai found He Lingzhi, she was washing clothes by the river.

He Xiaoai deliberately stood by and watched for a while, but no matter how strong his presence was, he still failed to be noticed by his younger sister as he wished. In desperation, He Xiaoai knelt down and held her hand rubbing her clothes, saying: "If you keep washing it, it will rot."

He Lingzhi squatted down with his hands, trembling slightly, turned his head and smiled slightly at him, and called, "Brother."

He Xiaoai sat down on the grass next to her.I thought, these two mothers and sons are really alike.

He Lingzhi doesn't seem like a curse, she looks very normal, but she doesn't like to laugh, and she seems to have lost interest in everything except the daily care of life.Sometimes it will be like just now, the six gods have no master, and it takes a long time to not notice whether there is someone coming around.

He Xiaoai turned her head and noticed the underwear in the bamboo basket with sharp eyes.

"..."

He blushed immediately, grabbed the bamboo basket, and groaned, "How many times have I told you that I don't need to wash my clothes! How old are you, don't you know whether men and women can kiss each other?"

He Lingzhi smiled at him, but didn't take it seriously, she always wanted to do something to repay He Xiaoai's kindness, even though he was her blood-related brother.

It's just that He Lingzhi doesn't take it for granted. If his brother walks away like her husband, what should he do with the spell?She has long since lost the thought of life, and the reason she is alive is only because of her concern for the spell.

What if He Xiaoai doesn't want their mother and child anymore?

He Lingzhi's mind is sensitive, maybe he has lost it before, so he felt an emotion similar to fear about this matter for no reason.

He Xiaoai looked at her and didn't know what to say, so she looked at the river and fell into silence.

He wanted to tell He Lingzhi, your son is an idiot, do you want to continue being so decadent?He also really wanted to reprimand He Lingzhi, but facing this "little girl" who pretended to be strong and carefully maintained her self-esteem, he still couldn't speak out.

In the end, He Xiaoai just looked at the river and sighed.

He said, "I'll take Jue'er to my place tomorrow."

He Lingyi was taken aback, and turned to look at him, "Going to your place?"

He Xiaoai nodded, he was in charge of half of the army in Futuyuan, letting the curse pass meant that he would have to suffer a lot to join the army in the barracks.He Xiaoai: "This kid doesn't go out to play, it's not good to be bored. I'll take him to my place, so he can make a living after learning some skills."

He Lingzhi thought about it for the same reason, and agreed.So when she went home at night, she told the spell about it.

What surprised her was that the reaction of the spell was too flat, with a blank face, she just nodded in agreement, and sat there blankly, like a little old man.

He Lingzhi faintly felt that something was wrong, she looked at the spell by the light of the candle, and suddenly found that she hadn't paid attention to her son for a long, long time.Before he knew it, his son was no longer as lively and full of vigor as before.

He Lingzhi tentatively said: "Jueer, do you want to go?"

Curse Jue looked at her, as if thinking about what she meant by this sentence. After a while, he nodded and said, "I should have thought about it."

He Lingzhi was stunned for a moment, she could see clearly how slow the reaction of the spell had become, and her mind seemed to explode in an instant, He Lingzhi recalled all the trivial things of life for so long .

Since when did this child become like this?From the silence at the beginning to the dullness now.She should have found out earlier, this child is too sensible, she doesn't need to worry about everything, and she doesn't go out to play with others, just stay alone.

He Lingzhi suddenly remembered, what would he do when he was alone?Just sit like this for a day?At this time, she realized that she had never paid attention to her child.

For a moment, she really wanted to go up and hug this distressed little guy and cry bitterly, telling him how much she loved him.But when she saw the numb expression on Ju Jue's face, all her enthusiasm disappeared, like a deflated ball.

The timing is not right.

That night, He Lingzhi didn't say anything, but urged him to go to bed earlier as usual.

He Xiaoai came at noon the next day and left with the spell.

And after that night, He Lingzhi seemed to have finally come out of the pain of losing her husband, and she suddenly became much more energetic. From time to time, she would go to the barracks to see the spells, bring him meals, and ask about his health. Gradually, she Life is finally back on track.

Her transformation is undoubtedly a good thing for everyone, and the spell that best reflects this.

Although the mantra is still the same as before, it is already alive. Every day at sunset, he will always run back to the tribe and sit aside to listen to A Niang playing the piano.After hearing this, he heard the sun set completely, and then he ran back to the barracks at the speed of light.

This time, after a lot of times, He Xiaoai discovered it.The barracks is strictly disciplined, and he absolutely cannot be allowed to mess around like this. If there is the first one, there will be a second one, so He Xiaoai reprimanded him in front of everyone that day and punished him by running [-] laps around the playground. Kill chickens to make an example to monkeys.

It's not that he doesn't want to make the spell better. His original plan was to let the child find himself through the guidance of these people around him.In the end it was his nephew, he was just doing superficial work, when the spell sneaked out again the next day, he pretended not to see it and acquiesced.

This kind of life continued until the day when the enemy came and the army went out.

As a matter of course, the spell was ordered to be left to guard the tribe.

The battle on the front line is going smoothly, and without any accidents, they will win a complete victory within a week. How powerful their army is, the curse is in their eyes, and they are very relieved.So much so that a group of elite troops of the enemy army approached their base camp, and when they launched an attack, he didn't react for a while...

When he realized it, his relatives, friends, teammates, and even his favorite mother were all buried in Futuyuan.

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