After the master's ascension

Before Yao Pavilion wanted to threaten Jiang An with his relatives and clan, Yin Yuanshan sent someone to Yue Village to inquire about his situation.

At that time, the plainly dressed aunt was holding a dustpan, but she was taken aback when she heard the name, and then wiped the tears from her eyes with her rough and chapped hands.

"That child is from our village..." the aunt choked up and said, "He is so pitiful. He lost his parents at such a young age. Later, he said he was going to venture outside. After that, there was no news from him."

"The big guy is still watching the old house for him." She pointed to the old house standing at the other end of the village.

Later they questioned several villagers. They were wearing old patched shirts, and their words were full of emotion and concern.The villagers of Yue are simple and kind, and Jiang An has a good relationship with them-this result was finally presented to Yin Changzuo's desk, and added some chips to the young man with the sword in his heart.

But they are in high positions and don't eat the fireworks of the world, but they don't think about the details with common sense at all.

When Jiang An left Yuecun, he had just turned 11 years old... How could a lonely and helpless child make the decision to leave his hometown so easily after suffering sudden bad news?

Moreover, why didn't any of the kind and honest villagers try to stop it?

The more honest a person is on the surface, the less malicious they will be.Because in their hearts, there is no boundary between good and evil. In other words, they think that they have no fault and have never done evil.

The villains are all others. They are Jiang Yu who was dispatched to Yue Village all the way back then, his gentle wife who is incompatible with the women of Yue Village, and his son who has the opportunity to read and study.

Jiang An never had the idea of ​​helping the world, and the generosity of the Jiang family has not been passed down through blood.He is completely different from his father.

At that time, Jiang's father was just a small official in the border town. In the aftermath of the turmoil in the court, he was implicated and suppressed, so he was sent to Yue Village to collect taxes and supervise him.But after settling down in Yuecun, Jiang's father found that the taxes in Yuecun were too heavy, far beyond the burden of the common people.

He reported to his superiors that the conditions in Yuecun were poor, hoping to lighten the burden on the villagers.But the government has fished out layers of oil and water, and Yuecun is silent on weekdays. How could they listen to the plea of ​​a small foreign official and give up the fat around their mouths?

Jiang's father naturally knew what the people above thought. Yuecun was just a mosquito's leg, and the oil and water in it were dispensable. As long as the villagers could speak out, it would definitely make their big troubles into small things and reduce their taxes.So he was unwilling to give up, and wanted to appeal to the villagers to sign the Wanmin Letter before submitting their opinions.

But by chance, he went out from Yuecun, and now the young people working in the government came back to "visit relatives".

He didn't want Yue Village's "resistance" to be his hindrance, so he specifically told the village chief that if the new family did anything wrong, it would annoy the higher-ups, and by then, everyone in Yue Village would have nothing to eat.

Therefore, when Jiang's father was running around for Wanmin's book, the villagers not only ignored him, but also secretly resented Jiang's father in their hearts, thinking that Jiang's family just wanted to destroy their lives.

The dislike of adults will naturally be passed on to children.But the children's reaction was more direct. They didn't like Jiang An, so they pushed him aside and deliberately teased him.

After Jiang An was tricked into the third trap and fell all over in the mud, he finally gave up on fulfilling his mother's wish and established a good relationship with his so-called companions.

He hugged his cub, which was covered in mud, and hid silently in the dense forest.

The matter of Wanminshu was settled after all, but the weather was not good that year, and the harvest of fishing in Yuecun was particularly bad.

When the Jiang family saw that the taxes were far beyond the people's ability to live, they couldn't bear it and sold their property to make up for it.The villagers finally looked better after receiving such a favor.

How can a little savings block the leaking hole...

After all, Jiang's family was upright and had little savings. When they were finally destitute and as poor as the others, the Jiang family finally appeared in the eyes of other villagers.

Some people can't look up to others, even if you have one more grain of rice in your bowl than him, you are his enemy.

But once you fall into the dust and can't turn over, they become kind again.

Jiang An, who was excluded everywhere, was able to communicate normally with other friends.

But he didn't bother with that kind of charity friendship at all.The jokes and teasing in the past are definitely not something that they can easily erase with a simple gesture of friendship.

He still only plays with his little fox, picking wild fruits and catching fat fish together.

It was the little fox his father rescued in the border town. Jiang An said that this was the only little fox in their family, so Father Jiang named him Wushuang.

Unique, unique in the world.

All the peace was completely broken one day.The fishing boat that was supposed to return two days ago finally appeared from the seaside of the sky.But when everyone got off the boat, Jiang Mu and Jiang An, who were anxiously waiting on the shore, still couldn't wait for that familiar figure.

Jiang's father was also on that fishing boat. He didn't need to go there, but Yuecun made a living by fishing in the sea, but there were few young and middle-aged people, so Jiang's father, who was in his prime, gradually became familiar with the things on the sea. They all went out to sea with the fishing boat to help.

Now, the fishing boat returned two days late, but there was no sign of him.

Mother Jiang stood on the shore blankly. She staggered two steps forward and stopped a person who wanted to ask about her husband's whereabouts.

But before she opened her mouth, she saw that simple and honest man with red eyes, avoiding her gaze, and said in a sad tone: "Sister-in-law, brother Jiang..."

He shed tears, gritted his teeth and said, "We encountered a big storm, brother Jiang was swept off the boat by the waves..."

Mother Jiang opened her mouth dejectedly, feeling dizzy for a moment.There was a sharp scribing sound in her ears, and then, her eyes suddenly went dark, and her consciousness sank.

The fishing boat that went out to sea encountered a once-in-a-century storm. Jiang's father was swept down by the waves and never came back.

For a moment, Jiang's father's kindness and enthusiasm seemed to suddenly be deeply rooted in the memory of the people. The villagers who went out to sea together sent fruits and vegetables to comfort Jiang's pale face, as if her soul had been sucked out.

But the young Jiang An was in front of the main room with red eyes, the tears on his face were still wet, but he watched all this coldly.He hugged the little fox tightly, gritted his teeth and said, "They have ghosts in their hearts..."

The little fox looked at him ignorantly, as if he didn't understand why he said that.

"If my father was really an accident, they would only come to comfort him hypocritically, and they would never send these things—let alone send so much money."

Jiang An's eyes darkened, and he said affirmatively: "This group of people love money so much... If they didn't have ghosts in their hearts, how could they be willing?"

Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door.Jiang An guessed that there was something hidden behind this, so he tried his best to find out the truth of the matter.After careful observation, he followed the man who had the most guilty expression and gave the most money.

For several days, after his mother was asleep, he would go out secretly, hide in the dark and smash the door and window of the man with small stones, and sometimes drag the tree in front of his hall with a rope, shaking the branches and leaves.

Finally one day, the man couldn't stand it anymore.He secretly took incense candles and ingots to the ancestor worship place in Yuecun.Unexpectedly, there he met an acquaintance.

"Wang Er, why are you here?" The man greeted first.

Wang Er chuckled, scratched his head and said, "Isn't this here to add something to the ancestors?"

The man winked and teased, "Hey, maybe he's afraid that Jiang Yu will come back and settle accounts with you..."

Wang Er, however, acted as if he didn't understand, and he smiled and said haha.As soon as that person left, he spat in that direction and said, "It's half a catty, don't say anything about anyone."

After he put out the incense candle ingot, he changed the corners of his mouth, knelt down, and sincerely begged: "Brother Jiang, you can go at ease..."

"It's not that I said you are unknown, it's Liu You's big mouth! It's not that I suggested that you be sacrificed to the river god! If you want to find them, you should find them!"

Wang Er knelt in front of the ancestral worship site and talked a lot. The purpose was to let Jiang Yu, who was sent into the sea by them, let him go and seek revenge on those "true culprits".

But Jiang An behind the giant banyan tree had already burst into tears. He bit his lower lip tightly and listened to everything they did, every detail on the boat that day.

It wasn't until dusk that he stepped on the elongated twisted light and shadow and returned to the quiet courtyard.Mother Jiang forced a pale smile and greeted him to eat.

Jiang An looked at the tears flashing in his mother's eyes and the difficult smile on his face, and finally covered up the tears in his mother's eyes, and swallowed all the blades.

He couldn't bear to let his mother know such a cruel truth.

Maybe it would be better to pretend that my father was swept down by the huge waves than to know that he was pushed into the deep sea by the group of people who said that he was the unknown person who caused the storm...

For other grudges, let me settle them in one stroke.

But the blow was too great after all, Mother Jiang's body collapsed, and Jiang An had no time to take care of her revenge plan.

There is only one barefoot doctor with half a bucket of water in Yuecun, and he doesn't even have enough medicinal materials in his hands.Therefore, Jiang An went up the mountain to pick herbs every day, and over time, the little fox learned how to pick herbs.

But in the end, he wanted to change his fate, but he was powerless.

In the end, the woman who had been gentle all her life called her child to the bedside. She talked a lot, from the border town to Yuecun, from her acquaintance with Jiang's father back then to Jiang An's birth.

Finally, she returned to the topic: "Xiao'an, after I leave, go to Tongzhou to find a man named Zhou Mian. Our Jiang family has been kind to him, and he will definitely take care of you..."

She held the child's hand, took a few short breaths, and then said slowly: "Promise me, leave Yuecun. Don't pay attention to it, and don't come back..."

Jiang An looked at her, his eyes were moist, but he was so choked up that he couldn't speak.

Jiang's mother begged: "You promise me... promise mother, okay?"

Finally, the boy beside the bed nodded with tears in his eyes, and said hoarsely, "Mother, I promise you."

Mother Jiang finally let go of her heart, she said softly: "You have to remember, if a person has hatred, he will not be happy... Mother just hopes that you can be happy and live a peaceful life."

Jiang An knelt by the bed, weeping uncontrollably.

He felt it. In fact, his mother knew about it a long time ago. She knew that Jiang's father's death was not an accident.But she didn't say anything, even after sensing Jiang An's emotions, she asked him to let go of his hatred...

This is not a sign of weakness, but a mother's deepest love.

She knew that there were wolves in human skin all around her, but she couldn't escape with the children, let alone let Jiang An tear herself apart with them...

Jiang An is just a child, even Jiang's father can't beat them, if everything is spread out, how can he escape?

They can only accept the criminal's fake tears and swallow all the hatred in their stomachs.

Fortunately, her child can still escape, the farther the better.Maybe his future will be very difficult, but at least, it is good to be alive, and there is hope in life.

It's just that mother can't watch you grow up...

In the dim candlelight, the woman slowly closed her eyes with her last regret.As if she had fallen asleep peacefully, she bid farewell to this cruel world.

The child kneeling in front of the bed put his head tremblingly against that gentle hand, but no one could touch his forehead gently and call him "Xiao An" with a smile.

In the old mud tile house, there was a faint choking sound of grief.

After dealing with everything, Jiang An left the cannibal Yuecun on a windless and cloudless starry night.

Following his mother's advice, he left Yuecun and wandered all the way to Tongzhou.

A penniless child with a fox cub, the hardships on the road can be imagined.Eat and sleep in the open air, use the sky as a quilt, and use the ground as a mat.

And the true identity of the little fox was finally revealed.

At that time, Jiang An burned for several days, and at first he was able to stagger and bring Wushuang to a ruined temple to rest.But at night, things suddenly went bad, and he was so groggy with fever that he could barely keep his eyes open.

Vaguely, he felt a little moisture on his chapped lips, and then, the sweet water slowly entered his throat, which relieved the restless discomfort, and he fell into a deep sleep again.

After a difficult night, at noon on the second day, Jiang An struggled to open his eyes. The first thing he saw was the transparent roof of the ruined temple.

There was a faint sound beside him, he half propped himself up to look, but saw a small black figure rushing in with a thump.

Looking like a four or five-year-old child, Jiang An frowned vigilantly.

He looked around, but couldn't find his little fox.

When the child ran straight towards him, Jiang An saw his black eyes, clear and clear, like deep black pearls.

He looked at the child's familiar appearance, the loose clothes on his body were tied in different ways, crooked and extremely unfit...

That gray cloak is also extremely familiar.

Isn't this my clothes?

A gleam of light suddenly flashed in Jiang An's chaotic mind, and he stared at the little thief in front of him suddenly, his eyes were completely guarded.

The child was stunned, he slowly leaned over, moved carefully, trying to lean towards Jiang An.The cloak on his body was torn apart a little during his movements, and the black hood on his head also slipped off.

Two fluffy white pointed ears were exposed like this.

This is the Yaozu!Jiang An's heartbeat almost stopped, his pupils shrank slightly, and countless murderous and bloody storylines flashed through his mind.

He was dizzy for a while, looking at the ears that did not belong to the human race, and then thinking of his own clothes on the child, Jiang An had a ridiculous guess in his heart.

"Wu Shuang..." he murmured.

Hearing his name, Xiao Wushuang's eyes lit up, he was hurt by the vigilance in the eyes of the person in front of him just now, he was at a loss, unexpectedly he was recognized.

Just as he was about to happily go over and show his loot to the weak man, the next moment, a crackling sound came from his ears.

Immediately, Xiao Wushuang's forehead hurt, and blood oozed out like this.

He froze in place, his brain was hit suddenly, and there was still some buzzing.

But the instigator just stared at him coldly. After Jiang An threw the only weapon beside him, he no longer had the strength to resist.

His heart seemed to be on fire, his temples were throbbing with pain, and there was indescribable resentment and sorrow in his heart.

Wushuang, you are actually a demon... I treat you so well, but you lie to me and hurt me!

Well, you can kill if you want.

Jiang An finally seemed to accept his fate. He let go of all his strength and just waited for the child in front of him to show his fangs and come to take his life.

But the imagined rage scene didn't happen. Jiang An looked at Xiao Wushuang with tears in his eyes in pain. He covered his forehead with his dirty hands, and his hands were instantly stained with bright red blood.

The child looked at the blood on his hand, and his eyes were red with grievance, but he managed not to shed tears.

Head injury, a little pain.

My brother doesn't seem to like me.

He wiped his dirty hand on the straw, then lowered his eyes, and with his other clean hand, he carefully took out an oiled paper package from his bosom.

He raised his eyes, with tears in his eyes, but he fearfully dared not lean over casually.But the distance was too far, and Jiang An couldn't reach it.

After struggling for a moment, the child still moved.He thought of the guard and disgust in the man's eyes, but he gritted his teeth and took two steps forward cautiously.

Seeing that the man just stared blankly and made no other movements, Xiao Wushuang was a little bolder and moved closer.

Even though blood was still oozing from his forehead, he still held up the warm oiled paper bag in his hand, his eyebrows curved, and he stammered, "Eat...eat..."

This is the bun he bought after he went out to pick herbs in the middle of the night, and went to the town overnight to exchange two copper coins.

My brother is sick, so I have to take care of him.

Jiang An was stunned, his muddled mind finally regained a sliver of clarity, only to see the child in front of him trembling slightly, his eyes full of bewilderment and grievance, but he still tried his best to put on a smile.

He didn't dare to get too close, but he tried his best to pass the oil-paper bag in his hand, and he stumbled to let himself take it and eat it.

Jiang An looked at the gash on his forehead that was cut by the stone, blood was still oozing, but something in his throat seemed to be tightly strangled, making him unable to breathe.

Choking with sobs, he stretched out his hand and pulled the child into his arms. His eyes were red, but he apologized in a trembling voice: "I'm sorry... Wu Shuang is sorry... Brother won't hurt you anymore."

Xiao Wushuang, who was suddenly embraced, bent his eyebrows, and the tears in his eyes finally fell, but he responded joyfully.

"No, it doesn't hurt... brother... eat..."

After taking the oiled paper bag from the child, from that moment on, Jiang An told himself that he still had relatives, and he would never give up on Wushuang.

He wants to live well.