Fengyunzhi becomes Qin Shuang

This day is the big birthday of Huo Butian, the owner of Huojiazhuang, who is extremely unpopular in the martial arts world. The guests in the village gathered to celebrate Huo Butian's birthday.Huo Butian was at the gate personally welcoming the congregation from all directions, he was very busy.His eldest son, Huo Wujue, and his second son, Huo Tongjue, were playing and playing. They didn't have the air of a future young owner at all, and they sighed and shook their heads.

He thought of his life as a hero, but he didn't want such useless twins.

In the midst of boredom, I couldn't help but think of the resolute, stubborn, taciturn, and extraordinary young man. It was his stepson Bu Jingyun, who was now renamed Huo Jingjue. He was really a martial arts genius. A man of ten years.It didn't take a year for him to master the Huo family's swordsmanship and sword art, but his internal strength was still weak, and he didn't have enough heat, so he thought that in time, he would definitely achieve something amazing.

Yao thought, if his son's aptitude and conduct were half astonishing, he would have nothing to worry about.

Jingyun's father died early, and his mother hated him. Although he was aloof on the surface and didn't get close to others, he often felt inferior in his heart, and he couldn't enjoy the fun he should have like other children. Of course, he didn't need those things. , he needs sympathy more than anyone else, but he just doesn't need sympathy from others.

It's hard to imagine that a seven or eight-year-old child has a more mature and stable mind than adults like them. I don't know if that aging is due to nature or developed later.Huo Butian once thought in his heart that as long as he is alive, he will fulfill his duties as a father and take good care of this child. He wants Bu Jingyun to live a normal life again, and he wants to make him happy.

As long as he is alive, do his best!

However, what he doesn't know is that Bu Jingyun is different from ordinary people, and a unique child always has a fate different from ordinary people, and everything cannot be escaped!

Clouds are impermanent, but unfortunately, things in the world are even more impermanent.

Finally, one day, when bad luck came, even he was caught off guard.

Just as he was thinking, the two sons in the corner had already started fighting and writhing in front of people. He was so angry that he secretly ordered people to bring them in and be confident.

It seems that if they want to continue in Huojiazhuang, they can only rely on shock. Moreover, that child is a kind and righteous child. Going deep into the barren mountains and old forests alone for days and nights, without sleep, looking for life-saving ginseng, in the barren mountains and wild mountains in the dark, what kind of mentality is that?However, Yu Nong didn't know much about him until his death. She only saw that he was different from ordinary people, but never traced the reason.Perhaps, from the very beginning, she subconsciously hated him, insisting on imagining him as a cruel and heartless animal.

Perhaps, most of the shocking temper is also due to her relationship.In this world, is there any mother who is willing to use words like cold-blooded monster to describe her six-year-old son?But Yu Nong did this. Compared with Huo Butian's saying that the nature of shock is good, he is more willing to believe that her husband is deceived by demons.She always felt that her son was a devil in human skin, with no popularity in his nature, full of cruelty and hostility.

This kind of statement came from Yu Nong's mouth. Every time she said it, it was not the kind of joking, but the kind of absolute paranoid and firm expression.

Seeing Yu Nong's unreasonably terrifying expression, Huo Butian could only feel that the young shock was even more pitiful.I don't know how the mother and son got along together under the same roof before they came to Huojiazhuang?

He thought, today he will personally appoint Jing Jue as his successor in front of everyone, and then he will be known by people in the world as the young owner of Huojiazhuang.

Only then did I realize that Jingjue was nowhere to be seen all morning. Jingjue always comes and goes and is not subject to control. However, he clearly nodded last night and promised to go to the hall to celebrate his birthday today!

He called Mrs. Fu, who was in charge of taking care of Jing Jue's daily life, and asked, "Where did the third young master go?"

Mrs. Fu was also looking for her, but said worriedly: "Returning to the master, he disappeared early in the morning and can't be found anywhere."

"Go and have a look at the back mountain." Jingyun always likes to hide in the caves of the back mountain alone to find peace, maybe he thinks the village is noisy, so he went there. As for Jingjue's promise to him, he believes that the child will not renege on his promise Yes, in his impression, although Huo Jingjue's figure is only an eight-year-old boy, he is not as childish as other people's children. On the contrary, he is full of inexplicable calmness. He will do what he says and never promise anything easily , But if you promise, you will never break your promise.

He believed that he would definitely show up as soon as the birthday banquet started.

On the other side, a young man with an indifferent face was leaning over, lurking motionless in a small hill not far from Huojiazhuang, as calm as stagnant water without waves, cold and sharp as the sharp sword he held tightly in his little hand.A scarlet robe was burning like fire, bright and eye-catching.

He is waiting, waiting quietly, waiting seems to be his greatest specialty, what he is best at is silently waiting, even if there is nothing worth waiting for.

Eight years have passed in the blink of an eye since he was born, and he has been waiting for someone who truly cares about and understands him. This person is obviously not his father, nor his mother.

Maybe this person is Huo Butian, his father in name, so he doesn't need to wait for anyone to appear, today, he is just waiting for another thing - a white fox!

He has noticed for a long time that an all-white fox will wander around the hills every day like him. He will hide in the grass and wait for it to appear. He will use this white fox as a birthday gift for Huo Butian, and in front of everyone Man, call him daddy.

And from then on, he no longer called Bu Jingyun, but Huo Jingjue.

From then on, he really had a place of his own.

He will learn to be truly happy, instead of being the Bu Jingyun who hides, hides, buryes his heart, and doesn't understand happiness and human feelings.

But before that, he was still Bu Jingyun.

However, once today is over, everything in the past will also disappear.

Thinking about it, the young man couldn't help raising a stunning and unparalleled smile, but said that such an expression appeared on the face of an eight-year-old child, how strange?That was something no one had ever seen, including himself, and he had never seen it before, and he didn't even know what it looked like when he smiled.

After today, what kind of life is it?

Eight years ago, like a joke, he landed in Bujia Village, Hangzhou, an unexpected descendant.

Since childhood, he has been silent by nature. His father, Bu Yuanting, is a swordsmith. He never wants to collect the world's rare cold iron to make swords. When his mother was pregnant with Liujiazhi, he said that he would go to the extreme north. Looking for a piece of cold iron that is the most precious treasure in the world, abandoned mother and child, and died in other places.

Thinking about it, he has never cried or howled since he was born, and fell asleep quietly and steadily, which is extremely strange.He didn't know how to speak until he was three years old, but the first word he spoke was not "Mother", but he looked at the clouds in the sky and exclaimed: "Clouds!", but he didn't know where he learned it from. He didn't know anything about his behavior, so Hou Yunong named him "Bu Jingyun."

The longer this child grows up, the more withdrawn he becomes, unwilling to talk to others, he is naturally vigilant.Ever since he was beaten to a bone by a group of children when he was four years old, he has always had a sharp weapon around his waist for self-defense. Even in his sleep, he would hold the handle of the knife in his hand.

Often sitting alone in a corner, lying on the roof, carving wood and stone, one stroke at a time, one knife at a time, a piece of elm wood, a square of rough stone, under his hands, will turn into a spirit after half a moment Yiyi's white rabbit, Diaochan, and the rockery Yunshuang, are only in corners where no one is around, so he will occasionally smile.At that moment, leaning on his arms and looking up, even the clouds in the sky were gone.

To others, he is a weirdo.Since then, his mother hated him even more from the bottom of her heart.

Hou Yunong took her to remarry to Huo's family, and Huo Butian changed her name to Huo Jingjue, treated her as her own, and taught him all the sword skills of Huo's family.

Now, he is Huo Butian's third son, Huo Jingjue.

When Huo Butian first met him, he was only five years old.That day was a great day for Huo Buyian, the owner of the Huo Family Manor. There were lights and festoons in front of the Huo Family's gate, and the house was full of guests. It was peaceful and festive, and everyone was smiling.

There is only a small face without joy or loss, cold and even expressionless.

It was a five-year-old boy, quietly holding a knife and sitting on the stone in the courtyard, carving stroke by stroke, like a lotus flower.

Hiding alone in this deserted corner until late at night, everyone dispersed.But he stared blankly at the sky, because it was too dark to see the wood carving in his hand, the bright red lantern shone on his lonely body, and the single shadow scattered all over the ground.

He was lying on his back, very far away from the noise behind him, and his heart didn't know where he had drifted.

Those joys had nothing to do with him. He didn't even know why he stayed in this courtyard for a long time. The woman in the red wedding dress was his mother, and her face was full of joy. Face him!And since she entered the door, she hasn't visited him once.And he was also surprised that his mother would bring him here. He was very surprised. In the first few days, he had already thought about it. After his mother left, he would live alone in Bujia Village. He even wanted to Well, bring your own short knife and prepare your bags to go fishing with the village head old Yusheng.

He has been born several times with the old fish in a row.

The wind blows hot and dry at night.

Huo Butian, who was passing by, spotted him at a glance. After asking, he found nothing. The child lying on the stone knew to look at him with that kind of vigilant eyes, and remained motionless.

It was only later that I found out that this was Bu Jingyun, the child brought by his wife. He was a loyal and generous man, and at the moment he was slightly angry at why his wife Yu Nong left him here alone.

His mother Yu Nong had always hated him from the bottom of her heart, and gave him all the hatred she had for his father.She once waved her hands and slapped him countless times across the face. His little face was red and swollen, and his long nails scratched his skin with blood. But he just didn't dodge, and stared at him with wide-open eyes. He didn't stare with resentment, but a senseless indifference.

The unbearable indifference of nature, his mother hates why his child is not like other children, begging for mercy and dodging, why he will be hit by you like a stake, and he doesn't know the pain or cry, Yu Nong said: " You are inhuman, as cold as a snow mountain ice sculpture, not like a living person at all."

In her memory, when her husband returned home after his death, Ren herself was throbbing with tears, but he didn't shed a single tear, and stood aside cruelly.

She asked him why he didn't cry.

He glanced coldly at the corpse on the rocking bed, remained silent, and then shook his head gently.

A stranger died, why should he cry?

But when Yu Nong died, she held his hand tightly, but it was cold. She laughed and said, "Is your heart also this cold?" Bu Jingyun looked at her blankly, without a single tear.

The woman on the bed turned pale and couldn't help sighing faintly, "You...as expected...you don't cry!"

But she never noticed the blood-stained ten fingers of those little hands, the red, swollen and bloody fingertips, she never noticed him.Just like that time, when he was beaten to a bone, she didn't ask any more questions.

However, Huo Butian saw it more clearly than anyone else, he said: "Even if everyone thinks you are so inhuman, I will still be proud of having such a son!"

Time flies, and the vast number of sentient beings seem to have not had time to look back on the past, and it has been three years.Bu Jingyun is eight years old.

Bu Jingyun admitted that he is willing to live with this father for the rest of his life.

A slight movement pulled back his thoughts and caused his expression to change.The sound of firecrackers behind him rang in his ears, and his stepfather's birthday celebration was about to begin.The white fox ran out lightly.

Then, his new life is about to begin.