The old Gong who died for the world is back

The little girl who came to deliver the porridge was called Xiangchun, and she was Ying Hai's younger sister.

The children around the bed just now are all from the village.

Xiao Youci didn't remember anything about two dogs, two yas, three eggs and four sparrows.

After I said not to make noise, a group of children rushed in, each of them said something, and they were still chirping.

They were full of curiosity about Xiao Youci, and asked him where he came from and what he did before, but Xiao Youci didn't hide it, saying that he came from Linxianmen, but they didn't know where Linxianmen was.

Linxianmen is located on Yanhui Mountain. The mountain range is very large, and Linxianmen only occupies seven of the main peaks.

Xiao Youci picked out some interesting stories about his childhood to tell them, but his childhood was very short, and most of the things were related to Jiang Zhiyan. It's over.

But a few children who had never been out of the village listened very seriously. After Xiao Youci finished speaking, they were still lying on the bedside, looking at him eagerly.

At this time, Ying Hai came.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a group of carrot heads beside the bed, and when he turned his head, he saw the porridge bowl on the small table. It was all morning, and the porridge was already cold.

The young man immediately became angry, and waved his hands at the children: "What are you doing? What are you doing?! He is still a sick man, what are you making trouble around him? Get out of here."

The carrot heads were thrown out again, and before leaving, they shouted at Ying Hai: "Brother Xiao let us in!"

Ying Hai laughed angrily: "I'm going to call you brother now, I can't bear to reject you, you have to make more progress."

When Xiang Toon left, he shook Xiao Youci's hand and whispered to him, "Brother, don't tell me that I let them in, or my brother will scold me."

After she said this, she ran away in a hurry, and when she passed the door, she tripped over the threshold, so frightened that Ying Hai hurried up to help her, but the little girl staggered, stood upright by herself, and ran away.

Ying Hai stood at the door and scolded with a smile: "Be careful, a little girl is so naughty all day long, let's see who dares to marry you in the future!"

Xiang Toon shouted at him from a distance: "A Yuan will marry me, it's better than you! You don't even have a daughter-in-law at this age!"

Ying Hai's face turned blue from the little girl's anger.

Originally, this matter had nothing to do with Xiao Youci, but seeing Ying Hai's clenched fist, he couldn't help curling his lips. At this moment, Ying Hai turned his head and saw Xiao Youci's face. He was stunned for a moment, and quickly said, "So you know how to laugh... This, Mr. Xiao... Er, sir?"

He didn't know how to address Xiao Youci, but Xiao Youci said, "Just call him by name."

But Ying Hai is very familiar: "Brother Xiao!"

Xiao Youci: "..."

Fine.

He didn't correct him, but just reached out to pick up the bowl of porridge, ready to drink it.

But Ying Hai snatched it down: "This is the breakfast prepared for you. If you didn't eat it, forget it. It's already noon. Would you like to come to my house and have dinner with us?"

Eating alone, how lonely, Ying Hai thought about taking money from others, so he had to treat them better, fearing that Xiao Youci would be lonely, so he came here to invite him.

Who knew that he was surrounded by a group of children and didn't even eat breakfast.

Xiao Youci is not proficient in eating, and there is no such thing as paying attention to several people eating together.

But he was a little confused at the moment, Ying Hai asked this question, and agreed.

"You didn't get out of bed this morning, get out of bed and take a look." Ying Hai stood beside the bed, reaching out to support him.

Xiao Youci seldom asks for help. This state of being unable to do things by himself and can only rely on others will make him feel uneasy... But probably because the atmosphere in this village is too peaceful, Xiao Youci looked at Ying Hai's hand ——It was a pair of hands that were completely different from those of the practitioners in Linxianmen. The joints were slightly thicker, and there were calluses on the palms and finger pulps. Years of hard work had made the lines on his palms dark.

Xiao Youci looked at it for a while, then put his hand on it.

His hands are completely different from Ying Hai's, slender, fragile, white, skinny, only a thin layer of calluses on the belly of the index finger and the side of the little finger holding the sword.

Ying Hai was enthusiastic and careless, and he didn't know what Xiao Youci was thinking at all. After Xiao Youci stretched out his hand, he held Xiao Youci's hand, even supported his shoulder, and whispered to him: "Be careful."

Xiao Youci: "..."

Xiao Youci was distracted again, Yingjia Village felt so strange to him.

He has always been carrying too many things on his body. Even if he has never been bent down by these things, he sometimes feels heavy and out of breath. But since waking up in this place, he feels that those things on him are either heavier than Mount Tai, or Everything lighter than a feather has disappeared.

He was just a man, a clean, neat man.

If you want to stand up, you should straighten your back; if you want to smile, you should curl your lips; if you want to see clearly in the distance, you should open your eyes wide.

There is nothing hanging on him anymore, making him unable to move. He hides his inner voice and thoughts deeply, and dare not let anyone see them.

Xiao Youci was helped out of the room by Ying Hai, his legs were a little weak, and half of his weight was on Ying Hai's body.

Ying Hai was a rough man doing farm work, and he didn't think Xiao Youci was heavy, but he sighed: "Looking at your clothes, I think your family background should be good, and you're not the kind who can't afford food. Why are you so thin? What's wrong with you?" Is your mind overwhelmed and your food and clothing hard to settle?"

From a certain point of view, this thick-hearted farmer is sharper than anyone in Linxianmen.

Xiao Youci shook his palms, and said in a low voice, "It's nothing important, it's just my anger with myself."

Ying Hai laughed: "Most of the time people are angry with themselves, but it's just that it's not important to get angry a little bit, and you don't have to keep worrying about it."

He didn't know about Xiao Youci's situation, so he spoke very easily.

It was just a casual chat, but Xiao Youci thought about it seriously, and then nodded: "What you said makes sense."

Xiao Youci went out to have a meal with Ying Hai, his family had a large family, men, women and children gathered together, the yard was crowded to the brim.

They were overly enthusiastic towards Xiao Youci, they pulled him to sit down at the table, and let him taste this and that.

Xiao Youci had lived in the snow-covered Tianxuan Peak for too long, and the closest person to him was Brother Feng Langyue, who was also ordered not to enter the room door without his permission.

No one had ever been so close to him before, and the noisy voice disturbed his thoughts and made him flustered.

Everyone here paid close attention to him, and he was soon discovered by everyone to be unfamiliar and clumsy. An old woman who was over sixty years old sat beside him, with a teasing smile on her face, and said, "Young man, look at how you look. It looks good, but you can't even use chopsticks... Come on, grandma will teach you."

She is too old and confused, and can't tell the people around her. She only knows that this big family is her grandchildren.

She also regarded Xiao Youci as one of her grandchildren, who were just born and couldn't hold chopsticks.

She held Xiao Youci's hand and wanted to teach him hand in hand.

The old lady's health is already very bad, the back of her hand is covered with creases, and the fingers holding Xiao Youci tremble slightly, as long as Xiao Youci uses a little force, she can get rid of her.

No, not hard.

She is too fragile, a random movement or a word can make her unable to bear it, she is like a cloud in the sky, a fog in the mountains... It will dissipate even without any movement.

When Xiao Youci was sitting beside her, he didn't even dare to breathe, for fear of disturbing the old man.

Too fragile.

Really too fragile.

How can there be such fragile people in the world.

Xiao Youci lowered his eyelids, allowing her to teach him how to hold chopsticks.

He "learned" quickly, and the grandmother showed a happy expression, patted his hand, and praised: "You are the smartest child I have ever seen!"

Xiao Youci was stunned.

smartest.

The word never had anything to do with him.

He opened his mouth, wanting to explain, but saw Ying Hai, who was sitting across the table, shaking his head desperately at him—grandma was too old to explain it clearly to her.

Just accept the compliment from this elderly elder. She has no malicious intentions, but just wants to praise her little grandson.

Xiao Youci bit his lip.

After eating, Xiao Youci went back. He had just woken up and his body was still very weak.

There are small wounds everywhere in the meridians, and the spiritual energy absorbed from the outside world will leak out of those wounds within less than a week in the meridians.

The leaked spiritual energy was also repairing the wounds in the meridians, but the repair was slow and labor-intensive, Xiao Youci didn't do anything, he was so tired before dark, he fell asleep on the bed.

At night, I had another dream.

In other words, it was not a dream, but a memory of his past.

It was brought up from the bottom of his heart, as if it had always been in his heart, and it was not remembered until today.

He dreamed of Yingjia Village 80 years ago... At that time, Yingjia Village was not called Yingjia Village, but this village was called Liujia Village.

Liujia Village is on the north bank of the Huchi River, and further north, across a narrow valley, is the Huqiang Kingdom.

Huqiang was at war with Jin, and the life of Liujia Village was not easy. There was a group of mountain bandits nearby, who often came to rob, but the good thing was that they also covered Liujia Village to prevent Huqiang's cavalry from approaching.

The life in Liujia Village is so miserable that no one can protect themselves, but the more this is the case, the more children will be born in every household. If one dies, a new pair will be reborn... Liu Yang is an ordinary family in Liujia Village. His wife gave birth to a child the year before last. For the twins, last winter, the wind and cold took their lives.

The doctor said that his wife was weak and might not be able to conceive again.

He had no money and could not afford a wife. In spring, he went to pick reed flowers by the Huchi River, and a wooden basin floated down from the upper reaches of the river, and there was a little boy in it.

The little boy was free from illness and disaster, and was as cute as a snow ball. The couple were very happy, and they recognized the child as their own and raised it carefully, only waiting for the child to grow up and die for themselves.

But the longer the child is... he is different from others.

The children in Liujia Village are free-range. They have rolled in mud pits since they were young, climbed up and down the mountains, and they can help the family with farm work when they are five or six years old. They are tanned since they were young, and they all look like wild monkey spirits on the mountain.

The little girls are cleaner, but they can only wear clean and beautiful clothes during festivals, and they can only be regarded as less noisy wild monkey spirits at most.

But the child in Liu Yang's family is different. He has been clean and slender since he was a child, and he tidies himself up every day. His hair and clothes are meticulous, and his snow-white skin will not turn dark in the sun. He is as delicate as a porcelain doll.

He would also help Li's family with things, but no matter what he did, he always had an aura that separated him from everyone in the village.

Liu Yang had only seen this kind of temperament in the distinguished guests of Mr. Jia's house in the city.

At the beginning, everyone praised him, saying that he was born with a noble spirit, and that he would definitely be promising in the future, but then...the saying in the village changed.

They didn't know that Liu Yang had picked up the child, but they thought it was born to Liu Yang's wife. Seeing that the child looked less and less like Liu Yang, they said that it was born to Liu Yang's wife and a wild man who didn't know where he came from.

At first Liu Yang justified and got angry with them, but after a long time, he seemed to believe what those people said. Every day when he went home and saw his barren wife, he was sullen and spoke in a strange way.

The atmosphere at home is getting worse day by day, and that child is still growing up year by year.

The longer he is, the more frightening he is.

He rarely went out to play with other children, and he never lost his temper, nor did he cry or make trouble. Most of the time, he sat quietly under the eaves of his house, looking up at the sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

His eyeballs are very dark. Once, Liu Yang saw his eyes and was shocked. The child's eyes did not have any warmth. He looked at the birds in the sky, at the water, at the clouds, and at his parents. Passers-by... are all the same.

Liu Yang started to get scared.

He seems to have picked up a mountain spirit's child.

And this year, his wife became pregnant.

……

Its daybreak.

Xiao Youci fell into a sleepless sleep, and after an unknown amount of time, he heard noises coming from outside, like two children arguing.

He struggled to get up, and the obscene clothes on his body were rubbed under the quilt all night, and they all fell apart.

The quilts in the village are always inferior to the fineness and softness of Tianxuan Peak. The snow-white skin on the chest was rubbed by the rough quilt all night, and it was slightly reddened. The collar was deeper, and the two wipes of dogwood stood up slightly under the stimulation of the air-conditioning.

However, the spring was only for a moment, and as Xiao Youci got up, his black hair covered his chest.

He squinted his eyes and looked out of the window. It was already bright outside, and the bright sun shone in. He didn't know who had put a small vase on his window. At this time, yellow wild chrysanthemums at the entrance of the village were inserted in the vase.

It's interesting to watch.

It's just too noisy outside.

The little girl shouted loudly: "I hate you! I have never seen such a bad person like you, woo woo woo... Go away, I don't want to see you again!"

It was the voice of Toon.

Xiao Youci frowned, lifted the quilt, and wanted to go down to see the situation.

But I heard a little boy's voice outside: "I didn't do it on purpose. When my father and I come back, it will be dead! It's just a beast, why do you..."

"You nonsense! It's my friend! It's my relative! How can you talk like that? Because it wasn't you who died?! Shen Ayuan, I hate you! I never want to see you again!"

"go to hell!!!"

The little girl was probably pissed off, and the words she said became more and more fierce. When the last sentence was uttered, the outside was quiet.

After a while, Xiang Toon came with a crying voice: "I...I'm not..."

She probably wanted to apologize, saying that she didn't think so, but the other party had already heard her scolding completely, and the little boy's voice sounded distraught: "I'm sorry, I really didn't expect it to be sick... yes I didn't take care of it, sorry, Toon... I won't be coming again!"

In the end, the boy was about to cry, and the sound of hurried footsteps spread farther and farther, and the boy ran away.

Xiao Youci walked to the door, his face was pale, and his eyes were fixed on the outside.

The walls of the small courtyard are low, and you can just see Xiang Toon next to the small tree outside the door. She is holding a little black dog in her arms, crying very sadly.

Crying and crying, she couldn't stand up anymore, and squatted on the ground holding the little black dog.

Xiao Youci's hand paused on the door for a long time, but he pushed the door and walked out.

When he went out, the little girl's crying was already hoarse and her voice became very low. She squatted under the tree and choked up, obviously really heartbroken for that puppy.

Xiao Youci came to the little girl's side hesitantly, and Xiang Toon raised his head when he heard footsteps.

Xiao Youci is an outsider, but also a good-looking big brother. The little girl just knew the age of face, when she saw Xiao Youci, she quickly wiped her tears with her hand.

But she cried so hard that she couldn't stop her tears, and Yue Mo's face became more disfigured.

Choking with sobs, she asked Xiao Youci for help: "Brother Xiao, my Xiao Nan is dead."

Xiao Youci looked down at the little black dog in her arms, dead and already stiff... Even if he could cultivate immortals, he couldn't save him.

He reached out and tore off his sleeve, squatted down in front of Xiang Toon, and wiped away the tears on her face with that sleeve.

Probably because his movements were too gentle, not only did he not comfort Xiang Toon, but he cried even more fiercely.

"Why... I believe that he is willing to give Xiaonan to him. This is what An Zizi left for me... An Zizi was sent to Dai County to be a child bride. I will never see An Zizi again... Why is Xiao Nan also dead..."

The little girl was crying so heartbroken that she couldn't even squat down. Taking advantage of Xiao Youci's gesture of helping her wipe her face, she leaned over and fell into Xiao Youci's arms.

Xiao Youci froze in an instant. In his eyes, Xiang Toon, Ying Hai, or the grandmother who taught him how to use chopsticks yesterday.

They are all clouds in the sky, very fragile ones.

He didn't dare to move, he held Xiang Toon's shoulder stiffly, the child was crying in the dark, Xiao Youci hesitated, raised his hand, and touched her back.

She cried even harder, and buried her face in Xiao Youci's sleeve.

Tears and snot all over.

Fine.

Xiao Youci tried not to touch the wet skirt, he squatted at the door with her, crying for an unknown amount of time.

Xiang Toon finally got tired of crying, she hiccupped, only to realize that she was still holding onto Xiao Youci.

The child became shy after realizing it, and she quickly let go of Xiao Youci: "I'm sorry, Brother Xiao..."

Xiao Youci looked at the lifeless little black dog in her arms: "Let me help you bury it."

Xiang Toon's eyes were red again.

She nodded slightly and said "hmm".

The two found a pear tree and buried the little black dog under the tree.

The Chinese toon buried the soil carefully, and moved another peony flower beside it. She said that Xiaonan liked peony flowers the most. Last spring, it rolled in the peony bushes of grandpa and broke several flowers. Beat up.

Now, this peony belongs to him, and he will never blame him again.

After planting peonies, the girl's emotions finally stabilized. She cried until her eyes were red. After crying, she probably realized that her actions just now were a bit too exaggerated. She lowered her head and apologized to Xiao Youci embarrassingly: " I'm sorry Brother Xiao, I was noisy and noisy under your window early in the morning, and even dragged you to help me dig a hole and plant flowers..."

Xiao Youci said: "It doesn't matter."

He endured it, but he still couldn't hold it back: "It was A Yuan who quarreled with you just now?"

When he was still lying on the bed, he heard this little girl mention this name. At that time, she seemed to like this boy named A Yuan very much.

At the mention of A Yuan, Xiang Toon's face turned ugly again.

She was still angry, snorted, and said, "It's him."

Xiao Youci said: "You've finished crying, go to him and apologize."

"Apologize?" Xiang Toon raised his head: "Why should I apologize? He raised Xiao Nan to death, and told me that Xiao Nan is just a beast!"

Xiao Youci stared at her indifferently, and said: "You told him to die, have you ever thought about what you would do if he really died?"

"What..." Xiang Toon's face turned pale, and she murmured, "How could I die...I...I was just angry for a while."

Just said angry words.

Moreover, how could a living person die inexplicably?

Xiao Youci's eyes suddenly became very cold, he thought of the dream last night, and the uncomfortable content in the dream, he did not continue to stare at Xiang Toon's eyes, but looked at the ground under their feet.

He whispered: "What if? Can a moment of anger make someone die? If he really listens to you...he really dies...what will you do?"

This "if" is so scary that even imagining it, I feel suffocated.

Xiang Toon is still a child, even if he is angry, he learns from adults.

She couldn't bear the consequences, and after being frightened by Xiao Youci, she couldn't care about her anger and sadness, so she turned around and ran to Shen Ayuan's house.

Seeing the back of Xiang Toon turning away, Xiao Youci let out a foul breath, his eyes became darker and darker, as if he could swallow everything——

It's a pity that no one said this to him back then.

He was different from others in Liujia Village. He was alienated by his parents and rejected by his peers. They laughed at him, pushed him, and even pushed him into the Huchi River. Once, he almost drowned.

He was very angry, and the person who never said harsh words yelled at the group of children: "Why don't you go to die?! You all just go to die!"

He didn't know what "death" was, and by the time he knew it, it was too late.

They really died, all those whom he scolded and hated, whether they were children or adults, all died inexplicably for one reason or another.

They all said that he was a disaster star, that he brought misfortune to the village. Not only did they not accept him, but they even drove their family out of the village.

At that time, his adoptive mother was pregnant with the child.

His parents regarded him as a goblin and wild monster. They hated him and feared him, lest they treat him badly and suffer the same bad luck and die inexplicably as everyone else.

They lived together at the foot of the mountain outside the village for more than a year until their younger brother was born——

The soldiers from Huqiang came, and my younger brother was crying all the time. He was four years old at that time and knew nothing, only that the cry of the child would attract the cavalry of Huqiang, and they would all die.

He put his younger brother into the vegetable urn, hoping that the wooden planks could block his voice, and that the Huqiang people would not find him when they came.

The younger brother is too young to be found, and they will be stabbed to death by him on the spot.

But he didn't expect that when he was guarding the door to see if the Huqiang people came, the stone on the window sill accidentally fell and hit the wooden board of the vegetable urn, which was tightly sealed.

When the parents came back...the child had been smothered to death.

That's not Yan Tong's past, it's his, Xiao Youci's past.

……

Later Liujia Village was slaughtered by Huqiang people, everyone died, his younger brother, his adoptive parents, those who hated him in the village, those who avoided him like snakes and scorpions...

All of them are dead.

Xiao Youci was taken away by his biological father.

Xiao Youci hadn't fully remembered what happened during the years when he was with his father. He only remembered that Jiang He came to kill his father. Later, he was brought back to Linxianmen by Jiang He.