Who the two of us kidnapped?

[This chapter is Xiaoyin's side story, if you don't like it, you can skip it]

The orange-red sunset gathers its last ray of light and disappears under the horizon full of yellow sand, and the purple-red sunset is the last afterglow of today.

"Children, let's eat." In the village, one after another, it is the call of all the parents.The smoke rising from every household is the background of every evening.

"Xiaoyan? Xiaoyan? Where have you been hiding?" the 9-year-old boy shouted, pushing aside the dry grass that was drying against the wall by the roadside.The little boy is called Qu Mo, and he is looking for his 4-year-old brother, Qu Yan.

"Hahaha..." The child's laughter came from the haystack not far away.

"Xiao Yan!" Qu Mo walked around to the side of the haystack, and saw his younger brother lying on the ground, who happened to be hidden in the blind corner of his sight.

At this time, Qu Yan simply turned over, exposed his belly to the sky, raised his hands and feet at the same time and stretched them out to his brother, with a bright smile on his face, and eyes as clear as a baby's.

Qu Mo sighed helplessly, and reached out to hug the young Qu Yan.

Four-year-olds can run and jump just now, but they don't understand anything yet.However, Qu Yan always likes to play hide-and-seek with his brother, and especially likes to hide when his brother is not paying attention, and then watching his brother search around the village, he will have some pleasure in his heart that he can't understand.

"Xiaoyan, don't run around next time!" Qu Mo, who is only 9 years old, is very proficient in holding his younger brother. After all, he has been taking care of his younger brother since he was born. There are bad people nearby, and the village next door has already lost many children."

Qu Yan just snuggled into his brother's arms, blinked his eyes, and didn't seem to understand what his brother meant, "What is throwing a child? Do you throw it like this?" As he spoke, he grabbed the grass leaves that had been pricked in his brother's hair, Throw it out hard.

A piece of dry grass fluttered in the wind, drifted slowly, mixed into the dust on the ground, and could no longer be distinguished.

"It's not this kind of loss..." Qu Mo felt a little dumbfounded, "It means I can't find it."

"Brother will find me." The young brother smiled easily, his eyes were not trusting, but clear without any mundane dust.A young child who still doesn't understand the dangers of the world, if there is any special emotion, it is only the dependence on the closest person.

Qu Mo was slightly stunned. At the age of 9, he already knew that there is a wider world outside this village, and there is a river and lake in it, and an organization called Vulcan Cult is always doing some excessive things in this area.However, these people have ulterior motives, and it is good for him to bear it alone.

"Yeah." Qu Mo showed a gentle smile, looking down at the younger brother in his arms, "I will always be by your side."

"Hee hee..." Qu Yan got his brother's answer and laughed again, not understanding his brother's determination at all.

"I just know how to giggle." Qu Mo sighed helplessly, sometimes he would suspect in his heart that this younger brother might not be a fool, "Does Xiaoyan know how old he is today?"

"3 years old." Qu Yan stretched out three fingers, looked at himself, and stretched out another one, "No, it's 4 years old!"

"Well, today is your birthday, Xiaoyan is 4 years old." Qu Mo said, and put his younger brother in his arms on the ground.

In front of them was an open door, and Dad had just brought dinner to the table.Their aunt left early, and the family is all taken care of by their father.

"Children, come quickly." Daddy waved his hand to greet the two brothers.

"Hey." The little Qu Yan raised a leg across the threshold and made a very cute voice.

Seeing his younger brother struggling, Qu Mo couldn't help laughing, bent down, raised Qu Yan with both hands, went directly into the room and put him on the bench beside the table, and then sat beside him.

The pancakes wrapped with aged bacon are served with light clear soup. This is the family's dinner, and Qu Yan, who is still a baby, is obediently drinking a small bowl of mush.

"Killer! Help!" A woman's heart-piercing cry came from the entrance of the village.

"Hide quickly!" The moment Dad heard the shout, he immediately got up and lifted the wooden plank covering the floor in the corner, and the entrance to the cellar appeared in front of the two brothers. The ignorant Qu Yan stuffed it into Qu Mo's arms, then pushed Qu Mo into the cellar, and threw the pancakes that Qu Mo had eaten into the cellar together.

Hearing the footsteps outside getting closer, Dad was flustered, but his hands had no time to tremble.He quickly placed the two children's small bowls in front of him.

Dad was reluctant to drink soup, so he didn't have his own small bowl. Therefore, if people don't know the arrangement on the table now, they will think that he is the only one in this family.

After the table was set, Dad grabbed the dry grass by the wall and moved it to the wooden board, hiding the entrance of the cellar.

Just as he returned to the table, before he could sit down, the door was kicked open mercilessly.The night sky outside was already illuminated by fire. The people outside the door had flames painted on the hem of their white robes, and there were many metal pieces hanging from the edge of the robes. They were members of the Vulcan Cult.

"Search for me!" The leader gave the order without looking at the people in the room.

"You guys, what are you doing!" Father tried to stop the intruders.

But the Vulcan religion just ignores him, as if things outside the target are invisible and inaudible.

Dad, who rushed to the door and tried to stop these people, saw several children on the road outside, all from the village. These leather children who usually go to the house to expose the tiles, at this moment, all their hands were tied behind their backs, and their mouths were gagged. , sitting on a wooden cart.

And their parents, who tried to resist with something in their hands, have been wiped off their necks.The loess and sand in the village were mixed with blood and turned into a sticky ground.The rest of the people hid in the corner, weeping and trembling in horror.

"There's a cellar here."

The voice in the room pulled Dad back into the room. This subconscious movement to stop him made the Vulcan Cultists more convinced that there was someone below.

"Search!"

"Da da da da..."

Before the Vulcan Cultists had time to move, a little boy had already run out of the cellar, ignoring the people in the room, and before he even had time to find out where Dad was, he rushed out the door, but Unsurprisingly, the Vulcan Cultist grabbed the collar and picked him up.

"Let go of me, let me go!" Qu Mo kicked his hands and feet, trying to break free.

"Let go of my child!" Dad casually picked up the soup bowl on the table, and the remaining soup in the bowl dripped into his hand, but he didn't care about it, he raised the bowl and threw it at the head of the man who was holding Qu Mo. hit.

Unexpectedly, a scimitar from the Western Regions stabbed into Father's belly. Under the indifferent eyes of the other party, Father dropped his hands and fell to the ground without breath.

"Father!" Qu Mo's eyes widened, both frightened and angry.

"There are only two sets of tableware, and there is no one in this house." A subordinate of the Vulcan Cult reported to the leader.

"Let's go." The leader flicked his sleeves and turned around, heading for the next house.

The subordinates of the Vulcan Cult tied up Qu Mo, gagged his mouth with a ball of rags, and threw him onto the cart.

Just now, in the cellar, Qu Mo already understood that if he didn't go out, both brothers would be arrested.It's better for him to be a bait to lure these people away, maybe he can save his brother.

"Xiao Yan, let's play hide-and-seek here." Qu Mo Chong smiled at Qu Yan who was sitting on the ground with him, pretending to be the same as usual, but his voice was extremely low, for fear of being heard by the people above.

"Brother." Even as a 4-year-old child, Qu Yan felt the danger approaching and expressed anxiety.

"Be obedient, go and hide. Don't come out by yourself." Qu Mo said and stuffed the pancake into Qu Yan's little hand, and pushed him, while he closed his eyes and started counting down.

"Brother must find me?" Qu Yan tugged at Qu Mo's sleeve uneasily.

"En. Hurry up and hide." Qu Mo raised his hand to cover his eyes, wiping away the overflowing tears.Hearing the rattling of the crock pot of pickles, he knew that his younger brother had already hidden it, and the countdown in his mouth returned to zero, and he rushed out of the cellar without hesitation.

"Brother?" Qu Yan saw the back of his brother leaving from the crack of the crock.

"Brother!" Qu Yan heard the voices of his brother and father shouting from above.

"Brother..." The whole world returned to silence, only the crackling sound of flames burning the wooden house, and the smoke permeated from the open cellar mouth, gradually becoming difficult to breathe, Qu Yan pressed his chest, fell to the ground and coughed hard, his voice was After a while, the fresh air can no longer be breathed in the lungs.

"Little Yin, Little Yin!" The voice that came from beside his ear was far away and unreal.In the suffocating feeling of suffocation, I felt as if a hand was rubbing my chest.

Patter... patter... patter...

At night, a torrential rain lavishly washed away the village and extinguished the fire started by the Vulcan Cult.But after the fire, the house was no longer able to prevent the rain, and the cellar was flooded with water. Half of Qu Yan's small face was submerged in the water, but luckily his nose was not submerged.Xu Shi felt the coldness of the night in the desert area, and being soaked in the water, Qu Yan shrank into a ball unconsciously.

"There is a child here!" It was the voice of a teenager.

"Little Silver!" Another voice intruded indistinctly next to his ear.

"He's still alive, but his family is probably gone." The boy's voice continued.

"Xiaoyin! Wake up!" The voice next to her ear continued.

"Senior Ling Guang, let's adopt him. If senior doesn't like to take care of children, let me take care of them!" The young man's voice seemed anxious.

"Xiaoyin! Wake up! Don't sleep!" The voice beside her ear seemed more urgent.

"Okay. According to the canon, you can give him a code name." This time it was the voice of a young man, and the speaker picked up Qu Yan, who was unconscious with a high fever, without paying attention to the clothes on his body Soggy.

"Little Yin, wake up quickly..." The voice next to his ear carried a hint of prayer.He was lifted up and hugged into his arms, and his slightly forward posture made his breathing a little easier.

"A few days ago, senior said that the waning moon in the Western Regions does not have a chilling charm, why not call it 'Silver Moon'?" The young man who claimed to be Li Weisheng seemed a little casual, "However, it sounds like a girl's name. Then... 'Silver'."

"Little Silver." The voice of a young man named Ling Guang coincided with the voice next to his ear.

"Cough, cough, cough..." After coughing for a while, the airway was opened, and the clarity of mind gradually recovered, and slowly opened his eyes.

The place I was in was not the ruins of a village on the northwest border, but the restaurant Lingguang Pavilion in Luoyang City.

The time is not 4 years old, but 16 years old.Oh, no, it should be 17 years old today.

The name...is no longer Qu Yan, but 'Silver'.

"Little Yin, do you feel better? Are you still suffering?" the person who was sitting on the edge of the bed and supporting Yin asked with concern.

The person next to him is no longer his elder brother, but his master Ling Guang.

"Yeah. It's okay." She spoke softly, her voice was weak, and she couldn't help panting after just a few words.

Ling Guang felt that Yin's heartbeat was a little messy, and the palm that had been covering his chest continued to massage and rub, trying to soothe this fragile heart.

Since he was injured at the age of 15, Yin has not been healed. Even if Ling Guang is a genius doctor, he has not been able to restore his precious apprentice to the original state. Yin's heart and lungs suffered from old wounds that cannot be cured.

Xu Shi's long-sick body was really lacking energy, Yin leaned into Ling Guang's arms and fell asleep.A tear fell from his closed eye.

brother.

where are you?

You didn't come for your birthday this year.

You still haven't found me.

brother.

i can't find you...

The author has something to say:

This chapter is the birthday congratulations given to Teacher Ranran before, and it is about Xiaoyin's childhood (actually, he had a dream).

Then, it was followed by the 17th birthday. In the previous chapter, Qingji and the others came to Lingguang Pavilion. This day was May [-]th, and Xiaoyin’s birthday was the first day of June. That means this chapter happened to continue on the timeline. from the previous chapter.

However, skipping basically does not affect the follow-up.