The stratus clouds dispersed, and the sun appeared, but this long-lost sunlight had a feeling of scorching the earth.

After a period of life and death, Zhuang Zifei was already exhausted, and at this time he was lying on the ridges of a wheat field, his face was pale and lifeless.

Perhaps because of the interweaving of souls, Zhuang Zifei's brain has undergone a very thorough cleansing, in other words, he has now become a new life form.

He really wanted to stand up, but his body was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

"Brother......

Faintly, a clear and slightly immature voice came into his ears, making his expression much heavier.

"Where are you, brother, brother......"

In the blurred vision, a thin figure gradually appeared. It was a little girl in a short dress, walking with a rickety walk, and her round head looked particularly cute.

After a while, the little girl approached Zhuang Zifei, looking a little nervous:

"Wake up, brother...... What the hell is wrong with you?"

Looking at Zhuang Zifei who was lying in pain among the ridges, her emotions became more and more excited, and tears were squeezed out of the corners of her eyes from time to time.

Then the little girl rolled up her sleeves and held him up stiffly, ignoring her thin body.

She supported Zhuang Zifei, who had fallen into a coma, and walked through the layers of wheat waves with difficulty, towards an ancient village not far from them.

Zhuangzi, who was in a coma, could not hear any sound from the outside world, and could only vaguely feel the heavy panting of the little girl.

Zhuang Zifei didn't know her, and although his brain wasn't very clear, he was sure of that. As for why he called him brother, he had no way of knowing.

Seeing that she was getting closer and closer to the village, the little girl's frown gradually relaxed.

The village is generally full of black and blue brick houses, and there are winding stone paths between the houses. The little girl hugged him like this, turned several corners, and finally stopped by a quiet courtyard:

"Dad, mother, come and help......"

The little girl's voice was very weak, presumably due to excessive physical exertion.

Soon, an ordinary-looking elderly couple of about fifty or sixty years old hurried out of the house:

"Little Seven...... What's wrong with you, Xiao Qi?"

When the woman saw that Zhuangzi was not like this, she was at a loss for a while, and kept spinning and shouting in place. Fortunately, the old man beside her was calm and calm, and when he saw this, he hurriedly carried Zhuang Zifei into the house.

The room was very simple, with nothing but a tea table, chairs, and bed pillows.

The old man relied on his previous experience of suddenly fainting, cooled him down, decocted medicine, and was busy for a while before he gradually stopped:

"It's just heat stroke, just take a break...... the old man's voice was low, even a little cold, but it was not difficult to see from his eyebrows that he was still very worried about his son.

"It's all your fault...... It's all your fault...... How many times have I told you, our little seven are weak and can't do heavy work...... You don't listen......"

The woman looked dissatisfied, and kept complaining about the old man beside her.

"What can you do if you don't work?"

"With a stupid child like him, do you still expect him to study and test for fame?"

"You ......"

Seeing that the quarrel could not be carried out with him, the woman turned around angrily and sat down in a chair far away from him.

"Ahem......"

"Oh, don't make any noise, my brother is awake......"

"Awake?"

The woman hurriedly stood up and hurried towards Zhuang Zifei.

"Little Seven...... Little Seven ...... Wake up at last, you're awake at last......" The woman threw herself on top of her son, laughing and weeping tears.

Zhuang Zifei, who had just woken up, was at a loss when he saw this scene, and he didn't know what was going on.

He tried to move the woman away, but he was weak and had no strength at all, so he had to let her pounce like this.

"Look at you, it hurts my brother...... the little girl quickly moved her mother away, and then gently helped Zhuang Zifei up and leaned against the wall next to the bed.

"Is it better...... Brother ......"

Although Zhuang Zifei had lost his memory at this time, looking at the concerned eyes of the people around him, he actually felt an unprecedented warmth, yes, that warmth came from his relatives.

"You are ......"

Looking at his stunned expression, the originally excited woman suddenly restrained her smile:

"What's wrong with you...... Little Seven?"

"Little Seven?...... Me?" He pointed to himself, a confused expression.

The woman was stunned, and then walked up to him:

"What? You don't remember any of that?"

The little girl was also startled when she saw this, and hurriedly leaned her head over:

"What about me......? Do you remember me?"

"You ......"

He thought about it for a long time, but finally shook his head.

The old man saw that the situation was not right, so he went to the village and invited several Langzhong outside the village, but they couldn't say why, and they returned in vain.

In this way, the old couple fell into the anxiety and anxiety of their son's amnesia.

The little girl was the last to see her parents sad and sad, and after several struggles and thoughts, she came up with a bold idea:

"Dad, mother...... Since my brother has forgotten all about the past, let's help him reconstruct his memories!"

"My brother is weak, so I won't let him work in the fields from now on...... Maybe we'll be blessed by misfortune, and my brother will have an open mind and be successful in reading......"

The old man was extremely reluctant in his heart, but in the current situation, this may be the only feasible way.

Seeing that her father and mother did not object, the little girl smiled and looked at her brother in front of her, and said softly:

"You...... Seven of the words, one two, three, four, five, six, seven, ......"

"I, my name is Yan Xiaotao, I am your sister, let's ......"

Before he finished speaking, the neighing of war horses came from outside the door, followed by the horror and wailing of the neighbors.

"The county guards an order, and all the girls under the age of 16 in the village will be detained by the county government and handed over to the imperial court tomorrow to embroider the "Splendid Mountains and Rivers"...... Those who violate the order will be killed!"

Before they could react, a team of soldiers and horses suddenly broke into their home, and the blade was straight at Yan Xiaotao.

"Who are you? Fuck off......"

"Brother...... Save me......

She was lifted up by the fierce officers and soldiers, and she was sent out of the house without looking back.

"Brother......

Looking at her begging and helpless eyes when she was taken away, Yan Qi's heart was very uncomfortable. But he really didn't have the strength to save people now, and he didn't know if she was really his sister, so he didn't save her.

Perhaps it was Yan Xiaotao's frightened voice and the bitter crying of the couple on the side that were too touching, and it was only after this group of barbarian officers and soldiers left the village that Yan Qi slowly walked down from the bed:

"I'll go......" The old couple on the side looked at him with a somewhat complicated look in their eyes.

"Since he called me brother......"

"Then I'll be his brother for once!"