The little girl felt her lips touch something warm, her brow moved, and she slowly opened her eyes.

It took more than ten breaths for this action, as if she had exhausted all her strength.

I slowly drank a little clear vegetable soup, and my spirit was slightly better. Looking sideways at the little boy, he said in an inaudible voice, "Brother, I dreamed of my father." ”

"Sister, that's Daddy watching you from heaven! The little boy pretended to be happy.

"Brother, I'm going to die, right? Aunt Liu said that she would die if she got sick. ”

"No, you're just a little sleepy, not sick. ”

"I won't die, I'm afraid that if I die, my brother will be the only one in this world. ”

The little boy turned his head away and bit his lip. It took a few deep breaths very gently and slowly to control the tears that wanted to fall from my eyes.

The little girl was really too weak, and she fell asleep again with just a few words.

The little boy gently put the girl down and covered the few rags that were covering the girl. got up and walked out of the shack directly, ignoring the steaming vegetable soup on the stove, as if it was not because he was hungry when he watched the vegetable soup squirm his throat before.

When he came out, he spread his feet and ran out of the valley, and after half an hour he was sweating profusely and panting.

When the boy arrived at a courtyard, his bare feet were bloodstained from running for a long time. But the boy didn't seem to feel it, and stretched out his dirty little black hand and knocked desperately on the courtyard door. While knocking back, he shouted: "Fourth master, fourth master, open the door to help, open the door to help." ”

After a while, an impatient voice sounded from inside the courtyard. "What if the kid is in a hurry to be reincarnated?

"Squeak"

The courtyard door opened, and a sixty-year-old man walked out. Seeing that the little boy fanned his nose with his hand in disgust, he frowned and said, "Is it looking for death, knocking on what?

The boy knelt down in front of the old man and began to kowtow.

"Fourth master, please do well, save my sister, she is sick and dying, please, please. "The mouth kept pleading.

When the old man heard this, he waved his hand and said like a fly: "If you die, you will die, what are you doing here? ”

"Fourth master, please do well, I can make you a cow and a horse, as long as you save my sister, you can do whatever you want. ”

"Hmph! The ancestor of your lineage, who dared to be good to you in the entire valley after stealing the family's resources and refining secret recipes hundreds of years ago? ”

After the old man called the fourth master finished speaking, he kicked the boy out a few feet away, turned around and slammed the courtyard door.

The little boy lay on the cold ground, staring at the sky with empty eyes, and this young mind had endured so much that it seemed to have broken down at this moment.

It took a long time to struggle to get up, and there was no dirt on his body, and there was no blood stain on the soles of his feet. As if he had lost his bones, he shrugged his shoulders and walked back with his head bowed.

The little boy returned to the shack and did not enter, but looked around several times. It seems that there is something in this familiar environment, which makes the boy's eyes very memorable.

Walk into the shack and pick up a kitchen knife made from a piece of iron. He walked to the side of the bed again, put the knife aside, and then carefully held his sister in his arms.

Holding the knife with his free right hand, he gently stroked his sister's head with his left hand, and the strength was very gentle.

Maybe I didn't want to bear it anymore, tears fell like raindrops, and my thin body whimpered, sobbed, and trembled.

After all, this action woke up the little girl, looking at the crying brother, the little girl wanted to reach out to wipe her brother's tears, but she tried several times and had no strength to lift it. Just silently choked like a mosquito fly:

"If my brother doesn't cry, Tongtong will get better, and he will be obedient. ”

The boy wiped his tears for his sister, and his voice stammered a little because of crying, "My sister has always been, always been the most obedient, rest assured, brother, it's okay." ”

"But I'm afraid I won't be able to wake up if I go to sleep again, and then I won't be able to see my brother. ”

"Don't worry, my sister just can't get up when she falls asleep, and my brother will accompany you. ”

Maybe the little girl didn't understand the meaning of her brother's last sentence, or maybe she did, anyway, the little girl didn't speak after that.

Crying and crying, she closed her eyes again, her eyelids kept shaking before they closed, maybe she didn't want to close them, she just wanted to keep them open.

Time passed like this, and in a blink of an eye, it was the next morning. One night's time. The little boy held his sister in his arms and did not say a word or move, but the right hand holding the knife tightened and loosened and tightened.

The little boy called out to his sister softly, but he didn't hear the sound he wanted to hear, and he didn't even move his eyelids, and he shook his sister in his arms with his arms, but the little girl was still motionless.

After a few moments, the little boy was not shaking or calling, as if the result was exactly what he had expected.

Turning his head, his eyes scanned back and forth at the simple shack, and then looked deeply at his sister in Banxiang's arms.

Closed his eyes, raised the knife in his hand and put it on his own neck, the hand holding the knife was very steady without a trace of trembling, just like the heart of a little boy at the moment, very calm and calm......

Just as the little boy was about to slit his own throat with all his might, a voice rang in his ears.

"What do you think your sister will do if she finds out that her brother is dead after she is well?"

The little boy opened his eyes in shock, turned his head and saw a person standing by the bed. Remembering what he had just heard, his body was shocked, and as if he was grasping at a life-saving straw, he hurriedly spoke: "You mean, my sister is still alive, and there is still salvation?"

"Of course you can't live or die, so do you still want to kill yourself?"

"No...... Of course not, please save my sister, I am willing to make you a cow and a horse. As he spoke, the little boy gently put his sister down, then rolled off the bed and fell to his knees.

The dirty little black hand grabbed the hem of the speaker's robe, as if it was not a robe, but hope, a new world.

"It's okay to save your sister, but you get up first, I don't like to talk to people who kneel. ”

"Oooh... Okay. The little boy hurriedly got up, his hopeful eyes fixed on the man in front of him.

"It's okay to save your sister, but you have to promise me a few conditions. ”

"Okay, I'll promise, no matter what the conditions, I can do it, as long as you save my sister. The little boy did not hesitate at all, and directly agreed.

"First, from now on, you can only kneel to teach your karmic teacher, and no one can kneel at any other time, even if the sky falls and crushes on top of your head.

"Second, remember everything that happened to you and your sister, in the future, you will set foot in the Mo family ancestral hall and tell everyone that your ancestor is a hero or Tianjiao is a generation of refining masters, and the surname Mo is wonderful because of him, who dares to say no, then no matter if the immortals are killed, there will be no mercy.

"Third, always keep the heart of a child, even if you can move mountains and reclaim the sea and pick up the stars and take the moon in the future, don't forget that you were once just an ordinary person who couldn't save your sister and could only commit suicide. The man said in a serious tone, even a little stern.

"Okay, I promise, and please save my sister. ”

"Remember what you promised. ”

The person who suddenly appeared in the shack was naturally Yu Zefeng, who had arrived in Heavy Weapon City a month ago, and had easily found the descendants of Mo Jun.

Because the Mo Jun lineage is a shame in the Mo family, a traitor who stole the family's resources and inheritance, and a target of suppression.

Since he arrived here, he has been silently observing the two sisters and brothers, watching the two little ones rely on each other and never give up, feeling the true feelings of this dark corner that is indeed as warm as the spring sun.