Chapter 3: Emptiness

The shrunken Jin Yun kept watch by the little boy's side, the squirrels were jumping in the trees, the insects were chirping, and the dark forest was particularly lively.

......A series of crisp sounds gradually approached, Jin Yun looked around vigilantly, and a man in white walked out from the depths of the forest, sitting on a white horse with colorful sideburns, and gradually approached them.

Jin Yun screamed sharply, and the homesick man drove away, and the big man didn't seem to have any intention of leaving, but slowly approached them. When the man held Jin Yun in his arms, there was no desperate struggle as imagined, but a kind of surrender, putting Jin Yun on his shoulder, and the man picked up the unconscious boy on the ground with tears in the corners of his eyes. Got on the white horse. Went deeper.

"Daddy...... Mom ......" the boy sat up suddenly, breathing heavily, beads of sweat on his head. Looking around, he found that he was no longer in the place where he had fainted, and neither was Jin Yun. "What kind of place is this?" the man in white walked in through the door, "You're awake." Jin Yun, who was standing on his shoulder, saw the boy wake up and threw himself into the boy's arms. The boy was silent with Jin Yun in his arms, but his tears rained down and he cried bitterly. Jin Yunbei let out a sad chirp, and the man silently exited the door when he saw this. There was only one sad man and one bird left in the room.

The man in white came to the ancient tree, picked up the teacup, looked up at the sky, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

The boy didn't say a word for a week, but every day he shed tears and washed his face. And Jin Yun could only look at him silently from the side, and there was infinite sadness in his eyes. Every day, the man in white brought him food, and it was almost unchanged.

Awakened again in tears, looking at the emaciated Jin Yun, the boy finally ate the bedside things and stepped out of the room for the first time. Looking at the man under the ancient tree, he clasped his hands and saluted, "Thank you, sir, for saving your life." ”

The boy walked alone to the side of the hill, looking up at the sky, quiet, motionless. The man in white walked up the hill and asked, "What's your name?" Ling Zheng didn't reply, still standing there dumbfounded. The man in white asked again, "What did you see?" "Father, mother, and ......," said Ling Zheng's fists clenched tightly. "Do you want to help them get revenge?" Letting go of his clenched fists, Ling Zheng said lightly, "I will make them pay the price they have to pay." ”

Ling Zheng seemed to come to his senses: "Who are you?" The man also looked up at the sky: "Now my name is Kong Xuan, you can call me Kong." Hearing this, Ling Zheng looked up at the sky again. Sora glanced at the ancient tree that Ling Zheng had returned to. Continue to sip his tea.

Ling Zheng stood quietly on the top of the mountain. I didn't return to the house until nightfall, and I was about to fall asleep. Empty Dao: "Drink the soup and then go to sleep!" Ling Zheng turned around and dried the soup on the table in one gulp. When I fell asleep, there was no sound, and no more tears flowed.