Following the familiar road, Liu Qingshan returned to his hometown.

A remote mountain village, it was here that he was found and adopted.

He had no parents, and for as long as he can remember, he was in the company of beasts, so in his blood, there was the violence of beast blood, and he once thought that he was a beast, until one day, a man found him, adopted him, and then taught him to be a man.

His strength is innate.

The power comes from the bloodline, and every time between life and death, it will be stimulated, even if it is Liu Qingshan himself, he doesn't know how strong this power hidden in the bloodline is.

After three years of wandering and the accumulation of silence, Liu Qingshan endured the wind and rain in the world and became stronger and stronger.

The already small mountain village has become more peaceful.

When they left, there were more than 30 households, but now, there are only six households left.

In the blur of the night, several lights show a different atmosphere, quiet, warm, and a kind of enjoyment from the depths of the soul, Liu Qingshan doesn't know who his parents are, but he has always regarded this place as the place of birth.

So every time I am tired, I will quietly come back here and bathe in the restlessness of my soul.

The door opened, and an old man in his seventies appeared, and when he saw Liu Qingshan, a trace of surprise appeared on his wrinkled face, and he said happily: "Qingshan is back, how long are you going to live this time?"

Liu Qingshan shook his head, the old man in front of him is surnamed Wang, and the people in the village call him Lao Wangtou, he was born here, grew up here, and is always here, or one day, he will die here, but here is his roots. Hey||Words ||Grid can be viewed free of charge

When he was discovered, the first home he lived in was the earthen house of the old king, so every time Liu Qingshan came, he also lived here, and his name was also taken by the old man, Qingshan.

Gradually, there was a kind of warmth between him and the old man.

The old man was unmarried all his life, and lived by hunting and farming on weekdays.

Although he was a little lonely, Liu Qingshan still envied him.

"It's nice to come back and see my old man, you can stay as long as you want, how about it, did you bring back the wine?"

"Yes. ”

"That's good, come in, I'll get some side dishes, it's really time for you kid to come back, I hunted a wild boar a few days ago, divided it in half, and pickled it in half, so that I can improve the food." ”

A plate of peanuts, homegrown peanuts, a plate of pickles, and a plate of wild boar meat that has been boiled and cut into a plate.

Old man Wang's favorite thing is wine, whether it is good or bad, he has to drink it every day.

So most of the grain he grows is made into wine, and there is a big wine vat at home, and there is never a shortage of wine.

But what he liked the most was the wine that Liu Qingshan came to see him and brought him, and Liu Qingshan never forgot this.

Two bottles of wine, the two of them don't have to be polite, one bottle per person, and they blow it on the mouth of the bottle.

The wine is in the stomach, and the stomach is full of sorrow.

"Alas, Lao Lin is dead, there is one less companion to talk to, life is getting more and more boring, now there are only six families left, I heard that next month, there are still three more families to move out, maybe next year, I will be the only one left here. ”

"I'll come back to accompany you?" Liu Qingshan never said much, and he spoke very simply.

The old king was stunned for a moment, glared at Liu Qingshan, and said: "You are a young man, what are you doing in this place, young people are going to go outside, stay here and wait for death, you are not old enough to wait for death?"

Liu Qingshan glanced up at Lao Wang, didn't speak again, just lifted the wine bottle and touched it, the meaning was obvious, don't say it, drink it simply.

The old king took a sip of it, and said with a grinning smile: "I saw it back then, you kid is a wolf, except for screaming, you don't seem to have too many expressions, after so many years, you can't even laugh, it is estimated that until now, there is not even a girlfriend!"

Girlfriend? This kind of novelty, Liu Qingshan really hasn't thought about it, life seems to be all blood and killing to him.

"Anyway, I am also a person who walked out of Qingshan Village, my old man also hopes that you can live a good life, find a woman to have a companion, and give birth to a litter of cubs, you kid don't let my old man down. ”

Maybe it's been dull for too long, the old king's words are getting more and more, and one person chatters endlessly, Liu Qingshan didn't speak, just listened, and then waited until the old king's head was drunk, fell down, and fell asleep.

This night, just like this, Liu Qingshan's heart has a quiet that has not been seen for a long time.

Although the old king is getting older and older, and there are more and more words, he gives people the feeling that he is very close, and the strangeness that has not returned for three years has dispersed all of a sudden, as if he has lived here for a long time, and Liu Qingshan still wants to continue to live.

In the morning, when Lao Wangtou woke up, he walked out of the door and saw Liu Qingshan being busy in the courtyard, he was chopping wood, every time he came back, he would do something, whether it was in the field, in the field, or at home, Liu Qingshan would, he regarded himself as a person in this family.

The old Wang smiled easily, sat on the threshold, smoked a cigarette pouch, and made a "bar" sound, forming a very harmonious picture with the busy Liu Qingshan.

The axe fell, so neatly that you didn't even need to look at it, and the bowl of thick wood was split in half and quickly piled up into a mountain.

Seeing this, the old king shook his head, this kid, his strength is still so great.

It's just a pity that he is not his grandson in the end, and he has no reason to leave him, although he really wants to have someone by his side to support him for the elderly, but he can't open this mouth and drag this child down.

Although he is old, he is not confused, every time Liu Qingshan comes back, he is full of exhaustion, he has been wronged outside, or he has something unhappy, he never asks, but uses this casual feeling to relieve his depressed mood, or the work at home, which is also a way to explain.

He didn't have much to live, and he couldn't help him with anything, so he could only enjoy this little happiness and live up to this child's heart.

In this poor and remote place, who will remember that there is an old king like him alive.

"Qingshan, you kid is enough, as soon as you come back, you will do all the work, my old man is very bored when he is idle, take a break, let's talk and chatter——"

The old man finally couldn't help but speak, and the smoke in his mouth was spitting out, full of happiness.

A series of ticking sounds came from Liu Qingshan's body, Liu Qingshan dropped the last axe, the wood was split in half, and the axe was stuck in the stump, three inches deep, motionless.

This is a dilapidated mobile BB machine, the kind that has long been eliminated from the city, and it is also the only contact information left before he left, and this is the first time it has sounded in more than three years.

There are only four words on it: "Tian Ying has an accident." ”

Sweat has long stained the clothes, in the rising sun, revealing copper-colored skin, showing a kind of vigorous vitality, with a "pop" sound, the BB machine was pinched a smash, its storage zài is a contact, now contact, it has completed its mission.

There was an air of indifference on the originally quiet face.

"What, you have something to be busy again?" the old king said: "If you have something, you will be busy, and you will come back when you have time, anyway, I will not leave, if you are not happy outside, come back here, although this place is a little remote, but carefree, it is not bad." ”

"I'm leaving, you eat and sleep more, take care of your body, and try to live longer. "Okay, it's hard and unpleasant, but this is already the best blessing Liu Qingshan can think of.

The old king waved his hand and said, "Go, next time you come back, take two more bottles of wine, and don't forget it." ”

"I'll remember. ”

didn't even return to the house, Liu Qingshan had already turned around and left the small courtyard of the farmhouse, and the voice of the old king came from behind: "Take this and eat it on the road, but it's a pity that your kid is not blessed, and you are still going to stew a pot at noon?"

This is a piece of marinated wild boar, although it is very rough, but it is very suitable for Liu Qingshan's appetite, maybe he used to be with beasts, eating meat is a habit, and he likes large pieces of meat.

took the meat and stuffed it into his arms, Liu Qingshan waved his hand behind his back, and left with a step, and soon, his figure disappeared in the cyan mountain.

The energetic old king, the brilliance on his face was gone, as if he had aged ten years all of a sudden, and he was still smoking the old cigarette pouch in his mouth, but he no longer had the taste just now.

He knew that his body was getting worse and worse, but he didn't know if he would be alive the next time Qingshan came back.

Liu Qingshan knows that he is a person who does not have too many feelings, starting from memory, there are not too many people who can leave a mark in his heart, the first to give him food, the first to give him warm adoptive father and adoptive mother, and then there is a group of brothers and friends who have intersected in life and death.

He feels that this kind of life is already very happy.

But the death of the rat knife made him have a kind of anger in his body that he had never felt before, so he would go on a killing spree.

At that moment, it was not that he wanted to kill, but that he couldn't restrain himself, this kind of killing, he himself felt fear, as if his mind was blinded by anger, he was not himself, or it could be said that it was his true self.

He left the capital, not because he was afraid, but because he didn't want to drag down those who cared about him, although there were really few people who cared about him.

The death of the rat knife was a kind of guilt in his heart, people like him looked down on death, but the rat knife was killed by someone, so he felt that he had not done anything wrong by killing those people in the Fang family.

He didn't want to know the Tao in it, and he didn't want to pay attention to those human contacts, he just knew that there were some things that he had to do.

So he did, did it crisply, and left the capital to calm the aftershocks of the angry killing, he didn't want to become a murderous demon himself.

But it's a pity that someone always forced him, degrading step by step, stained with blood.

Before the rat knife died, he only begged him for one thing, to help him take care of his sister, Liu Qingshan agreed, he said that he would do it, in addition to sending living expenses every month to help her study, he was more concerned about her life, and in the past three years, this little girl has been the biggest concern in his heart.

But now, something happened to her.

Whoever dares to hurt her will die.

Looking back at the small mountain village that he couldn't see, Liu Qingshan sighed.

"Old Wangtou, I don't know if I can come back alive this time, if I live, I will definitely come back to see you. ”