Chapter 13: Flame Veins
The next day, the warm sunlight outside the window shone in through the old wooden window, and the dust inside could be seen flickering back and forth in the two straight pillars of light. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Xing Nan was staring at the dust in a daze, only to hear the door creak, and a person came from outside, and it was the little girl who was lying on the bed yesterday who came in.
A head of jet-black hair is naturally draped over his shoulders, his huge eyes are radiant, and his two eyebrows are slightly bent, but he looks lively and cute at this time.
I heard the little girl cry out and said, "Brother, are you better?" ā
Xing Nan slowly turned her head to look at the familiar and unfamiliar girl in front of her, her mind still immersed in the dream-like fire refining test.
Why am I still here, is it true that everything in the fire refining test is a dream, how can it be so real, this girl in front of me is my sister, so who is I, is it not true that everything in the Fire God Sect is not real, this is impossible.
The girl saw Xing Nan staring at herself, and asked strangely, "Brother, why are you, why don't you speak?" ā
Xing Nan was asked twice in a row, and suddenly woke up from his thoughts, and there were just a bunch of questions that he wanted to sort out, touched his head with a little headache, and asked, "Where is this, why do you call me brother?" Why did that woman yesterday say it's my mother? ā
The girl was a little confused by this series of questions, and paused for a moment, but then laughed and scolded: "Brother, you are so fond of joking when you are sick, you don't even recognize your mother." ā
The girl just finished speaking, but looking at Xing Nan, who was silent and full of doubts, she suddenly didn't feel like she was joking, and exclaimed: "No, brother, you won't be in the water in your brain, stupid." ā
Before Xing Nan could react, she saw the girl run out in surprise, only to hear her shouting from afar: "Mother, come on, brother, he's stupid!" ā
Xing Nan slipped a bead of sweat the size of a bean from his cheeks, and thought: Oh my God, this little kid, I haven't finished yet.
I only heard a woman's scolding from afar: "Dead girl, what are you talking nonsense?" ā
The little girl only said aggrievedly: "Mother, it's true, brother, he's really stupid, he doesn't remember me anymore, he doesn't recognize you anymore!" ā
After only a while, Xing Nan saw the woman who claimed to be her mother running in from outside the door in a hurry, the hoe in her hand hadn't had time to throw down, it looked like she was working in the field, and she was panting and said, "Xing Nan, what's wrong with you, don't you remember being your mother?" ā
Xing Nan frowned, looked at this unfamiliar face, and shook his head.
Seeing Xing Nan looking at her with such an indifferent expression, the woman quickly put down the hoe, ran to the bed, reached out and touched her forehead, and said to herself: "It's not hot, is it really in the water?" ā
Xing Nan heard people say that his brain was in water for the second time, although the person in front of him was very good to him, he couldn't help but be a little angry, and said coldly: "My brain is not in water, where else is this, what about my master?" Didn't I already pass the fourth layer of the Fire Refining Test, how could I be here? ā
The woman was so shocked that she hurriedly covered her mouth with her hand, tears immediately seeped out of her eyes, and she said in a suffrage: "Child, you, how did you become like this, do you really not remember anything?" ā
Xing Nan saw the woman in front of him crying very sadly, and his heart was also moved, Xing Nan was originally an orphan, after being adopted by the master since he was a child, although he was not very strict with him, but he never felt maternal love, especially after waking up yesterday, the woman in front of him was indeed meticulously cared for, which made his heart feel warm.
At this time, looking at the woman in front of him who was worried about his safety, Xing Nan couldn't refuse anymore, so he had to reluctantly shout: "Mother!" Don't cry, your head hurts a little, and you can't remember a lot of things. ā
As soon as the woman heard her mother, she immediately burst into tears and laughed, wiped her tears, and said, "Child, it's okay if you're fine, whatever you want to eat, my mother will get it for you." ā
Since Xing Nan woke up yesterday, it is true that the rice grains have not entered, and now when she talks about it, her stomach unconsciously gurgles, and when the woman heard it, she smiled and said, "Mother, let's get it, you wait a minute." ā
Xing Nan looked at the woman in front of him, gentle and caring, and thought that it would be good if it was really my mother, his originally cold face showed a hint of a smile, and shouted again: "Mother, I want to eat eggs." ā
The woman was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Okay, my mother knows, my mother will go and get eggs." ā
When the woman walked out, Xing Nan felt that his body seemed to have recovered a lot, although he was a little hungry, but he was able to move, so he climbed out of bed alone, he pushed open the dilapidated wooden door, squeaked, and a strong light shone in along the crack in the door, spilling on his face, a little hot, but feeling extremely warm.
He strode out of the house and saw the outside world, the whole countryside, with weeds, wild flowers, and crisscrossed farmland, some sparse people working in the fields, and heard a lot of barking dogs.
At this moment the sun was in the sky, and it was about ten o'clock in the afternoon, and he looked at a grass hut next to him, slightly larger than the one he lived, and the chimney on the roof was now floating a faint smoke.
Because his body had just recovered not long ago, he walked slowly towards the grass hut, only to hear the voices of two women coming from the grass hut, and listen carefully to the mother and sister talking.
"Mother, where did you get the eggs, did you eat eggs at noon today, they look delicious!"
"Stinky girl, this egg is for your brother, not for you."
"Why is this, I don't agree, I haven't eaten meat for many days."
"Go, play."
"Woo, mother, you are eccentric."
I saw that the younger sister ran out of the grass hut with a crying face, and happened to bump into Xingnan, and said to him angrily: "Hmph, I knew that you pretended to be sick and lied to your mother to cook eggs for you to eat, I won't get along with you, I'll go tell my father." ā
Xing Nan looked at his sister who was far away, wondering if this egg was very precious, why it was only boiled for me to eat, he looked left and right, only to see that there was not even a chicken in the yard, and then looked at the surrounding environment, the broken grass house, the simple farm tools, and the clothes full of patches were drying, which suddenly reminded him of something, and regretted that he casually said that he wanted to eat eggs, maybe this egg is very precious to them.
Thinking of this, he felt that the woman really loved him very much, just like his own son, and he made up his mind that no matter how much he said, he couldn't hurt her heart anymore, so he decided to pretend like this first.
Xing Nan was about to walk towards the grass hut again, saying thank you to the woman, suddenly, he only felt a pain in his heart, and he covered it hard, but it was getting more and more painful, a piercing pain made him have to kneel down, and beads of sweat the size of beans on his head immediately appeared, he held his heart tightly with both hands, gritted his teeth, and wanted to let the pain pass quickly.
After a while, the pain finally eased slowly, he let go of his hand, looked at the chest, at a glance, he was extremely shocked, the original shabby clothes on the chest were actually torn open by him, and what surprised him even more was that a green flame pattern appeared on the chest.
He had seen the pattern before, it was the veins that had appeared on the statue of the god of fire, exactly the same, and it was flickering and flickering at this time.