The pillar was silent for a long time before whispering, "Before...... I've never heard you mention it. ”

He was standing behind Nuomi, bowing his head slightly, looking at the direction of the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.

He completely sees the little progress and change of glutinous rice. Even when Jiao Suqing was talking to Nuomi, he didn't mean to carry him back. Nuomi once mentioned to him the matter of the Nine Heavens Dragon Xuannu, but he never said anything about his childhood.

The pillar also used to think of his past in the middle of the night when he had nothing to do, and then suddenly began to guess about Nuomi's childhood.

When he was on Qingquan Peak before, he vaguely knew that Nuomi was an orphan, without a father and mother, and he was wandering outside alone. It was at that time that he felt that Nuomi was a poor little guy, so he paid attention to such a soft and glutinous little thing from the very beginning.

But later, when he heard about the Nine Heavens Dragon Xuannu, he was at a loss.

Although he didn't know what it was, as long as he looked at Jiao Suqing's attitude, he knew that it must be quite an amazing identity. What's more, Jiao Suqing wanted to bring Nuomi back to the Spirit Demon Realm with all his might, but it was because Nuomi himself was unwilling, so he didn't succeed.

Since glutinous rice has such a side, no matter how you think about it, it can't be a simple origin.

Zhuzi always thought that the distance between himself and the glutinous rice might become a little farther away because of this.

It was only when he discovered this fact that he suddenly realized that he seemed to have nowhere else to go. If Nuomi had promised Jiao Suqing at that time, followed Jiao Suqing to leave the Netherworld, or left the human world, then he would have stayed alone in this human world, and he really didn't know what else to do.

He had indeed regained his appearance as a monk, and his cultivation was much smoother now than before. Whether it was the body or the level of cultivation, it was a strength that he had never thought of before. But he really didn't know what he could do.

In the past, when he was in the sect, he worked so hard to earn money for his family. Later, he was looking for his little sister; And after that. Knowing that he was deceived by Lin Luo, he got the help of Nuomi when he was most dazed and helpless, and he felt that he should give his life to Nuomi.

But he never thought about what he could do and what he could do for himself besides these things.

If Nuomi didn't want him to follow him, he really didn't know what else he could achieve.

Fortunately, Nuomi didn't mean to leave him alone. Even if he planned to stay in the human world, there would always be a place for him in Nuomi's plan, and this arrangement made him feel very relieved.

But he still can't help but think of the gap between himself and glutinous rice.

He used to live in a dilapidated rural area. The family didn't have much rented land, so they had to work in the fields every day in the sun. He always felt that glutinous rice must be different, even if he had wandered outside, his background must be different from him. He was already a little afraid to ask.

After glutinous rice was stunned for a while, he saw the expression of the pillar. He suddenly smiled and said, "Senior brother, you have never told me about family matters." ”

If it had been before, glutinous rice would never have said such a thing.

She knew that those family members were simply the scars in the heart of the pillar. But at this time, the pillar first talked about this topic, and she felt it. She seemed to be able to touch a little bit of the place in the bottom of the pillar's heart.

The pillar fell silent. He seemed to hesitate for a while, and after a long time, as if he had finally made up his mind, he stammered and told Nuomi about the past that had been a little vague.

The home he remembered had faded to the point that there was barely much left. There were indeed not many words of embellishment in his dry voice. The words spoken are the most simple and simple, and they are a little dumb, so that when people listen to them, they can't really imagine what it looks like in the small thatched house on the edge of the mountain village.

Maybe even the pillars themselves. are already deliberately forgetting the dilapidated existence zài. At this time, when he mentioned it again, he suddenly realized that his heart had long since ceased to be so painful. In a more bland tone, he could talk about the babies who used to run behind his ass and then starved to death.

The situation of his family is not good, and the situation in the village has never been rich.

The dry rice fields, the shallower and shallower wells, and the huge old tree at the entrance of the village constitute all his memories of the same year. When he later returned to the village, the old tree had already died, and I don't know if it had been struck by lightning, and the body of the tree was completely cracked, and there were not many branches left on it, and it was burned black and very ugly.

It was a place where there weren't even many birds or bugs, the water was muddy, and there were no fish in it. All year round, they ran from the head of the village to the end of the village, and from the end of the village to the head of the village, and even the weeds on the roadside were eaten clean.

After digging up the fragments that he didn't want to remember, he suddenly realized that the place was not as he thought, and he watched his family die. The people in that village were already dead and there weren't many young and strong left.

His memories of his childhood are not good at all, except for labor, but still labor.

Even the content of the labor, he couldn't say it very smoothly, stammered, and didn't know if the glutinous rice could understand it.

But even though he said it so simply, Nuomi still listened carefully, as if trying to imagine those pictures, and then make up a complete memory.

"Senior brother used to be very good at living." She whispered, and all at once the pillar turned red.

“…… No. The pillar's voice was a little weak.

"Senior brother used to be very good at living." Nuomi still insisted on saying this, and nodded her head, as if in this way, she could deepen her persuasiveness, "I have also seen those who farm at home before. When the time comes for a dry day, they can't get by. But the senior brother is still working very hard. ”

The pillar stopped talking.

He wasn't really willing to live that kind of life. He didn't even know if he really wanted to escape from that small village, so he chose to work outside.

In the town, even if you sell your whole life, it is better than being trapped in that dilapidated village.

"I don't even know where I was born as a child. I once saw a ...... My mother's acquaintance. She told me that my father is a good-looking Langzhong, and my aunt is a young lady from a family who cultivates immortals. The two men quietly ran out of the house, and then I was born. Glutinous rice ignored the pillar, but said to herself, "You see, they ran farther, and I have never seen what the place they ran out of was like." ”

The pillar was stunned.

It was a life he never imagined.

I felt that I couldn't achieve my ideas at home, so I ran away from that house. On days like this, he never even thinks about it.

In that small old village, no matter how difficult it is, as long as it can still be supported, no one will choose to leave. His departure, whether it was to flee or for any other reason, but the most important thing was that his family really couldn't support it anymore.

If he doesn't leave, then the newborn little brother will have to be sent away.

He never knew that he could still meet as he wished for his own affairs.

If you are happy, you will stay; If you're not happy, leave.

Glutinous rice spread his hands, made a somewhat helpless expression, and smiled at the pillar again, "So...... Brother, you see, there are still people like that. My father and mother, like you, left the house. But they never thought about going back, let alone doing anything for their family. It is said that the family wants my aunt to double cultivate with other monks, so as to give birth to a gifted heir. ”

“…… You're talented, and you're good. That's all the pillar could say.

Even he didn't know what he was trying to say.

Nuomi smiled even more heartily, even her eyes narrowed, and the bridge of her nose wrinkled slightly, revealing a playful expression.

"Yes. Even if they didn't listen to the family's arrangement, they still gave birth to me. My father is just a langzhong, and he can't cultivate immortals at all, but he can just refine some simple pills. In order to seal my aura and prevent others from snatching me away, my aunt scattered all her cultivation. Afterward...... Later, they were gone, and I didn't know that my aunt had a mother's family, let alone that Hui Lu Leopard and Ah Jiao were looking for me, so I had to try to survive by myself. ”

These are really two completely different lives.

It was also from the side of the house, everyone had different reasons, and the things they experienced were different, but the pillar suddenly felt relieved.

He found that even though he and Nuomi were different, and the twists and turns in between, in the end, they seemed to be walking on the same path.

It's not just a road to pass by, it's a path that we can walk together.

If there had been a slight mistake in the middle, or if he hadn't left the house, or if Nuomi's father and mother hadn't been so resolute, they wouldn't have stood side by side like this today.

The things of the past, the good, the bad, the bitter, the sweet.

If it weren't for those days, even if the two of them were still wandering in this world, they would never be what they are now. RO