It was a dagger carried by Gao Qian, and the gold-cut iron was extremely sharp, and it was a good blade for defense.

But it is a dead thing after all, and how to use it depends on whose hand it holds.

Cen Chi raised his hand to pull the dagger from the wall, staggered back, and with all the strength he poured down, he grabbed the dagger and plunged it into the back vest of the high diver.

Maybe it was because Gao Qian's neck had been strangled for a long time, and he was on the verge of death, and the blood flow slowed down, so Cen Chi's stab, although it pierced Gao Qian's heart vein from the angle of his back, the blood water spurting out from the edge of the dagger did not seem 'intense' and did not spill far.

It's not as much blood as the knife that slaughtered the pig.

But Fang Wu, who was pressed on the back of the high submarine with his whole body weight, saw this scene, but he couldn't help but take three steps back in a row, his eyes slightly open, and he was speechless in surprise.

Cen Chi didn't seem to see the somewhat complicated expression on Fang Wu's face at this time, he just grabbed the dagger and 'inserted' it, and then turned his wrist and stirred it for half a circle.

As the dagger shattered the heart, Gao Qian's body twitched a few times, and gradually returned to calm again, only the hand that was flat on the ground, a few fingers were still trembling slightly, like a long snake that had been stabbed seven inches, although the vitality was broken, the body could still squirm slightly.

Cen Chi then pulled out the dagger to wait for the blood to overflow faster.

The dagger is very sharp, so whether it is 'inserted' or pulled up, whether it is a person or a wall, it is not too difficult to pull it up.

But Cen Chi raised his arm and pulled it out, but it seemed to have exhausted the last strength of his body.

As the dagger was thrown two steps away by him, his figure fell on his back.

Gao Qian's life has been broken, but it seems that Cen Chi has also lost most of his life and is just dying.

"Cen ......" Fang Wu came back to his senses at this time, stood up from the ground and pounced. Although he had just received a 'chest' slap from Gao Qian, and he had coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, his internal injuries were not light, but compared to Cen Chi's fatal condition at this time, his injuries were nothing.

Picking up Cen Chi, who had fallen to the ground, leaning on his shoulder, Fang Wu reached out and pulled it into his arms, trembling and 'touching' out a small paper bag, opening his mouth and gritting his teeth to tear it open, pouring the red particles inside into Cen Chi's mouth.

Cen Chi had just swallowed the red 'color' pill, and soon spit it out with a mouthful of blood.

Coughing and vomiting caused the wound of the broken bone under the ribs, Cen Chi woke up again, and vaguely saw Fang Wu's face in front of him, and suddenly sighed: "Oh no...... Underestimate that dog...... Now I'm ...... I'm afraid I'm going to ...... Shiro got in......"

"Now that I know that, I almost think you were crazy just now." Fang Wu impatiently threw out a sentence, seeing that it was useless to pour 'medicine', he gave up this life-saving method, and instead dragged Cen Chi to the 'bed', "You can't die, even if you are crippled, you have to save your life, otherwise the three elders of Beili Yinyi will hunt me down and kill me for more than a lifetime." ”

Fang Wu dragged Cen Chi to the 'bed', first tore open the blood-stained clothes in front of his 'chest', then took out a cloth bag from his sleeve, tore open the tether and shook it, and the three rows of silver needles embedded in it were 'exposed'.

Fang Wu's fingers came out of the 'hole' like a spiritual snake, and he counted the needles, first sealing several large 'holes' in Cen Chi's heart and lungs, slowing down the speed of blood flow, and Cen Chi's cough gradually stopped.

Seeing that the situation had improved slightly, Fang Wuxiao breathed a sigh of relief, took out another paper bag from his arms and tore it open, which was still a small red 'medicine' pill and poured it into Cen Chi's mouth.

"Don't spit it out again, you have to swallow the blood, and I didn't bring much of this 'medicine'." As Fang Wu spoke, he reached out to support Cen Chi's chin and help him chew and swallow.

This time, Cen Chi successfully swallowed the small bag of somewhat strange particles.

It didn't take long for his frown to loosen, and two strange 'flushes' appeared on his pale cheeks. Gradually, he opened his eyes, and the decadence in his eyes was swept away at some point.

The first thing Cen Chi said when he woke up was: "Am I dying?" ”

Thinking about his terrible state just now, and then observing the 'spirit' in his eyes and the strange 'color' on his face at this time, it is indeed a bit like the moment when a dying person returns to the light.

"With me here, you're not dying that easily." Fang Wugang, who was sitting on the edge of the 'bed' and resting for a while, said this, and suddenly coughed uncontrollably, he raised his sleeve and wiped the corners of his mouth, glanced at the face of coughing up blood, and said with some surprise: "This injury is a little wrong......

He was talking about the internal injury caused to him by the palm that was printed on his just 'chest' by Gao Qian in the powder mist just now, even if he coughed up blood because of this, it should be a bright red face, but at this time, the blood 'color' he saw gradually deepened.

Cen Chi, who had just woken up, saw this scene, but remembered one thing, and immediately said: "Old Dao, you may have been poisoned by me." ”

As Cen Chi spoke, he struggled to sit up, but in vain.

Only then did he realize that the kind of red 'colored' pill that Fang Wu gave him was probably only 'stimulating' his physical potential, not a therapeutic effect. The strange 'pill' could keep him awake for a while, and made him feel good about himself, and the sharp pain in all parts of his body seemed to disappear for the most part, as if all his injuries had been healed in an instant.

But in reality, this is not the case, the physical strength has not been restored, and the relaxation felt in the 'spirit' is only the illusion of anesthesia created by the red 'color' pill.

He began coughing up blood from the colics under his ribs, and until now, the amount of blood in his body has been terrifyingly large, which can be recovered in half an hour. His actual physical condition at this time should be that he can't even lift his fingers.

For a moment, Cen Chi questioned Fang Wu's motive for giving him that little red 'color' pill, but soon, this doubt was erased from his heart again.

After today's incident, he can be regarded as owing Fang no favor, no matter whether he can survive afterwards, he should not speculate about each other at this time.

When Fang Wu heard Cen Chi's words, he also had a moment of doubt in his heart, but after thinking carefully for a while, he didn't feel that Cen Chi had taken the initiative to poison him, and this doubt naturally dissipated.

Just before Gao Qian came upstairs, he and Cen Chi drank at the same table and ate two jars of wine, but the wine he drank was freshly opened sealing mud. Even if Cen Chi can reach the sky with his hands, he can't buy the workers of the wine shop in Shakou County. I can't reach the network, and I can't have time to do it.

Then there is only one possibility of accidental injury.

After today's incident, Fang Wu and Cen Chi can be regarded as having a 'friendship' of life and death. Although this 'friendship' is formed by a passive opportunity, in any case, it will still be deeper than the mutual trust of ordinary friends. Under the premise of such trust, some suspicions will only be rootless duckweed, which can be easily erased.

Regarding Cen Chi's prompt, Fang Wu didn't immediately ask where the 'medicine' was, but after thinking for a while, he suddenly said, "Is it the jar of wine that Gao Qian took away from you?" ”

After Gao Qian dragged away the half jar of wine in Cen Chi's hand before, he did not accompany him to drink it as he said, but poured this half jar of wine on Fang Wu's face as cold water. At that time, Gao Qian didn't know that Fang Wu was pretending to be drunk, and pouring wine was just to make him sober up.

Fang Wu remembered that he 'licked' the wet corners of his mouth at that time, but he never thought that just a few drops of poisonous wine would be so poisonous!

He looked at Cen Chi again, his eyes were even more frightened, and he said in a deep voice: "In order to kill someone, you are so harmful to yourself?" ”

"No, I was poisoned when the dog went upstairs." Cen Chi tugged at the corner of his 'lips' and smiled, at this moment he had only the strength to move his face, "But...... I didn't bring the antidote with me. ”

"It's really scary to see that you are determined to kill someone." Fang Wu stretched out his hand and stroked his 'chest', gradually swallowed, and said indifferently: "However, Gao Qian's usual intervention in your life is too careful, and it probably won't work if you want to prevent him from hiding something, and it is also helpless to do it without an antidote by your side." ”

"You should have been splashed with poisoned wine, if there is no antidote, other methods should be able to slow down the poison." Cen Chi took a breath, then slowly spoke, explaining the ingredients of the 'medicine' he had applied to the wine and the dilution method.

After listening to Cen Chi's explanation, Fang Wu didn't immediately do what he said, but said with a smile: "It turns out that it's just such a little poison, it's okay, it's important to treat you first." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he set out to tear Cen Chi's sleeve.

Cen Chi had actually already realized that the red 'colored' pill that Fang Wu gave him just now probably had nothing to do with detoxification, but at this time, his behavior of not tearing his sleeve was even more incomprehensible.

However, he didn't have much strength to stop this now, so he could only move his mouthpiece and ask in a low voice: "Haven't you already prepared the antidote to the toxins left in my body?" But the 'medicine' you just gave me is very unfamiliar, what is it? ”

"I can't say what kind of 'medicine' it is, because that 'medicine' was sent by Xiao Kuang, and he will never harm you." Fang Wu's subordinates paused for a moment, thought about it and said slowly: "Now I think back to the letter he sent with the 'medicine', you are worthy of being your fellow 'sect' senior brother, and you know you well enough than others. ”

"Yes, I learned that you even hid the 'medicine' from me." Cen Chi sighed softly, and suddenly frowned.

Seeing his frowning and enduring the pain, Fang Wu realized that it was his action of tearing his sleeves that affected a hidden wound somewhere on his body, and reached out to brush him a few times, and soon found out what the problem was.

"If I hadn't been here today, not only would you not be able to kill the high dive, but you would have folded in first." Fang Wu's fingers touched the broken bone under Cen Chi's ribs, and quickly let go again, "You guys were so close just now, if he pulls out the dagger a moment ago, you will be the one who will be stabbed to death." ”

"Dogs, just think about their master's orders." As Fang Wujiang's slightly pressed fingers loosened, Cen Chi gradually eased his frowning brows, and said lightly: "If it were you and me, at that time, the first thing that came to mind was to kill the opponent and save yourself. ”

"The surname Gao is also a loyal heart, but you don't agree with his master." Fang Wu sighed slightly, he wanted to look sideways at the gradually cold corpse on the floor of the room, but this was just a flash of his thought after all, because the person in front of him who needed to be treated immediately was more important.

"Originally, the toxins in your body were charged very well, so taking the antidote 'medicine' can be gradually dissipated, but now your situation is special, and the poison 'sex' spreads, and it will be slow to use the 'medicine' again. I'm going to use a silver needle to pull out the poison from your 'acupoint', this practice is very harmful to your body, and the process is extremely painful, but this is the only way I can think of now, you can bear with it!" ”

Fang Wu twisted the fabric he tore from Cen Chi's sleeve into a thick rope, and then stuffed it into Cen Chi's mouth to prevent him from crushing his teeth from the pain of pulling out the poison, and then said, "In the process of pulling out the poison, you must always stay awake...... I think with your temperament, you should be able to endure it. ”

Cen Chi nodded.

Fang Wu no longer hesitated, spread out his palm and brushed it towards the silver needle cloth bag on the side.

……

The endless pain brought a tumbling dizziness, Cen Chi couldn't feel that he was 'twitching' all over, he was already paralyzed by pain.

But he remembered what Fang Wu had told him before the needle, so he gritted his teeth and opened his eyes, keeping his mind clear. The rope he had put in his mouth was already wet, and seemed to be about to be bitten through by his teeth. He wasn't aware of this.

His body was numb, and because he was trying hard to support his senses, he could only clearly feel his 'spirit' spirit world.

He felt as if he had become a dragon standing on the cusp of the 'waves', the huge 'waves' slapping at him from all sides, and he had no barrier to rely on. Rao is like this, he still has to keep his body steady and not be photographed on the 'wave' head. Because he has an intuition in his consciousness: once he falls, it will be endless silence!

However, the turbulent 'waves' are only a prelude.

After the 'waves' and 'tides' washed and slapped from under your feet, lightning fell overhead!

Every time he was struck by this lightning, he felt as if he had been 'pumped' a tendon and a bone removed, and he wanted to tremble in pain, but he didn't even seem to have the strength to tremble.

Pulling out the poison, pulling out the poison...... This is to pull out his muscles and bones, and eventually turn him into a puddle of rotten 'meat' soft mud......

He didn't know how long he had lasted, and his consciousness finally blurred from his eyes to the depths of his mind. He wasn't sure if he had passed out, for the blurred vision before him had gradually changed, but still had a clear outline.

He saw a mountain with a few thatched huts on the mountainside, and a cliff behind the thatched huts.

A clear spring falls from the top of the cliff, and the spring water scrapes over the craggy rocks of the cliff wall, and it makes a loud noise. The water falling from a high altitude hits the deep pool under the cliff, and the water 'flowers' splash white foam, and the water vapor does not disperse. The vegetation around the waterhole is perennially exposed to this warmth and humidity, and the petals and leaves of the 'flowers' are clear and shiny.

He obviously felt that his position at the moment was still far away from the mountainside, but the grass huts, cliffs, flying springs, and 'flower' grass on the mountainside...... and gave him a sense of familiarity close at hand.

It's a very contradictory feeling.

But he didn't have time to dwell on the reason for this paradox, for he soon found three boys kneeling side by side on the front of the hut, which drew most of his attention.

Two of the three boys had grown into teenagers, and even when they knelt on the ground, their backs were 'straight', and there was not the slightest cowardice that a child would show when he was punished for his mistakes.

Only one boy kneeling on the far left was about five or six years old, with his head bowed and sobbing. And he Huo Ran saw the familiar outline clearly from the face of the youngest child among the three!

This child is exactly what he was when he was five years old.

……

"Senior brother, Senior Brother Cen has just arrived, and he is so young, you should be more tolerant of him." In the thatched hut, a young man in a gray and white cotton shirt stood at the table with his back bowed, and said slowly while carefully comparing a few pieces of torn scraps of paper spread out on the table.

His words were clearly addressed to the young man sitting on the other side of the table.

The young man sitting at the table was carelessly pounding paste, and he was wearing a light blue 'color' cotton suit, which not only lined his figure 'upright', but also made his face look cold at a glance.

The young man in the green shirt slowed down his hand holding the wooden pestle and pounding the paste, his eyes pointed to the thick pile of shredded paper in the corner of the table, and said lightly: "If he tears up other notes, I can forgive him, but this one is the only one...... Hmph, if you can't fight it back, I won't forgive him! ”

The white-shirted young man straightened his back when he heard this, looked sideways and said, "Shouldn't you put it up yourself?" Pounding the paste in exchange for me? ”

"Change it." Without the slightest hesitation, the young man in the green shirt put down the urn containing the paste and stood up.

When the young man in green shirt walked to the table, reached out and picked up a piece of shredded paper on the table, and was about to splice, out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the young man in white shirt who had moved out of the way did not pound the paste according to the agreement just now, but turned around and walked out of the 'door'.

"Senior brother?" The young man in the green shirt was puzzled.

"Hmm." The white-shirted boy answered, but it was only an answer, his footsteps did not stop, and he quickly walked out of the 'door'.

The young man in the green shirt paused slightly with his hand holding the shredded paper, and after a little thought, he did not chase it out, and quickly straightened out his 'spirit' and focused on what was going on in his hands. But just as he was on the second page, a familiar voice came from outside the room, and immediately drew his attention again.

"Little junior brother, come, drink some water."

“…… Thank you big brother. ”

"Hmm...... In the future, you have to call me senior brother, the brother who beat you just now is your second senior brother, can you remember? ”

"Remember, remember ......"

"Hmm...... Master's punishment must not be neglected, and you still need to kneel for half an hour. Senior brother will leave first, and I will call you when the time comes. ”

In the thatched hut, the young man in green shirt who was standing behind the square window with his head slightly tilted his head pursed the corners of his mouth. Through a window, his vision was unobstructed, and he could see clearly the two people on the ground in front of the thatched hut. He was still dissatisfied with the kneeling child, and he was a little annoyed by the white-shirted boy's act of delivering water.

In addition to the punishment of kneeling, the child should also be thirsty for a long time, which is considered a strict punishment, thinking that it is a profound lesson, otherwise I don't know how many disasters this naughty boy will cause in the future.

Just when the young man in green shirt on the side of the window was dissatisfied, he said a few words, and was about to turn around and continue to go back to the table to spell his notebook that was torn up by the child who knelt outside the house, when he paused for a moment outside the house and started talking again, and the young man in green shirt couldn't help but pause and turn around.

"Senior brother......" The kneeling child returned the water bowl and called out a little jerky, not very accustomed to using this title. But after a sound, the child hesitated, and did not continue.

A child of his age would have said whatever came to mind, and there shouldn't be any scheming. At this moment, he unconsciously 'revealed' a trace of overage profundity.

"Hmm." The young man in a gray and white cotton shirt had clear eyes, but he didn't seem to realize the child's premature growth, so he just responded gently, turned around and didn't speak, just waited patiently for something.

"Second Senior Brother, doesn't you hate me very much?" The kneeling child hesitated for a long time, and finally spoke. A very direct question, this style is somewhat in line with his actual age.

The young man in green shirt who was looking through the window in the thatched hut suddenly heard this, and his eyes gradually condensed.

On the floor outside the thatched hut, the white-shirted young man who was standing only one step away from the child squatted down again, his gaze was close to the level of the child, and then he asked softly but with a very serious expression: "Then do you also hate your second senior brother?" ”

"I hate it, he hit me, and he hit me very hard!" Without thinking, the child not only said his hateful feelings, but also listed a proof reason.

In the face of the child's annoyed expression, the white-shirted young man who squatted in front of him, his gaze level was still calm, but then he asked, "Then when you first met, did you hate him too?" ”

The child was silent, and after a while he muttered, "If he doesn't hit me......"

The white-shirted young man didn't wait any longer this time, and immediately said, "That's because you tore up his notes." Think back to yourself, in the years in the mountains, did the second senior brother ever 'show' a fierce light to you every day, and he was stern and 'lustful'? On the contrary, how many buckets of water and how many bundles of firewood did the second senior brother do for you in pity of your young and weak strength every day that the master ordered you to give you morning and evening classes? ”

The child was silent again, and this time he was silent for a long time without speaking again.

The white-shirted young man sighed softly, his expression softened, and he said slowly: "The note has been torn up, and it will be useless to reprimand you for this matter." Senior brother just has one thing that I don't know, you are not a child with a stubborn temperament, but why would you want to tear up the notes of the second senior brother? ”

"I ......," said the child, who said only one word, lowered his head and bit his lower 'lip', and did not continue.

"I believe that this is not without reason." The white-shirted young man's expression was still calm, "You should remember that the second senior brother is not a light temper that will be angry and beat people, he actually takes a lot of care of you, but you really did something wrong this time." If you have something to say to him, Senior Brother can help you convey it. ”

The child, who had been bowing his head and not saying a word, suddenly raised his head, and said with a worried look in his eyes: "Will the second senior brother reconcile with me?" ”

The white-shirted boy seemed to catch the answer he had been waiting for for a long time from the child's words, and a bright 'color' appeared in his eyes, and instead of answering the child's question, he asked with a smile: "It depends on whether you sincerely hope to reconcile with him." ”

……

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I don't know how long the years are in the mountains, but Cen Chi, who was only five years old that year, can deeply feel that his life lacks his father's tall but angry figure, and his mother's lamenting and weeping side face, and then fills in three strangers, his life does not seem to be so bad, but adds a lot of joy and fun than before.

The three strangers are the master, the senior brother, and the second senior brother.

Specifically, it was not these three people who intruded into his life, but the small world of these three people that contained him when his home was robbed, separated from his loved ones, when his unhappy but stable life was torn apart, and when he was on the verge of death due to hunger and disease.

Although he didn't know why at first.

But the strict and at the same time erudite Master; Xiao Kuang, the elder brother who does not live with him but is gentle and friendly; There is also Lin Shan, the second senior brother who has many frictions in life, but has the most frequent and long-term opportunities to get along, and actually takes a lot of care of him...... The other kind of "family" formed by these three people allowed Cen Chi to quickly integrate into it, unrestrained and free.

The contradiction and dispute between the torn book, the senior brother didn't know what method he used, and he really persuaded the second senior brother to reconcile, and the stable and harmonious life in the mountains continued.

Until one day, because of one thing, Cen Chi suddenly remembered.

And the interval of one year did not make him forget the mistake he made last time, but the guilt in his heart increased dramatically.

……

……

It was raining lightly that day, and the color of the rain clouds was a little 'overcast', and the humidity on the mountain was heavier. The second senior brother ran back from somewhere, and his body was quite sloppy, as if he had rolled in the mud, which was very different from his usual neat and tidy appearance. At that time, Cen Chi had been on the mountain for nearly a year, and he was used to the usual appearance of the young Lin Shan, and at first glance he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the wolf who came back like this.

And Lin Shan's next move when he returned to the thatched hut was to pull his junior brother Cen Chi out and run out.

"Senior brother, where are you taking me?" Cen Chi, who was just a child, had a surprised look on his face, and halfway through being dragged out of the door, he threw the sutra he was reading to page 6 back into the house.

"You'll know when you get there." The young Lin Shan continued to 'make' a false sentence.

When the young Lin Shan stopped, Cen Chi, who was six years old, saw a pile of ashes.

"Today is your birthday, junior brother, it's been almost a year since you arrived in the Great Wilderness Mountain, and I took something good to celebrate with you." As he spoke, the young Lin Shan squatted down in front of the pile of ashes, picked up the ashes with his bare hands, and 'exposed' a pottery altar inside. The young Lin Shan picked up the pottery altar and held it in front of the young junior brother, and said, "You can open the lid and take a look yourself." ”

Cen Chi pouted and said, "Don't look at it, it's a bug!" ”

"You're stupid, if it's a worm, put it in the jar and burn it in the fire, won't they all die?" The young man Lin Shan snorted, but his not very satisfied expression only stopped on his face for a moment and then dissipated, obviously not caring about the bad speculation of his junior brother's kindness to him, and then urged: "Reveal it quickly!" If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't spare my hands, I would have helped you uncover it a long time ago. ”

Cen Chi reluctantly reached out to uncover it.

And when he saw the things in the pottery jar, a look of surprise immediately appeared in his eyes...... In that kind of surprise, the fear after not being 'teased' by the senior brother's prank, only a burst of surprise at first, and gradually the surprise turned into an apology.

A few mountain 'chicken' eggs boiled in the clear water in the pottery jar made Cen Chi, who had eaten green vegetables and white rice for a long time, feel happy, but soon he remembered another unpleasant thing.

"Senior brother, I'm ......" Cen Chi held the lid of the pottery altar that was still warm with fire ashes, his hand hung in the air and did not move, and his speech became fragmented.

"Huh?" The young Lin Shan answered, but his attention was quickly drawn by a bolt of lightning that slashed across the sky.

"Oh no, it's starting to thunder, and it's going to rain heavily." The young Lin Shan withdrew his gaze from the sky, and he couldn't spare his hands holding the boiled egg pottery jar, so he had to look at his junior brother and urge: "Come with me, I know there is a wild boar's nest nearby, go and hide first, and then you can slowly enjoy the delicious food I prepared for you." ”

……

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In the rock 'hole', the young man with a little mud and a few scratches on his body sat cross-legged on a pile of weeds, not minding that he was not described, but concentrating on peeling a boiled mountain 'chicken' egg in his hand. Although his body was sloppy, his hands were clean to peel eggs, because they had just been carefully washed.

Cen Chi, who was sitting next to him, looked out of the 'hole' from time to time, and when the senior brother beside him handed over the peeled mountain 'chicken' egg, he took it slowly, and did not immediately open his mouth to eat, but said with a frightened face: "Senior brother, this is the wild boar's nest, there will be no wild boar coming back, right?" ”

"It turns out that you have been trembling since you entered the 'cave' in the mountain, are you afraid of this?" The young Lin Shan had just finished peeling a mountain 'chicken' egg, and then he took out an egg from the pottery jar containing boiling water next to his knee and continued to peel it, and at the same time said casually: "Don't worry, this mountain 'cave' is absolutely safe." ”

"Senior brother, why are you so sure?" The young Cen Chigang imitated the master's 'kiss' and finished half a sentence seriously, and then the meaning of the second half of the sentence became strange, "You, know the language of wild boars?" ”

When the young Lin Shan heard this, his face was slightly pale, and he pulled the corners of his mouth. But in the end, because he kept in mind the advice of the senior brother and wanted to be more patient and tolerant of the little junior brother, he endured the momentum of arguing with the little junior brother, and only took a deep breath and said slowly: "I don't know if the wild boar can speak, I only know that there is no wild boar in this mountain 'cave'. ”

"If there is no wild boar, how can you call a wild boar 'hole'?"

"Because there used to be, now it's definitely not."

"Then why was there before, but not now?"

"You can ask Senior Brother about this trouble."

"Why does Senior Brother know, but Senior Brother you don't?"

"I want to ask you first, why do you have so many why?"

"If you don't understand, ask why, Master said, if I don't understand something, I can ask my senior brother for advice at any time."

"This question is not within the scope of Master's teaching......

"The boiled mountain 'chicken' egg is not the knowledge that the master has taught."

"Didn't you want to eat because you wanted to eat, so I went to dig the pheasant' nest? You remember last year, I didn't promise you to climb a tree and dig out a bird's nest, and you tore up my notes when you turned around...... That's when I thought that on your birthday, I took out two nests of mountain 'chicken' eggs, which can be regarded as compensating for your regret......"

"Uh...... Senior brother, I actually still want the ...... in that bird's nest."

"That's just a little bigger, how can there be a mountain 'chicken' with big eggs!"

"But I've never tasted that kind of egg!"

"You ......"

……

……

In the midst of some arguments, Cen Chi unconsciously learned a lot of things from his senior brother Lin Shan.

For example, when you climb a tree and find that there are eggs, a large percentage of the eggs have actually begun to transform into chicks and cannot be eaten. So a year ago, the senior brother did not agree to the request of the senior brother and went up to the tree to dig the bird's nest.

As well as about birthdays, the date was identified by the senior brother Lin Shan in the inscription on the silver hoop around his neck.

and the wild boar 'hole' where he is at the moment, why there is only a 'hole' and no wild boars returning from the rain, Cen Chi roughly inquired clearly, but the result made him shocked and forgot again.

Looking at Cen Chi after eating the last mountain 'chicken' egg, the young Lin Shan added regretfully on the issue of "there is no wild boar in the wild boar's nest": "If your birthday can be a few months earlier, you can eat the wild boar trotters barbecued by the senior brother with me, it is really delicious!" It's a pity that you may not be able to eat it in the future. ”

Hearing this, Cen Chi's eyes also showed a hint of yearning, and he couldn't help but say, "Won't the wild boar come back?" Like a house where people live, they can be replaced, why can't the mountain 'hole' be replaced by a herd of pigs? When he said this, his expression and tone were obviously different from just now, and he was no longer just afraid.

"Four litters of wild boars have been replaced! If there is no litter, even the pig will remember 'sex' for a long time...... The Great Wilderness Mountain is so big, and it is not the only mountain 'cave'. The young man Lin Shan stared at the junior brother beside him, and said with an extremely serious expression: "If there is a room, whoever lives in it will suddenly disappear, and who will dare to live there?" ”

Cen Chi looked at Senior Brother's serious and stern expression when he spoke, and somehow, a trace of fear suddenly sprouted in his heart, as if somewhere in this not so deep mountain 'cave', there was an evil spirit figure out of the ground, and it was still growing infinitely, and began to show its teeth and claws.

Lin Shan, who was only a ten-year-old boy, couldn't understand the fear in the heart of the six-year-old junior brother, and after he argued with the junior brother, he turned his head to look out of the mountain 'cave'. Looking at the increasingly dense rain curtain outside the mountain 'cave', he said a little melancholy: "It seems that I can't go back for a while, but fortunately, the master is not here these days, otherwise it may be difficult to escape a punishment today." ”

With that, he took out a tattered booklet from his bosom and looked through it very seriously.

Cen Chi could identify this tattered booklet at a glance, the booklet was originally carefully maintained and very smooth, and the reason why it became tattered now was because of what he did a year ago. It is very simple to tear up a book, but it is extremely difficult to put it back together, Cen Chi remembered that the two senior brothers fought for more than 20 nights in order to put together this booklet and not delay their homework during the day. But no matter how carefully you repair it, some losses will never be recovered.

The young Cen Chi's eyes were 'exposed' timid, and the guilt in his heart became more and more serious.

The ten-year-old boy Lin Shan, who didn't mind the culprit of the booklet, was sitting beside him, his face was calm, and all his "spirit" was condensed on the title page of the tattered booklet, and he studied it carefully.

After a year, Cen Chi learned a wealth of knowledge under the guidance of the old man of Beili. As his mind has been expanded, his horizons have naturally improved, and he has also realized more deeply what a 'treacherous' act he tore up the book a year ago.

However, the senior brother did not agree to one of his pleas, and he destroyed the relics of his family's most cherished senior brother. He actually knew very well in his heart why he didn't tear up other books that day, but tore up that one, the whole process was obviously calculated by him, but it was not what the senior brother who persuaded peace said.

Because he observed that one was the most important thing for the senior brother, and that day he ruthlessly decided to do something to make the senior brother sad.

Thinking back on this now, he only felt extremely sorry, but he didn't dare to tell the truth. He had been avoiding thinking about it, but now that his senior brother was by his side, and the torn booklet was beside him, he saw it unavoidable, which made him naturally think of it, and the guilt in his heart was even greater-

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