A ray of daylight pierced through the thick clouds and shone obliquely, just in the cold corner.

The thin boy was wearing the winter clothes of a small man in ten thousand mansions, standing at the base of the wall with his back bent, and lowered his head deeply. The sun fell on his shoulder, and he jumped up as if he had been burned, and quickly hid deeper into the dark corners. The shoes on his feet grazed the ground with a screeching sound.

He listened with bated breath, but he didn't hear any movement outside, so he breathed a sigh of relief. After a long time, he quietly walked out of the corner. One leg goes first, and the other leg drags behind. That leg was wounded, lame, and never healed. He desperately tried to use it normally, but no matter how hard he pretended to try, he still walked in a high and low position, limp.

In the thin white sunlight of the first month, the young man's face was finally clearly revealed.

A long, narrow scar started at the corner of his eye, crossed his cheekbone, and ended at his jaw. If you look closely, you will find that this scar is still fresh and pink, and it can be seen that the scab on the upper head has just fallen off and not been too long.

At first glance, the scar looked like it had been wounded by a sharp sword, but in fact it was only caused by a cut in a sharp stone. But the severity of the wound was no less severe than the wound of the sword. That kind of pain, he is afraid that he will never forget it in his life.

He especially remembered the pain of his heart after breaking his leg, but compared to what he experienced later, that pain was nothing.

Broke his leg, and his mother was there. He can cry out in pain and sob, because his mother carries everything for him. But when he struggled to crawl out of the rubble and hit the stone, he made a cut in his face by nearly three inches. He didn't even dare to shout half a word of pain.

He could only endure it, letting the rough grit grind over his wound as if it were pouring salt on it, and it hurt so much that he almost bit off his tongue.

The floor tiles under his feet were hard and cold, and he stepped over step by step, but what he remembered was when he was struggling to move forward along the long yellow sand in the ancient city of Lanqiang.

His mother had told him. He was named Lin because he was a blessing from heaven.

Such a man should be blessed for a long time. Enjoy a lifetime of peace.

He believed it for a while, and felt that his mother's words could not be more true. He has lived a prosperous life since he was a child, and as long as he wants something, even if it is a star in the sky. His mother would also like to take it off for him. But until he followed all sorts of people. When he returned to this land after a lot of hardships, he realized that he was born to suffer from the blessings and peace of bullshit.

The thief deprived him of his original peaceful life and tortured him like this!

Yan Lin, who was dressed in a little girl's winter clothes, gritted his teeth and walked on the path of Wanjiayuanzi, cursing God in a low voice.

As he spoke, the scars on his face were pulled into a hideous gesture.

His skin is even rougher, dry and eroded by the wind and sand. The hair was also not shiny at all, and it was as yellow as a handful of weeds. Such a person. No matter who sees it, they won't recognize him as Yan Lin.

A few years passed, and he was taller, but his figure was terrifyingly thin.

His eyebrows were sometimes full of anger, sometimes full of fear.

A gust of wind blew, and the remaining leaves on the tree rattled, and he immediately turned pale, and the queen retreated.

- Like a frightened bird.

Realizing that it was just a gust of wind, he let out a long sigh of relief and continued cautiously on his way.

He walked along the path all the way to the outer study of his eldest uncle Wan Jidao, and the two little servants on duty at the door frowned at him, and his tone was still very gentle, and said, "Ah Xi, Grandpa Guo is looking for you." ”

Yan Lin was very impatient with this name, but he still had to endure listening to it in front of people, so he had to nod his head quickly and indiscriminately, and went past them to see a thousand ways.

Some time ago, he easily took off his little clothes and followed his uncle out of the door, but who knew that he quietly slipped out and walked a few steps, and was severely reprimanded by his uncle, saying that he had called someone to see him. But he didn't think so, he had become this ghost, even if he asked him to get up and look in the mirror, he felt that the person in the mirror was terrifyingly strange, and who could recognize him.

But when the eldest uncle sent someone out to clean up, he couldn't help but panic.

The eldest uncle has been hurting him as his own son since he was a child, and he felt uncomfortable when he saw him like this, so he patiently comforted him a few words, saying that the man just pointed at his back, and maybe it wasn't him at all. But for the sake of insurance, it is still better to deal with the person.

He barely managed to compose himself.

As a result, who knows, they were obviously sent out to deal with others, but those few asked others to deal with them.

He had never seen that scene in person, but he was still shocked by half of his soul, and he never dared to go out again.

He entered the study, reflexively closed the door of the study, and then walked towards the large bookcase inside.

Wan Jidao sat on the Taishi chair, his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

However, before he could get closer, Wan Dao suddenly opened his eyes, looked straight at him, and said, "Why have you started to walk around again?" ”

Yan Lin's return is a secret, even if it is a family, except for the head of the family, there is no second person who knows. There are many people talking, and in the case that no one is trustworthy, it can only be effective if the matter is kept secret.

"Yan Huai is here." Yan Lin sat down in another chair and squeezed Yan Huai's name from between his teeth.

Wan Jidao's expression was surprisingly calm, and he said, "As long as your grandmother is still alive, he will come to the door sooner or later." ”

A trace of meanness flashed in Yan Lin's eyes, and he almost blurted out the words that he wanted his grandmother to die as soon as possible.

From the beginning of his childhood, he and several cousins knew that none of them could compare with Yan Huai in the old lady's heart.

He was jealous of Yan Huai.

Now, he is still jealous of him, and by the way, he also hates his grandmother.

But he didn't dare to say it in front of his uncle, so he had to swallow it back.

Wan Jidao suddenly sat up straight and put his hands on the bookcase. Void and void are held together. He said: "If you can come back alive, it is already God's grace, it is better to change your name and surname as Yan Lin, who has died in Lanqiang." You have a new identity, a new path, and you are far away from Kyoto with your money, and it is up to you to decide where you want to settle down. Kyoto is a wolf's den, and once you show up, you're a piece of meat thrown on the ground, waiting for someone to come up and devour. Why bother? ”

When Yan Lin first appeared, he said it once, but Yan Lin didn't listen to it.

He wouldn't go. For the time being, he couldn't reveal his identity, so he had to borrow the identity of a newly acquired little guy and stay in Wanjia.

Yan Huai sneered and asked rhetorically, "Uncle, what do you mean." Are you telling me to let Yan Huai do evil? ”

Wan Jidao frowned. reprimanded softly: "He has jumped a few levels in a row since he entered the Jinyi Guard, and now he has almost become the second-in-command of the Jinyi Guard." Do you remember how old he was? If he wants to kill you, it's as easy as a snap, what do you do to fight him? Your mother only has such a little blood as you, and I will never agree to let you die no matter what! Wan Dao said righteously, "Yan Huai just sent you to Lanqiang, but he didn't kill you, it's a blessing." If he wants to kill you. Da Luo Immortal can't save you. ”

When Yan Lin was sent to Mobei, he sent someone to intercept him twice in the middle of the road. The soldiers were defeated, and both sides were defeated, but in the end, Yan Huai's side was slightly better.

Since then, Yan Lin has been lost.

He also sent people to look for Yan Lin everywhere, but he never returned.

The world is big, Yan Lin hidden in the ancient city of Lanqiang is just a drop in the ocean, if you want to find him, it is more difficult than when they tried their best to search for Yan Huai's traces.

Wan Jidao is a smart person, even if he stood beside Xiao Wan at the beginning and helped her and Yan Lin, but the matter has come to this point, he can't ruin himself for his nephew. So after looking for more than half a year, he recalled all the horses and gave up Yanlin completely.

After returning, Yan Lin did not have the slightest trust in him.

When the storm hit, the ancient city of Lanqiang fell into the wild sand, the sky and the earth were colored, and everyone scattered and lost their direction.

He hid under the belly of a camel in his panic, and narrowly escaped. When the wind subsided, he opened his eyes again, and his legs were weakened by the scene in front of him.

From the very beginning, he knew that Yan Huai had sent someone to follow him quietly to prevent him from leaving Lanqiang, and he never dared to leave. Even, at that moment, he found that the world was lonely and the four fields were empty, but he still didn't dare to go.

He's alone, how to go?

Cowardly as he is, he can't even ride a camel well.

No one knows how much he suffered to set foot on the soil of Kyoto. When he fainted in front of the gate of Wanjiajiao, he was dressed in rags and his hair was knotted, and he looked like a beggar.

This long road has sharpened the cowardly him beyond recognition.

Everyone in the world has lost him, his mother has lost him, his uncle has also lost him, and now he doesn't believe in anyone except himself. But for now, he can only rely on his uncle. At least he knew that his uncle would not be friendly with Yan Huai. That's enough.

"My mother is still in the Chengguo Mansion, even if I go, I can't go alone." Yan Lin raised his head and looked at Wan Dao fixedly.

Wan Jidao frowned, and said: "This matter needs to be considered in the long run, once I bring your mother out, I will send her to join you." ”

Yan Lin shook his head and refused: "If you really want to go, let's go together, I can't just leave my mother like this." ”

If he can come back from Lanqiang alone, he can also kill the Yan family and snatch everything in Yan Huai's hands and keep it for himself.

Yan Huai was the same at the beginning, single-handedly returning to Kyoto and snatching everything from him. Now, he's going to get it back.

He lowered his eyes and gritted his teeth secretly.

Seeing this, Wan Dao frowned fiercely into a Sichuan character.

Yan Huai's wings are growing, and he has no intention of tearing his face with him.

"Chengguo Mansion also has half of me, why should he take it all? I'm going to get it all back! Yan Lin Huo Ran raised his head. (To be continued......)

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