East of the village.

It was pouring rain, and the bean-sized raindrops hit the rubble.

"Smack!"

Inside the wing, an oil lamp emits a yellowish glow, illuminating the room.

The wooden couch was pressed against the window, and a woman stared blankly at the window.

Suddenly, she seemed to hear a familiar voice in her dimness, and the voice was getting closer.

"Daddy... Mother...!"

"Tianba, I heard Xiao'er's call, it won't be that Xiao'er is not dead!"

The woman woke up abruptly and said hurriedly to Ling Tianba, who was sitting on the couch.

Ling Tianba raised his eyes to look at the woman and sighed loudly.

"Alas!"

After all, Xiao'er has been dead for many days, and Cuiyun, as a mother, can't bear the pain of lovesickness, and it is normal for hallucinations to occur.

"Cuiyun, Xiao'er is gone, don't be heartbroken anymore...!"

Before Ling Tianba finished speaking, he saw Cuiyun suddenly stand up and run towards the door quickly.

"Cuiyun... Why are you in trouble?"

Seeing the situation, Ling Tianba immediately got up and grabbed Cuiyun.

"Daddy... Mother...!"

At this moment, Ling Xiao, who was standing at the entrance of the village, was soaking wet, with his wet hair scattered, and shouted violently into the village.

"Daddy... Mother... Yan'er...!"

The shouts fell, and the chickens and dogs in the village were restless.

"Wang...!"

"Quack!"

Just as the two were at a stalemate, Ling Xiao's shout reached Cuiyun's ears again.

Suddenly, Cuiyun cried with joy.

"Tianba, it's really Xiao'er's voice, Xiao'er is not dead... My son is not dead...!"

Ling Tianba's face stiffened, why is this voice... Is it really a supper?

Just as Ling Tianba hesitated, Cuiyun pushed his hands away, grabbed the door open, and rushed towards the courtyard.

"Click!"

"Cuiyun!"

Ling Tianba stomped his feet hatefully, but without hesitation, he immediately took the lily coat and chased him out.

"Cuiyun, put on your cloak first. ”

"No... It must be my son... Supper!"

Cuiyun pushed her hand to refuse, and her steps stepped faster in the rain, splashing on the coarse gauze skirt.

"Daddy... Mother... I'm Xiao'er!"

Ling Xiao stepped on the rain on the ground and ran towards the Ling family's courtyard quickly.

"Xiao'er, my son... Mother's here!"

Ling Xiao heard his mother's call and immediately called in surprise.

"Mother!"

But the white mist was billowing and could not be seen clearly ten steps away.

"Xiao'er, my mother is here!"

Cuiyun listened to Er's call close at hand, and suddenly burst into tears.

Suddenly, Ling Xiao followed his mother's voice and finally saw two figures clearly in the misty white mist.

"Daddy... Mother...!"

"Plop!"

Ling Xiao bent his knees and knelt in front of his father and mother.

"Son... My son!"

Cuiyun hugged Ling Xiao into his arms, tears of joy.

Ling Tianba watched the mother and son hug each other and cry, but his face was shocked.

Obviously Xiao'er has lost her breath, why did she suddenly come back to life?

"It's been seven days since Xiao'er was buried, why did you suddenly deceive the corpse?"

At this time, Ling Tianba's mind was confused for a while, and he couldn't figure out why at all.

"Xiao'er... My son, what the hell is wrong with you?"

"Mother, Xiao'er didn't know why, she just fell asleep. ”

Ling Xiao thought about it for a while, and felt that he should not tell his mother to avoid the second elder worrying.

"Xiao'er, you're scared to death. ”

Cuiyun said with tears of joy, reaching out to run Ling Xiao's wet hair.

"Mother, Xiao'er is not filial, which makes my mother worried. ”

Ling Xiao stuck to his mother's arms, although he was cold and cold, but at this time he felt extremely warm.

"Alright, Xiao'er, it's okay... It's okay!"

Cuiyun reached out and wiped the rain and tears on Xiao'er's face with his sleeve and helped him up.

"Xiao'er, let's go home!"

Cuiyun's face was full of joy, and he looked at the stunned Ling Tianba and said, "Tianba, Xiao'er has suffered for many days, let's go home quickly!"

"Well, Xiao'er, let's go home. ”

Ling Tianba smiled, took Xiao'er's hand, and the three of them walked towards the Ling family courtyard.

...

Under an oil lamp.

Cuiyun couldn't help but smile as she watched Xiao'er gobble up.

"Xiao'er, eat slowly!"

"Hmm!"

Ling Xiao smiled and nodded slightly, but his eating appearance did not change at all.

For so many days, he had not eaten, and his stomach had already been starved to death.

At this time, there was food, and Ling Xiao wanted to fill his stomach as soon as possible and let his mother and father rest earlier.

However, Ling Tianba, who was sitting on the couch, looked melancholy, looking at Xiao'er and opening his mouth, as if he had something to say.

I'm just afraid that Xiao'er won't know what to think after hearing this message?

"Mother, I'm done eating. ”

Ling Xiao finally put down the dishes and chopsticks and smiled at his mother Cuiyun.

"Well, Xiao'er, the water is boiled, go wash it quickly, and rest early. ”

Cuiyun smiled and reached out to stroke Xiao'er's forehead, urging him to quickly wash off the bad luck on his body.

"Hmm!"

Ling Xiao nodded and stood up, bowed slightly, and saluted his mother and father.

"Dad, mother, go and rest. ”

After Ling Xiao finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the door.

"Xiao'er, I have something to say for my father. ”

Ling Tianba suddenly shouted.

Ling Xiao was slightly stunned, looked sideways at his father, and then walked to the couch with steps, ready to listen to his father's teachings.

"Xiao'er, my father has to tell you that Yan'er has left the village to avenge her father's murder, and now I don't know where to go?"

"What? Is Daddy telling the truth?"

Ling Xiao was like bad news, and he was shocked.

"Xiao'er, what your father said is true, Yan'er is a good girl, on the day you died, she cried to death and came back to life, almost unable to find it, and wanted to be buried with you. After that, the bandit entered the village and killed Yan'er's father for some reason, and she was not allowed to look for the bandit to avenge the murder of her father. ”

When Cuiyun spoke, she wept bitterly.

"Yan'er, I must find you in this life. ”

Ling Xiao suddenly raised his head, bit his lip tightly, and clenched his fists hard, and suddenly his finger bones rattled.

"Xiao'er!"

"Dad, mother, I want to find Yan'er. ”

Ling Xiao said suddenly.

Ling Tianba was horrified when he heard this, and hurriedly persuaded: "Xiao'er, you remember the Ling family's sword technique as well as your heart, but now your cultivation is still low, so you can't act recklessly." Those bandits are all murderous without blinking, and if you go now, you will undoubtedly lose your life!"

Ling Tianba was naturally worried, this night had just come back to life, and if he acted recklessly, wouldn't this make Cuiyun sad again?

Although Mu Yunyan is a good girl, it is naturally a good thing that Ruxiao'er can be recovered.

But at present, Ling Xiao is only in the late stage of building strength, and if he meets a master of cultivation, his life is in danger.

Ling Xiao thought about it for a while, and felt that what his father said was reasonable, so he could only wait for his cultivation to be higher, and then go out of the village to find Yan'er.

"Mother, father, Xiao'er has written it down, you should rest early. ”

After Ling Xiao finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the compartment door.

"Tianba, Xiao'er won't do stupid things, right?"

As soon as Ling Xiao left, Cuiyun asked anxiously.

"Not at the moment!"

Ling Tianba said resolutely, after all, he understood Xiao'er's habits, and without his own permission, he could not act indiscriminately.

"Hmm!"

Cuiyun nodded slightly, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, the yellowed lights in the wing room went out, and Ling Tianba and Cuiyun rested.

Ling Xiao stood in the courtyard, looking at the night sky where the rain had stopped, but it was rare to see brightness.

The semi-circular moon, surrounded by dots of stars, is extremely delicate.