As a little girl in a mountain village, Qin Qing's thirteen years of life have been simple and happy. Although living in poverty, my father's hard work all year round is only enough for a family of four to barely feed themselves, and life is indeed not rich. She had to help her mother go up the mountain to hunt pigweed, go down to the river to fish and shrimp, and the wind and sun were blowing every day, which was very hard, but she liked this kind of life, and liked such tranquility and fulfillment.

In fact, she has a secret that no one knows, and the happiest thing for her is that when she goes up the mountain in the morning, she can see her brother next door getting up early and reading in the morning from a distance halfway up the mountain. Sometimes she would sneak near her brother's house and listen to his brother's reading voice.

My brother is so good at reading! The sound was like the rushing water in a mountain spring, and it was also like a burst of pine waves, although he didn't understand what his brother was reading, but Qin Qing believed that it must be the most reasonable thing in the world. So much so that she often listened to it and forgot to beat pigweed, which caused her mother to be scolded by the village.

Qin Qing has always felt that his brother is different from the other boys in the village, his brother is literate and hyphenated, unlike other brothers and brothers, except for chasing rabbits all over the mountains with bare feet, or scattering wild in the river with bare buttocks for a day. The elder brother looks different, he is slender and fair-skinned, handsome and abnormally handsome, unlike other brothers and younger brothers, who are tanned. The clothes he usually wears are also clean, and he often wears a moon-white gown, which looks polite, like other brothers, who are covered in mud and water all day long.

By the way, there is something in my brother that no one else has, although Qin Qing can't say what it is at all, but it makes her feel admired, and makes her want to be close, but she doesn't dare a little.

The elder brother can not only read and write, but it is rare that the elder brother began to practice martial arts at the age of three. Regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, when does my brother not practice martial arts for a few hours? And every morning in the back mountain waterfall to wash the body, even if the frozen people of the wax moon are uninterrupted, I heard Uncle Duan say that he has to soak his body with all kinds of hard-to-find herbs every day. Uncle Broken Mountain also spends most of his time looking for these herbs, so his brother's family is not so rich, otherwise with Uncle Broken Mountain's ability, his brother's family will definitely be able to live better than anyone else.

Uncle Duan said that this is called "building a foundation", Qin Qing doesn't know what it is, but this does not prevent her from worshiping her brother. Uncle Duanshan and Uncle Duan are his masters, and their skills are the best in the village. My brother has been studying for 12 years, can it be worse?

Qin Qing's admiration for Qin Forget has reached the point of blindness, and in her eyes, her brother is omnipotent. This time into Taihang Mountain, he actually brought back a wild boar, a bear and an old wolf, even he himself was covered with scars, almost dying, it was really distressing to watch, but he came back anyway, unlike so many uncles and brothers。。。。。。

It's a pity that this time the omnipotent brother fell, and You Fang said that he might not be able to survive this hurdle.

Thinking of these thoughts, a tear quietly slipped down in Qin Qingde's eyes, dripping on the casserole where the medicine was boiling, only stirring up a small cloud of vapor mist, which immediately evaporated. Qin Qing shook the right hand of the pu fan and stopped unconsciously, staring at the firelight in a daze.

"Dead girl, what are you doing? The fire is going to be extinguished! Aunt Xiu poked Qin Qing's head hard with her fingers, and her tone was anxious and angry.

"Huh? Oh. Qin Qing hurriedly wiped away his tears, and fanned his right hand again. It's just that the fan is too hard, and a stream of ash at the bottom of the pot is fanned up by her, choking her and coughing.

"Get up, clumsy." Aunt Xiu snatched the fan and fanned it up without hurrying.

"Mother。。。。。。 Forget how my brother is. Qin Qing asked smugly, her charming eyes were full of expectation, and that look made people reluctant to say a word that disappointed her.

"Ask, ask, ask, ask three times a day. Brother Forget is getting better, can my mother not tell you? Aunt Xiu didn't look at her daughter, her temper was even more irritable, and she said very impatiently. Although his mouth was like a knife, his eyes were red all of a sudden.

After a pause, she seemed to feel that she had hurt her daughter too much, and Aunt Xiu said in a rare soft voice: "Girl, the old immortal of the village chief said that it is not easy to forget Brother Forget, but as long as he passes, this child is the dragon and phoenix among people, you and him。。。。。 ”

"Mother, when is this time to say this? The daughter knows, the daughter understands everything, the daughter doesn't want anything, she just wants him to get better。。。。。 Qin Qing interrupted her mother's words, and couldn't help choking up as she spoke. Cardamom is the age of dreaming, and now this dream is about to be shattered at the beginning, is God too cruel?

Qin Qing understood very early on, although the two of them grew up together, she knew that she was not worthy of Qin Wang, no matter how she looked or learned, she was much worse than Qin Wang, she was just an ordinary village girl, and Qin Wang, sooner or later, would soar into the sky, she firmly believed in this, and was afraid of this.

Aunt Xiu sighed and stopped talking, and the mother and daughter fell into a suffocating silence.

"Where am I, where am I?" Qin Forget looked around in a daze, all around him were dilapidated, most of the low wooden houses had collapsed, and only the thicker beams and pillars were left standing alone, like the arms of a person buried alive unyieldingly stretched out to the sky. Cobwebs crawled all the surrounding houses, and the village was deserted, except for the sound of the wind blowing through the doorways and the tattered curtains.

Qin Forget walked to a house, how familiar it looked, but he just couldn't remember where it was. Familiar, intimate, yet so strange. He involuntarily stepped inside, and the first thing that caught his eye was a huge cobweb, which had long since been broken, and a thin layer of dust had fallen on it, and it looked extremely dirty.

Further into the room, there is a table of red pine eight immortals, surrounded by four armchairs. On the table is a round tea tray with a blue and white teapot on top and four blue and white tea bowls next to it. Amazingly, the houses are dilapidated, but the tables, chairs, teapots and tea bowls are spotless.

"This must be a well-thought-out family." Qin Forget muttered to himself, "But why is it so familiar?" Qin Wanghu pondered for a while.

He turned to the room on his left, and suddenly froze, as if he had been immobilized, and could no longer move his feet. He stared at the wall in front of him, where there was a large hunting bow. It's just one size smaller than the average foot bow. It was a fine horned bow, very old, the place where the hand was held had been polished smooth, but it was well maintained, and the body had been soaked into the color of the animal oil by the long-term maintenance of the animal oil.

This bow, how could Qin Forget forget it? This is my father's bow, take it myself and go to find my father's bow! Why should I look for my father?

In an instant, the disappearance of his father, the suicide of his mother, and all the memories poured into his mind like a flood that opened the floodgates.

Suddenly a fire broke out in the room, and the fire rose from the house, trapping him firmly inside. The flames scorched his skin inch by inch, and he could smell his clothes being burned. He was frightened and panicked like a wounded fawn, trying to rush out and escape, but as soon as he rushed forward, the fire swept towards him, forcing him to retreat, and he couldn't get out after several attempts.

In the flames, Qin Forget saw a beautiful woman wearing a crimson cotton suit and a white fox shawl looking at him fixedly. Her eyes were full of pity and affection for him, the surrounding flames quickly climbed up her body, and two rolls of fire snakes had already licked her face, but she didn't seem to have a trace of feeling, she just looked at Qin Forget deeply with her eyes that were already full of tears.

"Mother, mother!" Qin Forget hurriedly wanted to rush into the sea of fire to save Qin Ji's clan, but as soon as he took two steps forward, a wall of fire made of flames threw him back.

The blazing flames burned on him, and he felt the flames scorching his body, as if they were going to roast him to the bone.

But he still didn't give up, he rushed into the wall of fire with his life, the wall of fire was also evil, the harder Qin forgot worked, the more elastic the wall of fire became, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break through.

"Mother!" Seeing that his mother was immediately completely engulfed in flames, Qin Forget raised his head to the sky and roared, and used his strength to slam into the wall of fire.

"Po 。。。。。。" With a muffled sound, Qin Wang's all-out blow had no effect, but was bounced out by the wall of fire. Strange to say, as soon as Qin Wang's departure from the wall of fire, the fire on his body was extinguished all at once.

"Mother!" Qin Forget shouted again, got up and rushed towards the wall of fire.

"Forget it, don't panic, that fire is just your inner demon." Qin Forget suddenly heard a calm voice.

Qin Forget raised his eyes and was surprised to find that his father appeared next to his mother at some point, and those flames had disappeared cleanly, and his parents were standing there side by side, watching him smile kindly.

"Dad, mother, what's wrong with you, are you okay?" Qin Wang's tears flowed down at once, "Where have you been?" The child misses you so much, huh? Will you come back soon? I have nothing but you now, can you come back soon? ”

Seeing that his father, who had been thinking about it day and night, suddenly appeared in front of him, Qin Forget cried all of a sudden. Crying like a child, he cried out all the pressure, all the grievances, and all the thoughts during this time.

"Forget your child, you have to live strongly, so that your father and mother can rest assured in heaven." Looking at Qin Wang's appearance, Qin Ji burst into tears again, covered his face and asked.

"Mother, don't go, I want you to stay with me, I don't want to lose you. Mother, don't blame me, it's not that I deliberately delayed, I really couldn't walk in Monkey's Back Ridge, so I hid in a bear's nest for a few days, who knew that three days had passed all at once. Mother, are you disappointed in your child's short-sightedness? Don't blame me, okay? Qin Wang's tears continued to beg Qin Ji's family, hoping that Qin Ji's family could stay.

Qin Ji couldn't say a word, just covered his face and kept crying.

"Forget your child, my father and mother are leaving. You have to remember that so many things have happened, it is really a big blow to you, you can do whatever you want, there is nothing worth your scruples in this world. But in the future, you must guard against arrogance and rashness, and be peaceful. Don't let go of your manic demons easily, it will burn others like this fire, and it will also burn you. Remember, remember! Qin Duanshan looked at Qin Forget deeply, and his eyes seemed to be imprinted in his heart.

As soon as the words fell, the figures of Qin Duanshan and Qin Ji suddenly became fainter and fainter, and finally disappeared like a breeze.

"No!" Qin Forget wanted to reach out and grab his parents, but suddenly there was a sudden pain in his body, and he sat up hard. His stunned eyes and gray face made him no different from a zombie.

It turned out to be a dream, but tears had already wet the pillow.