History books, history lessons. Yun Yue had heard the teacher talk about the nomadic people's thirst for killing countless times, but when the bloody reality was unfolded in front of her, Yun Yue was still shocked.

The heart seemed to be twitching, and the eyes didn't want to look but still couldn't take it off the little head. In order to save himself, a still immature life passed away. What would happen if he lived in the Hereafter! Listen carefully to the teacher's lecture in class and be a top student; Take out your phone under the desk and read a novel; Or skip school to be a little Taibao.

But he wouldn't have suffered such a catastrophe anyway! Yun Yue's legs bent down, and the man knelt to his parents. But the little torn corpse in front of him is his life-saving benefactor. They keep the chance of life to themselves, but let death take it away.

Two straw mats gathered up two small corpses, and even the grave bags on their bodies were so small. Two small wooden plaques serve as tombstones, and Yun Yue wields a military dagger to engrave the names of two dirty scum. Yun Da Niu, Yun Er Niu. They lived in abject poverty, and they did not even have a coffin after death. The two straw mats, which are extremely simple, are all their funeral items.

Grandma Yun cried and fainted twice, lying on the straw mat without saying a word. There were always tears flowing out of his cloudy eyes, and the old man had not eaten water and rice for three days. Even when his daughter rushed back, he didn't take a second look.

Yun Yue knew that she was blaming herself for cutting off the Yun family's incense for an outsider. Let the only two grandchildren die tragically under the butcher's knife.

"Poof" Yun Yue knelt in front of the old grandmother.

"Grandma, you died two grandchildren for me. In the future, I will be your own grandson, and I will raise this family. Your old man was born and buried, and I was buried on my shoulder, and these girls are my own sisters. These aunts are my own aunts, and you open your eyes and look at me. I am your grandson Yunyue! His head slammed on the ground, and the sound of "bang" shook the beams and pillars. Yun Yue raised her head, and there were already blood stains on her forehead.

"Kid!" Grandma Yun hugged Yun Yue, and the old and the young cried together. A group of women in the courtyard howled and cried, reverberating the universe.

For the first time, Yun Yue wanted to survive in this world because of the responsibility on her shoulders. He had three widowed aunts, one of whom had also been ruined by the Huns. Six younger sisters ranging from ten to five years old. This family wanted him to support, and now he was the only man in the family.

The dagger laboriously carved grooves into a piece of yellow elm wood in order to make this crossbow arrow. Yun Yue can be said to have exhausted all her strength, compressed biscuits and canned food are only enough for the whole family to eat for one day. The food in the cellar is also limited, and it is now late August. Farming is obviously an unrealistic thing, and this year the wheat has already been harvested. If you want food to grow in the field, you have to go next year.

The cold winter is sad, and the mountain can only ask for food from this mountain. Yun Yue decided to make a crossbow arrow and go up the mountain to shoot hunt to survive this cold winter, and she must not let the little girls starve and freeze.

In order to make a strong crossbow, Yun Yue dismantled the backpack. Crossbow arms are made of mild steel at the bottom, and tough climbing ropes become crossbow strings. The climbing rope is strong and tough, and it will not be cut on the sharp cliff like a knife. When crossing, he carried more than 100 meters of such rope, which must have been used for a long time.

A few dirty little hands threw mud on the smooth stone slab, and Yun Yue needed arrows. The bronze farming tools at home can't be moved, and Yun Yue doesn't have that smelting technique. However, there is no problem in burning a few pottery arrowheads, and there are ready-made gums at home that will insert feathers, and the shaft of the arrow is dipped in gum and stuffed into it.

A roaring bonfire burned all night, when the first rays of the morning sun crossed the hills. Yun Yue found thirty pottery arrowheads from the smoke of the fire.

Although not as sharp as a metal arrow, and this thing is disposable. But Yun Yue is still very happy, at least he has the tools to survive in this world.

A little rabbit poked its head by the stream, and was gnawing on an unknown fruit in its mouth. Turning a blind eye to Yun Yue, who was aiming dozens of meters away.

"I'll break your fast." Yun Yue stepped on the crossbow arm with one foot, and pulled the crossbow string with both hands to hook the crossbow string on the buckle.

"Whoosh!" The bolt stuck in Bunny's side, "Whoosh! The bolt was stuck in Bunny's side again.

When the tenth arrow was inserted by Tutu's side, Tutu jumped and fled into the distance, and Yun Yue couldn't help but feel ashamed. He seemed to see Bunny's disdainful eyes and contemptuous look.

Depressed walked over, and the pottery arrowhead was shattered by the violent impact. In this way, one-third of the fruits of one's own labor in one night were lost.

The little snow leopard made a timely move to avoid the embarrassment of Yun Yue returning empty-handed. The poor rabbit was now skinned and cramped under the aunt's knife, and the greedy little mouths of the little girls were the place where it was buried.

Yun Yue hugged the little snow leopard and was very proud of herself for getting such a little brother.

"You're quite capable, since you've come into this world together. Follow me through it, and now I have a large family to raise. You're going to have a lot of work with this boss. ”

"Let's give you a name, how about calling Xiaobai."

"What? If you don't agree, the little brother has no human rights. Belch...... You're not a human being, you're called Xiaobai. No opinions! ”

"Xiaobai, I'll take you through this world."

Yun Yue's voice resounded throughout the valley, and one echo after another was heard far away. It seems to convey Yun Yue's determination to live.

The little snow leopard seemed to understand what Yun Yue was roaring, and also raised his voice. However, the voice was far less shocking than Yun Yue's imagination, but it was somewhat similar to Jingba.

Xiaoya sat in Yun Yue's arms, and her face was full of flowers from eating chocolate bars. Occupy the eldest brother's neck early, and the other sisters will not be able to ride it again.

The evening breeze in the mountains was a little cool, and Yun Yue took the little girl off her neck. The family warmed up around the campfire, and Yun Yue began to tell the story of a child.

"It is said that Nezha picked the dragon skin of the third prince, and then drew the dragon tendons, which annoyed the dragon king of the four seas. The four old dragon kings flooded Chentang Pass, in order to save the people......"

When Yun Yue talked about Nezha's bones and father's flesh and mother, the little girls were angry for a while, and their eyes were tearful for a while. Even several aunts secretly wept, scolding Li Jing for not being a man.

The concept of right and wrong in the world collapsed in front of motherhood, and they did not pursue the fact that Nezha killed the dragon in front. On the contrary, he was angry at the bitter master, and faced a group of widows who exuded the brilliance of motherhood. Yun Yue suddenly lost the courage to debate.

Hurriedly changed the conversation, and talked about Taiyi Zhenren using lotus root to make Nezha an incarnation, so that Nezha was resurrected. "The gun in his hand, the chaos of the sky, the Qiankun circle, and a pair of beacon wheels under his feet. Three-headed, six-armed......"

Speaking of this, the little girls clapped their hands and applauded, and hope appeared in the eyes of the aunts and aunts. It seems that if you find the legendary Taiyi Zhenren, you can resurrect the big cow and the second cow. Although I haven't seen any lotus roots, Yun Yue said that if there is, there must be one.

The old woman smiled and looked at everything in front of her, and her eyes were already narrowed into a slit. After so many days, she laughed for the first time.