Wang Qi shook his head fiercely, leaving that ominous feeling behind, but the closer he got to the broken temple, the more ominous the sense of foreboding in his heart became, at this time the sky had gradually darkened, and the light had begun to dim, but his eyes were good, and he saw a man lying face down not far from the door, that person's figure and clothes were very similar to a person, his third brother - Sun San!

An indescribable shadow completely enveloped his heart, "Liar, deceitful, no, it must not, I must have seen it wrong, well, it must be like this" Wang Qi smiled extremely reluctantly, trying his best to dispel that shadow.

Wang Qi tried to make himself optimistic while his steps were a little faster, and soon, he came to the person's side, all kinds of details showed that this person was his third brother, but it was very strange, when he was sure that the person lying on the ground was Sun San, his heart suddenly became calm, and he became more and more cold, and even, indifferent, and the previous Wang Qi judged the same.

Wang Qi squatted down slightly, stretched out his hands and grabbed the shoulders of the frozen corpse. Using all his strength to flip the corpse over, Wang Qi saw Sun San's face with pain, his heart trembled, but instantly regained his calm, like a thousand-year-old cold pool, deep, cold, without a trace of waves, his eyes gradually became cold, the flame of hope that once burned in the depths of his eyes gradually extinguished, only a little faint flame was still struggling.

Wang Qi continued to walk towards the broken temple, what he was thinking about in his mind was the scenes of the third brother and him in the past, those gentleness and happiness, he could never have it in the future.

There is a miserable scene in the ruined temple, and it is the eldest brother and the second brother who are stacked together under the stage.

Lowering his head, it was the fourth brother who was angry and wide-eyed, his neck was deformed, and the ground under him was cracked and sunken, and the flames weakened again.

After that, Wang Qi glanced at the broken temple and saw the fifth and sixth old men with blue faces, as well as the little eight who were naked and covered with bruises everywhere, and their lower bodies were in a mess.

The flame was extinguished instantly, Wang Qi was expressionless to test everyone's snort, but no one survived, finally, he stood in the center of the broken temple, standing quietly, once, he had naively thought that his life could simply pass, even if this world has a brilliant immortal civilization, even if those legendary powerhouses can live with the sky, but he doesn't want to pursue those ethereal, even if Xia Xi is a person who cultivates immortals, but he still just wants to be with them, he wants to see his brothers marry wives and have children, and he wants to see Xiaoba get married, He wanted to send Hachi to the car to marry him, and he also wanted to get drunk with his brothers at his own wedding, and finally grow old together, but now, everything is gone, everything, those good wishes, those sweet happiness, those people who can rely on it for a lifetime......

Wang Qi looked up at the big hole in the broken temple, and when he saw the dim sky, he smiled, laughing hysterically, laughing breathlessly, tears finally slipped from the corners of his eyes, he laughed at his innocence, he laughed at the lowliness of human life in this world, and those who were as humble as ants were not qualified to talk about happiness.

Look, we live humbly, live as much as we can, just want to live, but our lives are like grass mustard, we will kill if we say we will kill, no need to scruples, even the stones that fall into the lake are not as good, at least the stones can still ripple layer by layer, hehe......

After a long time, Wang Qi stepped away from his somewhat stiff legs, dragged all the bodies of his brothers to the broken temple and placed them neatly, with Zhao Daqian Er on the outermost side, and then Sun San and Li Si...... In the middle is Hachi, just like they usually do at night, only now they are all asleep, forever asleep......

The next day, Wang Qi knelt in front of a new tomb in the broken temple, the tombstone was made of a long strip of wood, and it was written on the flat side of the wood that the tomb of the seven surnamed brothers, the younger brother Wang Qili, the word, a little crooked, that was still learned from the page written by Bai Xiucai who pulled down his face and begged the east of the city, Wang Qi looked at the rough tombstone like that, as if he was looking at his brothers, the scars on his hands from digging the grave last night were no longer bleeding, but the blood scabs looked a little terrible. I don't know how long it took, Wang Qi staggered to his feet, staggered out of the broken temple, and saw the newly rising sun, he was a little confused, home, gone, where should he go, he didn't know who the enemy was, and there was no hope for life, even the desire for immortal cultivation that had just ignited last night was impossible to talk about, oh, by the way, Sister Xia Xi will cultivate immortals, she will take me in, (probably?) But where is Sister Natsuki? Heh, in the end, it's still a fantasy, ah, Sister Xia Xi will come to give alms, right, then I'll wait for her......

Wang Qi sat down against the wall of the ruined temple and waited quietly......

The sun rises and sets, two days have passed, Wang Qi has been sitting sleepless for two days and two nights, now he has lost a lot of weight, his face is pale and yellow, that is hungry, the most striking thing is that his hair has turned white, some heartache, obviously only nine years old, but like an old man lacking vitality, exuding a twilight all over his body.

The sun rose higher and higher, and at noon, Wang Qi's eyes were a little blurry, but he was still awake, at this time he was extremely weak, like a candle in the wind, swaying, maybe when it would be extinguished with a "poof" and never woke up again. Is this what it feels like to be close to death, hehe, it's not bad, if I die like this, I can go to Zhao Da and them......

Wang Qi's consciousness began to drowsy, and he gradually germinated the will to die, no, it should be said that when other people were buried in the grave by him, Wang Qi, or Wang Qi's heart was already dead, and he already had the will to die at that time, but it was not obvious at that time.

Xia Xi walked on the road to the broken temple with a basket as before, she was in a good mood, because she could see that group of lovely children again, the old Zhao Da, the clever Qian Er, and the honest Sun San...... The naughty Wang Qi, and the cutest Xiaoba, she unconsciously hummed the ballad that her master taught her when she was a child......

But when she turned a street corner and saw the broken temple, the basket in her hand fell to the ground, and a few white buns rolled out of it, and suddenly the white bun skin was covered with mud, but she didn't care about these at this time, because she saw that the naughty Wang Qi was leaning on the wall of the broken temple, as if she had lost her breath, she ran over, and even used the light body exercises, almost instantaneously, she crossed a distance of dozens of zhang, came to Wang Qi's side, but found that Wang Qi's breath was extremely weak, But it didn't break, which made her feel a lot more relieved, and she breathed a sigh of relief, she wiped the emerald green bracelet on her left hand, felt a milky white pill, put it into Wang Qi's mouth, and helped Wang Qi swallow it with a mouthful of Yuan Qi. It should be fine. Xia Xi got up, raised her hand and wiped the sweat from her forehead because of her anxiety, this is when she remembered the others, she glanced around, and did not find anyone else, so she glanced at the broken temple, and was stunned, with a complicated expression on her face, he walked into the broken temple, squatted down in front of the tombstone, looked at the crooked words on the tombstone, tears came out of her eyes, she covered her mouth, she couldn't believe all this, after all, a few days ago she was playing games with the little ones, but now it is ......

Xia Xi still has too little experience, after all, she is only eighteen years old, and some things are not much easier for her to accept than Wang Qi for those who have not experienced them.