There is a simple thatched house in the barren mountains hundreds of miles away from the Danqing Valley, and if you look closely, you will find that this simple thatched house has only been newly built.

A month has passed since the day the painters were wiped out. In the past month, the only remaining survivors of the five painting clans in Huigu's group have lived cautiously every day, hiding in hidden caves or dense woods during the day, and hurrying away at night.

They didn't even dare to use spells, for fear that the fluctuation of mana would attract the detection of the Black Shadow Army.

It wasn't until more than half a month later, it seemed that no trace of the Black Shadow Army was found, and they finally built a thatched hut for shelter in the barren mountains hundreds of miles away.

......

"I've been asleep for a month, why haven't I woken up?" said to herself, looking at the calm sleeping face of the painting Allure.

"Aunt Hui, hasn't the painting woken up yet?" This is the first sentence that Jun Yisheng and the three of them who have been out looking for food for the past few days come back every day.

Now that the painting clan has been wiped out, after losing his relatives and clansmen, Jun Yisheng seems to have matured a lot overnight. These days, he has rarely spoken, and every day he just cares about this little girl who has been regarded as a treasure by the entire painting family since she was born.

He often thought that if he hadn't been so naïve and anxious to find out if anyone in the painting clan could paint souls, maybe the human tragedy a month ago would not have happened.

Now looking at the unconscious little girl every day, Jun Yisheng has a lot of feelings in his heart, he is more than ten years older than her, but he looks at this girl everywhere like a child. Every time he thinks of this, Jun Yisheng really feels that he has lived to a dog in the past ten years.

"Hey...... It's still the same. Slept peacefully. Aunt Hui sighed softly.

"Let's eat something first. The patriarch loves painting the most on weekdays, and he must have a reason for letting the painting fall asleep for so long. Jun Yisheng said lightly.

Aunt Hui sighed again, and walked over to a wooden table that looked rough in workmanship and sat down.

The so-called food, that is, some wild fruits and wild vegetables in the mountains, occasionally find some small animals, but because they are too troublesome to handle, they are often let go.

After eating some wild fruits simply, Jun Yisheng suddenly stood up and bowed respectfully to Aunt Hui.

Aunt Hui was a little stunned and asked, "Why did you suddenly make this big gift?"

"Aunt Hui, I have figured it out these days, I must avenge the revenge of the painting clan. It's just that my strength is low now, and it is impossible to make an inch of progress by hiding in this deep mountain all day long. Yixuan and Xiaobai are both good brothers of mine, and I hope that Aunt Hui can take more care of them after I leave. Jun Yisheng said respectfully.

"Big brother, what are you talking about? If you open and leave, I, who is a younger brother, will definitely be by my brother's side. This painting clan is not the painting clan of the eldest brother and you alone, and this blood feud is not only the eldest brother you want to revenge. Jun Yixuan pulled Jun Yisheng's sleeve and said eagerly.

"Xiao Tong is not talented, and he also hopes to be by the side of the two young masters. Su Bai bowed to Jun Yisheng and Jun Yixuan, his expression was very solemn.

"You ...... I'm not joking with you, this time I leave, what dangers I will encounter are unpredictable, you follow Aunt Hui, I can rest assured. Jun Yisheng was very moved, but he didn't want his younger brother and Su Bai to follow him to live a life of exile.

"Our three brothers have been blessed and shared with hardships since childhood, no matter what the eldest brother wants to do, Xiaobai and I will accompany him. Aunt Hui has to take care of Xiao Chengcheng, how can she have time to care about us!" Jun Yixuan pretended to be relaxed.

"Hey......" Aunt Hui sighed deeply, and then said leisurely: "I had already guessed that there would be such a day, but I didn't expect this day to come so quickly." The three of you go together, and you can take care of you along the way. But my aunt wants you to promise her one thing. ”

When the three of them heard this, they all made a gesture to Aunt Hui: "Auntie, but it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

"I know that revenge will not stop you. My aunt only hopes that you can do what you can, and before you are strong enough, you should be patient in everything and do not make unnecessary sacrifices. Aunt Hui said earnestly.

"Auntie, don't worry. Sheng'er is no longer the pretentious young master of the Jun family of the painting clan. When the three brothers have the ability to take revenge, they will definitely come to find my aunt and Hua'er first, and discuss with my aunt before taking action. Jun Yisheng's face is firm, he is the leader of the younger generation of the painting family, he has a stronger talent than others, he should take on more important responsibilities than others.

After Jun Yisheng and the three left, only two people were left in this simple thatched hut, Huigu and Hua Chengcheng. The cold atmosphere made Aunt Hui feel even more desolate in her heart.

“...... Where is this?" a childish, small voice came from the humble wooden bed in the room, with a very weak feeling.

Aunt Hui, who was sitting at the door in a daze with the distant woods, suddenly stiffened after hearing this faint sound, and then she got up and ran to the side of the wooden bed with a look of ecstasy, looking at the little person on the bed excitedly.

"Painting, painting, are you awake? You're finally awake!" Aunt Hui looked at the big eyes that had been opened by Huacheng, and cried with joy for a moment.

But the cute girl lying on the bed blinked her big eyes suspiciously, and asked blankly, "Painting...... Who are you? Who are you?"

Aunt Hui was stunned, she quickly reached out and touched the forehead of the painting Allure.

"I don't have a fever...... Why are you talking nonsense?" Aunt Hui withdrew her hand and muttered to herself in confusion. Then she gently took the little hand of the painter and asked softly, "Painter, do you have anything uncomfortable?"

Hua Chengcheng shook his head: "No, it's just a little thirsty." ”

Aunt Hui patted her head, and then she thought that the little guy had been in a coma for more than a month, and it was time to eat something and drink some water when she woke up.

She hurriedly got up, brought a bamboo tube filled with water, carefully helped the painting to her up, and told her while feeding her water: "Drink slowly, don't choke." You've been asleep for a long time, and now you should be hungry when you wake up, and your aunt will get you something to eat in a while. ”

After drinking the water, Hua Chengcheng seemed to be in better spirits, she stared at Aunt Hui, but there was still a lingering blankness in her eyes: "Thank you for this aunt, but ...... I really don't know who my aunt is......"

Aunt Hui's heart sank, this little girl was not sick, and she didn't look like she was joking with her. But she just said that she didn't know herself, what was wrong with this?

"You don't remember me, do you remember who you are?" asked Aunt Hui cautiously.

Hua Chengcheng's eyes were still blank, and after thinking for a long time, she shook her head sneeringly: "I don't know who I am...... I seem to ...... It seems that a lot of things can't be remembered. ”

Looking at the appearance of Painting Allure at this time, Aunt Hui suddenly remembered that day when the painting ink wind stunned Xiao Allure and raised her hand to shoot a white light into her body.

Could it be the Forgotten Dust Pill? Aunt Hui's heart tightened, how could she forget the Forgotten Dust Pill? I had explained to her before Painting Mofeng, and when the time was ripe, I would hand over the treasure of the painting clan "Mirage" to Xiao Chengcheng, and finally deliberately explained not to think about revenge. It seems that the painting ink wind must have poured the Forgotten Dust Pill into the body of the painting allure along with that mana, hoping to block her memory of the painting clan.

Thinking of this, a bitter smile appeared on Aunt Hui's face, the patriarch can be said to have good intentions, blocking the memory of this little girl, so that she does not have to bear the painful growth of blood feud at such a young age. She was originally an innocent little girl, and she should live happily and carefreely in this world.

From the bottom of her heart, Aunt Hui is very fond of painting Allure, if she can, she would rather she grow up happily like a child in an ordinary family, and then find her a good family when she reaches the age, get married and have children, so that she can spend this life peacefully.

But she is a painting soul after all, at least a destined painting soul. If she is really allowed to spend this life like this, and she doesn't know her true identity until she dies, is this really fair to her?

Aunt Hui sighed heavily in her heart, since her memories related to the painting clan have been blocked, let her grow up carefree, if it comes to the time when she must remember the past, it is also destiny, and she can only go with the flow.

"Little girl, from today on, we are each other's only relatives, I will call you 'Allure', you can call me aunt. Hui Gu stretched out her hand, caressed the little face of the painting Allure lovingly, and said softly.