Qinghe County, Niejia Village.

It's a very ordinary village.

Under the troubled times, wolf smoke is everywhere, there is smashing and burning everywhere, people's hearts have become dark, and there are bones and remains everywhere.

And this Niejia Village, although it is slightly better, unlike other places, there are outlaws everywhere, but when you look at it, it is also a desolate atmosphere, and the doors are closed everywhere, and it is cold and biting!

However, on such a street, a man dressed as a scholar in white and carrying an iron sword in the sheath on his back strolled here.

"These are troubled times!" The man looked at the scene in Niejia Village, with a helpless wry smile on his face, but his footsteps did not stop!

This man is none other than Wei Ziqing, who left with Yan Chixia!

There are a total of nine levels of swordsmanship, one heavy and one ascends to the sky, after cultivating the swordsmanship to the third level three days ago, Wei Ziqing said goodbye to Yan Chixia!

originally wanted to invite Yan Chixia to leave Lanruo Temple together, but Yan Chixia finally refused.

As he said, this world is already chaotic, and with his dealings with people, he might as well be guarding the Quartet in this Lanruo Temple and chatting with a group of ghosts!

However, I also admit that if one day, when Wei Ziqing needs himself, he will inevitably go to the soup for him and be on call!

After hearing this, Wei Ziqing didn't force it anymore, as for why he came to this Qinghe County, there was no him, just because in his heart, there was one thing in his heart, and he couldn't let go!

After looking for some time, I finally found an old woman, Wei Ziqing directly stopped this old woman, the old woman's face changed greatly, and Wei Ziqing was not allowed to speak, so she turned around and fled.

Wei Ziqing frowned slightly, with a wry smile on his face, this world has reached the point where people are panicking.

Helpless, I had to look for it, this time, I finally found a middle-aged man, maybe because he saw that Wei Ziqing was still good-looking, but this man did not escape.

However, when he heard what Wei Ziqing asked, his face also changed, and he was a little vigilant: "Babies born in the last two months? What does this do, you ask? ”

opened his mouth and asked who had a child, and it was inevitable that it would be so alarming, but Wei Ziqing already had an excuse and casually fooled around.

In the man's half-believing gaze, he finally learned that in this Niejia Village, a man named Nie Baoshu had just given birth to a baby girl two months ago.

"Baby girl, two months ago, so that's her, right?" With a low mutter, Wei Ziqing walked directly in the direction that the man had pointed out just now.

Nie Baoshu's home is easy to find, a small courtyard, it looks a little shabby, there are some wood fires pushed at the door, and before I can reach it, I hear bursts of baby crying, and the voice of a woman whispering comfortingly.

……

Nie Baoshu looked at the child who was held in his arms by his wife, still crying, his face was full of gloom, two months, since the child was born, the home that was already about to collapse seemed even more crumbling.

He was originally a farmer who watched the sky and ate, but now in this troubled world, people's hearts are sinister, and God seems to be playing tricks on the people of this world.

Now, his wife's milk is insufficient, and the child has been hungry for almost a day!

"Boss, look for it, if there is any rice, boil some rice water for Xiaoqian to drink, we adults are fine, but Xiaoqian is still a two-month-old baby!"

Mrs. Nie hugged the baby girl and wanted to quiet the baby girl, but how could the hungry baby, especially a two-year-old child, stand it, and cry even more at the moment.

"Rice...... Rice...... There is rice there, the way of this world...... Hey......" Nie Baoshu grabbed his head in despair, and the child's cry made his heart cut like a knife.

Adults can suffer, but what about children? Can you really stand it? Especially my own flesh and blood!

Thinking of this, Nie Baoshu seemed to have made up his mind, and took out a kitchen knife from the side, this scene, Mrs. Nie's face changed greatly, and she hugged the baby girl tightly and screamed: "Master, you are crazy, are you going to kill Xiaoqian?" You can't do that, it's our flesh and blood! ”

"Madame, what are you doing here? Tiger poison does not eat children, although my Nie Baoshu is poor, but it is not like the group of beasts outside! ”

"So what are you doing with a knife? Don't put it down yet! Hearing Nie Baoshu's words, Mrs. Nie breathed a sigh of relief, but her face was still full of fear.

"It's okay for me to put down the knife, but I have to let the child eat first, right?" Nie Baoshu tore open the long sleeves in his hand, revealing Li's swarthy arms.

"You are in charge, ......" Mrs. Nie's face changed, and then she covered her mouth and sobbed, how could she not know that this is the master, this is to cut her own flesh and feed her own flesh and bones!

Nie Baoshu sighed lightly, he wasn't afraid of pain?

No, it's just that if you have this kind of meat, you can let your children live well in this troubled world, so what?

He was about to cut off a piece of his flesh with a knife, but at this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Boss, this is ......" Mrs. Nie hugged her child tightly, walked quickly to Nie Baoshu's side, and stared at the gate tightly.

The voice, after only a few times, was already quiet, Nie Baoshu held the kitchen knife tightly, protecting Mrs. Nie and the child, and did not see any movement at the door for a long time, so he strengthened his courage to open the door.

The door was opened, but it was empty, and there was no one to be seen!

However, at this moment, Mrs. Nie let out a burst of exclamation, covering her lips, Nie Baoshu followed his wife's gaze, and there were a few eggs lying quietly in a wooden basket underground.

And underneath the eggs, it's half a basket of rice!

"Boss, this is ...... Is this a bodhisattva manifestation, this is ...... How can there be eggs and rice in this? Mrs. Nie's face was filled with tears, and Nie Baoshu was also trembling with excitement.

But after all, it was the man, looking at the crying baby, who reacted immediately, grabbed the egg and rice, and quietly locked the door.

Faintly, Nie Baoshu's trembling urging voice could be heard in this house: "What are you still doing?" Hurry up and make rice porridge for Xiaoqian, hurry, hurry, the child is going to be hungry! ”

……

In front of the Nie family, on a dying old tree, Wei Ziqing stood there quietly, watching this scene from a distance, with a shallow smile on his face.

In this troubled world, there are not many people who abandon their families and children, or even because they are hungry, and devour their children for a living, and this family, although poor, is not bad for her!

At least, her parents are still one person!

The wind, blowing, brings up a few fallen leaves......

Wei Ziqing stood quietly on the dead tree, watching the baby's voice stop, watching the night gradually rise......

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