Bai Changsheng staggered back a few steps, stretched out a hand, and pointed to the tattoo on Dasha's back tremblingly, the churning in his heart overflowing.

I see, it turns out that Dasha is not Dasha, it turns out that he is his father's old department, one of the four generals who hate the sky, and the son is the end!

"Pretty, how beautiful this big cat is."

Nian'er raised her nose, very proud, in her naïve mind, the meaning of the tattoo on the back of this big fool was just an ordinary flower cat.

Bai Changsheng burst into tears, thinking of all kinds of things, thinking of his father.

It turned out that it was not dead, it turned out to be alive.

This is my father's deceased, and it seems that in the battle of that year, the general of the Southern Army did not die in the end, but was killed by the enemy, lost his mind, and spent all these years in a daze.

Bai Changsheng hurriedly stepped forward and helped Dasha cover the sheepskin on his body so that he would not catch a cold, and then returned to the house with Nian'er.

When the three of them sat in front of the bonfire again, Bai Changsheng felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart, and he didn't know how this Southern Army general who dared to ask for light from heaven and earth survived.

"You..."

Bai Changsheng wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to speak.

He was never masked with this person, but he had an inextricable relationship, and when the words came to his mouth, he choked up.

This is his father's deceased, and he is considered Bai Changsheng's elder, but what can he do?

Dasha was still playing with Nian'er stupidly, ignoring Bai Changsheng, Bai Changsheng was stunned for a long time before he made up his mind.

He wants to restore the sages of the Son!

Thinking of this, Bai Changsheng didn't delay any longer, and hurriedly came to Dasha's back, pulled Dasha's hair away, and carefully investigated the knife wound on his neck.

Spanning the entire skull, but not touching the vital point, the knife wound was strange and dangerous.

Bai Changsheng narrowed his eyes, being bold and careful was his fine style, and when he looked at it so carefully, he found something strange:

Zizhong's knife wound had healed, but in the middle of it, there was a slight bulge, and it seemed that something was stuck in it.

Probing with his hand, Bai Changsheng gasped.

This should be a blunt-tipped silver needle, pierced at Zizhong's vital point, locked the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and sealed all his minds.

Who did it?

Bai Changsheng didn't know, but he could see that the sharpness of this silver needle was not the slightest difference, otherwise he would have died long ago.

It should be someone who deliberately stabbed the silver needle to make the child lose his mind and become crazy, and then covered his neck with a knife wound, so that outsiders could not see any strange flaws.

The doctors here are all herdsmen and traveling doctors, how can they have such good eyesight to see the clues.

But Bai Changsheng saw it, and even more saw the intentions of the person who made the move, he should not want him to recover, and wanted him to stay in a slumber.

But why do you want to do that?

Wouldn't it be more simply to kill him?

Bai Changsheng couldn't figure it out, but he couldn't do anything, because he saw that once this needle was pulled out, if he didn't pay attention to it a little, Dasha would definitely die on the spot.

It seems that the person who made the shot back then had already expected it, but he didn't want him to be so ruthless, Bai Changsheng thought hatefully.

"Uncle, what's wrong?"

Nian'er was eccentric, looking at Bai Changsheng's expression, yin and yang, he knew that there was something.

Bai Changsheng looked at Nian'er's innocent smile, his heart was bitter, and he suddenly felt that this son had finally become a big fool, maybe it was a good thing, at least Nian'er had a destiny.

Even if he recovers, what can he do? With the remnants of the old days, is this kind of life what he wants?

Maybe it was deliberately done by the child? It's better to want to be here but die, than to be miserable all day long.

Bai Changsheng sighed, sat back in front of the bonfire, took Dasha's wine jug, and took a sip of it himself.

The firelight was faint, Bai Changsheng didn't know what he was thinking, the warmth on his body just made him feel cold.

"Nian'er, do you want to get better from Dasha?"

Bai Changsheng suddenly asked, Nian'er didn't know what "good" meant, and was very curious:

"What's good?"

Bai Changsheng was stunned for a moment, yes, what is really good?

"It's to restore his intelligence and his previous memories."

When Nian'er heard this, she jumped up all of a sudden, and she was very happy:

"Okay, okay, so that Dasha can teach me to read and write."

Bai Changsheng's heart became more and more uncomfortable, he took another sip of strong wine, stared blankly at the crackling bonfire, and muttered to himself:

"I'm afraid that when the day comes, you will regret it."

···

Bai Changsheng returned to the old man's house, and the old man asked Bai Changsheng what he thought of Dasha, and Bai Changsheng didn't say anything except a wry smile.

He didn't plan to let Dasha get better, because if he did that, he might really be able to weigh Lou Ming's intentions, whether it was good or bad, he didn't dare to make a decision.

What's more, this silver needle blocked the eight veins of the Qi Jing, and judging from his means, it was indeed difficult to be foolproof.

Just live here and wait and see what happens, you can also protect this fool well, since Lou Ming knows that he is here, he will definitely make a move.

When the time comes, it really won't work, and I fled with Dasha and Nian'er, and it is better to be at large than to be remembered all day long.

Life went by like this, but every once in a while, Bai Changsheng would carry some food up the mountain to chat with Dasha.

After a long time, Dasha naturally has a good impression of Bai Changsheng, and Nian'er is the same, he likes Bai Changsheng very much.

Even sometimes Dasha would agree that Bai Changsheng would take Nian'er to walk in the tunzi, and also bought pen and ink for Nian'er to teach her to write and draw.

They were happy, like brothers and a family, and even the old man in Bai Changsheng's overnight family felt very strange, but seeing that they were living in such harmony, he didn't say much.

It's just far, far away, in a place where the name is unknown, someone mutters in the shadows:

"I know you can't bear it, so let me help you with a ride and see who can withstand this big wave."

Bai Changsheng couldn't hear this evil and compassionate voice, he just enjoyed himself, and it was the same today, as soon as he finished teaching Nian'er to write, Nian'er was naughty, and when he saw a little rabbit, he ran out.

Turning around and coming to Dasha, Bai Changsheng added a hand of firewood, and Dasha was shaking the wine jug, and it seemed that it was empty again.

"Are you out of wine?"

Bai Changsheng asked.

"Well, there's no wine, the fool wants to drink, go!"

Dasha shook the flask for a long time, put the last drop of wine in his mouth, stood up like a hill, and went out the door.

Bai Changsheng also followed, helping Dasha carry the herbs, this is to go down the mountain to buy wine and drink.

The two of them took Nian'er to the wine shop, and the old lady of the wine shop prepared candy for Nian'er, and she should have guessed that Dasha was coming soon, and she had already prepared it in advance.

After filling the wine, Dasha turned around halfway through as usual and said that he hadn't given the money yet, and the old lady also said next time as usual.

Drawing a positive, Dasha is about to go back, Bai Changsheng wants to buy anything so harmoniously, then it would be good.

Sighing and dispelling his boring fantasies, Bai Changsheng picked up Nian'er and walked towards the mountain with Dasha.

As soon as the three men left, in front of Lab Dalin's tunzi, suddenly a group of people appeared, and the leader of this group was a woman.

Holding a steel whip and fierce eyes, this woman is handsome, but has an unusual coldness.

The tall horse under the seat is white and bright, but the rules let this woman sit under him, it seems that this woman has strong martial arts, otherwise she would not let this group of people surrender so much.

Everyone pierces the ground, but the steel knife is sharp, and everyone's expressions are fierce, this must be a bandit.

The woman shook the steel whip, and "snapped" in the air, crisp and loud, which made people feel frightened, and it was seen from this shot, the steel whip was not light, and the weight of more than a dozen catties made the woman throw the ground as casually as a broken rope.

This is evident from this.

"I want to see, they all say that this place is rich, what treasures are worthy of my Liu Rudao to come personally, brothers, give it to me!"