It was late at night, pitch black, and the scenery was not visible. But the mountains are not quiet www.biquge.info fierce beasts roar, shaking the mountains and rivers, shaking the trees, and falling the leaves.

Between the mountains and ravines, the torrent and fierce beasts are rampant, the ancient relics are infested, and all kinds of terrible sounds rise and fall in the darkness, wanting to crack the world.

In the mountains, there is a soft light looming in the distance, and under this dark and endless night, it is like a candle flickering between the mountains and the mountains, which will be extinguished at any time.

As I got closer, I could see that there was half a huge dead tree there, with a trunk diameter of more than ten meters, and the whole body was charred black. Except for half of the main trunk, it was only a weak branch, but it was exuding vitality, the branches and leaves were as crystalline as green jade, and a little soft light diffused, enveloping a village.

To be exact, it was a lightning tree, which had been hit by lightning many years ago, and the huge canopy and vigorous vitality of the old willow tree were destroyed.

Now there is only a section of tree stump eight or nine meters high on the surface, which is amazingly thick, and the only willow branch is like a green glow divine chain, the halo is pervasive, enveloping and guarding the entire village, making this habitat hazy, like a fairy town, and it looks very mysterious in this great wilderness.

Every house in the village is a stone house, and in the dead of night, it is peaceful and tranquil, as if it is isolated from the darkness of the outside world and the roar of the beast.

"No!"

Before the night ended, the world was hazy, and suddenly, an old cry of sorrow sounded in this quiet stone village that seemed to be isolated from the world.

Brush Brush Brush!

After being called, in the dark and quiet stone village, torches were quickly lit, and there were many figures in the sound.

The sad cry is very familiar to everyone in Shicun, whether it is adults or children, everyone who hears it knows that the owner of the voice is the old village chief of Shicun.

"Quick! Something happened! ”

"The village chief's voice, it must be that kid has an accident!"

"Alas, poor child, at such a young age, has experienced such a tragic experience."

"I hope that kid can survive it!"

The crowd of people holding torches walked towards the residence of the old village chief at the head of the village.

As they walked, several village women whispered with regret on their faces.

From their words, it is not difficult to hear that the sad cry of the old village chief just now is because of a child, a child with a poor background.

One...... Maybe you won't be able to survive tonight's kids!

After a few conversations, there was a sigh, and then, silence returned to the stone village.

Only the sound of footsteps and bright torches proved that someone was in action.

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Ishimura is not big, and even if it is from the end of the village to the head of the village, it will not take much time.

In a short time, the people who were close were already standing in front of the old village chief's door.

"Village Chief! The kid ..... You okay? ”

The burly man Shi Linhu hesitated outside the door for a long time, and after a long time, he asked such a sentence.

"Squeak!"

There was no response, and after a few breaths, the village chief's door opened from the inside, revealing the old village chief's face.

The face full of wrinkles was full of tiredness, cloudy eyes, and worries were written, even if he didn't speak, even if he didn't respond, but such an expression had already dyed Shi Linhu understood everything.

The poor child...... Most likely, it won't make it through.

"Come in!" Looking at the more and more people gathered, Lao Cunzhan sighed, turned around and walked into the house.

As the old village chief walked into the stone house, the scene in the stone house was also clearly presented in front of everyone's eyes.

In front of the door of the stone house, there is a small pot stove, the pot stove has no fire, and there is no food in the pot, but people who have recently walked past the stove can smell the residual smell of milk.

Only the first picture makes people understand that there is a child and a ...... in this family. There is no mother nursing child.

When I entered the door, I went around the pot stove at the door, and the indoor furnishings also came into view.

A stone table, four stone benches, and a stone bed by the window are placed, and on top of the stone bed, there are several thick covers.

This is a simple room where the elderly live no longer.

The only difference is ...... On top of the thick bed of the stone bed, lay a small baby.

The baby looked less than a year old, pale and bloodless.

The baby's eyes are closed, as if he is asleep.

However, from the faint babbling sound that came from his mouth from time to time, it was clear that he was not asleep.

It was supposed to be a cute and charming baby carved in pink, but it gave people the feeling of being full of death.

It's as if in the next second, this child could die at any time.

The baby's lips were as red as blood, a strong contrast to his pale and bloodless face.

And next to the baby's swaddling clothes, there was a handkerchief, a white handkerchief, stained with patches of red.

Blood!

White handkerchief, full of blood!

In this way, the corners of the baby's red mouth also have a reasonable explanation.

It wasn't the contrast between the color of his lips and his pale complexion, but the fact that his lips, which were also bloodless, had been stained red with blood.

Blood spat out of his little mouth.

A child less than a year old, vomiting blood.......

"This ......"

Seeing the blood-stained handkerchief next to the baby, Shi Linhu showed a trace of regret on his face.

The old village chief turned his head and glanced at Shi Linhu with a somewhat numb face, did not speak, did not respond, and walked to the side of the crib step by step.

"Evil, such a young child......"

Behind her, a village woman looked at the baby's pale face, looked at the handkerchief stained red with blood, and couldn't help but curse with hatred.

It seems that someone is coming.

Perhaps, I want to say my last goodbye to these uncles, aunts, grandparents who care about me.

The baby, who was awake but had his eyes closed, and could only make an inaudible babbling sound from his mouth because of the pain, opened his eyes after everyone arrived.

At the same time that the baby opened his eyes, the crowd also saw his eyes.

Innocent, innocent, full of spirituality!

After seeing the baby's gaze, such words flashed in everyone's hearts.

This...... It was a completely different look from the first time they saw this child, and there was only an ignorant chaos in their eyes.

This...... Maybe that's what this kid should have looked like.

It's just that when they saw the spirituality in the child's eyes, everyone didn't have the slightest joy.

Because, they know, it's ...... Most of it is a return to the light, the last splendor.

This child, in his best state, is saying his final goodbye to everyone.

At...... The last moments of his life.

"Babble!"

The exceptionally clear cry reached everyone's ears and sounded in everyone's hearts.

Listening to the clear voice of this child for the first time since he was sent to Shicun, everyone's hearts suddenly burst into flames.

It's like, there is a heavy hammer smashed into the heart, painful, heart-wrenching unspeakable heartbeat.

It's just a child, a child who is not yet a year old!

Why, God should let him be subjected to this, why, God was so unfair to him?

"Babble! Yikes......"

looked at the old village chief sitting beside him, the baby in swaddling clothes, and showed a bright smile to the old village chief.

It's just that this smile bloomed on his pale face without the slightest blood, so that everyone who saw it could only regret it in their hearts.

"Yikes!"

Looking at the love and regret in the eyes of the old village chief, the baby seemed to understand that the other party was really good to him, and even trembled and stretched out his hands to the old village chief.

"Good boy! Good boy! ”

Seeing the baby's action, the old village chief also trembled and gave birth to his hands and held the baby in his arms.

Tightly...... Hold it tightly, for fear that if you let go of it, this little life will slip away from your life.

"Babble!"

The baby seemed to be more and more agile, looking at the tears in the corners of the old village chief's eyes, the baby trembled and gave birth to a thin arm, and put a small palm on the corner of the old village chief's eyes.

Gently ...... Gently passed away the tears that the old village chief saw.

"Master...... Babble! ”

Perhaps, he wants to call "grandpa", perhaps, he wants to comfort "grandpa not to cry"

It's just that now he is just returning to the light, and he is not the natural supreme he once was.

After making a sound, it becomes the sound of a baby's "babbling".

It's just that, although he didn't say the whole sentence, the old village chief did understand.

Putting his wrinkled face on the baby's face, the old village chief held back his tears and choked up and said, "Good boy! Good boy! Don't cry, grandpa listens to you, grandpa doesn't cry! ”

It's just that he didn't cry when he said it, but the tears in the corners of his eyes still couldn't help but leave a drop along the wrinkles on his face...... Two drops ...... Dripping on the baby's little hands.

"Woo!"

Behind him, seeing such a scene, several village women couldn't help but let out a whimpering choking sound, and some middle-aged people also had sour noses.

Even Shi Linhu, a strong man with iron bones, had red eyes because of the scene in front of him.

"Babble~ya~"

Feeling the tears dripping on his hands, the baby raised his hand again, trying to wipe the tears from the corners of the old man's eyes.

His little hand trembled, and little by little he stretched out to the old village chief's face.

I didn't move forward a single point, it was like I had exhausted all my strength.

One-inch, two-inch......

The little hand approached the old man's face inch by inch, watching the child stretch out his hand hard, the old village chief wept and leaned his wrinkled face forward, so that the baby could touch his cheek more easily.

Finally, after exhausting all the strength of the body, the baby's small hand was once again placed on the old man's face, gently, but as if he had exhausted his whole life to work hard.

Little by little, the baby wiped the tears from the old man's face.

"Good...... Good boy......" The old man's voice choked and he couldn't cry.

Wiping away the tears from the corners of the old man's eyes again, the baby seemed to have done a very happy thing.

The little hand touched the wrinkles on the old man's old face, and the smile on the baby's face became brighter and brighter.

And then......

"Poof!"

For no reason, the little hand caressed the wrinkled baby at the corner of the old man's eye, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Blood sprayed on the old man's face and dripped on his pale little face.

The corners of his mouth turned red from blood, and his pale little face, without the slightest trace of blood, appeared a red tide.

He stroked the wrinkled little hand at the corner of the old man's eyes, and at the moment of vomiting blood, all his strength was drained, and he hung down heavily.

"Good boy, it's grandpa...... It's useless! ”

Holding tightly the baby who had completely lost his life in his arms, the old village chief's face was unusually calm.

Great Compassion...... Thin sound!