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"Relatively speaking, the place is relatively safe. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Plus the location is remote, it's hard for outsiders to find out if no one leads the way. So I don't think those Ran people will come here. Ling Jitian said.

I nodded.

"Come..."

As the two of them walked around the stone pillar carved with snakes, I looked up and down the stone pillar, and suddenly a tragic image of a woman tied here, struggling and wriggling, suffering from the flames... There is a sense of depression in my heart.

When I came to the front, I saw that the house was repaired with stones that were polished and smooth, and about the same size, and looked solemn and gloomy in the dark.

The door was not locked, and when the door was opened, the two of us came to the house one after the other, and Ling Jitian took out a fire from his arms and lit it. I leaned over the lamp, and the flames jumped up. I don't know if it's mutton fat or butter in this lamp, and it emits a foul smell when it burns. Under the light of the fire, I saw that the house had no windows, and it was a little suffocating. A rusty chain of human ties was nailed to the wall, dragging to the ground. Next to the chains is a small stone platform, which is supposed to be for the 'sinners' to eat.

I put the lamp on the stone platform, and Fu Ling Jitian sat next to the stone platform, and I sat in front of him. The firelight reflected Ling Jitian's shocking face, which made people dare not look directly.

"Uncle Ling... Can you say that? I asked in a low voice.

Ling Jitian looked outside, then withdrew his gaze and stared at the oil lamp intently. Looking at him, my heart aches.

Finally, Ling Jitian's 'mouth'-like organ moved.

"Xiao Leng..."

"Huh?"

"Actually..."

"What? Uncle Ling, you say..."I was inexplicably a little nervous.

"Actually, Xiao'er is not my biological daughter..."

I felt half of my body tingle, "You... What did you say? ”

"Xiao'er, she... Not my biological daughter. ”

My head was 'buzzing', thinking of the speculation when I listened to Wanjin Mountain in the valley of Taihang Mountain...

Ling Jitian's body trembled a little, "Speaking of which..."

"Could it be that," I interrupted, "is it really as I speculated, Ling Xiao is the daughter of Wanjin Mountain?!" ”

Ling Jitian looked at me with surprise in his eyes, "How do you know?!" ”

"I heard Wan Jinshan say that he was..."

Ling Jitian grabbed my hand, "Have you seen Wanjin Mountain?" ”

I nodded in amazement.

"Where is he now?"

"He... It's dead. ”

"Dead? When did you die? ”

"Not so long ago... It's a bit complicated, in short, he has done many evil things, and finally his conscience found that in order not to drag others down, he committed suicide..."

Ling Jitian was stunned for a while, and I was thinking again and again in my heart, how could this be... How so... Yuxin, is she really the daughter of Wanjin Mountain? … I can't wait to know everything about Yuxin's mysterious background...

"Uncle Ling, about how I got to know Wanjin Mountain, and how I got entangled with him, I'll tell you later, and you will continue to talk about Ling Xiao..."

Ling Jitian came back to his senses, clenched his fists, moved his 'mouth', and said in a low voice, "That's right, Xiao'er is the daughter of Wanjin Mountain... In my life, the biggest mistake I made was to save Wan Jinshan and take him in, originally, I ran a factory, had a very happy family, and had a beautiful wife who loved me very much. However, the arrival of Wanjin Mountain changed everything..."

Ling Jitian was tall and handsome when he was young, he used to be a soldier, and he had a man's fierceness, and his gestures were clean and full of charm. At that time, it was the object of admiration of many women. In the end, Ling Jitian married a beautiful, gentle and intellectual wife. After marriage, the two were affectionate and loving, and their lives were sweet. With the assistance of his wife, Ling Jitian set up a factory. Just when the two of them were working hard with a vision for a better future, a thunderbolt struck on a sunny day...

Ling Jitian and his wife are both very kind, and they often provide additional support to employees with more difficult family conditions, and when they meet homeless people begging when they go out, they will also give them money. On this day, Ling Jitian went out to talk about business, came back and passed by the river, the car had a problem, and when he came down to repair the car in the rain, he saw a person lying under the bridge not far away, and when he went down, he was a dying homeless man. Out of kindness, he rescued the homeless man, brought him home, and called in a doctor.

Later, after the homeless man woke up, Ling Jitian learned that his name was Wan Jinshan, a construction worker, who was bullied by the contractor, had no relatives in the city, was penniless, and fell ill in the bridge under the pressure of hunger and cold... Ling Jitian saw that he was pitiful and had nowhere to go, so he left him to guard the factory door. But I never expected that one day later, Wan Jinshan would do something worse than pigs and dogs... That day, Ling Jitian had a party, returned home drunk, and saw that his wife was not there, so he called the factory and learned that his wife was reconciling. On the phone, his wife said that he didn't have to worry, and when the time came, he would settle the account and let Wan Jinshan send it back. After telling him to drink more water, his wife hung up the phone. Ling Jitian fell on the bed due to drunkenness, and soon fell asleep, dazed, Ling Jitian had a terrible dream, in the dream, he saw his wife being carried by several faceless people, stretching her neck into a rope loop...

After being frightened by this dream, Ling Jitian found that his wife had not come back, and a sense of foreboding rose in his heart, and he put on his clothes and rushed to the factory, and the scene in the office scared him out of the sky... The wife was hanging there with her feet hanging in the air and struggling, her tongue was already sticking out, Ling Jitian immediately rescued her, and if she came a little later, her wife would die. After his wife woke up, she told him that she had been raped by Wan Jinshan. After taking his wife to the hospital for injections and soothing him to sleep, Ling Jitian searched everywhere for Wanjin Mountain but couldn't find it. For the sake of his wife's honor, Ling Jitian didn't call the police, nor did he tell anyone about it, after his wife was discharged from the hospital, he took a lot of time to accompany her and tried his best to make her happy. It didn't take long for his wife to get pregnant. Judging by the date, it is very likely that the child is from Wanjinshan. At the beginning, Ling Jitian wanted his wife to kill the child, but his wife couldn't bear it, so he finally gave up, and gave birth to this child, which was a daughter. After discussing with Ling Jitian and his wife, they named the child 'Ling Xiao', hoping that when she grows up, she will be like the fairy of the Nine Heavens Lingxiao, beautiful, free and happy. Not long after Ling Xiao was born, the couple did a blood type test, and the results came out that their daughter had type A blood, and both of them were type O... There is no doubt that the daughter's father is not Ling Jitian, but a person with blood type A, who should be Wan Jinshan...

Knowing this result, Ling Jitian's wife completely collapsed, because of her own unbearable beginning, her husband wanted to support a daughter who was not his own, an enemy... They plan to give their daughter to others, but the child is innocent, and very well-behaved, since birth, rarely crying, looking at the child's pink little face, carved knife-like facial features, how can not be that ruthless... Not long after her daughter was born, Ling Jitian's wife became ill, and in the end, she left this world with love and guilt for her husband, reluctance and complex emotions for her daughter, and deep hatred...

After the death of his wife, Ling Jitian decided to raise the child after painful thinking... Since she was born in my family, then she is my Ling Jitian's child! No matter who her biological father is, she is the blood left by his wife after all, and I love her so much... In short, I want to give all my love to this child, so that she can live a quality life and go to the best university for her! … This is not something that ordinary men can do, only men with a big heart and a strong sense of responsibility can do it...

Ling Jitian did it, if he raised this child out of a sense of responsibility at the beginning, then later, it was completely out of true love... As Ling Xiao grew up day by day, Ling Jitian found that her eyebrows and eyes were more and more like his wife. This child, who is more precocious than all her peers, knew when she was very young that her father had to set up a factory and raise herself, and it was very hard every day, so she never let her father worry about herself. At the age of three or four, he began to learn to do housework. When her father came home at night after a busy day, she always sang children's rhymes in a childish voice, watching her father fall asleep in satisfaction, and then crawled back to her small bed...

(When Ling Jitian said this, his hoarse voice sounded low and gentle, immersed in the memories of the past and the nostalgia for his daughter)

However, when Ling Xiao was ten years old, he suddenly contracted a strange disease, big hospitals, small hospitals, including various folk remedies, all tried it, but it didn't work, and the cause could not be found. Ling Xiao was groggy lying on the bed with a high fever, getting thinner and thinner day by day, occasionally waking up, looking at her haggard and sad father beside the bed, she knew that her life would not last long, but she still smiled and comforted her father. Seeing that his daughter was so strong and sensible, Ling Jitian's heart was like a knife...

"Just when I was about to despair, the next day, someone came who claimed to help me save my daughter..."

"This person is Ran Guohua, right?" I asked.

"Well, he said he was entrusted by someone, and when I asked him who had entrusted him, he wouldn't tell me. Looking at his rustic appearance and strange speech, he really doesn't look like a capable person. But I really had no choice, so I took him to my daughter's room with an attitude of trying. The first time he saw my daughter, he seemed frightened..."

"Scared?" I frowned.

"Well, I don't know why he saw his daughter's expression, I pushed him several times before he came back to his senses..."

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