"The righteous are no more than Erer!"

Song Liangshan's cold-blooded ruthlessness, Lingyan couldn't help but sneer, and the color of disdain on his ugly face was even stronger.

"What is good and what is evil? Good and evil are just changes between people's hearts! People who are righteous are not all good people, and there is no shortage of righteous people who are evil! Everything in the world cannot only pay attention to the appearance, but the inside is the fundamental!"

In this world where interests are paramount, things like today's don't know how much to happen every day, and Duan Wuya is no longer surprised. It's hard to distinguish between good and evil, so why care so much!

Duan Wuya's concept of good and evil made Lingyan's disdainful and indifferent face somewhat softened, Lingyan looked at Duan Wuya, his eyes flashed, and then disappeared.

Duan Wuya's attention was on the valley below, he didn't notice the change in the spiritual smoke, looking at the children who were a few years old below the valley, Duan Wuya's heart couldn't help but twitch a little.

Song Liangshan left, and the child just glanced at it casually, his face full of tears, full of determination that Duan Wuya couldn't ignore. Children who grew up in this world were already affected by the concepts of this world, and Song Liangshan's indifference, children may not have paid attention to it at all.

Song Liangshan is also the honorary dean, in front of the scholars of his own college, to do such a thing, this is teaching and educating people? A child, no matter how much care he can get, as long as he can live, it is the greatest favor to this child!

But Song Liangshan was disdainful of such a simple helping hand!

The child was only seven or eight years old, and the tears on his resolute face were gone, and sweat had already soaked through his clothes in the autumn sun. The child did not care, but took a deep look at the stiff corpses that had fallen to the ground, walked to the side of the official road, found a sharper stone, and slowly dug a hole.

The only thing children can do now is to have a place for their relatives to live!

Every inch of the valley is hard rock, and the ground on both sides of the official road is no exception. The child's resolute face, stubbornly doing one thing, digging a pit!

The child's young body lifted the stone with difficulty and smashed it to the ground.

"Bang!"

A small crash echoed through the valley, and the stone in the child's hand suddenly split in half under the child's little strength.

The sun slowly moved to the horizon from overhead, and it wasn't long before it was getting dark.

"Bang!"

The valley still resounded from time to time with the sound of crashing, and the child was still doing his thing mechanically.

Half a day passed, and occasionally a crowd of people passed by, but when they saw the corpse lying on the ground, they left in a hurry. None of the people who passed by reached out to help.

The child seemed to be numb, his lips were chapped, and for half a day, the ground was only smashed by the child into two deep shallow pits. The gravel chips in the pit were sprinkled with blood everywhere.

The blood on the child's hand has dried up, and every time the child lifts the stone, the pull of the movement will make the young hand flow new blood.

"Young Master!"

Half a day of waiting, the most exhausting, Lingyan finally couldn't help it, and called softly.

Duan Wuya shook his head, although the child was not very old, he had a resolute personality. Now the will to die is even more born, if the child does not finish the burial of his loved ones by himself, he will definitely not recover from despair!

Lingyan bit her lip and lowered her head, with tears overflowing from her eyes.

The child used his attachment to his relatives to move Lingyan.

Not only Lingyan, but Duan Wuya was also dripping blood in his heart, if it weren't for the fact that the child could come out of his inner world, Duan Wuya would have rushed down a long time ago.

Coming to this world, Duan Wuya was the first time he had seen such a person.

A child's inner world is the purest and cleanest! It's just that the people of this world, after having independent thoughts, are tainted by interests!

The sun rose and set, and set and rose, and so on for nearly a day, and at last the child dug a pit where several bodies could be buried.

Seeing this, Lingyan even showed a look of joy, feeling a little relieved for the child's victory.

Pulling the corpse into the pit, the child's body shook for a while, and the child gritted his teeth fiercely, and a stream of blood overflowed in his mouth.

Biting his tongue to refresh his mind, how much perseverance does this child have! Without eating, drinking, or sleeping, a child who is only seven or eight years old has finally been buried by his relatives in more than a day.

Kneeling in front of the slightly raised grave, the child opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he did not say it.

The young man's kneeling body shook and fell in front of the grave.

"Young Master!"

When Lingyan saw the child fall to the ground, he exclaimed, and when he stabbed at Duan Wuya, there was still Duan Wuya's figure beside him.

In the valley, Duan Wuya stood in front of the grave, holding the fainting child in his arms.

Looking at the child in his arms, Duan Wuya couldn't hold back any longer, and two lines of tears rolled out!

"Young master, you're in tears!"

Lingyan didn't know when, he had already arrived at Duan Wuya's side, his face was full of surprise and a hint of disbelief.

Duan Wuya's eyes were injured by Han Xiaomo's poisonous fire in the heart, and tears had become Duan Wuya's only desire to express his feelings. How many times he was moved and sad, Duan Wuya never shed tears, but he didn't expect that the child in his arms today used his dedication to family affection to rejuvenate Duan Wuya's tear ducts.

"Spirit smoke, dissolve this elixir with water, this child's body has reached the limit of what it can bear!"

Duan Wuya's voice trembled a little, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Duan Wuya wouldn't have dared to believe that a child would have such perseverance!

Duan Wuya knew that this was the power of family affection, the power of family affection, which could create almost impossible miracles!

Lingyan obediently took the small jade bottle in Duan Wuya's hand, and then Duan Wuya took out a jar of water from the space ring, as well as a small porcelain bowl. Lingyan took it one by one, twisted the pill in his right hand, put it in a bowl and melted it with water, and under Duan Wuya's signal, pry open the mouth of the child and pour it into the child's mouth.

As soon as the elixir was swallowed, the child's pale face, which was as pale as death, gradually appeared a hint of ruddyness.

Duan Wuya breathed a sigh of relief gently, such a young man, Duan Wuya really couldn't bear to leave this world like this.

"I hope you wake up and face the world safely!"

In the face of such a change, this child is so young, and the trauma of her soul will not affect her future life!

"Young Master, what should we do?"

Lingyan's face carried a hint of expectation, and there was also a kind of unbearable that was difficult to hide.

In Lingyan's heart, Duan Wuya knew very well that he couldn't bear to let this child be abandoned again. Lingyan You can have such a kind heart, Duan Wuya is very pleased, and the trace of defense in his heart slowly disappeared.

How can a person whose heart is full of love and whose heart is full of goodness make people wary of it?

"There is true love in the world, if I haven't met it, then it's fine, and now that I have met it, I have to be worthy of my conscience, so this child will follow us in the future!"