Ever since Xiao Lingyu was pressed to the top of his head by Hei Yu's five fingers, he felt dizzy, as if he had been pressed against a mountain. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

His mind was blank, and the sound of "boom" continued, which made Xiao Lingyu have a headache and swelling his head, unable to think of anything, and was in great pain.

Just when Xiao Lingyu couldn't bear it, an old man's voice sounded in his ears, which seemed to be extremely familiar......

"Okay, the old man understands!"

That voice was extremely familiar, and the moment Xiao Lingyu heard it clearly, he understood that it was Grandpa Huang, Grandpa Huang's voice!

"Grandpa Huang!"

Xiao Lingyu shouted, opened his eyes suddenly, and a burst of white light flashed in front of his eyes, so bright that he couldn't open his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, he was shocked by the scenery in front of him.

The stream is clear, next to it is a hundred-year-old Kui tree, shaded and green, under the tree a few children are playing, not far from the old Kui tree, is a village, cooking smoke curling.

"Xiaojiazhuang, it's Xiaojiazhuang!"

Xiao Lingyu is very familiar with this scene, this is the place where he has lived since he was a child, how can he not see it, almost at the same time as seeing this scene, the corners of Xiao Lingyu's eyes were a little moist.

The mist filled Xiao Lingyu's eyes, and he muttered in a low voice, "How did I go back to Xiaojiazhuang......

Just when Xiao Lingyu was puzzled, a sound appeared in Xiao Lingyu's mind, the indifferent voice was Black Feather, the voice was ethereal, but it explained all this.

"Xiao Lingyu, haven't you always wanted to figure out what is going on with you? These memories will take you to find the answers you want to know......

The ethereal voice only existed for a moment, and then disappeared, and by the time Xiao Lingyu came back to his senses, the scenery in front of him had changed.

It is still the location of the village entrance, from the bright sun just now to the sunset on the west mountain, the sunset hangs obliquely between the mountainsides, stretching the shadows of pedestrians to a long time.

The children who had been playing under the tree were gone, and most of them had gone home for dinner, except for the little one who looked to be three or four years old.

At this time, a person walked not far away, wearing a black feather coat, purple hair, and a silver mask, and he was not a mortal at first glance.

The man was Black Feather, and he came to the bottom of the old locust tree and asked in a low voice, "Child, take me back to your house......

"Take you home, who are you?"

The child raised his head, and looked like an ordinary child, but he had a good face, white and pure, and did not look like a child in the mountains.

Seeing this, Xiao Lingyu's heart was shocked, it was himself! That was himself when he was a child! But he was too young at that time, and Xiao Lingyu had no memory of this incident at all.

In Xiao Lingyu's stunned kung fu, Hei Yu had already coaxed Xiao Lingyu when he was a child, and Xiao Lingyu had already taken him home with a jump.

It's a familiar scene again, a small courtyard with a wooden fence, and there is also a big tree in the courtyard, but the tree was not so big at that time, only the height of the house.

An ordinary stone house looks no different from its surroundings, but in this room, there is an amazing person.

"Father, father, someone is looking for you!"

Xiao Lingyu pushed open the door and saw his father inside, he was a little stunned, but he didn't think much about it, just muttered in his mouth, "Why did my father wear such strange clothes, it's so ugly......".

I saw Xiao Lingyu's father sitting in the main hall, because it was a small family, there was no main hall to speak of, and he usually ate in this house.

The wooden table for eating was put up early today, and there was some game on the table, usually Xiao Lingyu couldn't see so much game at all, it seemed that Xiao Lingyu's father had already known that someone would come today.

"You're here. ”

I saw Xiao Lingyu's father standing up, dressed in a martial arts cultivator's power suit, his whole body was black, with a pattern on it, a dark gold pattern of dragon flying and phoenix dancing, which looked quite imposing.

Xiao Lingyu's father doesn't look very similar to Xiao Lingyu, except for having a pair of eyes like Xiao Lingyu, everything else is different from Xiao Lingyu.

With a rough figure, nearly two meters tall, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a Chinese face, and a beard, at first glance it looks like a traditional martial arts cultivator.

"Father is a cultivator?"

At that time, after ten years, Xiao Lingyu saw his father's dress again, and a thousand waves surged in his heart, and every bit of the past emerged from his mind.

Those strange things in my memory were finally correct, and they solved many doubts in Xiao Lingyu's heart.

Why, the father in my memory is surprisingly strong, a grinding disc that requires three or four people to lift, my father can resist it on his shoulder, and he also talks and laughs, without any effort.

Why, that year, a group of wolves came to the mountain, and there was a wolf plague in the village, and my father went out overnight, and the next day he brought a few wolves back, and the wolf plague disappeared......

Also, everyone said that my father was the best hunter in the village, and as long as there was an animal in the mountain, he wanted to catch it, and it would not take half a day to go up the mountain, and he would definitely come back with the prey......

All this looked so normal to Xiao Lingyu when he was a child, but now that he looked back, he realized that his father was originally a cultivator.

During the time when Xiao Lingyu recalled it, Hei Yu had already walked into the house, and the young Xiao Lingyu was lying on the table, trying to grab the chicken leg on the table, but his mother knocked on his hand and led him to the next room.

When he saw his mother again, Xiao Lingyu was stunned for a moment, and then the fog in his eyes became even thicker, and he shouted in a low voice: "Mother, ......."

Xiao Lingyu's mother is not like other mountain village women, her skin is rough, and she was already an old woman in her early years.

Xiao Lingyu's mother is very beautiful, no less beautiful than Luo Tiange and Min Jun, although she is dressed in coarse cloth clothes and does not apply powder on her face, she can't hide her natural beauty.

"Even my mother is not an ordinary person...... right?"

At this time, Xiao Lingyu reacted, he thought that his mother was the most beautiful woman in the village at first, not for no reason, but because his mother was not an ordinary person, so he could maintain that beautiful face in the wind and rain of the mountain village.

Although this is just a memory, leading Xiao Lingyu to find those things that he has forgotten or that he has never seen, this memory is too real.

Xiao Lingyu couldn't help it, and when he saw his father and mother, he burst into tears.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

In Xiao Lingyu's seemingly strong heart, there is a hidden corner where all his weaknesses have been buried, and when this weakness is touched, those emotions are like a flood that bursts the embankment, surging out, and it can't be stopped! )