The sky was overcast, and everything was desolate.

This is a small mountain village at the foot of the Yongling Mountain in the south of the Northwest Plain, called Qingling Village.

Many years ago, the Hu people who unified the steppe began to move south, and the northwest plain was occupied by the Hu people three years ago. The Hu people were brutal and wreaking havoc, only knowing how to plunder. Qingling Village has been looted several times, and several times in the past few days, with heavy casualties, and the few surviving villagers have taken refuge in the mountains under the leadership of Lin Yougen, the only landlord in the village. The beasts near the hiding place have been killed a long time ago, and now except for the only landlord in the village, Lin Yougen's family, who still has some food, the few other villagers have long since run out, and they can only gnaw bark and grass roots to survive.

Lin Yougen is now very worried.

Lin Yougen has a son, the big name Lin Jian'an, the name is not taken by Lin Yougen, and he can't take a name with meaning, it is the name of Zhu Rihe, the only gentleman in the village thirteen years ago, and there is no word before he is old.

The landlord's family always had some surplus food, and he could eat meat from time to time, and Lin Jian'an was tall and sturdy, and he was one of the only few people in the village who could read and write. Fifteen years ago, the Hu people began to invade the Han land, and Zhu Rihe fled from the north to Qingling Village, covered in blood and dying. Lin Yougen saved him, so Zhu Rihe attached himself to the Lin family.

Zhu Rihe used to be a showman. At that time, Xiucai was not a scholar who was powerless, he had six arts, not only could read but also martial arts, and his martial arts were also very strong. fled along the way and killed a lot of Hu people. Since the Lin family has the grace to save their lives, and they have nowhere to go for the time being, they naturally teach the only son of the Lin family with all their heart.

People who can read always have some feelings, teach by word and deed, Lin Baoyun is very smart, and has a sense of justice, so he always secretly takes the family's food to help the villagers who fled into the mountains together. Lin Yougen can neither nor want to object, everyone is dead, who will plant his family's land? Who raised chickens, ducks and pigs for him? The ancestral family of three generations of landlords will not know anything by themselves, and they will not be able to endure suffering, and it is possible that the whole family will starve to death.

I've been in the mountains for a long time, and I can't last long if I don't go out of the mountains. Not long after the Chinese New Year, it will be spring ploughing soon, and if you grasp it tightly, you can lead the whole village to barely survive, but I don't know if the Hu people are gone? Still not coming? is timid and small, so he can only rely on his son, who is healthy and strong with martial arts, to go out to the mountains to investigate. No, early in the morning, Lin Jian'an took his childhood playmate twelve-year-old Zhu Jianheng out of the mountain to investigate, and he didn't come back when it was almost dark.

But don't let anything happen! Lin Jian'an is his lifeline, something really happened, so everyone died together and counted the ball.

Lin Jian'an and the two of them walked a little far to the north, and it was estimated that they had reached Jingshui Village, which was separated by two villages to the north.

Lin Jian'an and the two didn't see Hu people all the way, there were ruins and broken walls everywhere, and corpses were everywhere. Jingshui Village is the same, it is silent, and there should be no living people for a long time. The two of them were also bold, and they dared to go into the village to search, but they didn't find anything to eat and use, and it is estimated that they have already been searched.

When he was about to leave, he found two people in the corner of the dry firewood pile of a thatched hut near the woods, one old and one small, a woman and a man, one dead and one alive, and it seemed that the situation was mother and son.

The mother should have died, the body did not stink, it is estimated that she had just died, she was very pale and thin, there was a wound on her left hand, there was no blood on the ground, and her right hand was tightly hugging a child, who was only a few months old, and was still crying weakly.

Lin Jian'an was also attracted by the cry, otherwise he would not have found the two of them.

Seeing this, Lin Jian'an pursed his lips, his fingers turned white, and there was an indescribable discomfort. What a great mother this is, who feeds her children with her own blood.

Lin Jian'an thought of his mother, who gave birth to his younger brother three years ago and died in childbirth, and thought of his younger brother who was born and was gone.

Trembling and breaking off the mother's fingers one by one, the child was still crying without a sound.

Lin Jian'an stared at the child's face, and had a very strong feeling in his heart, this is the younger brother that God returned to him, this is the younger brother that his mother sent back to him, but he didn't know that this was his fate.

Lin Jian'an took out a self-defense knife and cut it at his wrist, and Zhu Jianheng, who had been following him who had not made a sound, screamed and pulled Lin Jian'an's right hand, "Brother Jian'an, you... I...", I don't know what to say.

Blood splashed, Lin Jian'an put his hand close to the baby, and the baby naturally sucked it.

"I once had a younger brother, Mr. named Lin Jianyue, but he didn't have time to let me hug him, and now I am holding you, you are my own brother. You are given to me by God, I will teach you to read and practice martial arts, and I will take care of you for the rest of your life. ”