Chen An left, leaving the girl alone in the wind.

As for whether she will jump off the building, Chen An really doesn't care.

Now his state of mind is unusually peaceful, like a pool of stagnant water, unable to make the slightest splash.

Walking off the rooftop, a noisy sound gradually came.

I think the students in the hallway are fighting.

Chen An's mood also became a little lighter.

Because he felt the activation of various functions in his body, which he had never experienced before.

He was a patient with severe congenital heart disease.

The doctor diagnosed him when he was born, and bluntly said that the child would not survive to adulthood.

And Chen An is seventeen years old this year.

If nothing else, he should die peacefully the following year.

Came in a hurry, and left in a hurry.

Alone, always.

But Chen An is not an orphan, he also has parents.

It's just that the parents quickly made a decision after learning that the child they were born had a serious congenital heart disease.

Since the large one is scrapped, let's just open another small one.

But Chen An's family is not wealthy, and raising two children at the same time is inevitably a little stretched.

So in the middle of the night, the apparently short-lived child was undoubtedly abandoned.

Fortunately, the couple still had a little bit of conscience and did not throw him directly into the wild to feed the dogs.

Instead, it was placed at the door of an unknown welfare home in the countryside.

The director of the welfare home is a well-known good person, and of course he will not just let the baby at the door go unattended.

He first heard the movement outside the door, and then turned his head to look at the dark night outside the window, and his heart was already somewhat clear.

The dean's body is quite tough at this time.

He groped his way up in the dark, took a coat from the hook behind the door, and walked quickly to the iron door of the orphanage by moonlight.

In the quiet of the night, the sound of the iron door creaking sounded.

Behind the door, a bamboo basket made of bamboo is placed alone under the steps.

The dean stepped forward and hurriedly covered the baby in the bamboo basket, and then carefully picked it up, his wrinkled old face looked at it carefully, and suddenly smiled.

Because this baby's sleeping face is really cute.

He stretched out his large, rough, yellowed hand and gently wiped the baby's face.

"You can follow me from now on."

Suddenly, the dean sighed softly, and he picked up a note at the placket of the baby's coat with a pen on it.

Did it turn out to be surnamed Chen?

The dean rubbed his chin, looked at the still sleeping baby, and sighed.

"I just hope you can grow up in peace."

"It's called...... Chen An. ”

……

……

China.

Su Chi Chi came to the mountain forest again.

This was the place where she and the man had lived for twenty years.

"Do you regret it?"

A long sigh suddenly sounded in his mind, causing Su to stop for a long time.

She stood still, her face not sad or happy.

"I have a clear conscience, what is there to regret?"

She asked rhetorically.

The enemy who kills his father and mother with a blade will only feel happy.

What are the regrets?

Since the man let her travel down the mountain ten years ago, and by chance, she got the Shadow Stone, and the gears of fate have been slowly turning.

The so-called master and apprentice, the so-called nurturing grace, are just a pretense.

The voice was silent for a moment, and then it sounded again.

"It's true that the Shadow Stone can't be faked, but if you only listen to half of a sentence, the answer you get may be diametrically opposite, isn't it?"

Hearing this, Su Chichi's expression finally changed, and her thin and long eyes narrowed slightly, shining with a dangerous light.

"What do you mean?"

The voice in my head suddenly appeared a month before the murder of the teacher.

At first, Su Chichi thought it was her own demon, but as she fell with a sword and stepped into the tribulation, the voice was still there.

It is invisible, even in the current realm of Su Chichi, he still can't see its heels.

It let out a sloppy laugh.

"Let me take you again, from the perspective of Master Ling, to complete the journey."

Su Chichi looked a little confused, but he didn't rush to refuse.

"Master's ...... Visual angle? ”

She wanted to see what tricks the other party wanted to play.

……

……

In the southern part of China, there is a meandering, magnificent river.

It runs from north to south and brings abundant resources to the region through which it flows.

Rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, rely on the water to eat the water.

Sujia Village is located in the upper reaches of the river.

The sun was setting in the west, and the entrance of the village, which should have been lively and lively, was unusually quiet at this time, without any sound of children playing and playing.

This is not normal.

Wisps of thick dark red blood were slowly flowing out along the entrance of the village.

Blood, blood everywhere, cast a strange filter on the entire Sujia Village.

On the side of the mud road in the village, there are lifeless villagers, including middle-aged men who are in charge of hunting, women who are washing and cooking at home, and children who are less than a meter old.

There was a strong smell of blood spreading, like purgatory on earth.

In the rice bowl, a small head suddenly poked out.

It's a girl with pigtails.

Her white greasy little face was a little baby fat, and she was staring blankly at the outside of the rice bowl at the moment.

The little girl was obviously frightened by such a bloody and cruel scene in front of her, her mouth was slightly open, and her eyes were round.

Immediately after, the small nose suddenly twitched, and I cried out loud.

She struggled to climb out of the rice bowl and then crawled towards the fallen corpses.

Her delicate palms were stained with dirt, and they were scratched by sharp stones from nowhere, and there were bursts of heart-wrenching pain.

There were thick blood stains everywhere, wet, so that the little girl couldn't tell whether the blood on her hands was her own or the ground.

"Daddy......"

She cried out, her face showing distressing helplessness and hesitation.

Dead, all dead.

Dad, mother, and Uncle Wang next door who always likes to tease her, Aunt Huang, who has the loudest voice in the village, always likes to follow the second girl behind her ass......

And so much, so much.

All dead......

Although she is only at the age she can remember, the little girl still can't stop being sad.

The tears gushed out like a burst of embankment, wetting the entire face.

Click, click.

Suddenly, there was a burst of footsteps.

Before the little girl could look up, she felt herself being lifted by the armpit and picked up.

She wiped her reddened eyes, her nose still twitching, but she finally saw the man's face clearly.

This is a young man.

He was wearing a cyan robe, his hair was hanging down at will, and he had a sparse temperament between his eyebrows.

"Immortal ......"

The little girl was so stunned that she forgot to cry.

She had never seen such a good-looking person, and subconsciously recognized him as the immortal that her father had talked about.

The 'immortal' wiped the tears from the little girl's face with pity and sighed.

"It's still too late......"

He held the girl in his arms and blocked the girl's view with his hands.

"Don't look."

The man's tone was soft, with a refreshing comfort.

So the little girl really closed her eyes obediently and stopped looking.

"That's good."

He smiled.

"You can follow me from now on."

"It's called...... Sue was delayed. ”

……

……

"So what? What's the difference with my memory? ”

Su Chichi watched all this quietly, with a grim expression.

"Don't worry."

"Look back."