When the third son of the Li family arrived in Xuancheng, he immediately summoned Kang Meng, but he was told by his subordinates that Kang Meng led a team of men and horses to go out early and has not returned!

Hearing the news, the third young master didn't speak for a long time, thinking: "It's over, it's over, there's no hope for even zuihou, is there really no way?"

Thinking about it, he grabbed Uncle Zhen's sleeve and shouted: "weishenme?weishenme, Uncle Zhen, is my little sister really so miserable, and finally got the news of Lingzhi, but we can't get it!

Seeing this child who he grew up watching, Li Zhen was also really distressed, because he knew what the child in front of him had paid for his sister, which was far from being comparable to his two elder brothers, and if he wanted to say that he felt the most sorry for his sister, it could be said that in the entire Li family, no one could compare to the thirteen-year-old child in front of him.

"Child, don't put so much pressure on yourself, we still have a chance, Yuhan is a strong child, Uncle Zhen never heard her cry out for pain during treatment. Xiao Han is still young, we still have a chance, if even you don't have confidence, then what should Xiao Han do?" Li Zhen hugged this crying at this time, no longer the third son or young master, just a thirteen-year-old child who felt sorry for his sister, although he comforted softly, he couldn't help but have a sour nose.

The next day, the third prince regained the young master's grandeur and set off back to the Li Mansion.

After arriving at home, he immediately went to see his second brother, and when he saw that the eldest brother was also there, he went straight to the topic after saying hello, and asked if the second brother had any news about Ganoderma lucidum, and the result was naturally pessimistic, and the disappointed three young masters separated and returned to their own courtyards.

But at some point, there was a crisp piano sound, but if you listen carefully, it seems that you can hear a crisp tune, and there is an endless melancholy lingering in it.

The sound of the piano was lingering, and in another adjacent courtyard, a little girl who was looking at flowers had already burst into tears.

And in a dark cave in Python Mountain.

Zitong fell to the ground covered in blood, unaware of the situation around him.

This cave looks black at first glance, but whenever the moon is on the treetops, it is a coincidence that there is an opening in the dome, the bright moonlight can be sprinkled, it seems to wrap the cold cave in a silver veil, but it makes people feel cold and go further, on the rock walls on all sides, there are some unknown flowers growing, whenever the moonlight flows down, it is blooming, revealing a bright red flower center, and at the bottom of the flower center, there are drops of crimson liquid flowing down, and even on the ground, faintly forming a three-foot square pool。 The leaves turned out to be black, and if it weren't for the dazzling color of the flower heart, they wouldn't even be visible on the wall.

The black flowers add a touch of weirdness to this cave, but what is even more strange is that this cave has always been very dry, not at all like the damp feeling of ordinary caves, but more like the freshness of a wooden house, which has to be amazing. Looking into the depths, it was blurry, with a faint hole extending, but when you looked closely, there was nothing.

In this unknown cave, there is a strange feeling everywhere.

Looking back at Zitong, I saw that there was something in his arms that was bulging one by one, and a small white head with a little blood stains leaked out, which was the ball that escaped with Zitong, and he had been hiding in his arms when he escaped, but he was pressed under him when Zitong fell.

crawled out from under Zitong with difficulty, shook the blood on his body, but he was not injured, firstly because he had been hiding in his arms and had not suffered any concussions, and secondly, because he was too young, if he hadn't deliberately hurt him.

"Ahh

At the moment when Qiuqiu stood up, he heard a low and hoarse voice, and it was Zitong who slowly woke up. "It hurts!" this is the first feeling that Zitong has just woken up to his body. But his face was wet, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Qiuqiu licking his face.

"Hehe!" Seeing Qiuqiu, Zitong was obviously very happy, as if he had forgotten the pain in his body for the time being. "Ahh

Try to feel the body, the left leg and chest are the most painful, I think it is a broken bone, and the other places, although it is also very uncomfortable, but they are some abrasions outside the skin, and the problem is not big.

After struggling for nearly an hour, with a shout, he finally turned over, looked back, and found that there was a raised stone not far behind him, looking at the obvious deformity of a rib in his chest, it was painful to move his body, looking at the situation in front of him, Zitong slowly put his hands on the broken ribs, took a deep breath, and gritted his teeth "Ah".

"Click!"

After connecting the ribs, Zitong wiped the sweat from his forehead and took a long breath. Slowly moving towards the stone behind him, finally, after another process of baring his teeth, Zitong leaned against the smooth part of the stone.

Looking at his left leg, which was already a little swollen because of the bone problem, he frowned and thought of a way. And by the moonlight, looking for tools that he could use, he swept his eyes, but he saw a few broken branches not far away.

"Qiuqiu!" Zitong said, pointing to the branch.

I saw Qiuqiu flash, and when I saw it again, there were a few more branches around him, and Zitong touched his waist. "It's okay, the dagger is still there!" Zitong rejoiced in his heart.

"Fortunately, I often put the dagger that peeled the snake's skin in my belt and hid it, if I had put it on my chest, I am afraid that I would have been killed by my own knife by now. Thinking of this, Zitong smiled wryly.

He drew his dagger and carefully sharpened the irregular branches. After ruthlessly, he made a cut on his injured left leg, and now his left leg is swollen, and he can't see how bad the bone is, so first of all, Zitong has to let go of these liquid broken skins, but because of the edema, he didn't feel too much pain.

When the position of the bones in the legs could be seen clearly, Zitong breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay, it's not completely broken." "If it's completely disconnected, it takes a lot of effort to connect it.

"Click!" Finally, he bit the same branch, endured severe pain, and finally connected to his left leg. After that, Zitong tore his clothes into strips and fixed his left leg with a wooden stick. In the process, I couldn't help but pull the wound and injured ribs, and sweat in pain.

When all this was over, it was already the middle of the night, and the moonlight at the entrance of the cave was offset by half, leaving only the ordinary light to illuminate the cave, making the cave even more mysterious.

Looking at the hole three feet away from his head, Zitong didn't know whether he should be happy or smile bitterly, he had just escaped from a place, and he had fallen into a Jedi, such a high place, almost vertically, this, except for flying, Zitong couldn't think of any way to get out of here now.

"Alas!" Zitong is now confused, he still has a lot of things to do, his father and mother are not buried, his sister is missing, the murderer has not been found, and the revenge has not been avenged. These many things made the eleven-year-old child completely confused, without a direction, and without even a goal.

Once, when he saw his parents die, Zitong thought about suicide, and even when he was caught by the second son, this idea never gave up, but, on the night he was tied up, the sober Zitong thought that his sister had a great chance of surviving, and he hadn't found her yet, and the revenge of his parents and the people in the village had not yet been avenged, and he was likely to be a survivor of Zuihou, if he didn't take revenge, wouldn't the whole village be unjustly killed?

Thinking of this, Zitong finally made up his mind to live, and then began Jihua's escape. But God made people, and let himself fall into such a place, "I don't have anything to eat, and I can't get out, this is the day to kill me!" Zitong stood up and limped towards the rock wall at the top of the mouth, although the air in the cave was dry, but the rock wall was slippery, which was as difficult as climbing to the sky for Zitong now!

Slowly turning around, Zitong finally saw those black flowers at a rock wall, staring at those weird flowers, Zitong was not busy stepping forward, "there are images in things, there must be monsters" This truth Zitong still knows.

At this time, the black flowers were gradually closing due to the gradual disappearance of the moonlight, and the red stamens in the center gradually disappeared from Zitong's field of vision, and the red droplets were not dripping, and everything returned to silence.

"What kind of flower is this? I've never heard of it before?" Zitong wondered.

Suddenly, Zitong snorted suddenly, and the fragrance that entered his lungs was full, and he didn't know when it started, and the whole cave was filled with a strange fragrance! Zitong, who inhaled these aromas, suddenly felt a chill in his body, and there was a warm feeling in the injured place of his chest and left leg, and there was even some itching on his skin.

"Squeak!" suddenly there was a noise in the air.

Zitong hurriedly looked at the moonlight and saw groups of bats, big or small, and other flying beasts that had entered the cave, and there were some fierce ones. Seeing this, Zitong's face changed greatly, he might be able to deal with one of them, but after such a group, I'm afraid those warriors won't be able to deal with it safely.

Thinking of this, Zitong hurriedly probed around, looking for a hiding place, and in a panic, Zitong touched something like water, "Pool!" thought to himself, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, he hid directly inside, but this "pool" was very shallow, and finally Zitong covered himself and Qiuqiu under the water.

Just when Zitong entered the "pool", the wounds on his body were slowly absorbing these liquids and slowly repairing the wounds, Zitong naturally felt that some parts of his body were very itchy, but when he thought of the beasts outside, Zitong couldn't bear to go out.

As everyone knows, a creation quietly happened to Mu Zitong, who had a bumpy fate, at this moment.