In the world of rolling red dust, there is a small country in a remote corner--- Zhou Kingdom.

Zhou was originally a vassal state of the Shang State, at its peak, managed the small western princes, was named the Xibo Marquis by the Shang King, passed to the Zhou Chang generation, really could not escape the humiliation and persecution of the Shang King, after escaping from prison, was forced to be cornered, declared independence in Fengcheng, established the Zhou State, and then passed the throne to the second son Zhou Fa.

Outside the capital city of Fengcheng, there is a majestic and majestic mountain, called Qishan.

The mountain range of 30 miles in the east of the city, the dangerous peak stands upright, such as the divine phoenix spreads its wings, the momentum is extraordinary, there are thousands of ravines and thousands of rocks in the mountain, the mountains are towering and green, the ancient trees are towering to the sky, the perennial clouds and mist are swirling, it is the paradise of birds and beasts.

Although it is not far from the capital, but because of the high mountain and dangerous roads, rugged and difficult to travel, few people care, in the remote and narrow mountain pass, there is only about 20 families, called "Fengwu" small mountain village.

On a gentle hillside, there was a courtyard surrounded by tree branches, and in the courtyard there was a dilapidated small mud house, and from the house came the hoarse cry of a baby "Wow, Wow...... and the clapping sound of "Oh, Ow......" with a cry, mixed with a few voices, with a long sigh of abuse.

In the yard, a large pomegranate tree, the flowers are blooming brilliantly red, and it is even more remarkable that the earthen house is short and dilapidated.

A majestic Taoist in Tsing Yi, holding his hands and staring at his eyebrows, stood motionless under the pomegranate tree, facing a piece of ruin, with no emotion on his face, but his eyes were empty and lonely.

A man's angry shrill voice came from the dilapidated mud house, "Dead woman, can you let the one who eats for nothing, stop crying? I've been crying for three days, and I'm really ...... I'm annoyed".

One was a hoarse, sad and weak female voice, and then it sounded, "The child is hungry, please, go borrow some more rice?"

The man's impatient voice then sounded, "All borrowed, all said...... No, you are a dead mother-in-law, you are really stupid, giving birth to a child, not even a little milk, this life is ...... Why am I so unlucky? Let me tell you, in my opinion, I can still give it away, and I can exchange some rice for it."

The woman's crying voice rose again, "If I don't have anything to eat, how can I have milk?" In the world, how can there be? You are such a ruthless father, if you give it away, I will, just ...... Death will be shown to you".

"Hmph, dead mother-in-law, you take less death...... Come and scare me, whoever dies has a short life, and love doesn't die. Alas!...... Only, put that money-losing goods...... Brought jade ...... When, go get some rice."

"No!", the woman's voice was weak, but she firmly refused.

"Dead mother-in-law, this is not good, that is not good, whatever you want, Lao Tzu, you have to go out and be quiet...... Live or die, whatever you want......"

The man swore and stepped out of the door of the hut, facing the dazzling sunlight, and he used the patched sleeves to block the dazzling sun, only to see clearly that there was a Taoist priest in Tsing Yi standing under the big pomegranate tree.

The man approached hesitantly, with a suspicious face, and asked, "I don't know what happened?"

Looking at the man in front of him, the Taoist chief of Tsing Yi bowed his head slightly and replied: "Oh, Poor Dao heard the baby crying, so he came in to take a look, hoping to help."

The Taoist priest in Tsing Yi said, his eyes looked up and down, wearing a young man with several patches and coarse cloth robes, only to see that the man was of medium height, thin as a hemp pole, and his waist was slightly arched.

The man was also looking at the Taoist in Tsing Yi, and saw that he was magnificent, not angry and arrogant, with a noble temperament, and his appearance was even more handsome and elegant, transcendental, like a fairy descending to earth. The man concluded that this Taoist priest was not a simple cultivator.

The man clasped his fists and saluted, and said respectfully: "Dao Chief, if you can really help each other, it would be really good, don't hide it from Dao Chief, the little girl was born for three days, and she has been crying all the time, it's really annoying.

"Good!"

Following the man into the house, the chief of Tsing Yi came to the bed, and saw a woman with a yellow face and thin skin and ragged clothes sitting on the bed with a bitter face on her face, holding a baby wrapped in old homespun cloth in her hand.

I saw that the baby's face was pale, clenching two small fists, closing his eyes, crying and buzzing, obviously crying and having no strength.

From the baby's face, you can see the outline of Xiaowu in two or three minutes, but the baby's wrinkled appearance is really difficult to identify.

The Taoist priest in Tsing Yi spoke, "Let the poor Dao see, what you are talking about...... That piece of jade?".

"Good!"

The woman took out a piece of jade from her bosom, and when her daughter was born, she was holding in her hand and respectfully handed it to the Taoist in Tsing Yi.

Qingtian, who turned into a Taoist in Tsing Yi, suddenly turned red when he saw it, and the jade Jue in his hand was the one that Xiao Wu had been wearing, and she brought it to this life.

At this time, the baby suddenly opened her eyes, and Qingtian's eyes suddenly crashed into her eyes, although the eyes were red and swollen from crying, but they were clearly Xiao Wu's big, bright, clear eyes like water, in addition to hiding doubts, more grievances.

When the baby saw Qingtian, he pouted, as if he had been greatly wronged, and cried loudly "Wow, wow, wow...... crying, crying all over his face, tears fell out from his closed eyes, a pair of pairs, so that anyone who saw it felt distressed.

Qingtian had concluded that this baby was Xiao Wu, who was reincarnated at night, the baby's cry broke his heart, he stretched out his trembling hand, took the baby from the woman's hand, hugged it tightly in his arms, his lips trembled, and there was mist in his eyes.

Qingtian closed his eyes, afraid that the tears in his eyes would be discovered, calmed down his panicked mind, carefully hugged the baby, gently put one hand on the top of the baby's head, and said in his mouth: "Resentment, resentment, no resentment...... If you have come, let it be safe."

As soon as Qingtian's words fell, the baby's crying stopped abruptly, and suddenly, he opened his big eyes and looked at him without blinking, and Qingtian's heart was throbbing again.

He coerced Si Ming Xingjun to transfer out the time and place of Xiao Wu's birth, and found Xiao Wu after reincarnation without interfering with the fate of mortals. He was not at ease after all, and at the stall where the Heavenly Army was heading to the front line, he took a look at Xiao Wu after reincarnation.

Seeing that his daughter really didn't cry, the man and the woman were pleasantly surprised and expressed their gratitude again and again.

"Ah, thank you, the Taoist, the Taoist is powerful, thank you, ......"

"It's okay, it's okay...... Take care of her."

Qingtian looked at it obsessively, staring at his baby in his arms, lowering his eyelids, hiding the infinite sadness in his eyes, and the tears that welled up again.

The woman smiled with tears in her eyes and prayed, "Daoist, what a man of God, please give it to the little girl...... Come with a name."

The man also agreed, "Yes, yes, please give me a name."

Staring at the baby in his arms, Qingtian's heartache pierced his heart like a thousand arrows, Xiao Wu was played with by fate, giving such a tragic reincarnation, let this little baby take Xiao Wu's name and live again in this world.

Qing Tianqiang suppressed his choked throat, "This way...... There is a fate with this child, since this village is ...... It's called Fengwu Village, so it's called ...... Xiao Wu ...... bar".

"Xiao Wu, Zhen Xiao Wu...... Sounds good!"

Xiao Wuniang had a smile on her face, chattering Xiao Wu's name, and laughing desolately, she didn't know, how could she raise this beautiful child?

Fate always jokes with people.

Qingtian knocked over the five-flavor bottle in his heart, and in the face of Zhen's baby, he mocked and indignantly in his heart, "Zhen Xiaowu?

Seeing that Qingtian fell into contemplation again, his behavior was a little unbelievable, the man's face was a little embarrassed, and he hurriedly laughed, "Oh, Dao Chief, you, sit down, sit down."

"yes, yes, give me the baby"

Qingtian came back to his senses and looked at Xiao Wu nostalgically, seeing that she was clutching one of her index fingers tightly, her small mouth was nuun, and she was staring at herself with big black eyes.

Qing Tian sighed, took out the money bag from his sleeve, and handed it to Zhen Xiaowu's father.

"Alas, this child must be hungry, take the money, and go to her mother and daughter...... Let's buy something to eat."

"Thank you, chief, I'm going, I'm going......"

In Xiao Wu's father's eyes, a light flashed, he took the money bag and checked it, and he was too busy to respond, so he pulled his legs and ran out of the house.

"Her father, must ...... Do you want to buy rice and come back,...... Alas!"

Before the little dancer's words fell, the little dancer's father had already run away.

Seeing that the little dancer shook her head sadly, she sighed deeply, and Qingtian was full of questions, "Why, do you want to sigh?"

"Alas, the Taoist chief is merciful, and the money given by the Taoist chief is afraid that it will be used to buy wine and gamble."

Qing Tian was stunned, his wife and daughter were hungry, how could a husband and father be so careless?

When ......the little dancer heard the question, she was sad from her heart, wiped her tears again, and sighed, "Alas! Just, I was short of knowledge, I had neither the strength nor the skills to support my family, I borrowed alcohol all day long to drown my sorrows, and I became addicted to gambling, which caused the family to ...... Destitute. Xiao Wu, this kid...... It's really hard, I'm born hungry, and I really don't know how to live the rest of my life."

The little dancer's words were whipped on the heart of the sky like a whip, looking at the little dance who was sucking her fingers in her arms and looking at her without blinking, she stood up with a "whew", and her eyes were covered with mist again

"I, oh, poor Dao, go find something to eat"

In less than half an hour, Optimus came back with a goat in one hand and a bag of things in the other. He tied the sheep to the door of the house, found a stoneware bowl, clumsily squeezed out some goat's milk, and took out the bag, a bag of things wrapped in a large leaf, and put them together by the bedside.

"Give me Xiao Wu, you...... Eat something first, too."

The little dancer was already moved, tears flowed wildly, and she was about to get up and kneel down while holding the child, but was stopped by Qingtian reaching out.

"Thank you...... It's a life-saving grace! Even if you are a cow and a horse, Xiao Wu and I will repay it...... The great kindness of the Taoist Chief"

The little dancer was full of sorrow, tearfully eating the hard-boiled eggs wrapped in the leaves.

Qingtian scooped a spoonful of goat's milk with a spoon, fed it to Xiao Wu's mouth in his arms, and spoke to her in a warm voice, "Xiao Wu, be hungry, be good, drink quickly...... When you're full, sleep well...... , eat enough and sleep enough, in order to grow up quickly. Grow up...... I ......"

Looking at Xiao Wu's small mouth and sipping, drinking sweet and greedy, Qingtian's heart was soft and painful, he wanted to speak and stopped, what could he do in the future?

There is providence in the dark.

Qingtian fed Xiao Wu, the first meal in the world, Xiao Wu, who was full of milk, also replied to him, and came to the first ignorant laugh in the world.

Looking at the little dance who fell asleep quietly after eating enough in his arms, with the fatigue of the past three days on his palm-sized face, he still squeezed his eyebrows from time to time in his dreams, waved and kicked his legs, and was irritable and restless.

Qingtian's face was full of love and heartache, he looked and looked, and looked and looked, this fragile and soft lump was the smart girl he had loved for more than 10,000 years?

Xiao Wu forgot his past life, forgot his pain, forgot his happiness, forgot everything, and forgot him. And he didn't forget anything, he remembered it clearly, and scenes appeared in front of Qingtian's eyes from time to time......

The memories made Qingtian miserable, he felt guilty, annoyed, and remorseful, all of which happened to Xiao Wu was caused by his family.

If he hadn't punished her for being a scholar, if he hadn't fallen in love with her, if she hadn't saved herself with the holy blood of ambergris...... None of this is happening?

If she hadn't met herself, Xiao Wu might have been walking the rivers and lakes with a sword, living her leisurely days of wandering the world, at least she could retain her immortal body and have a life of 10,000,000 years, and now her life's life is just the length of dozens of days, what can she do if she finds Xiao Wu? Watching her go from life to death, but there is nothing she can do.

It's so uncomfortable! I want to escape.

Qingtian felt painful, such as being fried and roasted, in his previous life, his heavenly family had lost her, Xiao Wu's short life, he didn't have the courage to face it after all, and he knew that the mess in front of him was no longer the one he once was.

Lu Xiaowu is dead! He must face this fact.

Qingtian put the sleeping Xiao Wu next to her mother and explained, "Feed her with goat's milk every day, and there are some rice and eggs in the bag, you can put away these coins, you must ...... Be sure to ...... Take care of her".

The little dancer burst into tears again, shirked with both hands, and didn't take the money bag, "No, I can't accept the money from the Taoist anymore, I can't ...... We owe it to the Daoist...... It's too much."

Qingtian stuffed the money to Xiao Wuniang, looked at Xiao Wu who was sleeping, and said in a trembling voice: "Take it, Poor Dao and this child...... has a fate, when she is older, the poor Taoist will ...... Will come back to see her...... , definitely, take care of her!".

Debt is the most torturous.

Qingtian felt that he owed Xiao Wu too much, and he was ashamed that he failed to protect her, let her fall into reincarnation, and suffer endless hardships, so that Xiao Wu could suffer less sin, which was his greatest salvation.

Qingtian is too busy, the demon clan has gathered the demon army from all directions to the Lechuan Mountain Range, the heavenly army has also been stationed in the past, the two armies are facing each other, the war is about to break out, as the commander-in-chief of the heavenly army, he is already racing against time, and he is busy and has no skills.

When Qingtian left, he didn't see Zhen Xiaowu's father coming back, and he was both angry and worried.

At this time, Zhen Guang, the well-fed and well-fed little dance father, was placing bets at the gaming table with a shout, with two pieces of drunken red on his yellow and thin face.

Zhen Guang's heart has withered and died, his laziness, his hands are high and his eyes are low, he has been beaten by the cruelty of reality, he has no power, no ability and no intention to fight and fight, he lives like a walking corpse all day long, using wine and gambling to paralyze and stimulate the remnants of his life.

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