Liu Pingsan's father, Liu Zi'an, was originally a good hunter in the town, and he was also the head hunter of a hunter team, which was quite respected in this town.

Taoping Town is located in a small basin, surrounded by mountains on three sides and water on one side, and only one pass road is built along the river.

Therefore, in addition to taking care of their own acres of fields, the daily livelihood of the people of Taoping Town is to go up to the mountains to hunt.

However, if the men of the town want to hunt prey in this mountain forest, they can't do it without an experienced headhunter.

Not to mention the poisonous snakes and beasts that often haunt the jungle, how to find the traces of prey activities and how to set traps to hunt are all great knowledge.

Therefore, before the age of six, Liu Pingsan's family, although they were not very rich and expensive, there was no problem with the general food and clothing.

But all this beauty and peace came to naught when Liu Ping was three or six years old.

It was supposed to be a very quiet afternoon, but because of a bad news, a wave of shock.

According to fellow hunters, Liu Pingsan's father stumbled and fell off a cliff in pursuit of a prey.

Later, hunters who had been hunting with his father for several days searched the area.

But in the end, there was no one alive or dead, and only a bloody garment that Liu Zi'an was originally wearing was found. In the end, he had to build a mound for him.

And Liu Pingsan's mother, Li Yuping, was also hit hard by the sudden death of her husband, and finally became depressed.

In order to treat his mother's illness, Liu Pingsan spent all the family's savings, and slowly all the valuable items in the family were sold by him.

At the same time, the six-year-old seemed to have grown up overnight.

He no longer went to private school, and traveled back and forth between his home and the pharmacy every day, learning how to cook, boil medicine, and wash clothes.

Liu Pingsan told Chique that night about his first experience of learning to cook after his father's death.

When talking about how he could only get the stove by standing on a small bench, Liu Pingsan smiled, and didn't seem to regard this incident as a painful experience.

yes, no matter how difficult it was at that time, at least my mother is still there, isn't she?

Later, he really had no money to buy medicine, so Liu Pingsan went to the pharmacy owner, but this stubborn child really couldn't ask for help, and he couldn't say a word after standing there for a long time.

The pharmacy owner probably couldn't stand it anymore in the end, and he kept watching Liu Pingsan grow up.

He sighed and told Liu Pingsan to let him go up the mountain to find herbs, no matter how many he found, the pharmacy owner would recycle them at a high price and use them as medicine money.

However, no matter how hard Liu Pingsan tried, he still couldn't save his mother's life.

On the day of Liu Pingsan's seventh birthday.

Liu Pingsan finished feeding his mother the medicine as usual, and his mother looked at the child who had become a little adult, smiled happily, and said in a weak but gentle voice: "Xiao Pingsan, my mother is tired, I want to sleep for a while, you go out first." ”

Liu Pingsan nodded sensibly, helped his mother cover the quilt, and gently closed the door.

That morning, Liu Pingsan got up early, and he was not afraid of the cold of the spring water, so he went down to the river to catch several fish, just so that he could cook a bowl of fish soup for his mother in the morning.

But when he brought the boiled fish soup to his mother's bed, the empty room was filled with the sound of chopsticks falling to the ground.

Liu Pingsan did not cry heartbreakingly, since his father passed away, Liu Pingsan gradually knew that tears could not solve any problems.

Like a little adult, with the help of his neighbors, he handled his mother's funeral in an orderly manner and remained silent.

When Liu Pingsan personally helped his mother cover the last piece of soil on the grave and sent away the neighbors who came to help.

He knelt before his mother's grave and wept quietly.

Chique quietly listened to Liu Pingsan tell everything about his past.

For hundreds of years, in fact, Chique has long been accustomed to the joys and sorrows of the world, but somehow, she is still deeply moved by this child's story.

Liu Pingsan's words were calm, and sometimes he even thought of something interesting, and would smile happily.

But Chique could feel the sadness hidden in the child's heart.

I think it's probably because he's just like me at the beginning, but what is the reason, and what's the important thing? Chique smiled slightly and gently shook Liu Pingsan's hand.

What kind of hands are these? rough, dark, tough, powerful.

Later, this child was like a weed on the side of the road, exposed to wind and rain, but very stubborn to survive.

Liu Pingsan has always known that every time he goes up the mountain to pick the little herbs, he can't sell them at the price given by the pharmacy owner.

So after his mother's death, he stopped going up the mountain to collect medicine and sell it to the owner of the pharmacy, he didn't want to squander the kindness of others easily.

The neighbors all watched Liu Pingsan grow up, and they usually had a good relationship with his family.

The boy did not refuse the kindness of his aunts and uncles, but he himself worked hard to support himself.

That night, Chique and Liu Pingsan sat on the cliff in the sea of Liu Pingsan's knowledge, and Chique quietly listened to Liu Pingsan's talk about the trivialities of life.

Liu Pingsan felt that he had never seen a better scene in his life before, but he didn't know that the same was true of the red sparrow beside him.

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"Liu Pingsan, in the future, if there is anything in the future, I will also call you Xiaopingsan. ”

Chique looked at Liu Pingsan lying in his arms and muttered softly.

No one saw that under the moonlight at this time, there was a woman who smiled very charmingly.

Yuan Zhen's master and apprentice hurriedly came, and they saw this human tragedy in Taoping Town.

Xuan, a young Taoist priest who had not been in the deep world, clenched his fists tightly, and his face showed resentment.

Yuan Zhen sighed slightly, and said: "Hey, the cultivation realm of the weak and the strong, this is how it is, after you see a lot in the future, you will naturally understand." ”

"But, Master......"

"Apprentice, for the sake of the teacher, I understand what you mean. ”

Yuan Zhen paused before continuing: "Don't worry, disciple. All kinds of things that happen in this world, Lao Tao really can't control it, and he can't control it. However, since this is a tragic incident that happened in Hechuan Zhouzhou, Lao Dao definitely has to take care of it, and he will definitely ask for an explanation for tens of thousands of living beings in this town!"

"Yes, Master!"

"Don't worry, we'll discuss this matter in the long term after we return to the sect, I'll see if there are any survivors in this town. ”

After that, Yuan Zhen spread his divine sense to the entire town, but the final result was only to find two faint breaths in the east of the town.

When they got closer, they found Chique sitting on the millstone and Liu Pingsan lying in her arms.

Chique glanced at the Yuan Zhen master and apprentice standing in front of them, and asked with a smile: "Dao Chief, do you want to take advantage of the fire to rob, or do you want to support justice?"