Chen Jianping was about to look in the direction pointed by Nalan Yue, but he saw Wu Datong's chicken thief look at a broken sarcophagus, looked at it and said: "Look at what I said, the gang will not bury thickly, there is nothing in the coffin!"

Nalan Yue frowned when she heard this, Chen Jianping hurriedly made a small gesture, and Wu Datong and Nalan Yue hurriedly lowered the torches and looked around nervously.

It turned out that looking in the direction pointed by Nalan Yue, there seemed to be a faint white light around a sarcophagus in the south, and the half-open sarcophagus was quietly placed there, coupled with the looming white light, it was very terrifying.

Wu Datong stuck to a sarcophagus and said angrily: "What did I say, it's not good to hear movement before entering the tomb!"

Chen Jianping slowly pulled out the bell sword, got up gently, beckoned to Wu Datong and Nalan Yue, motioned for the two of them to follow him, and then slowly walked towards the sarcophagus that glowed with a slight white light.

Getting closer and closer to the sarcophagus, the three of them saw clearly that the white light was not coming from the sarcophagus, but the white light emitted behind the sarcophagus, reflecting on the sarcophagus.

At this moment, Chen Jianping breathed a sigh of relief, slowly withdrew the bell sword from its scabbard, straightened up, and walked straight over.

Wu Datong and Nalan Yue were slightly startled, and stopped Chen Jianping in a low voice, Chen Jianping said in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, there is someone behind the sarcophagus wall, it should be the person we are looking for!"

Turning the low wall behind the sarcophagus, a white light suddenly appeared in the eyes, very dazzling, and when I looked closely, it turned out to be an independent small room, and there was an ancient shelf on the north side, on which was like a stone tablet with a row of discarded long swords.

And above the confession, the faint glowing white light is the red smoke stove that plunged the world into a catastrophe, and on the dilapidated circle chair before the confession, a person sits loosely.

And this person is the valley master of the Hundred Flowers Valley who makes the world despise and fearful!

I saw Yun Xiaotian's face pale, wearing an inky black robe, his whole body was bloodstained and scarred, seeing Chen Jianping and the three of them walking into the small room, Yun Xiaotian smiled dumbly, and said: "I have thought about it for many days, who will come here, but I never thought it would be you anyway!"

Chen Jianping sneered and said, "Why can't it be me?"

Yun Xiaotian coughed weakly and said, "Because I think you are a smart person, it may not be a wise move to snatch the Red Smoke Furnace from me at this moment, which is why I can stay here in peace for so many days!"

Chen Jianping nodded slightly and said, "What you said is good, but I don't care, the Red Smoke Stove must not fall into the hands of a mad person like you again!"

Yun Xiaotian smiled dryly, and asked hoarsely, "Aren't you afraid of getting into trouble?"

Chen Jian said expressionlessly: "Don't be afraid, trouble can never be avoided, even if I don't have this red smoke stove, I am destined to be in trouble in this life!"

Yun Xiaotian smiled again and said, "You are quite open-minded, indeed, I also caused you a lot of trouble at the beginning, because you are a treasure, and because of my ambition!"

Chen Jianping stood silently on the spot, looking at the decadent Yun Xiaotian, at this moment, Chen Jianping did not hate, disgust, or pity him, and even he couldn't tell how he looked at Yun Xiaotian at the moment.

After a moment of silence, Yun Xiaotian lazily pointed to the rows of swords on the wooden frame on the north side, and said: "People have tombs, swords have sword mounds, this is the sword used by the valley lords of the Hundred Flowers Valley before their deaths, a full sixteen generations!"

Chen Jianping said in a low voice: "The sword, if it leaves people, no matter how good it is, it is a dead thing, and it can only be placed on the shelf to fall into ashes." ”

Yun Xiaotian heard Chen Jianping's words, and immediately said: "Things will not change, only people will change, and human nature is the most unreliable!"

Chen Jianping said coldly: "In this world, all we can rely on is human nature, if not, everything is meaningless, and only by relying on human nature can we cut off the reincarnation in the martial arts!"

Yun Xiaotian trembled and couldn't stop laughing when he heard this, only to hear him say incredulously: "Human nature? What you want to rely on is actually human nature! You yellow-mouthed kid, it's ridiculous!"

Chen Jianping's heart trembled, and he suddenly felt that it was unintentional to talk to this person again, so he didn't want to be verbose anymore, Wu Datong and Nalan Yue also looked around vigilantly, beware of any sudden changes.

But at this time, he saw Yun Xiaotian sneering at Chen Jianping, and said categorically: "Jianping child, always remember that human nature is the most unreliable!"

Saying that, Yun Xiaotian let out a long sigh, as if he was talking to Chen Jianping and said in a deep voice: "I was born in a small village called Nan Mian on the border of southern Xinjiang. ”

Chen Jianping and the others were slightly startled, a figure like Yun Xiaotian didn't want to say such an inconsequential thing at this moment, Nalan Yue said in Chen Jianping's ear in a very low voice: "Is he delaying time and waiting for backup?"

Chen Jianping shook his head slightly, and said secretly in his heart: "At this moment, Yun Xiaotian will never have any backup, and delaying time is of little use to him." ”

At this time, Yun Xiaotian has been seriously injured for a long time, and the whole person is almost in a state of chaos.

I saw him look at the white glowing Chiyan furnace on the confession with a sloppy look, and continued in a low voice: "At that time, there were fathers, mothers and younger brothers in the family, and Nanqiao Village was a very poor village on the border, and almost all the people in the village lived a primitive life of self-sufficiency in male farmers and female weaving. ”

Speaking of this, the blurry Yun Xiaotian actually emitted a glimmer of light in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth seemed to have a hint of a smile, only to hear him continue: "At that time, my father cultivated rice, my mother weaved cloth and raised silkworms, and my younger brother and I took care of the two old hens in the cage under the window every day. ”

At this moment, Yun Xiaotian actually laughed lightly and whispered: "Every evening, my brother and I can pick up two eggs from the chicken coop, and my mother will put them away, pick up two more every other day, make up four, and boil one egg for each person in a family of four." ”

"But every once in a while, my mother can always conjure up several hard-boiled eggs for me and my brother to eat, it turned out, every time my mother was reluctant to eat her own egg, secretly hidden, left for my father and me and my brother to eat, just like that, although our family of four is hard, but every day is happy. ”

At this time, Wu Datong and Nalan Yue gradually let down their guard, and were slowly attracted by Yun Xiaotian's words, and the two threw the torch that had long been extinguished on the ground, and looked at Yun Xiaotian with a confused look in their eyes.

At this time, Yun Xiaotian's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and a painful expression flashed on his face, only to hear him whisper: "Until that year, that year was different from previous years, the rain was extraordinarily heavy, it rained for more than ten days in a row, almost washed away everything planted in the field, everyone was busy for a year without harvest, everyone in the village fell into endless hunger, and the plague began to spread in the village, and countless people died of starvation and illness for a while. ”

Yun Xiaotian coughed violently a few times, a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then said: "I don't know how long everyone has been hungry, in short, there are people who have starved to death in every family, and you can see the corpses lying on the ground at the root of the wall and on the side of the road." ”

Yun Xiaotian leaned weakly on the back of the circle chair and said bitterly: "No one cares whether we live or die, our family of four is desperately curled up in a dilapidated house with leaky walls, quietly waiting for the day when we will starve to death!"

Somehow, Chen Jianping suddenly had a trace of resonance with Yun Xiaotian who said this, he had experienced hunger, and that feeling could not be described in words.

It can give you a great deal of insecurity, it will leave you with no time to think about anything other than hunger itself, it will haunt you in a constant stream, and it will be hard to think about how someone on the verge of starvation will feel at the last moment.

At this time, the muscles on Yun Xiaotian's face trembled slightly because of the pain, and he continued: "But that's it, the officials and soldiers in the state and county don't care about the lives of the villagers, they still collect military rations as usual, they set up camps at the head of the village, and go door to door to collect anything that can be entered!"

At this time, the blurry Yun Xiaotian seemed to have looked at the existence of Chen Jianping and others, he almost completely fell into his own memories, and muttered bitterly: "Finally, late one night, a few drunken officers and soldiers rushed into our house, frantically searching for any place in the house where they thought they could get things, that is, we were really already four walls, and a few officers and soldiers who couldn't find things smashed things angrily!"

"Finally, a sergeant touched the small black jar under the stove and was about to fall to the ground, but my mother rushed up in panic and hugged the black jar with all her might, which turned out to contain a few salt-pickled eggs that my mother had saved!"

Yun Xiaotian's miserable face seemed to leave a line of tears, and the tears were mixed with the blood stains on his face, turning red, like blood and tears, only to hear him say tremblingly: "A few drunken officers and soldiers looked at the black jar in their mother's arms, and viciously surrounded their mother in the middle!"