Finally, the faces of those "immortals" became serious.

The "immortals" glanced at each other, turned into all kinds of evil ghosts and monsters, and pounced on the boy.

At the foot of the mountain, the grandson shook his grandfather's leg and asked anxiously, "Grandpa, grandpa, what about after that?"

The old man's kind face looked at Qingcheng Mountain, which was cut off at the waist, and said:

"Later, there was less of a young man in this world, and more of a beggar. ”

"Oh!"

The grandson didn't seem to understand, and the old man laughed.

。。。。。。

This is a battlefield, with corpses strewn all over the field, rivers of blood, and countless corpses showing the tragedy of the war.

The victor is gone.

I don't know how long it took, but the hand of a pestle in the clotted blood moved.

A broken knife passed through the man's chest, and blood was piling up in his lungs.

A little beggar sneaks around the battlefield looking for valuable objects.

"Sister, sister, there is a person here, it seems to be alive!"

The little beggar exclaimed, and another little girl, who was not much older than him, was called.

"Sister, what should we do?"

The little girl looked at the man's costume and gritted her teeth.

A few days later, more than 20 villagers appeared outside the little girl's dilapidated thatched hut, pointing at the thatched hut.

"Baby, this person can't stay, it will bring disaster to our village!" said the old man tremblingly.

The little girl and the little beggar both held a sharpened wooden stick in their hands, guarding against them.

The little girl gritted her teeth, "No! I saved people, I have the final say!"

For a while, all the villagers pointed at the little girl, and there was no lack of mean words in their mouths.

The old man's crutches were a little on the ground, and the villagers fell silent.

"The old man knows that your sister and brother have had a hard time over the years, so let's make up for it, the old man decides that every family in our village will contribute some money to repair your house?"

For the sister and brother, the old man is confident that he can handle it, the father of the sister and brother died in the army, it is said that he died on the land of other countries, and the body was not collected, and the mother was originally sick, and when he heard the bad news, he left the sister and brother and left.

If these people had a trace of mercy, the sisters and brothers would not have become beggars, and they would not have taken risks to enter the battlefield in search of valuable things.

"You go! I don't want to see you!" the little girl's legs trembled slightly, but the words in her mouth did not flinch at all.

The old man stared at the little girl, and after a while, "The old man gave you a day, the pros and cons, the old man believes you understand." ”

Watching the villagers walk away, the little girl collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down her face.

"Sister, don't be bitter, I will protect you!" The little beggar hurriedly threw down the wooden stick and wiped away the little girl's tears.

A hoarse voice rang out, "Where is this?"

The sister and brother hurriedly turned around and saw the person they had rescued, with the broken knife still stuck in his chest.

After explaining to the man, looking at the man's blank expression, the little girl asked tentatively, "What's your name?"

The man shook his head, not only did the man not know what his name was, but he also had no memory of the past.

"Then what will I call you in the future?"

"Call me Broken Blade!" the man muttered as he looked at the broken knife on his chest.

The little girl saw that the man noticed the broken knife in her chest, and was embarrassed to explain that she didn't dare to pull it out, and she didn't have the money to hire a doctor.

The man shook his head, "It doesn't matter!"

On the second day, the old man led a group of villagers to the area, and this time, the villagers had hoes and sickles in their hands. This time, we must get that man out of here!

Unexpectedly, the man broke seven or eight hoes with one hand, and the villagers scattered and fled, and the old man's face turned blue, and he shouted to report to the official.

You must know that the man wears the clothes of the Northern Army, and his own village belongs to the South!

Fortunately, on the third day, the man and his sister and brother disappeared, and the turmoil in the village was over, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The sun is shining, the years are worry-free, and the village is comfortable.

"Brother Broken Blade, where are we going?" the little boy asked, taking his sister's hand and looking up.

"Go to your father!" the man said in a deep voice.

"But my sister said that you are from the Northern Army, not from the Southern Army!" the little boy wondered.

When the man heard the little boy's words, his serious face finally had a smile, and he ripped off the Northern Army clothes on his body, "It's not anymore!"

After January, there was a truce between the South and the North, not because one side was defeated, but because of one man.

A man who had been cut off and plunged into the chest, a man who had not yet pulled it out.

But it made the two countries' total 200,000 troops bow their heads one after another.

The general of the southern kingdom slapped the case and was furious, "Who is this person!"

The military advisor of the northern kingdom smiled bitterly and asked the five generals under him, "Do you know the details of this person?"

The generals shook their heads, thinking of this person's appearance, they were all in a cold sweat.

"Then do you know a man named Wang Erniu?"

Everyone shook their heads.

Who knew that a strong man who entered and exited the 100,000-strong army was like a leisurely stroll, and broke into the southern and northern armies one after another, just to inquire about a person called "Wang Erniu"?

In the end, the siblings still found the place where their father died in battle, but this place has long since become a Ze country, and even countless corpses have sunk into the mud and sand and dissipated into the world.

"Brother Broken Blade, our sister and brother's wish has been fulfilled, thank you!"

"Thank you, Brother Broken Blade!"

The man looked at the siblings with a tender look in his eyes.

"What are you two going to do?"

"I... The little boy was just about to speak, but he was poked by the girl, and after the little girl saluted the man, she said, "Find a place where no one is around, and live well." ”

The man looked at the little girl and said softly: "You two have made a wish, don't you plan to accompany me to find my memory?"

The little girl was pleasantly surprised, "Is that okay?"

The man smiled and nodded, a kind smile.

The little boy jumped up happily, and the little girl lowered her head, her face full of joy that could not be hidden.

At that moment, the broken blade on the man's chest slowly disappeared, and finally turned into dust.

"Brother Broken Blade, your chest... ”

The little girl covered her mouth and said in surprise.

The man touched the little girl's head, shook his head with a smile, and comforted, "It's okay!

"So where are we going?"

The afterglow of the setting sun stretched the figures of the three of them for a long time, but it was extremely harmonious, and the sound came from a distance.

"Where do you want to go?"

"Aren't you looking for your brother's memory?"

"It doesn't matter, brother, let's take you on a journey around the world!"

"Yes, yes!"