Chapter 08: The Death of Minaminuma
At this time, over Kunlun.
Hu Jixiao stood on the top of a tree and looked in one direction. He looked suspicious, and he really couldn't think of anything.
"Why would he do that?"
Hu Ji Xiao can't control so much, his range is only the Kunlun Mountains, and he has no way to interfere in the disputes between the human races, let alone interest.
At the same time, a blue-feathered roc flew out of Kunlun, and it took advantage of the wind to move at a very fast speed. In just the blink of an eye, it disappeared in Kunlun.
Seeing this, Hu Jixiao showed a look of disdain and disdain, and said with a smile: "This old bird runs quite fast, it must be that he can't beat me in a fight, and he can't fight me in a fight, so he ran away with his head in his arms, haha." ”
At the same time, Lin Heng was not far from Nannuma Village, and suddenly looked up into the distance.
Lin Heng looked surprised and said, "Why is there such a big black smoke?"
"However, in this direction... Oh my God, what's going on?"
Lin Hengda was shocked and sped up. Walking like a fly, the speed of the wind galloping, all the way to the speed, so that Lin Heng quickly arrived at the entrance of Nannuma Village.
However, he couldn't help but ask, is this Nannuma Village?
Lin Heng smelled the scorching smell from afar, thinking that it was just a small fire, but he never expected that Nannuma Village would become like this, and it would become like this, and it would be dark and gloomy.
Lin Heng panicked. I hurriedly ran into the south marsh and found that there was not even a single house left. There were only the remains of the ruins, and a few remaining flames.
Lin Heng stepped on the stone slab, which was filled with gray matter, and the houses on both sides were only left with fallen stone walls.
"How so?"
Lin Heng couldn't calm down his mood anymore, tears flowed from his angular cheeks and dripped onto the stone slab.
He saw a spar on the ground, and it was stained red with blood. He knew that the spar belonged to the village witch.
"Ahh
The villagers smiled at him amiably at him, and he really liked Nannuma and regarded it as a place where he returned to his roots.
However, the fantasy of the South Marsh was shattered and turned into a devastated and ruined wall in front of him. There is a huge contrast.
Lin Heng looked at all this, his eyes were already blood-red, and his consciousness was gradually confused.
He looked up to the sky and roared, and his momentum was magnificent. At the same time, tears kept overflowing, and his face was hideous.
"I, Lin Heng, hereby swear, whether it is a god or an immortal, today he will destroy my Nanmar, and he will destroy his entire clan every day!
There was a long howl, and the hollow valley sounded. The clouds covered the sky, the thunder rolled, and it rained red.
It was pouring rain, and the red rain fell on the South Marsh, and the real blood flowed like a river.
At this time, Lin Heng suddenly remembered something, dragged his blood-red robe, and ran in one direction with all his might.
In that direction there is his home, and his family. He must not allow them to have an accident, but he knew that the probability of them alive was almost zero.
Lin Heng couldn't cry, as if he had lost his parents that year.
But when Lin Heng arrived, he was desperate. The home in front of him was in ruins, and he couldn't bear it anymore and rushed forward. With his hands, he used all his strength to open the ruins.
His tears poured down like rain. Choked and roared, throwing away every piece of rubble. His hands were bruised by stones and stained with blood.
"Grandpa, Xiaohua, you must not have any problems?"
Lin Heng couldn't cry, he couldn't find any traces of them, even if it was a piece of clothing, even if it was just a hair, he didn't find it.
Lin Heng was desperate again, he sat heavily on the rubble, his eyes were blank, and the whole person was even more lifeless.
He didn't expect that he would have a home, a warm family. He wanted to be a rich man and give his family a good life. But there was no chance, he never had a chance.
He lay in the rubble with no love, and the rain dripped down his body, and it hurt and hurt. His heart was like a knife, he closed his eyes, he wanted to find traces of them in his dreams, he wanted to let himself be decadent like this.
The dream is beautiful...
"Brother Heng, do you want to go to my house for dinner. Hao Zhuang showed a smile and waved at him.
The village witch showed Lin Heng his collection in his room, as well as the few young children he had adopted, and said triumphantly: "Lin Heng boy, you see that I have become a father, when will you get married?"
Lin Heng smiled, he knew why he was so economical, just to make his children live a little better.
Xiaohua is still washing clothes in the courtyard, and her two dimples are always hanging on her face, innocent and innocent.
Grandpa is always on crutches, but he still likes to play chess and drink tea with the uncle next door. Occasionally help people write letters, and earn some money to make a living.
...
However, the dream is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.
Lin Heng, who was lying on the ruins, showed a bitter smile.
"Everyone..."
It was getting dark, and no one had appeared, proving that there was no one alive in Minaminuma, and the little hope he had of surviving was dashed.
He knew that Nannuma Village was gone, completely gone, and he was the only flame left.
Lin Heng knew that he couldn't be decadent anymore, he had to cheer up and embark on a new journey again. What about a small flame? A spark can start a prairie fire.
Strength is fundamental, without strong strength as support, speaking is a wild speech, and revenge is wishful thinking.
I still have to find out why I came to this world, I have to find my parents, I have to go back!
...
Lin Heng found an open place, erected a huge stone tablet, and wrote in blood: The Tomb of Nanmarsh!
After doing all this, Lin Heng returned to the ruins. But he was looking for something, a red plate.
"I don't know if the red disk will be damaged, Shizun is still inside?"
Now Lin Heng's only sustenance is only as cloudy as dust, and his strength is definitely inseparable from the help of his master. After all, there are always guiding lights and lights on the road.
Soon, Lin Heng found the red plate from the ruins of his room, and to Lin Heng's rejoicing, the red plate was intact. However, it kept shining brightly, and in this dark night, it was even more noticeable.
Lin Heng hurriedly held his hands flat on the dantian, put his hands together, and silently recited those words in his mind.
But instead of twenty-four silver lines appearing as before, there was no response.
"What's going on? Is it broken?"
Lin Heng was puzzled, picked up the red plate and looked at it carefully, and found that there was nothing unusual. I tried dozens of methods to find the problem. Sometimes he kept throwing it, sometimes he put it on the ground and stepped on it, sometimes he threw it with a stone......
The red plate was humiliated by Lin Heng, and suddenly the light stopped flickering. At this time, a spiritual light also flew out from the red plate.
It's as cloudy as dust!
However, now he was angry, glaring at Lin Heng with his eyes, as if he wanted to shoot him to death. At the same time, his blood was colorless, pale and weak, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.
"Apprentice, do you want to murder as a teacher?"
When Lin Heng heard this, he was first happy about his appearance, which meant that he was fine. Then he felt scared, afraid that what he had just done would anger him.
"Master, listen to my explanation, I was in a hurry just now. ”
Hearing this, Yin Ruchen didn't blame him, after all, he saw the mess around him, and the lives were in misery. He also empathizes with him, and he can't bear to blame.
Still, he remembered something. With a flick of his sleeve, two rays of light came out of the red plate, turned into two human bodies, and lay on the ground steadily.
Lin Heng looked over and cried with joy, "Grandpa!
Lin Heng hurriedly squatted down and took the lead in hugging his grandfather.
"Grandpa, Xiaohua, you must not have any problems, otherwise where should I go?"
At this time, Yin Ruchen's face was even paler, and his body seemed to disappear when he touched it.
Seeing this, Lin Heng hurriedly said, "Master, what's wrong with you?"
Yin Ruchen looked at Lin Heng, shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's just that the consumption is too large, and the spiritual power is unstable." ”
At this time, Yin Ruchen's face suddenly turned gloomy, "That day's fire is a three-color true fire, and as a teacher, you can only save your family." As for the villagers..."
"Alas, in vain, you mourn!"
Yin Ruchen sighed and said, "You can't maintain this state for a long time, you take care of yourself!"
When the words fell, the clouds disappeared like dust.
Lin Heng gently patted his grandfather's shoulders, and found that there were still signs of life, and unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. Soon, he choked on a puff of smoke and woke up.
Then, he picked up the little flower next to him and said, "Little flower, little flower!"
Xiaohua opened her eyes slightly, looked at Lin Heng and said, "Brother, what's wrong with me." ”
When Lin Heng heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief again: "It's okay, grandpa and Xiaohua are fine." ”
Lin Heng picked up his grandfather and Xiaohua and let them sit on the rubble.
Then, he asked his grandfather and Xiaohua again, "What happened to Nannuma, and what happened to everyone?"
After speaking, Lin Heng cried, you must know that Lin Heng is only sixteen, how can he go through the bloody scene now. Although his parents are gone, he knows they are still alive. Minuma is different, they have literally disappeared and turned to dust.
Xiaohua cried. She had never seen death, at most she had seen an old man die. However, for the first time, she felt the taste of death and leaving.
"Brother, huh! The ladies are all dead, the village chief and the village witches are all dead, all dead!"
Grandpa sat on the stone slab and burst into tears. He also just knew, after all, he grew up here, and this is the place where he has fallen and returned to his roots.
Xiaohua howled and cried, and said, "Suddenly a fiery red bird appeared in the sky, and the bird spat out fireballs and flew out many fireballs. In an instant, the village was covered in flames.
I wanted to run away with my grandfather, but I didn't know why I fainted. ”
Hearing this, Lin Heng thought for a while, and at the same time secretly thought: "Bird? or fiery red, is it a red sparrow?"
Lin Heng had learned from the village witch that this bird was artificially bred in captivity, not from the wasteland, and should have been instructed by someone.
At the same time, he thought again: "It must not be easy to have a red sky sparrow, but no matter what, I must avenge this destruction of the village, no matter what the other party is." Lin Heng's face was resolute.
A few days later, after settling his grandfather and Xiaohua, Lin Heng entered the red plate again.
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To be continued