It was a few very ordinary double-row courtyards located on the outskirts of a certain city, with simple and chic gates, green vines coiling freely, and a few willows swaying in the wind at the door.

The courtyard is simple and simple, it seems to have been some years old, and there is a sense of age everywhere. The courtyard is bustling, with a few young children chasing and frolicking, making the place seem full of life.

A girl about 20 years old with big black-rimmed glasses sat on a wooden chair by the wall, quietly flipping through the books in her hands, occasionally raising her head to look at the children not far away, the smile on her face and the breath of youth seemed to be quiet even in the wind.

"Sister Xiu'er?" Yun Xiaotian was fascinated by the scene in front of him.

This is the orphanage where he grew up. It is said to be an orphanage, but it is actually a place where a retired wealthy businessman lived in his old age, and I don't know when he began to take in those homeless and wandering children.

The children here call it "The Nest".

The golden nest and the silver nest are not as good as their own nests.

In their world, no matter how big they grow up or how far they go, this is their warmest harbor and the most reassuring home.

The girl who reads the book is called Xiu'er, among the children who grew up with Yun Xiaotian, she is the oldest, everyone calls her Sister Xiu'er, only Yun Xiaotian calls her "Sister Yixiu" behind her back.

At this time, the clear and clear sky in the picture suddenly became dark, the wind became a little wanton, and the black in the clouds became thicker and thicker, and even a trace of the sun could not penetrate. Xiu'er looked up at the sky with some confusion, as if she was a little nervous about such abnormal weather.

I saw that she gently put away the book in her hand, stood up, brushed her wind-blown hair, and wanted to beckon the children who were chasing and playing back to the house.

"No, no, don't, let's go" seemed to have a premonition, Yun Xiaotian waved his arms in a bit of a panic, and shouted loudly towards the dark giant screen, but the people inside were still busy with themselves and couldn't hear anything.

Finally, the thousands of wisps of black in the sky condensed into a thick black mist, covering the entire courtyard heavily until nothing could be seen inside, only a miserable cry, intermittently coming from inside.

In less than half an hour, for Yun Xiaotian, it seemed as if centuries had passed.

The black fog gradually dissipated, and the picture became somewhat clear again.

It's still the same courtyard, the sky is as clear as ever, but the courtyard is already empty, it was so lively just now, and now there is not a trace of life.

The swing next to the courtyard wall, only half of which was still hanging there, shook a little uneasily, as if trembling.

In the corner, a few small shoes lay quietly on the ground, and one of the sleeves of a child's coat was blown up by the wind and hung on a bald branch.

A tattered book flipped in the wind, and where did the girl who regarded it as a treasure go?

"It's not like that...... It's not like this......" Looking at the scene in the picture, Yun Xiaotian was motionless, his mouth kept nagging, and he seemed to be stupid for a while.

After a while, the quiet Yun Xiaotian suddenly raised his head, his eyes instantly turned red, there were seeds of hatred sprouting, and the flames of anger were burning, as if the last shred of reason was about to be devoured.

"Xiaotian, what do you want to do when you grow up?"

"I want to be a hero, fly the eaves and walk the wall, kill the rich and help the poor, do the right thing for heaven, and distribute all the money I have stolen to my younger brothers and sisters. ”

"Phew, you just watch too many TV series, and your mind is full of messy things, you can't study well, and it's good to grow up a little bit. ”

"Oops, got it. What about you? Sister Yixiu, what do you want to do when you grow up?"

"I want to guard our nest like this, so that more children without a home can grow up in peace like us."

"I don't believe it, you definitely want to find a prince charming to marry sooner, who doesn't know that little policeman who looks at the street all day long drools?"

......

Belch...... Yes......

The past flooded like a flood that burst the embankment, and Yun Xiaotian threw himself into the black mist with all his strength as if he was crazy.

He will take revenge, with his hands, with his feet, with his teeth, with all that of life.

However, the black mist had no substance, it was just shuttled by Yun Xiaotian, scattered and gathered together.

"Hehe, Yun Xiaotian, where did you go with your rampant energy just now? See, they all died because of you, and they couldn't even find the corpses, they are all my Youtu nourishment, hahaha" Youtu laughed wildly, as if he became more excited when he saw Yun Xiaotian being tortured.

Yun Xiaotian's madness did not stop because of Youtu's words, until he exhausted the last trace of strength in his body and sat on the ground like a lump of mud.