Ming'er hugged tightly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

In the distance, a twenty-year-old beautiful young woman ran with a panicked face, but she still did not forget to tell her son in her arms. Her heart was already clutched in panic.

The young woman looked like a practitioner, she had run hundreds of meters with her son in her hands, but she was still as fast as a galloping horse, and her speed had not decreased at all.

When I ran to the entrance of the village, a small farm yard appeared in front of the young woman. The young woman jumped over a half-man-high wall without changing her mind. After rushing into a courtyard, her hand stretched out violently, and she pushed down the small door in front of her, rushed into the room, and then saw her jump out of the back window of the room silently.

Just as the young woman was about to take a breather, a gust of wind blew in front of her, and this gust of wind swept the sand and dust in her face. The young woman was blinded by the wind for a while, rubbed her eyes for a while, and then rushed away in a panic.

The wind mesmerized her eyes and she didn't have time to notice that there was a sword above her head that was about to fall several times.

The sword-wielding man's face was full of murderous aura, and after looking at the young child's dark pupils enlarged by panic, the kindness in his heart made him a little unbearable.

However, a five-year-old child has only experienced a bloody family tragedy, and how can he not be afraid of seeing such a fierce god again? The young child, who was already frightened, held his breath and stared at his eyes wide, unable to even speak for a while.

After stumbling all the way out of the village and into a deserted ravine, the mother, who was almost desperate, gasped for breath and curled up in tears in the ravine waiting for the judgment of fate.

The dark valley was silent, not a sound. For the poor mother, the silence of death was perhaps the safest.

She groped in the darkness and tried to scream softly to her son twice, but he didn't make a sound in response. The young woman gently pressed the back of her hand to her son's nose and felt the heat before reassuring. Then she cautiously stretched out her head and looked around for a long time, before she found some thatched dry firewood, and then took out the flint and lit the fire. A small flame jumped out of the ravine.

The young woman folded a few banana leaves to cover the brighter flames, and then looked at the little one who was still in her arms with concern. The son seemed to be asleep, and his body became heavier and heavier.

Still holding her son in her arms, she was leaning on a cold stone, thinking about the way forward, when a cold voice sounded in a deep voice: "Then let's stop here." ”

After hearing the abrupt sound, the young woman's eyes, which were about to close, opened again.

Her eyes were full of grief and indignation, but she was not willing to accept her weakness: "Let him go." ”

When the murderous man heard this, he screamed: "Let him go, let him go, why didn't you and that animal let me go back then?"

Then the murderous man sighed: "You are always so disrespectful." Although my son is not angry, and his identity is worthy of you, if you don't cause my son to become a waste, why is this?"

"It's been ten years, and I can finally give my son an explanation. ”

The words of the murderous man seemed to arouse the young woman's thoughts, and the sadness in her eyes was a little restrained, but she resolutely said: "Uncle Xian, it was he who was the first to ...... strong."

The gloomy man raised his hand angrily and said, "Shut up, I don't allow you to speak ill of my son again." ”

As he spoke, the gloomy man slapped out with his palm, and a strong wind spit out from his palm and slapped on the young woman's head, and the young woman immediately fell to the ground.

After stuning the young woman, the gloomy man paced and muttered: "After ten years of hard work in the vast sea of people, there is finally a result, but this child is not easy to deal with." ”

"If you promise him not to kill this son, you can't let him stay here alone, and be devoured by tigers and wolves. ”

When he wakes up from his slumber, the toddler, known as Ming'er, still has a blank mind. He was so frightened that he even forgot what was happening. He didn't know where he was, it was dark all around him, and his little head was still groggy from the extreme lack of oxygen.

In the dark, Ming'er stretched out one hand forward, his feet moved forward slowly, he finally found a stone wall, if he couldn't find a place to lean on, Ming'er even felt that he would collapse directly.

Ming'er's wheezing grew heavier and heavier. Because out of a little kindness, this shady man has no malice. Fearing that the wild beasts of the mountains would smell and hurt the young child, he dug a long and narrow hole in the ravine. After putting Ming'er into the cave, the yin man carefully covered it with soil.

Although Ming'er is young, she has been carefully cultivated by her parents since she was born. The shadow man also saw this very clearly, so the shadow man knew that after the child woke up, he could escape from the cave smoothly.

But the gloomy man didn't expect that because he was frightened, Ming'er slept in this narrow cave for three days and three nights, so that the air in the cave was enough to suffocate him. What's more, at this time, Ming'er was touching around, and he touched the innermost mountain wall at this time.

After touching the stone wall, Ming'er felt a little relieved, but the feeling of suffocation made him extremely uneasy. He slowly groped around again.

When the buzzing in his head kept ringing, Ming'er found a mountain wall that didn't seem to be strong enough, and he lay on the ground with great difficulty, digging hard into the dirt with his hands.

The digging continued until Minya felt like his lungs were going to explode, and then he saw a little light, and then he passed out again, sinking helplessly into the darkness.

In a daze, Ming'er seemed to hear two people talking beside her, one of them had a hoarse voice, and the other had a low voice, but it was very charming.

A hoarse voice first came into his ears: "It's good that it came in time, otherwise we will lose another disciple who may be a beginner." ”

The deep voice said dissatisfiedly: "Shut up, he's already awake." ”

Then, somehow, Ming'er fell into a coma again, and when she woke up again, it was three days later.

Ming'er woke up, his eyes were still tearful, and he saw a dark-skinned lady.

The eldest lady sat in front of Ming'er with pity on her face: "The baby has woken up, what's your name?"

Ming'er replied in a hoarse voice: "Ming'er." ”

The eldest lady looked at him with even more pity: "Fate? This name is really weird." ”

Although she was strange in her heart, the eldest lady screamed casually after that.

It's just that after waking up, Mingya refused to say anything else after saying two words, and there was an extra mute named Mingya in this nameless village.

What happened to Ming'er was too fast and too bloody. And these things that are not good for the child's body and mind do not leave him any time to struggle from the time they happen to the end. Nor did he leave him with a memory that his little head could trace.

What the hell is going on?

Why did he hurt my father?

Where did my mother go?

Why am I buried in a hole?