Three months later, Zhao Song, Lin'an. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The dead Xiao Mo entered the city in the dust, and according to the old memories and the information of passers-by, the dead Xiao Mo came to the former "home". Looking at the word "Xiao Mansion" written in vermilion lacquer on the gate, his vision gradually blurred, and the memories of the past couldn't help but flood into his mind.

Once, this was the "House of the Dead", and once, he and his parents lived happily here. The joy of childhood is now a mottled memory.

Things are people, the world is changing, the dead Xiao Mo picked up his mood, strode forward, and came to the two guards at the door.

"Stop!" but one of the two guards stretched out his hand to stop him, "Who are you?

Dead Xiao Mo didn't say a word, and reached out to take out something from his arms. At a glance of the two of them, Hao Ran in the hand of the dead Xiao Mo was holding a double-axe cross-type jade pendant. When the two saw this thing, they looked at each other, and when they looked at it closely, they suddenly found that the person in front of them was a little familiar.

"Eh, I don't think I've seen him anywhere. One of them approached his companion and whispered in his ear.

"I feel that way, too, and you see that he still has the help master order in his hand, isn't there a big deal?" replied the man's companion, and looked at the dead Mo a few times again.

......The man leaning into his companion's ear first squinted and thought, and then suddenly realized: "I know, he is the leader of the dead gang!

"Nonsense!" the man's companion retorted with a low scolding: "The Dead Gang Leader is the same age as the Xiao Gang Leader, where is there such a young person." ”

"That's right!" The man frowned again when he heard this, and simply stopped thinking about it, and asked directly to the dead Xiao Mo: "Eh, this little hero's surname?"

"The surname is dead. Dead Xiao Mo said without a trace of emotion in his words.

"Dead ......" the man looked at his companion again, and finally said to his companion, "You are watching here, and I will inform the helper." ”

"Good. The other nodded in response.

"Little hero, can you wait?" the man saw that his companion should come down, and then looked at the dead Xiao Mo again.

Dead Xiao Mo nodded his head and did not speak.

The man saw that Xiao Mo agreed, so he turned around and went into the mansion and reported.

After waiting for a long time with another guard, he heard a rush of footsteps coming from the house, and then a middle-aged man with a stubble on his face appeared by the door with the guard who went to report the news.

"Xiao Mo?" As soon as the man saw the dead Xiao Mo, he couldn't take his eyes off it. The muscles on his face trembled, and his eyes were filled with joy, apparently from extreme joy.

Xiao ...... Uncle!" Dead Xiao Mo looked at this man with a stubble on his face, and his childhood memories gradually reappeared, and Uncle Xiao, who loved him in the past, gradually overlapped with him. It's just that time flies, the years are like knives, the corners of Uncle Xiao's mouth are full of beards, and there are a few more wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

"It's really you! Eh, you can think of Uncle Xiao. Xiao Bao smiled, and walked towards the dead Xiao Mo as he spoke.

"I haven't come to Lin'an to take a look at me for so many years, what about your father? You haven't heard from me since I went to Sanssouci Valley, and I thought you had forgotten about me. Xiao Bao came to the dead Xiao Mo, grabbed the dead Xiao Mo's hands and joked.

"Daddy, he didn't come. Dead Xiao Mo replied.

"Didn't come?" Xiao Bao was stunned for a moment, but quickly regained his smile, waved his hand and said, "If you don't come, you don't come, big brother is really, he doesn't want me at all." Eh, I'm a brother and still remember him! I have no conscience, no conscience!"

That look, as if he had been greatly wronged.

"But if the eldest brother didn't come, then my sister Qinqing should come, right?" Xiao Bao sighed and asked the dead Xiao Mo again.

"Erniang, she, she ......" Dead Xiaomo couldn't help but feel sad when he heard him mention Qinqing, and there was a trace of sadness in his expression.

"Huh?" Xiao Bao saw him like this, and the smile on his face gradually faded, "What's wrong with Sister Qinqing?"

"Uncle Xiao...... Erniang and Sister Su Xin can't be found. As he spoke, a trace of tears appeared in the corners of his eyes.

"What's going on?" As soon as Xiao Bao heard this, his two big hands immediately grabbed Xiao Mo's shoulders, and asked eagerly, "Xiao Mo, tell me, what happened?"

"Two years ago, my father and mother opened the door to the void of another world...... A year after her father and mother left, the second senior sister went out of the valley to find an opportunity in order to go further in martial arts. I don't want to think that on the night when my senior sister just left, Guzhong suddenly encountered a strong enemy, and I saw Aunt Hua stabbed to death with a sword. ”

"In order to let me escape, my sister Su Xin and the senior sister broke off together, but after I escaped, I didn't wait for them to meet. and Erniang, in a panic, I don't know if she is alive or dead. Under Xiao Bao's inquiry, Xiao Mo told the whole story one by one.

"By the time I returned to Sanssouci the next morning, the house had already burned down, and even Aunt Hua's bones could not be found. After Xiao Mo finished speaking, tears were already flowing freely, but as a man, he always remembered what his father had said to him - a man's crying nose will be laughed at.

So he doesn't cry, but the tears of pain are not something he can control. All he had in his heart was hatred, hatred for the enemies who had gone into Sanssouci Valley. I also hated myself, hated my lack of ability, and hated myself for escaping alone at the suggestion of my sister Suxin.

If he didn't leave at the beginning, he would have fought the enemy with his sister and senior sister. Even if you can't win, you can share the pain with them. Die, or be tortured together.

After listening to the words of the dead Xiaomo, Xiao Bao was stunned for a while. He didn't expect things to be like this, the eldest brother's family had already retired to the rivers and lakes, and he never thought that he still couldn't avoid these grievances.

In his heart, he was worried about Qin Qing, who was a brother and sister, and at the same time, he was also surprised, and he was surprised that there was a more desirable mystery in this world. It turns out that there is more than one world, and you can go to other worlds through the Void Gate, which is simply unheard of and unseen.

"Okay, Xiao Mo, don't be sad first, didn't you just say that the bodies of Sister Qin Qing and Su Xin and others were not seen, which gave us hope. Our first task now is to find out the real culprit from a year ago and rescue Sister Qinqing. ”

"Hmm!" Dead Xiaomo listened to his words, raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, and nodded resolutely.

"Come, let's go to the mansion first, you came all the way to the dust, you must be tired, let's talk about these things tomorrow." Xiao Bao saw that his sadness was fading, so he took the hand of the dead Xiao Mo and walked towards the house.

The uncle and nephew were extremely close in the past, and now although they have been separated for a long time, it seems that at this moment, the relationship has not diminished at all. When Xiao Mo saw that his uncle Xiao Bao was still treating him, the heart he was carrying when he came also let go, and a trace of warmth gradually rose in it.

(If you want to know what happened next, the situation will be broken down)

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