Volume III: Chapter 41: The Past

When night fell, the bright moon in the bamboo building, the moonlight rippling on the lake, Ye Chuchen leaned on the fence alone, and the brilliance of the water was projected on his face, making Ye Chuchen look a little illusory at this time. m. Lewen Mobile Network

Green mountains with water, bright moon bamboo building. The night was as quiet as an ink painting, and this scene couldn't help but remind Ye Chuchen of the night when Xue Ling left.

That night was also very quiet, so quiet that both of them forgot that the world in their eyes was really unreal, but that night, accompanied by Xueling, even the last night, Ye Chuchen felt content, but tonight was destined for him to spend alone.

Xue Ling, are you doing well inside?

Taking out the Blood Demon Bead, Ye Chuchen's heart gushed out with endless bitterness, and his palm slowly touched the surface of the Blood Demon Bead, and the surface of the Demon Bead couldn't help but be filled with a red light.

As if it was some kind of response to Ye Chuchen, after the red light gradually faded, a comfortable warm current came out from the Blood Demon Bead, which flowed into Ye Chuchen's palm, and then entered his entire body, making Ye Chuchen's cold heart feel a trace of warmth.

What a familiar feeling, Snow Bell, is that you?

Ye Chuchen's heart inexplicably showed a trace of joy, and a smile on his face that had not appeared for a long time, the palm holding the blood demon bead was slightly clenched, a little light flashed in the corner of his eye, and soft tears slipped quietly.

is obviously smiling, and the tears are so involuntarily dripping down, only Ye Chuchen knows how many thousand words are contained in this tear, and how much sadness and fragility are contained in this tear, Ye Chuchen calls it missing.

"Ahem!"

Suddenly, an old man's cough came from behind Ye Chuchen.

"Xia Lao!"

Turning around, Ye Chuchen's heart was slightly embarrassed, he quickly turned his head, and secretly used the spiritual power in his body to evaporate the tears on his cheeks, and then slowly squeezed out a smile and said respectfully to the person in front of him.

"Hmm!"

Looking at Ye Chuchen, who knew how to be polite, the old man nodded again and again with appreciative eyes, and from Ye Chuchen's words, it was not difficult to guess that the old man in front of him, known as Xia Lao, was Xia Zimo's biological father.

When Xia Zimo brought everyone to the bamboo building before, everyone had already seen Xia Zimo's father, and they had already said a lot at that time, and Xia Zimo's father even entertained everyone with the friendship of the landlord.

For Xia Zimo's father's hospitality, everyone was a little embarrassed at first, but after getting along for a while, everyone was not too restrained, and Xia Zimo's father talked and laughed, just like family, and everyone also affectionately called Xia Zimo's father Xia Lao.

"Old Xia, it's so late, aren't you ready to rest?"

"Haven't you also rested yet?" Xia Lao smiled softly and asked rhetorically, so that Ye Chuchen didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Okay, I won't go around the bend with you much, let's talk to you about something serious!" Seeing Ye Chuchen's embarrassed expression, Xia Lao no longer had anything to do with it, stretched out his hand and patted Ye Chuchen on the shoulder a few times, beckoning Ye Chuchen to sit down, and his expression began to become serious.

"Brother Ye, I'm old at my age, I'll just say it!" Xia Lao's tone became deeper, "I only have a daughter like Zimo." ”

Xia Lao slowly stood up and looked at the distant sky, and a gloomy sadness gradually appeared in his eyes. The starlight fell on Xia Lao's body, reflecting Xia Lao's vicissitudes of life, and in a trance, Xia Lao's thoughts seemed to have returned to many years ago.

"It was a long and harsh winter, and I took her mother, who had just given birth to Zimo, to come to Chang'ancheng for a long journey, when I was just an ordinary Li people. Penniless, Zimo and I can't eat a treasure meal a day. ”

As he spoke, Xia Lao's eyes began to moisten.

"In order to survive, I started to sell coolies to other people, but because the money I earned was small, I could only temporarily arrange Zimo and her mother in a dilapidated temple on the outskirts of Chang'an City. ”

"It's just that who would have expected that one day, when I went out to sell coolies, a group of robbers came to the broken temple, at that time, there was no one else in the broken temple except Zi Mo and her mother, and the robbers looked at Zi Mo and her mother were beautiful and beautiful, so they moved their hearts. ”

At this point, Xia Lao could no longer hold back the emotions in his heart, and two lines of tears completely burst out of his eyes.

"This group of robbers was unwilling to force, so they robbed Zi Mo and threatened Zi Mo, if Zi Mo and her mother didn't commit it, they killed Zi Mo, at that time, Zi Mo and her mother had just given birth to her, and her body was very weak, and she was even more haggard because of her poor diet, she also knew that in the wilderness, even if she called for help, no one would respond, and in desperation, she had to commit it. ”

After speaking, Xia Lao paused, his eyes showed ruthlessness, and his hands were clenched into fists, while Ye Chuchen listened to Xia Lao's words, his heart was also shocked, and he silently gritted his teeth.

"In the end, the robbers got their wish and did not kill Zi Mo, but Zi Mo's mother hanged herself because she couldn't bear the humiliation, and when I returned to the broken temple, I only saw her cold corpse and Zi Mo who kept crying. ”

"I didn't even see her for the last time, and I wanted to tell her that even if she was defiled by others, I wouldn't dislike her, but maybe she knew that I wouldn't mind, but she couldn't get past this in her heart. ”

"Zi Mo and her mother are gone, I am heartbroken, if there was no Zi Mo, I think I would have followed Zi Mo and her mother at that time, but for Zi Mo, I am determined to live, and I vow to pay for the blood debt of the robbers who defiled Zi Mo and her mother. ”

"In the end, I finally got my wish, when Zi Mo was five years old, I had a successful career, and I hired a few killers with money to start investigating the defilement of Zi Mo and her mother in the broken temple, and Huang Tian lived up to it. Xia Lao let out a long sigh, as if the long-cherished thoughts deposited in his heart had been released.

"The killer I asked found this group of robbers and brought them to me, and after some questioning, I directly ordered all the robbers to be killed! Although the revenge was avenged, he became a murderer, and the intervention of the government made me start to worry. Xia Lao's mood gradually became depressed.

"I was afraid that my daughter would be implicated after the truth of the matter was discovered, so I reluctantly sent her to Shushan, and made up my mind to let her take a different path, and now it seems that I made the right decision. When Xia Lao said this, a smile slowly appeared on his face, as if he was happy that his decision was correct.

Ye Chuchen looked at Xia Lao, not knowing how to speak, maybe because he listened too attentively, including him, and he didn't notice that behind the bamboo wall next to him, Xia Zimo leaned against the bamboo wall, and tears kept rolling down her face