At the age of three and a half, I paid too much to support my family [Live]

The cold autumn wind is mixed with a smell of fishy sweetness, blowing off the dead leaves and extinguishing the last oil lamp in the evening.

A faint rotten smell spread from the end of the nose, and there was an unprecedented pain in the arm. Xiao Baiyan subconsciously frowned, raised his hand to touch it, and only touched a piece of warm liquid.

The little hand that brushed over the wound quickly bounced away, but it still gave him a trembling feeling that couldn't be concealed.

He bled, a lot of blood.

"Brother Wan Ding—" Xiao Baiyan was in a daze for a moment, and his slightly hoarse voice made him startled. Is this really him?But why he didn't have the slightest impression.

It's just that as soon as he thought of this, images flashed across the sky and overwhelmingly in his mind. Strange and familiar faces kept appearing, making the little guy even more at a loss.

His... name is Bai Yan?

This is Qingzhou City. He grew up in Qingzhou City since he was a child. His parents set up a small business in the county town. Occasionally he could sell a beautiful wood carving and add a nice dinner to his family.

He also has a younger brother named Wan Ding, because they are twins, they are born exactly the same, and it is difficult for others to identify them easily.

is that so?He seems to have forgotten something very important.Bai Yan raised his head blankly. In the pitch-black night sky, there wasn't even a bright star. The entire county town was shrouded in darkness, depressing and oppressive.

He vaguely remembered that bandits from outside Qingzhou City broke in and injured many people, and their family was among them.

Xiao Baiyan got up quickly, seeing things in the dark without a teacher, and found another familiar figure, he hurriedly ran over to wake him up: "Brother Wan Ding, wake up, are you alright?"

Wan Ding opened his eyes blankly, looked at the little Bai Yan in front of him, and said after a while, "It's okay, Bai Yan...are you Bai Yan? I really want to eat candied haws."

"We'll be able to eat it at dawn tomorrow," Xiao Baiyan rolled up his sleeves, checked his wound, and then said, "Brother Wan Ding, let's go home and find our parents."

"Father and mother?" Wan Ding answered in a daze. He felt that these two words were unfamiliar, but he subconsciously believed in Bai Yan, "Okay then, go find parents. Let's go together, it's not safe outside, we To protect Bai Yan."

The street was dark, no one dared to light a lamp, and there was a faint smell of blood and rancidity on the side of the road, which made the coming late autumn even more bleak. The two little guys walked hand in hand for a long time, following the location in memory to find residence.

The yard was in a mess, and the two little guys seemed to realize something, and ran into the house together.

In the dilapidated house, the tables and chairs fell to the ground, and the broken tiles accidentally punctured the little guy's feet, but he didn't cry out in pain, he just stared blankly at the blood on the ground, unable to move at all.

"Mother—" Xiao Baiyan yelled, and then rushed forward, as if trying to seal the wound on her chest, but after he moved like this, the unconscious woman on the ground slowly opened her eyes, and the wound came back again. A stream of blood flowed out, and the strong smell of blood filled the tip of his nose.

"Mother!" Wan Ding also woke up from a dream, and hurriedly looked for wound medicine, but the cabinet had been turned upside down, not even a single copper plate was left, and it was placed in tatters in the house, and there was nowhere to put his feet.

The woman froze for a moment, struggling to get up, but she didn't have enough strength. She looked at the two sons she raised with her own hands, and a slight smile appeared on her face: "Bai Yan...Wan Ding..."

Her voice was very weak, but the two little guys could hear it clearly: "Mother can't stand it anymore, you guys... have to live well... leave... leave Qingzhou..."

Xiao Baiyan clenched her hand in a daze, and indistinguishable sadness surged: "Mother, don't be afraid, mother will not die, we will definitely find a way to save you, I will ask someone to help... ..."

world?Isn't this the world?

He seems to have forgotten something, but the scene in front of him can't help him to continue to think about it. He tried hard to help the woman up, but the clothes on the woman's body had already been soaked in blood, and some dark red blood stains on the ground added another layer of blood. layer.

Looking at the two little guys, the woman became more and more tired, and the light in her eyes gradually dimmed. She murmured in a low voice: "Well...live well...live..."

"Mother?" The two little guys knelt on the ground, letting the blood on the ground soak their clothes, and couldn't help crying anymore.

At the same time, the audience in the live broadcast room couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

They could see every move of the two little guys, but they couldn't communicate with the little guys at all. No matter what they said, Little Baiyan seemed to be unable to hear him. He was immersed in his own world, as if he had changed into a different person.

It shouldn't be like this, at least in their impression, the little guy has never been like this

Not to mention that they have just entered the secret realm, and they don't have much relationship with their original parents. It is only said that they will definitely ask them for help in time when they encounter such a thing, and get better medicine for treatment.

But the little guy doesn't seem to remember them at all. What's going on?

"Zaizai? Are you there? Can you hear our conversation? I'm brother Li Su, are you there?"

"Can Zai Zai hear you? I'm Sister Asen, do you remember me?"

"Cub, do you want to eat candied haws? There are also delicious cakes, milk tea..."

"Cub..."

The audience in the live broadcast room were afraid that the little guy wouldn't hear it, so they sent out a lot of gifts, including his favorite milk tea and small cakes, as well as fat house happy water, and his most wanted spirit stone.

A series of special effects exploded in the live broadcast room. As long as the little guy pays attention, he can find them, but the result of the test makes them very disappointed. Why can't the little guy communicate with them anymore?

An unprecedented panic spread in the live broadcast room. All the audience only knew that the little guy came from the Nine Heavens, but they didn't know anything about the existence of the system and the principle of their communication.

In other words, if the little ones don't notice them, they will only output unilaterally and will never get any response.

"Don't worry, everyone, maybe there are some restrictions in the secret realm, let's try other methods," Li Su forced himself to calm down, "Contact the special visitor, the Asura girl and the purgatory messenger are in Jiuzhongtian, they may have a solution."

"If they can't help it, we can also try to contact the system—"

But the success rate will be very low.

The Asura girl and the Purgatory Envoy quickly responded: "I don't know, there is nothing wrong with Jiuchongtian."

"I'll go and see some emperors, maybe they can think of a way." The purgatory envoy suggested, and the Asura woman glanced at the live broadcast room: "Little Yasha is not there, he may be in the secret realm."

Even if Xiao Yasha was in the secret realm, they had no way of contacting him. Now they knew nothing about Xiao Baiyan's condition, and the two little guys seemed to be injured.

The odds are against them.

Anxious emotions spread in the live broadcast room. No matter what they did, they couldn't get any attention from Xiao Baiyan, and the system didn't respond. They could only watch the two little guys bury their dead parents. Slowly tidying up the yard.

All the food, gold and silver had been robbed, not even the old clothes and quilts left, Xiao Baiyan turned on the stove familiarly, there was not a grain of rice in the empty iron pot, only a pot of cold water was left.

Wan Ding's stomach was already growling with hunger, and Xiao Baiyan searched all over his body, but he couldn't find any food, but he clearly remembered that he could easily get delicious food in the past, and his friends in the world were happy to feed him.

That seems to be another person's memory?

Little Baiyan wasn't sure, with distress showing on his face, thinking of his dead parents, two more lines of tears fell from his red eyes.

"Brother Wan Ding, we have no food." Xiao Baiyan lowered his head and wiped his tears. As an older brother, he couldn't support his younger brother at all, which really made him feel too uncomfortable.

The dead parents made him depressed and uncomfortable, but as long as he thought of Wan Ding's younger brother going to starve, it seemed that there was a kind of guilt and distress that touched the depths of his heart.

Wan Ding crouched in front of the stove, next to Xiao Baiyan, sniffed his nose, and said, "I'm only a little bit hungry, don't cry, we will definitely eat a lot of delicious food tomorrow, chicken legs, pig's trotters , Liuhe shortbread, snacks...you can eat them all!"

"Well, you can eat it..."

The two little guys snuggled up in front of the stove, the cool autumn wind swept by, the sky was lit up with bright colors, and the silent county town quietly revived.

The live broadcast room was still cloudy, and many viewers were already guessing various possibilities, but when the two little guys didn't bring out any food to eat all night, everyone's mood had completely dropped to the bottom.

"If we guess wrong, the memories of the two little guys will be overwritten," Li Su asked carefully, "Has Wan Ding eaten Liuhe shortbread?"

"Maybe not."

The live broadcast room fell into silence, and everyone couldn't help feeling a deep fear in their hearts.

No wonder so many immortals could not easily pass the test of the secret realm in the world. The last level of the secret realm is... to change life?

"It's the spirit of the secret realm that's playing tricks," Judge Cui sighed. "It can't go on like this. If we want to find a way to wake up the two little guys, at least one of them should be sober. If the spirit of the secret realm is allowed to modify their memories, they will soon forget about themselves. , completely lost."

"I'm going to inform Po Meng right now."

In the secret realm, the sky was bright and the city was bleak.

Wearing ripped clothes and bloodstained bodies, the two little guys walked down the street holding hands.

Wan Ding clutched his hungry stomach, and looked blankly at the bloody and cruel street. Their injuries were considered light, at least they could walk on the ground safely, and more people couldn't even get up. The dead body froze on the street, eerie and desolate.

Xiao Baiyan couldn't bear to look again, he felt like he had forgotten something, if he remembered it, he would surely save many people, but no matter what, he couldn't remember the slightest bit, as if his previous thought was just an illusion.

The door of the steamed stuffed bun shop on the corner of the street was open, and the plaque had already been smashed to the ground. The two little guys quickened their pace and stood in front of the steamed stuffed bun shop, but they didn't have a copper plate on their bodies.

But even if they could take out the copper plate, there was no boss in the steamed stuffed bun shop to take it.

A thin and small figure came out from behind the door, his body was covered with bruises and blood, and a familiar face could be vaguely discerned on his dirty little face, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Xiao Baiyan couldn't help but startled.

Wan Ding stared at the bun in his hand, wanting to eat it.