After rebirth, I bent the sword cultivator No.1

There is a huge underground cave in front of you, and there is a huge dark river in the cave, roaring and rushing to the darkness at the end.It looks like a village by the river, the village is an ordinary small village, but every detail reflects the exotic customs, but Jun Yanshan was shocked.

"This, this is...you..."

"It's a very familiar scene, right? Then, do you remember me? Little Feather..." Lu Qinghe's last address was very light, as light as the intimacy between lovers.But Jun Yanshan could hear goosebumps all over his body.

"Ah... Qing." Jun Yanshan spoke with difficulty, his tone inexplicably tired.

Lu Qinghe rubbed the top of his head again, "It's me, Xiaoyu still remembers me, I'm really happy."

……

Abandoned by mother.

This place is separated from Jinduan Pavilion by the entire Furong City. If it was another four-year-old child, maybe he would cry at a loss?

Xiao Yu stretched out her hand and scratched her cheek, thinking a little dazedly, even if the entire Furong City is separated, he can still find the way back, why doesn't his mother understand this?

He is also a four-year-old child, but he is different from other four-year-old children, probably because of these differences, so mother doesn't want him?

Xiaoyu stood up from the curb, took a wobbly step, and fell to the ground with a 'plop' - he hadn't eaten from last night until now, and although this place wasn't a place where the wind was blowing, it still suffered all night. It's cold, it should be from the wind and cold.

But the good news is that his character is small, so even if a pair of 'paji' fell into a cake, it's not really a serious injury, not a lot of pain.

But for some reason, he couldn't get up.

Xiao Yu lay on the ground, her face covered with dust, she didn't cry or make trouble, like a fool.

But in fact, because he was born knowing it, he was calm most of the time, so much so that his father and mother really thought that his son might have some intellectual defects.People in the world are so ignorant that they don't distinguish between fish eyes and pearls.

Or maybe it's not that they can't tell the difference, it's just that they haven't distinguished it carefully at all.

No one really paid attention to the son who had been raised for four years.

Xiao Yu got up fluttering, and suddenly a big hand pulled him. When he looked up, he saw a strange woman with bandages all over her face.

Seeing him staring at her in a daze, the woman gently coaxed: "Don't be afraid, my sister just hurt her face and it hurts, baby, can you help me?"

Xiao Yu still looked at her expressionlessly, but she understood her thoughts in her heart - her malicious eyes could not deceive him at all.

"Why is the baby here alone?"

"The weather doesn't look very good today, it's going to rain soon."

"Your mother will be distressed if it rains." The woman chattered a lot of things, and only when she said this, the unbelievably beautiful child raised her eyes and looked at her again. The woman saw him His attitude softened, and he was overjoyed. He took out a candy figurine from the oil paper bag, which happened to be in the shape of a tiger.

"Take it."

Take it, don't shout when you take it.

Xiao Yu saw the deep meaning in her eyes, hesitated for a moment, stretched out her white and tender hand, and took the sugar figurine.

He pursed his lips and smiled slightly, followed the woman into the carriage.

That's okay, anyway, he has waited for this candy man...

The woman drove him all the way to the mountains. He thought he would be sold to a place like Brocade Pavilion, but he was relieved to see the increasingly remote mountain roads. Where to stay?

Little Feather was still running a fever, and the carriage was shaking. After a while, he fell into a dreamland, and when he woke up again, he had already arrived in a village.

The village is just an ordinary small village, but there are windscreens woven with hay under the eaves of every household, and deer heads are hung on the doors.The walls of the houses are painted with white lime powder, which looks very distinctive.

The woman hugged Xiaoyu and told him with a smile that this place will be his home from now on.

Home?Xiao Yu murmured softly with the word in her mouth, but she still didn't show any expression in the end.

He lived in the weird village, and the woman assured him that he would only be her apprentice and would never become a sacrifice.He could tell that this woman really loved him, and sometimes he would lose his mind and think that even if such a woman were to be his mother, she would definitely be better than the one in Jindu Pavilion.

After getting acquainted with it, Xiaoyu discovered that the people in the village like to drink raw blood, mostly the blood of chickens and ducks, and they drink deer blood on important days.There is no special meaning, just a strange custom of some strange people.

He also saw some white-faced men, but they didn't like him very much, so he didn't have much contact with them, but every time those few appeared in front of him, they were accompanied by infinite quarrels with women, all because of him.

They are short of sacrifices.

They believe in evil gods, and the blood of deer and young children will bring them luck.

Little Feather doesn't care, he is only four years old, but he has lost patience with this world... What a cold and boring life, a wrong life.

Even though he didn't do anything wrong, but because he was too smart, he was already so world-weary at a young age.

I have lived in the village for more than two months, because I have been refusing to drink raw blood, and women will withhold food. Xiaoyu's body is getting weaker and weaker, and finally his face is sallow, and he is no longer as cute as Yuxue. Seeing this, the woman is finally right The white-faced men let go.

He is going to be used as a sacrificial object, just like the sacrificial cattle, sheep and animals seen in the past.

But he felt no fear, and no particular desire to escape.

Little Feather changed another residence, in a cellar, and not long after, she got two friends who were in the same situation.

A nine-year-old blind girl and an eight-year-old skinny boy.

Eight and nine years old are actually not very old, but they already understand the meaning of death to some extent.

The little blind girl is called Yanzi, and the little boy is called Aqing.

Ah Ching...

The little blind girl was probably due to an eye disease, although she was only nine years old, she was surprisingly open, and she was so quiet that she didn't look like a child.Of course, because there was another existence in the cellar that was even less like a child, it didn't attract special attention from others. In contrast, the one that was particularly reasonable stood out a bit.

Little Aqing is just a normal child, afraid of the dark and pain, away from his family, he can't rest for a moment.

At the beginning, he cried, crying so loudly, and when he saw that no one was paying attention to him, he was quiet for a while, and then started to want to run outside.

"It's impossible for you to run out like this." Probably moved by Ah Qing's energy, Yanzi finally stopped looking like she was about to sit down and started talking to Ah Qing, comforting her from time to time. hit him.

With communication, the relationship between the two was quickly drawn into each other.Now that one has been appeased, it is naturally impossible to ignore the other. Perhaps Yanzi thinks that Xiao Yu is too young to understand anything, so she is so quiet, so she doesn't think too much about it.

Swallow told them stories, hugged them to sleep, told them to eat well before they could escape, and comforted them that they would be fine.

The Eternal Day Sect would not abuse their 'sacrifices'. Apart from the restricted movement, the three children actually had a pretty good life.

Xiao Yu finally had some communication with them, and learned that Ah Qing's family was fairly well-off, and Yan Zi was an abandoned daughter adopted by a juggling troupe.

The three of them spent a strangely warm time in the dark cellar.

……

Lu Qinghe looked at Jun Yanshan in a daze, and knew that he was remembering that time.

He didn't know it before, and he was in a state of uncertainty.But now he understands that Jun Yanshan is very sober, his brain is easier to use than anyone else, so he must remember those days.

Jun Yanshan did remember those days, but he actually... only remembered it when he came out of the closed retreat before crossing the catastrophe in his previous life.

In the days of Yongzhou, there was neither joy nor sadness at the beginning, warmth in the middle, and even greater despair at the end.His unreliable master rescued him and took him to wander around. Seeing that he was so young but so lifeless, he had no choice but to seal his memories before he was five years old.

Later, when he settled down in Wushan, the master told him that children can’t remember what happened before they were five years old. He asked other children picked up by the master, and everyone said it was like this, so he dispelled his doubts and became a normal child with peace of mind. .

It is also thanks to his unreliable master that he was able to bring a young and mature world-weary child into such a cheerful and confident appearance that no one could see that there was once a child named 'Little Feather' who didn't know anything about the world. expect.

Lu Qinghe put Jun Yanshan down, and forcibly led him to the village. Anyway, he has no cultivation level now, and he can't break free.

Jun Yanshan was dragged around the village, and the restoration was really comprehensive, and some small details were not missed. He was very puzzled by this: "What are you doing to restore the stronghold taught by Yongzhou? Don't you really want to give up?" of?"

Lu Qinghe: "Yes, I miss you."

Jun Yanshan couldn't see his expression, and didn't know whether what he said was true or not, "I remember, you are obviously closer to Sister Yanzi..."

Lu Qinghe squeezed his hand and pinched him severely.Jun Yanshan was in pain, feeling baffled, "Take care of this body, okay, it's your own anyway."

Lu Qinghe turned his head and stared at him strangely for a long time.

A not-so-good thought came to Jun Yanshan's mind, "...No way."

Lu Qinghe chuckled, and patted Jun Yanshan on the head as if praising, "Ayan is so smart, that's how I thought of it."

Sure enough, this is not the first time for Lu Qinghe to change his body. He doesn't want to know who the original owner of this shell is...

"No wonder you are so open-minded, you dare to write that kind of book." Jun Yanshan whispered, but Lu Qinghe still heard it.

"What kind of book?" He asked knowingly.

Jun Yanshan was confused for a while, but he still couldn't help asking the question he cared about the most, "Then you really like Xie Xuelou?"

"I like it." Lu Qinghe replied leisurely, and suddenly put his face in front of Jun Yanshan, "So I plan to kill you, and then take him by force!"

"..." Well, Jun Yanshan is now sure that those pornographic books were indeed written by this person.

Wouldn't it be good for you to engage in the pursuit of Yangjian people?