"In the future?" Ling'er thought about it, but still couldn't understand, so she asked the little boy directly and simply: "When will it be in the future?"
Ling'er stared at the little boy with curious eyes. The little boy stared at him a little bit regretfully, as if he had made a huge mistake. He thought about it for a moment, and then took out a white jade-carved command arrow from his arms. Xiang Ling'er said: "Here! This is my promise to you. When the time comes, you can come to me with it, and I will tell you naturally. But now, the master..."
Ling'er took the command arrow and saw that there was a red rope tied to it. What I saw was that there were three red seal characters engraved on the front of the arrow, and the back looked like a totem with mountains on it.
Seeing the tears lingering in the little boy's eyes, Ling'er couldn't bear it.
Ling'er was afraid that she would cause a big trouble, and that her grandfather would make trouble for her. She stood up to persuade the little boy, swaying his arm, and said delicately: "Okay! Okay! Stop crying! Can't I stop asking? ?”
When the little boy heard Ling'er's low-pitched persuasion, he stopped immediately, wiped the tears on his face with one hand, and said with a smile, "Is what you said true?"
Ling'er curled her lips and said nothing, but she said in her heart: "I have already said it, can it still be false?"
But in order to reassure the little boy, Ling'er said reluctantly: "Of course it's true, can I still lie to you?"
The little boy was finally persuaded by Ling'er, and for a while, his crying stopped a little. However, the identity of the little boy caused Ling'er to have doubts again. After the commotion just now, Ling'er had to answer any question no matter how suspicious it was. So, she kept curling her lips until the little boy left her, and then she felt that she had lost another playmate. She could only look at the command arrow the little boy gave her. Looking at Ling Jian, it was like seeing her playmate.
Ling'er seemed to have seen the clues. The identity of the little boy was definitely a big figure. As for how old he was, she had not carefully guessed. Because Linger saw two tall figures following the little boy, both of whom were wearing white ghost-face masks. Following closely behind the little boy, he quickly disappeared from Ling'er's sight.
After waiting for a long time, grandpa finally appeared in Ling'er's field of vision. Next to grandpa, there was still the tall uncle holding a birch sword.
Seeing Grandpa's arrival, Ling'er seemed to have found a backer that could overturn him. Running, jumping, and shouting, the little child smiled and ran towards his grandfather, saying loudly: "Grandpa! Grandpa!"
Lan Yue was so happy when she saw her granddaughter running towards her. As Ling'er pounced, Lan Yue opened her arms, like an eagle eagerly supporting its cub, and picked up Ling'er.
Little Ling'er hugged her grandfather's neck, and saw her grandfather gently pinch her little nose, and said with a dimple: "Hey! Ling'er is still good! Let's go! Let's go home!"
Perhaps, he walked too hastily, and the command arrow in Ling'er's hand slipped down and fell to the ground, but was picked up by Hu Xiaotian behind him.
"Feng...Xi...yue!" Hu Xiaotian hesitated for a moment. It sounded like a person's name.
At this moment, Ling'er finally couldn't bear it anymore and hoped that her grandfather could help her find the answer.
"Grandpa, when someone asks me my name, is it okay if I don't answer?" Ling'er asked the grandpa beside her with flashing eyes.
"Ling'er, didn't grandpa tell you? It's impolite not to answer other people's questions. Why are you asking grandpa about this now? Did someone ask you just now?" Grandpa asked with questioning eyes. asked Xiang Ling'er.
In order not to make his grandfather angry, Ling'er wanted to take out the command arrow. Firstly, it could calm his grandfather's anger. Secondly, he could also ask his grandfather to help him solve the mystery. However, she searched here and there, and the command arrow disappeared without a trace. She couldn't help but look on the way back and forth.
"Ling'er, are you looking for this?" Hu Xiaotian teased Ling'er's little face and said with a smile.
The appearance of the command arrow made Lan Yue a little overjoyed. After taking the command arrow, Lan Yue wiped it hard with the edge of his sleeve, showing an unbelievable look in his eyes, and asked his little granddaughter: "Ling'er, what's going on? Coming?"
"It was given to me by a good friend of mine. He said he couldn't tell me his name yet. He asked me to take this to him later and he would tell me naturally." Ling'er answered directly.
Lan Yue squatted down, picked up the command arrow with a smile, and said to Ling'er: "Actually! He has already told you his name, but you didn't notice it."
Ling'er looked at his grandfather stupidly, then at Ling Jian, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart: "Could it be those three words that are difficult to understand?"
In Ling'er's memory, she didn't know many words. She had never seen these three unfamiliar handwriting before her. She just opened her eyes wide, trying to understand. Seeing that her granddaughter was so curious, Lan Yue told Ling'er her name directly. The command arrow in his hand made Lan Yue feel uneasy, and these three characters made him feel an unusual cold.
Looking at his granddaughter, Lan Yue smiled and said, "Ling'er, are there two people with him, and are they still wearing this on their faces?"
While speaking, Lan Yue took out a white ghost face mask from her arms and covered her face.
Aren't these familiar masks the big bad guys who want to kill grandpa and himself? Because he was too far away just now, Ling'er didn't pay special attention. Now, when her grandfather took out this thing, she immediately became frightened. She hugged her grandfather's legs with both arms and told her grandfather exactly what she saw.
Ling'er cried sadly, looking at the old face in front of him, and said: "Grandpa, are they bad people? Ling'er is afraid! Ling'er is very afraid!"
Grandpa forced a kind smile on his face, hugged Ling'er tighter, and kept saying: "Ling'er is not afraid! Ling'er is not afraid! Grandpa is here! Uh! Not to mention there is a tall uncle. Everyone is protecting you! Don’t be afraid.”
Hu Xiaotian could see the distress in Lan Yue's heart, which made him so worried. Apart from the three words on the arrow, there was probably nothing else that could make him feel so uncomfortable. In other words, to be very clear, it was this kid named Feng Xiyue. In Lan Yue's heart, although this person named Feng Xiyue is a child now, he will probably be an unusual figure in the future. He seems to have predicted that a war will inevitably happen more than ten years later.
After what Ling'er just said, Lan Yue vaguely felt that the master of this little boy named Feng Xiyue must be Tan Yang.
"It seems that you have guessed who his master is. Could it be that we killed Tan Yang? Maybe we won't do it now..." Hu Xiaotian seemed to regret it.
"Tan Yang is already very suspicious. He has already chosen the new leader of the Demon Sect. It's a pity that the little child, who was innocent, charming and intelligent, was dragged into the evil path by Tan Yang. We have embarked on a road of no return. Twenty years from now, a war will inevitably happen!" As Lan Yue spoke, a trace of sadness appeared between her eyebrows, as if the whole sky was about to collapse.
"So, twenty years from now, the world will be devastated again because of the Demon Sect?"
"This is something we can't stop. Unless twenty years from now, there will be a brave young man like you, but who can say for sure about the things in this world? I'm just worried! Today's Young man, twenty years from now, in terms of strategy and martial arts, I'm afraid he will not be inferior to Tan Yang today. By then, even if you and I want to take care of it, I'm afraid we won't be able to take care of it!" Lan Yue said decisively. "It seems! Twenty years from now, this important responsibility will have to fall on this generation of young people!"
"So, twenty years from now, only those who own the Pearl will be able to save this disaster. In addition, if you go deep into the Demon Sect, there may be a glimmer of hope. But..." Lan Yue looked at his granddaughter Ling'er. , I couldn’t help but feel a little sad.
Ling'er is Lan Yue's only concern for the rest of her life. Now that he is old, Ling'er is afraid that he will be alone and live alone. However, how could he let go. Ling'er is still so young, how can she understand all kinds of things in this world, things are right and people are different? Unless she has a wise heart and good martial arts. At the very least, can it be used during an escape! "
In order to prevent her granddaughter Ling'er from being harmed, Lan Yue only hoped that Hu Xiaotian could teach her some moves after Ling'er became wise. In addition, he also wanted to pass on his life-long energy to his granddaughter Ling'er, hoping that he could save the world in the future and save himself from fire and water. When the time comes, he would be able to give her parents the best explanation to comfort Ling'er and her father. My mother’s spirit is in heaven.
Hu Xiaotian did not refuse to teach Ling'er martial arts, but readily agreed. The time was set two years later, when Linger was five years old. Hu Xiaotian knew that he could not escape the shackles of death, so he hoped to teach Ling'er martial arts as soon as possible to prevent him from regretting it too late when he was too old!
When Ling'er heard that she wanted to learn martial arts, and it was this tall uncle who taught her personally, she was so happy that she couldn't open her mouth from ear to ear and kept hugging Hu Xiaotian's legs, asking the tall uncle in front of her to teach her immediately. Hu Xiaotian was not willing, but it was Lan Yue who coaxed him to teach him martial arts, so Ling'er let go. For a time, Hu Xiaotian could finally take a breather.
It goes by so fast, in the blink of an eye, more than half of the twelve years have passed.
There are very few people in the world who live in seclusion in the mountains and forests. Except for those officials who are tired of officialdom and sort out the world, the only ones left are the poor grassroots common people. The mountains in front of you are lush and green. In the jungle, the sound of birdsong can be heard throughout the mountains.
The grass is indeed abundant, and the tall grass tips are enough to shelter the young body. The white fur is as good as the snow falling in winter, and comparable to the jade rabbit in the moon.
But everything is not so safe. The clarion call between life and death is always on the thin line. Danger has come to the rabbit, but it does not notice it. This is a sad ending!
An arrow had already been aimed at it, and the hand on the string had not moved. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, looking a little proud, as if the prey had already been within his grasp.
With a whooshing sound, the entire rabbit was pierced by a sharp arrow. The look of desul soon covered the entire cheek.
He lifted the rabbit up with one hand, played with his words, and said with a smile: "We have some more to eat today."
After saying that, he turned around, took small steps, and ran towards his father.
