Li Qingfeng smiled bitterly, wondering why the child he rescued was so crazy and stupid. However, he also knew that this was probably caused by the previous corpse refining technique. It was a blessing to be able to save him. He would figure out the remaining problems later.
He touched the little boy's head, smiled at him, and asked him some other questions. This is good, the little boy started to say nothing again, and just shook his head no matter what he asked.
Li Qingfeng shook his head, ignored the little boy, and walked out of the tent.
The genius had just dawned, and the people in the caravan were already active, loading the trucks and leading the horses. The caravan was leaving Wangjia Village today, so Liu Zhen left a few people behind. After a few days, they would go into the mountains to collect the bodies of the dead.
Li Qingfeng glanced around and did not see Liu Zhen and Li Qingyuan. Instead, he saw several clan elders directing the young people to work with tired faces. After hearing a few words, he probably wanted to cut down the locust trees in the village, and then sprinkle the black dog's blood at the entrance of the village. He didn't listen anymore and went back to the tent to pat Li Qingzhu awake.
Li Qingzhu sat up, called Third Brother in a daze, wiped his face with his hands, and then realized there was another person at the other end of the tent.
He was startled and woke up completely. He looked up and saw that Li Qingfeng had no expression, and then he felt relieved.
After hesitating for a moment, the dark and thin Li Qingzhu waved to the little boy who was slightly paler: "You...hello, my name is Zhugan...ah, my name is Li Qingzhu."
The little boy had some reaction. He looked at Li Qingzhu and said vaguely: "Zhu...Ming...Ming..."
Li Qingzhu was a little dazed, glanced at Li Qingfeng, and repeated: "Obviously?"
"Ming...Ming..."
The little boy nodded vigorously several times, looking very happy, and pointed at Li Qingzhu and said: "Bamboo... bamboo..."
Li Qingfeng watched the two villains stumbling and communicating in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a little funny. He asked the two of them to come out and stayed for one night. The caravan was already preparing to return to Lijia Village.
Li Qingzhu took the lead to get out of the tent, then turned around and pulled the little boy named Mingming - let's call him Mingming for now. Even after being pulled by him, he climbed out, and his figure didn't look too clumsy.
Li Qingfeng took his two children to the lake to wash up, and got some dark cakes to eat - people in the caravan were not in the habit of eating breakfast.
While eating, he saw caravan members packing up their tents from a distance. Seeing this, Li Qingfeng went back to pack his own tent.
After Li Qingfeng finished cleaning up, the sun had already exposed most of his body. It was already Chen hour. Most of the caravan's goods were packed last night. Li Qingfeng carried the rolled tent and other luggage and put them in the car, while the two little boys followed him step by step.
"Third brother."
When he heard someone calling him, Li Qingfeng turned his head and saw Li Qingyuan walking towards him. His eyes were a little red and swollen. He must have cried again last night. It seemed that Li Qingshi's death had hit him hard.
"Second brother." Li Qingfeng greeted him. When he saw Li Qingyuan's eyes falling on the two children beside him, he pulled him aside and told him about Li Qingzhu and Mingming. Halfway through, the caravan slowly began to leave Wangjiacun. Li Qingfeng asked the two children to sit next to the car while he and Li Qingyuan walked aside. He briefly told Li Qingyuan the origin story of Li Qingzhu and Mingming, and said that he planned to let the two of them follow him first.
The atmosphere in the caravan was a bit dull, and Li Qingyuan was in a very low mood. Upon seeing this, Li Qingfeng said nothing more and quietly returned to Li Qingzhu and Mingming. There were still several days to go before reaching Lijiacun, and he planned to use this time to teach Li Qingzhu how to write a few words.
...
Four days later, Li Qingfeng's home in Lijia Village.
Li Wen sat in the study, folding his hands on his chest, frowning, and staring at the table in front of him without blinking.
There are two things on the table, a jade pendant and a simple mirror.
The bronze mirror is about the size of a palm, with a bronze body and two unicorns with teeth and claws carved on it. The mirror was dusty, and there was a small handprint on it. It looked like it had not been touched for many years.
Looking at this mirror, Li Wen's eyes were filled with surprise and uncertainty.
Many years ago, he once saved a blind man. At that time, he was still very young and enthusiastic about his book business. He was determined to travel all over the world and write quatrains that would last forever.
By chance, he met the blind man. At that time, the blind man was covered in injuries, one of his hands was broken, and he was almost out of breath. Based on the mentality of "Don't neglect a good deed for a small thing" in the book, he took the blind man back to his residence and gave him food and drink. Yes, he also asked a doctor to treat his injuries, and finally the blind man was saved.
Li Wen's eyes were a little wandering. It obviously happened decades ago, but now that he thinks about it, it seems like it was just yesterday.
That day, when the blind man woke up, instead of thanking him profusely, he smiled. His laughter seemed to still be ringing in Li Wen's ears.
"Haha, I thought that I would live a glorious life, but in the end I would end up like this... Ridiculous! Extremely ridiculous!"
At that time, Li Wenwen thought he had saved a madman and shook his head to let him leave. However, what happened next overturned his understanding of the world since he was born.
A flaming dragon that was more than eight feet long sprang out from the blind man's body. The dragon circled around the blind man, then roared, and pounced on Li Wen. At that time, Li Wen was frightened to the ground, but found that the flame dragon had no warmth at all. Its scales scraped against his body, and he could even feel a little bit of coolness.
After a while, both the dragon and the blind man disappeared, leaving only a mirror and a jade pendant. At the same time, the blind man's voice sounded in Li Wen's mind. He said that all descendants of Li Wen should touch the mirror. If the mirror shines, give the jade pendant to the child. He also said that Li Wen was short of water in his destiny. As long as he made up for this, it would not be a problem for the family.
At that time, Li Wen was convinced of this. He just felt that he had met a god in the sky. From then on, he no longer had any interest in his previous ambitions. Finally, he returned home, got married and had children.
At first, he asked each of his children to touch the mirror, but the mirror had no reaction. Unwilling to give up, he searched the whole village for children to touch the mirror, but there was no response. As time passed, he gradually gave up and regarded what he had encountered back then as a dream.
But just today, just now, this mirror lit up.
Li Wen's eyes stayed on the mirror, then he raised his head and looked at the closed door.
When he entered the door just now, he saw his little daughter Li Qingqing holding this bronze mirror and looking left and right. The mirror glowed red, flickering as if it was breathing.
At that moment, memories from decades ago suddenly appeared in his mind. He rushed forward and snatched the bronze mirror. Li Qingqing was frightened by him and ran out of the room crying loudly. And the moment he took the bronze mirror, the red light on the mirror disappeared.
The blind man's voice from decades ago echoed in Li Wen's ears, and he cast his eyes on the jade pendant on the table.
