Chapter 2 The Story of the Year of Lost Soul

I nodded and stretched out my right hand. He quickly grabbed my hand and spread my palm, and a lifelike sword-shaped mark appeared in his sight. The middle-aged man did not have the previous excitement. He let go of my hand, calmed down, looked into my eyes and said, "I'm sorry, I'm Bai Renqing, and my wife's name is also Li Wan, but we don't have a son, only a six-year-old daughter, Bai Xianxian. I don't know your master. I'm sorry to read your letter. ."

Hearing the words of the middle-aged man, I was stunned like being struck by lightning. After waiting for me to react, the middle-aged man said with a tired face, "In the forest, I'm tired. Send off the guests!"

On the stairs, a five- or six-year-old girl with two horns braided like porcelain dolls looked at all this curiously with her big eyes, and then turned to run upstairs.

"Five days. There are still five days left for 16 years, and Mo'er should come back.

A beautiful woman who seemed to be in her thirties sat at the end of the bed and looked at the calendar drawn on the wall one circle after another and said to herself. There was a big red circle in the middle of the calendar, and there was a date in the middle of the circle. The beautiful woman sighed sadly and said, "I don't know if Moer can come back." The tone is full of worry.

At this time, a little girl jumped in from the door and threw it into the arms of the beautiful woman and couldn't come out. The beautiful woman looked at her daughter in her arms affectionately and said with a smile, "Xian'er, what's wrong?"

The little girl who asked Xian'er raised her little head from the beautiful woman's arms and asked childishly, "Mom, does Xianxian have a brother?"

When the beautiful woman heard her daughter's question, she couldn't help but look dark, sighed, stroked her daughter's head and said, "You are not good, eavesdrop on your mother." Suddenly, she was shocked and picked up her daughter and asked incredulously, "How do you know you have a brother? Mom didn't say you had a brother just now. Did Dad tell you?

Xian'er didn't understand why her mother had such a reaction. She said in a coquettish voice, "Just now, Xianxian wanted to play with her father, but she saw her father had guests on the stairs. Xianxian was very obedient and didn't disturb her father."

The beautiful woman asked, "Xian'er told her mother what kind of guests came to the house?"

Xian'er nodded heavily and said, "Hmm. Just now, a beautiful white brother came to the house, who is more beautiful than Xianer. He misss his father very much and looks more like his mother. As he spoke, he took out a fiber-like jade pendant from his arms. He said that his name is Bai Mo, and his beautiful name is as beautiful as the slender one. He also said that he had a father with the same name as his father, and a mother with the same name as his mother. Mom, does Xianxian have a brother? You hid him and didn't let him play with Xianxian? Mom, mom..."

Hearing her daughter's words, the beautiful woman couldn't sit still any longer. She put down her daughter and quickly rushed out and ran downstairs. Only the slender child who keeps calling "Mom" in the back is left in the bedroom.

I don't know how I came out of the manor, how long I have been, and I don't know where I will go. He walked aimlessly like a walking corpse and kept walking. Is all this just a farce, a joke played by God? Am I just a wild child with only a master? In the past two years, I have been running, how many times have I passed through this city, and how many times have I made up my mind to leave. When everything became a thing of the past, I washed away the lead and welcomed my new life. Unexpectedly, life gave me a big joke. For the first time, I felt how much I longed for father's love and mother's love. The master gave me a unique learning to give me love, but he couldn't give me a love to belong to. I'm like a homeless child. My master is nowhere to be found, and my parents don't know where they are. The world is so big that there is no place for me!

I looked at the mountains and forests in the distance. The sun fell, the birds returned to their nests, and everything was hidden. Everything in heaven and earth is still at this moment, still in silence. Only a restless heart is beating constantly, which is very messy. The first star appeared in the sky, and the moon hung high in the sky, with insects and songs. It was a good time to perform the moonlight sonata, but no one paid attention to the beauty of nature. The stars all over the sky shine, telling, listening, alone, and endless stories converge into the Milky Way, across the sky. I walked quietly, forgot everything, and only remembered the painful pain and endless sadness.

Under the moonlight, memories kept driving in the breeze, and I remembered two years ago...

One day, in a valley full of strange flowers and plants, deep trees, like a fairyland, a young man in a white gown practiced his sword in the valley open space. One move was as if it were natural. Every sword was stabbed out, and the sword spirit overflowed, stirring up dust arrays. In the pavilion next to him stood a young man dressed in white, with a beautiful face but could not hide his domineering. He looked at the teenager leaping in the dust with approval, as if recalling and admiring.

Seeing that the teenager practicing sword gradually became selfless, the young man smiled cunningly, stretched out his hand and pointed gently, and a huge water ball was formed from his fingertips. The young man's fingers gently drew an arc in the air, and the water ball quickly flew towards the teenager practicing sword not far away. The teenager seemed to be confused about the scene around him and continued to wave the sword in his hand. Just as the water polo was about to touch the teenager, the teenager gently turned to the side, as if intentionally or unintentionally, avoiding the attack of the water polo. The young man smiled gently, his middle finger was clasped, a crisp ringing finger exploded in the air, and the water ball cracked in response. The blue light flashed on the teenager's body and was instantly submerged by water.

The young man smiled and said, "Moer, your kung fu is advanced again."

I came out of the water curtain with a smile without any water on my body and said, "Of course, thanks to my intelligence and high understanding, otherwise I don't know how many times I have been harmed by you."

The young man, that is, my master, was not angry because of my ridicing. He said, "It seems that I have taught well."

I curled my lips and said, "You are ashamed to say that I was just about to ask you why I was in such a good mood today and didn't sleep."

The master looked up at the sun in the sky and said, "It's okay. I just want to cheat you."

I made a grimace at him and said, "Take advantage of the fun and come back. It's okay. Don't take it to heart. There will be a chance in the future. You can slowly adapt to this feeling of returning."

The master glanced at me and said, "I'm afraid there will be no such opportunity in the future."

I looked up and down at the master and looked at him with a very suspicious eye and said, "You seem to have said this many times. How long are you going to sleep this time?"

The master came down from the pavilion, looked at me with a sad face, and said, "I'm afraid the master's time is running out. Moer, let the teacher beat you again."

I immediately rushed to the side of my master, looked at the master with an alarmed face, and asked, "Master, I still think you can still live for thousands of years. You are very old and have a 20-year-old face. This is simply a lie. How can a magnificent figure like you say that there is no Don't scare me."