Jiang's mother cried so hard that she pulled Jiang Yuan and asked, "Xiao Yuan, tell me, who did this? Who killed your father?"

There was a trace of murderous intent in Jiang Mu's eyes, which Lin Zhihui had never seen before.

Jiang Yuan's eyes were stained with tears. The whole heart felt as quiet as death. Jiang Yuan said word for word, "Lu Zongzhen forced dad to death!"

Lu Zongzhen was him again, the culprit who murdered his fellow disciples. Lin Zhihui's heart was lit with a fire, which grew stronger and stronger, and he swore secretly in his heart.

Lin Zhihui walked out of the door. Jiang Yuan noticed that he had moved, stood up and grabbed him, asking, "Where are you going?"

"Go kill that villain and avenge my parents and Uncle Jiang!"

Jiang Yuan roared at him, "You don't want your life. If you go, you are seeking death. If I could kill him, I would have killed him long ago!"

Jiang Yuan's words woke Lin Zhihui up. What he did was just stupid anger and would not help.

Lin Zhihui turned around and helped Jiang Chushan up. Jiang's mother supported him on the other side and sent him to the house. How could Uncle Jiang sleep outside?

Jiang's mother carefully took off Jiang Chushan's boots, then filled a plate of water and put it inside the house, saying, "Xiaoyuan, Xiaohui, you go back first, I'll be alone with your father for a while."

Jiang Mu's dark color is dim, but her movements are as smooth as usual. Lin Zhihui looked at it, nodded, and pulled Jiang Yuan out.

How could Lin Zhihui not understand Jiang Yuan's mood? Jiang Yuan's punch hit the peach tree outside the door. There were thin spits on the peach tree, and blood oozed from the wound on Jiang Yuan.

Lin Zhihui quickly bandaged him up and looked at him distressedly, what else could he do at this time?

Lin Zhihui had just experienced the pain of losing his family, but for Lin Zhihui, Jiang Chushan was also his second biological father. At this time, his heart was like being eaten away by thousands of ants.

Jiang Yuan said, "Xiao Hui, are you okay with your mother? It's better for my father to rest early."

Lin Zhifu asked, "What are you going to do?"

"It's okay, I'm going out for a walk. I just happened to buy something for my father."

After watching Jiang Yuan go out and walk on the broad road, Lin Zhihui turned back with confidence. But what happened next in the room made Lin Zhihui suffocate with pain and discomfort, as if a god of death had inserted itself into his neck and was trying to kill him!

——Jiang’s mother was lying in a sea of blood. Next to it was a suicide note soaked in blood.

Lin Zhihui moved step by step to Jiang Mu's side and put his hand to his mouth. Without breathing at all, Lin Zhihui squatted on the ground, holding Jiang Mu's head, and started crying more and more.

Lin Zhihui still remembered the question she asked yesterday, will you be my son?

Lin Zhihui pressed his chest. In fact, I feel honored and happy to be your son. Not only will I be your son in this life, but I will also be your son in the next life. Can you wake up? Wake up!

Lin Zhihui hugged Jiang's mother and cried for a long time. There were two corpses in the room. They were once his parents, his most beloved parents. Now one was lying in his arms and the other was lying on the bed. Lin Zhihui seemed to suddenly The child fell into the abyss, fear, hatred, killing, slander, these words came to my mind.

It was already dark when Jiang Yuan came back. The two of them hadn't eaten anything all day, but they didn't feel hungry at all.

When Jiang Yuan came back, he didn't know that Jiang's mother was dead. He brought back his father's favorite drink, February Red, but he never drank alcohol when he was on Qingdi Mountain. If he dies, he will definitely make his father drink more.

Jiang Yuan opened the door and saw the three people in the room. The February Red in his hand suddenly fell to the ground, and the wine spilled on the ground, not a drop left.

Lin Zhihui opened his eyes cutely. They were very swollen from crying for too long, and asked, "Where have you been? I searched all over Qingdi Mountain and couldn't find you!"

Jiang Yuan ran over and hugged Jiang's mother's body, asking, "What happened to mother? Why is she bleeding so much? What happened to her? What happened?!"

Jiang Yuan asked knowingly, just because he didn't want to wake himself up and wanted to leave himself room for fantasy.

Lin Zhifan said, "After you left, Aunt Jiang was already like this when I walked in. This is the suicide note she left behind."

Jiang Yuan quickly opened the suicide note, which read, "Xiao Yuan, Xiao Fan, I am leaving to find your father, otherwise he will be very lonely. I also know that you have grown up, so I am relieved to leave. You will encounter many difficulties in the future. Mother believes that you can overcome them one by one. Please forgive mother for being so selfish. Mother can't do anything and mother can't help you. Mother is sorry for you. The revenge of your father and Xiao Fan's parents is left to you! Mother is gone, don't miss me!"

After reading these words, Jiang Yuan's tears fell one after another, quietly but shockingly.

Lin Zhihui stood up and gently held Jiang Chushan's arm, saying, "Let them rest in peace as soon as possible, and we must avenge them!"

"If you don't take revenge, you will never be a human being!" These seven words were deeply imprinted in Lin Zhihui's heart.

The tablets of Jiang Chushan and Jiang's mother were not placed in the main hall. Jiang Yuan swore that after Lu Zongzhen was eliminated, the tablets of his parents, Lin Feng and Shen Lan would be returned to the main hall.

Lin Zhifu asked, how did Jiang Chushan die?

Jiang Yuan looked at the tombstone, with a warm feeling in his eyes, and said, "Lu Zongzhen said in front of everyone that his father was the murderer who colluded with the expatriates to murder the leader, and it was not just those disciples of famous and upright families. They They were all murderous beasts. They contracted to kill my father and forced him to death. I stepped forward to stop him. Those beasts were worse than pigs and dogs. My father blocked the sword for me and died in front of me!

Lin Zhihui hugged him gently, crying like a child.

Lin Zhihui is not the same, but one of the two people must be strong when the other is injured.

Lin Zhihui said, "The faction is already full of spies from the Shuntian faction. Lu Zongzhen killed Uncle Jiang under the pretext of finding the murderer, but what will he do to us for a while? We must find out as soon as possible. evidence!"

"It's all in vain. Even if you put the evidence in front of them and they refuse to admit guilt, what should you do to them?"

"This group of pigs and dogs have been blinded by power. If we insist on confronting them, there will be only a dead end. So we must become strong, so strong that they can't bully us." Jiang Yuan's eyes flashed. A glimmer of light.

"What should we do? How to become powerful?" If he could become powerful in the shortest time, Lin Zhihui's first choice would be to kill the thief Lu Zongzhen!

"Lu Zongzhen colluded with the Suntian faction, so the Suntian faction is our enemy. We are a weak party. It is not enough for you and me to fight alone. Only by uniting with the Jiuyu faction may there be a glimmer of hope!"

"By the way, Han Yu also returned to Feng Tang in Chang'an, right?"

"Yes, when that happened, Han Shanzhen took him back."

"We can contact him and ask him to help us ask about the Jiuyu Sect's position."

"Can."

"I will pass the letter to him right away."

Jiang Yuan and Lin Zhihui had secret layouts and plans, and everything was done carefully. Although Lu Zongzhen hated the two of them deeply and regarded them as hidden dangers, the two of them had made no mistakes and had no clue. What should they do for the time being? ?

Lin Zhihui discovered today that someone was always following him secretly, and it must be Lu Zongzhen's spy. Jiang Yuan said he did too.

The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and the atmosphere in the party has reached its peak. Of course, there is no need to go to the academy.

Today is Laba porridge. Lin Zhihui imitated the Laba porridge that Jiang Mu had made before. He filled a bowl and brought it to Jiang Yuan. After Jiang Yuan took it, his tears became wet again.

Lin Zhihui hurriedly wiped his tears, and Jiang Yuan said, "Xiao Hui, I can't lose you anymore. I have no family except you."

It turns out that in Jiang Yuan's heart, he has always been his family.

Lin Zhihui hugged him and said, "I will always be by your side to avenge your parents and let the Hengtian Sect return to our hands again."

Jiang Yuan's eyes widened suddenly, as if he thought of something, and asked, "Xiao Hui, how many days has it been since we sent the flying pigeon letter to Han Yu? Why haven't we received a reply from him? Isn't this old man Lu Zongzhen going to let him know? Did the thief find out?"

Lin Zhihui said, "Don't worry, he shouldn't be discovered. The flying pigeon took the route planned by his father before. It is different from the regular route of the Hengtian sect. Logically speaking, it should have already arrived, and may be on the way to Xinzheng." "

Jiang Yuan felt relieved after hearing this. Lin Zhihui looked at the Laba porridge in his hand and said, "Okay, don't think so much, just try what I made."

Jiang Yuan drank half the bowl in one gulp and said, "Although it's a little inferior to what my mother made, it's already pretty good and delicious."

It was rare for Jiang Yuan to praise him like this, so Lin Zhihui also served a bowl. The taste was really good. Lin Zhihui remembered that when he was a child, he looked forward to the Laba porridge made by Jiang Mu the most. It was sweet and the glutinous rice was very fragrant. The heat is controlled very well, so the whole thing tastes better than now.

Lin Zhihui started to cry while drinking. When Jiang Yuan saw Lin Zhihui crying, he couldn't help crying.

The two seem to be the only two people left after the end of the world, two people who are helpless and dependent on each other in the face of unknown dangers and fears.

Lin Zhihui didn't know when he fell asleep. When he woke up in the morning, Jiang Yuan had been hugging him. Since returning from the desert, Jiang Yuan had been hugging him to sleep every day. The hug is tighter now.

After Lin Zhihui got up, he carried him to the bed and covered him with a quilt. Although Jiang Yuan was a little taller than Lin Zhihui, they were about the same strength, so it was easy to carry Jiang Yuan to the bed.

After finishing, Lin Zhihui went to the kitchen to cook. When Jiang Yuan woke up and saw no one around him, he ran to the kitchen and hugged Lin Zhihui from behind.

Lin Zhihui was cooking, and Jiang Yuan hugged him tightly. Lin Zhihui said, "Xiao Yuan, don't delay my cooking. Do you still want to eat? Be honest and stay aside for now."

Jiang Yuan didn't, hugging him tighter and burying his head on Lin Zhihui's shoulder, so quiet that he felt terrible.

Lin Zhihui put down the kitchen utensils, turned around, and straightened Jiang Yuan's body. Jiang Yuan's face was covered with tears.