Nine Star Burden

Under the guidance of the wildlings, Jiang Xiao found the residence of He Zhongyang.

This is a large wooden house, most notably one with a courtyard with some unknown flowers, mostly white and yellow, and a small mailbox in front of the fence.

This mailbox wrapped around flowers and vines is very affectionate. On the little mailbox door, it says two words: “Knock on the door”!

Jiang Xiao thinks it should be out of the hands of Lady Yue. It is estimated that it is difficult to set rules for the wildlings. During the time she lived here, she should have been broken into by the wildlings...

Jiang Xiaomie walked through the fence, stepped on the stone road, smelled the flowers flowering with a peculiar fragrance, stood in front of the door and knocked gently on the door.

Soon, the door opened.

Jiang Xiao saw a "giant baby”!

Well... you can't use "baby” to describe this kid who opened the door.

This wildlings figure and appearance is obviously a child, but in size, he is already bigger than Jiang Xiao.

“He Chongyang?” Jiang Xiao asked.

The giant wildling child stunned, turned around and slipped into the cabin.

Jiang Xiaoyin heard a cry and he hurriedly walked in. This wooden house was not small. Jiang Xiao followed the sound, walked through the corridor and walked into the room door on the right.

This is a small living room with two more rooms inside, Jiang Xiao quickly walked past and stopped in front of the second bedroom.

Inside the bedroom, He Shengyang was crying on the bed. Around the big window, there were four wildling children, comforting He Shengyang. One of the children was the one who opened the door, and he was obviously anxious to express something.

“Eh?” He Zhongyang raised his head, curled his legs, sat up, a beautiful pair of large eyes slightly swollen, “Really? ”

When in doubt, she had seen Jiang Xiao at the door.

“Wow, Jiang Xiao, you're out!” He Zhongyang jumped out of bed, and a small slip of smoke ran over and stuck his head in Jiang Xiao's arms.

“Hmm." Jiang Xiao was pushed backwards by a huge impact, and his chest was also hit with pain.

Is this chick... a little iron in the head?

Jiang Xiao patted Ho Zhongyang's little head and asked with a smile: "Are these your friends? ”

Jiang Xiao looked at the four wildling children, two men and two women, mostly curious to look at Jiang Xiao's mask.

“Mm-hmm.” He Zhongyang whispered, his head buried in Jiang Xiao's arms and nodded gently.

“You're 14 years old, why are you crying?” Jiang Xiaoxiao said with a smile.

“Yay, you bastard, I'm not worried about you... I'm afraid you'll be...” He Zhongyang pushed away Jiang Xiao, pointing his finger at Jiang Xiao's nose, saying half the words, but I can't say it.

Jiang Xiao relieved her embarrassment and said: "Okay, wipe your tears. I told Blu that we would eat roasted fish at night. ”

He Shengyang's emotions came fast and she went fast. She sucked on her nose and didn't have any more problems with the subject. She turned to several wildling children in the house and said, “I'm fine. Go out and play. I'll find you later. ”

Several wildling children still looked at Jiang Xiao curiously and ignored He Zhongyang's words.

“Hey, you kids!” He Shengyang stepped in and began to humiliate people.

Several wildling children are unusual owners, one jumped out of the bedroom window and turned around to make a ghost face at He Chongyang...

“Oh, my flowers! Careful, don't step on my flowers! You dead kids..." He Chongyang pulled the window frame with his hands and stamped his feet at the street.

Jiang Xiao's mouth awkwardly smoked.

“Hsiang.” He Zhongyang turned around and forked his hands and waist, looking like he was in a bad mood.

Jiang Xiaoyu said: "Dead son? ”

“Hey, hey.” He Zhongyang stunned for a moment, and then, with that peculiar silly smile on his cute little face, “my mom used to say to me, hey. ”

Jiang Xiao walked out of the bedroom and sat in the seat of the small living room. “Looks like you're living well here. ”

“Of course, my mom said I was a strong girl who could handle all the difficulties!” He Zhongyang clenched his little fist, lifted his chest, and the bone necklace on his chest made a tiny noise.

Jiang Xiao consciously wanted to pull out a few coins and throw them over...

Jiang Xiao curiously asked: "Why did you choose a long gun as your weapon? And I saw your fight, and your weapon didn't seem to have been used very well. ”

Hearing this, He Zhongyang's little face collapsed, and she stepped over and sat on the wooden chair opposite the wooden table.

She looked angry and said: “Grandpa the chief said that my star chart is a long gun, so it suits me, but I can't use that thing, and I still like to hit people. If I can't hit them, I'll grow up and kick them! ”

“Oh, your star chart is a rifle?” Jiang Xiao is interested, "he said." May I see it? ”

“Of course.” He Shengyang stood up, revealing a blue-backgrounded star.

Starpower flows like a river, a bizarre-shaped, “well” shaped heavy weapon.

Jiang Xiao's face looks a little strange. Is he really the son of God?

Jiang Xiaoqiao said softly: “You said that you woke up after your mother left. ”

“Mmm.” He Zhongyang nodded.

"" Chief Blue didn't recognize this weapon, "said Jiang Xiao." If your mother were here, she would tell you the name of this weapon. ”

He Shengyang said curiously: "What is this? ”

"Although this weapon has a gun head, it should be called a" trident, "said Jiang Xiao." It is a special trite, and it has a unique name: Fang Tian Painting Trident. ”

“Wow.” He Zhongyang's eyes lit up, “Fang Tian Painting Trident? Sounds awesome. ”

Jiang Xiao nodded his head: “In our Huaxia history, we have made the master of long guns as many as cow hair and many with trite, but the master of drawing trite with Fang Tian, truly brilliant, one hand can count. ”

“Wow...” He Zhongyang opened his little mouth, wiped his reddish eyes, and even sucked his little nose, “Tell me the story, tell me the story, my mother always tells me the story. ”

"'Next time I'll bring you some storybooks to open your eyes,' said Jiang Xiao. If you practiced guns simply, it would be a waste of such a special star chart. The number of passes between guns and trits, especially those of Fang Tian Painting, should be very different. ”

He Chongyang's focus was obviously unexpected, and she hurried to say: “Next time? Are you leaving? ”

Jiang Xiao: "Ah? ”

He Zhongyang just wiped away his tears and now his voice is a little choked: “Are you going to leave me like your mother, like your third brother? ”

Jiang Xiao: “...”

Same as Brother San?

This girl, she actually... knows everything?

Is she cooperating with the wildlings, or is she simply deceiving herself?

Jiang Xiao: “This..."

“Don't leave, don't go. After Mom left, I was the only one here.” He Chongyang quickly walked up and grabbed Jiang Xiao's palm. “Stay here, I'll take you to eat the bayonet, okay? ”

Jiang Xiao: “...”

He Shengyang raised a layer of fog in his eyes. He dragged Jiang Xiao to his feet and stood up. His mouth shredded. He said: "Go, I'll take you to eat the spinach fruit. It's good... it's delicious...”

“Hmm..." Jiang Xiao was dragged out of the cabin by her. In a hurry, he saw her stepping on several flowers in the courtyard.

The two men crossed the wildling tribe, heading west along a clear river, and a few minutes later they saw a low purple fruit tree.

“There's a sting. Oh, there's a sting.” He Zhongyang slipped into the fruit forest.

Low, but also relative to the working wildlings. These fruit trees also have the appearance of one meter five or six, thanks to Jiang Xiao's perceived star technique to find her figure in the fruit forest.

She's in a hurry. She's in a hurry.

Seems to be trying to find something.

“Zhongyang...” Jiang Xiao opened his mouth and broke into the fruit forest.

The pungent fruit tree swayed for a while. He Zhongyang's face bore a lane scratch, drilled out, and there was silk and blood on his little hand. He carried a purple, long punctured fruit and handed it to Jiang Xiao: “This, this largest, should be ripe. ”

Looking at her tearful eyes, it was filled with a begging expression, making Jiang Xiao's heart particularly unpleasant.

He pressed his hand against He Zhongyang's head and rubbed it gently, sighing silently.

......

At night, in the wildlings tribe.

Under the bright moon, by a huge campfire, the wildlings sang and danced to celebrate today's victory.

They circled around a huge campfire, walking clockwise, one after the other, on the shoulders of their companions in front, happily singing songs that Jiang Xiao did not understand.

Not far away, Chief Blue sat on the ground, looking at the people's joyful scene, emotional, his eyes finally stopped on the quiet He Zhongyang.

For a bonfire dinner like this, she was supposed to be the happiest, most fierce child to play with, but today, she was sitting next to Jiang Xiao with her knees in her arms, looking carefully at the people beside her.

If it were normal, Jiang Xiao might be stunned by the smell of roasted fish in his hand. The long beard of strange fish is fat, and the spices on it give him a strange taste.

But today, this roasted fish with golden grease tastes like chewing wax at Jiang Xiao.

Special bamboo nuts are sour and sweet, and don't make Jiang Xiao feel any better.

He doesn't seem to belong to this hilarious bonfire dinner, which is out of line here.

Jiang Xiao softly said: “You know, I don't have the strength to protect you, I can't take you away. I may not even be able to protect myself on this planet. And you're safe here, and there's a lot of people who protect you, care about you, and you can grow up healthy. ”

He Zhongyang clasped his mouth, hugged his legs and buried his face deeply.

Jiang Xiao softly said: “I promise you, I will come back to see you. ”

He Shengyang's voice came out: “Where are you going? ”

Jiang Xiao was silent and half-hearted. "Where are you going? Where are you going? ”

He Shengyang said, “Why are you leaving? Why don't you stay? ”

Jiang Xiaozuo mumbled, "I want to explore the world, I want to know what it really looks like. ”

He's thinking about the world, and she just wants him to stay.

He Zhongyang reached out his little hand and gently grabbed Jiang Xiao's corner: “It's dangerous outside, stay with me, okay? I can play with you every day. ”

Jiang Xiao deeply sighed. If it weren't for a single death, I wouldn't have found this place, I wouldn't have met you, and I wouldn't have found this wildlings tribe that had been enlightened.

He Chongyang: “I'll pick you a prick. ”

Jiang Xiaoyang grabbed He Zhongyang's small hand. With the help of the wildling witch, He Zhongyang punched a wildling man several times, and the wound on his palm gradually healed.

Jiang Xiao: “Next time I come back, I'll bring you some stars. You have too few stars. There are only six stars. You can become strong. ”

Unique living environment for girls at the peak of the galaxy, only six stars.

Three came from the Ape Ghost clan and three from fellow wildlings who died in the war.

He Shengyang's voice is getting lighter and lower: “I don't want to be strong, I just want you to stay with me, like Mom, you can tell me stories and tell many stories..."

Jiang Xiao: “Xiao Zhongyang..."

He Zhongyang suddenly stood up and wiped his eyes with his arm, revealing the iconic silly smile: “Okay, Jiang Xiao. ”

Jiang Xiao looked up at her and said, "Hmm? ”

He Shengyang: “My mother said," You can't cause trouble to others. You have to listen to me, you have to understand me. I'll wait for you next time. Be sure to come! ”

Jiang Xiao's actions were as if they had been rated. At a moment like this, maybe she would cry better.

Jiang Xiao's heart was trembling as she watched her tears flowing and grinning and grinning.

“Come on, let's hook up, keep the promise!” He Zhongyang reached out his little hand and raised a pinky finger.

Jiang Xiao slowly raised his hand and extended his pinky finger.

Last time, someone made a deal with him, it was a stubborn Captain Huaxia.

“No, no, thumbs together... that's right!” He Chongyang dragged Jiang Xiao, “Come on, I'll take you dancing. ”

Jiang Xiao was dragged up and ran into the roundabout of wildlings.

He Chongyang stripped Jiang Xiao's body and jumped on his back. He rode directly on his neck, barely closing the height gap with the wildlings. He shouted: "Listen to my orders! Follow my orders! ”

“Hoo ~”

“Oh! Oh! Oh!" The wildlings shouted excitedly, and Xiao Zhongyang finally returned.

He Zhongyang raised his hands and sang out loud: “Running horses slipping up the mountain, a sliding cloud..."

Jiang Xiao was slightly stunned, and even more stunned, the wildlings circling around the campfire with their shoulders joined the songs of Huaxia: “The end slips in...”

Looks like there's a lot left for them to wish for.

“Yoo-hoo! Ha ha!” He Zhongyang's eyes swollen and his hands clapped with excitement.

“The moon bends...”

......

Late at night, the song finally broke up.

In the wooden house, a crow stood in the window, looking at the girl asleep in her bed, and for a long time it spread its wings and flew into the night sky.

On the bed, He Zhongyang silently opened his eyes, barefoot, jumped out of the bed, his hands picked up the window, looked up at the crow flying to the moon, tears could no longer hold out, poured out.

The third year after her mother left, another person broke into her world and left.

She ran out with tears and stepped barefoot on the land.

She ran out of the tribe, across the open plain, running along the river, into the birch grove, into the cemetery.

Under the glorious moon,

Little figure, standing alone in front of a grave.

He Shengyang kept wearing tears and crying silently.

“He's gone, he doesn't want me, you don't want me, and Brother San doesn't want me, whoo..."

“He won't come back. He won't come back. You're all liars. You promised to stay with me forever...”

Pfft... Pfft...

He Zhongyang opened his eyes, turned his head, and blurred his gaze. The dark crow flashed its wings, flying into front of him and turning into an adult.

“Mmm.” He Zhongyang shouted, but in the position of a princess, he was held in his arms and walked out of the cemetery.

He Zhongyang grabbed Jiang Xiao's shirt: “Are you... not leaving? ”

Jiang Xiao: “Go, I'll go when you can stand the day you won't cry. ”

He Zhongyang's face rubbed Jiang Xiao's chest and didn't say another word.

Jiang Xiao sighed, step-by-step to the Caveman tribe, raised his head and saw the clean moon in the night sky.

Meanwhile,

Earth, in a military camp on the outskirts of Tidu.

A figure stood in front of a military transport plane, and he was dressed in a dark night uniform, looking up at the glorious moon.

“Think about what?” A voice came a long way.

Jiang Xiao returned to God and turned around, but saw Zhao Wenlong, accompanied by two soldiers, walking with the package.

Jiang Xiao extended his fist: “Determined? ”

Zhao Wenlong smiled, stretched out his fist and smashed into Jiang Xiao's fist slightly: “She said that she had no equivalent strength to engage with her. It was boring. You know, I like to chisel. ”

“Huh.” Jiang Xiao crooked his head, indicating the direction of the military aircraft, "go up. ”

Zhao Wenlong raised his head curiously and looked at the moon. “What about the moon? ”

“Literature is not enough.” Jiang Xiao smiled and grabbed Zhao Wenlong's shoulder and stepped aboard, "just too many stories. ”

...

Four thousand eight hundred words, ask for some tickets.