Supreme Emperor of Swords: 0003, about memory

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Update Time: 2013-04-30

Ding Hao tightly held the fist of own, and his heart was surging.

He swears to own that one day own and cultivate will become peerless profound art, with peerless force, standing alone in Juefeng, one sword defeating heroes, a glance at the hills.

Of course, now he is just a sweeping little servant nothing more with status Underground.

No one noticed him.

Leaving the square announcement area and following a winding path, Ding Hao quickly came to the Inquiring Sword Zonghoushan area.

Compared with Qianshan magnificent, which is as beautiful as human Immortal Realm, simply in the back mountain area is a slum in dirty, messy, rundown.

The thorns are dense, the terrain is sinister, and the rocks are overgrown, just like demon.

The daily garbage generated by tens of thousands of people up and down Inquiring Sword will be dumped under the stone forest and the cliff on the other side of this sloping rocky forest. accumulated over a long period of time of in the last ages, wind and sun, garbage Corruption and fermentation has made the stench unpleasant and snakes and rats walking around.

The air is filled with a pungent smell, simply is like **** common.

But in this rugged rocky forest behind the mountains, large and small shacks were built next to each other, densely packed, just like the Brazilian slums of the previous life, where there were no fewer than 3,000 people living in tael|two.

The former Ding Hao lived here.

"It seems that this is Inquiring Sword Sect's slum area. Meow a little. It seems that father ca n’t get rid of the fate of cockroaches in the past and present life, and can only slowly attack."

According to the memory of Ding Hao, most of the people living in this pile of **** gangs are inferiors of Inquiring Sword [Logistics Cleaning Group].

These people are not warriors. They have no strong power and cannot survive in the wild demon. They can only rely on humble physical labor to be protected by Inquiring Sword Sect's. They live in Houshan. They are like ants in this dangerous world surrounded by demon. common is struggling to survive.

Beside the curved path tael|two, all thatched huts are built along the stone wall and stone forest.

The thatch under the feng shui sun has turned into a deep black, and a thick layer of years accumulates.

The laughter and laughter of the sorrowful bare-chested child are heard everywhere, and a faint scent comes from some cottages, and the smoke rises in the air, which is full of vitality in this small and dirty area.

Along the way, many people greeted Ding Hao enthusiastically.

All are friends whom this former owner of body met.

Ding Hao smiled on his face, responding warmly and friendly to everyone.

In the blink of an eye, through the narrow path, the rear of slum area is close to the garbage dump, and then 3,000 kilometers inwards, it is a bottomless abyss of cliffs.

On the edge of the garbage dump, there is a surprisingly impressive green︳︳

Dozens of verdant green saplings chanted crash-bang in the evening breeze of sunset, like a group of green's weak spirit dancing, and the blue fenced courtyard surrounded the well-built thatched house among tael|two, which was scattered.

Although the entire courtyard is the closest place to the garbage dump in slum area, this piece of green is like a green state in the desert. It makes people shine when they see it, and they feel much better in an instant.

This is Ding Hao's [home].

He pushed open the fence door and gently entered the courtyard.

More than twenty flower pots are neatly placed in the yard. The wildflowers planted in the yard are very common, and the roadside of field before the mountain road. Such wildflowers can be seen everywhere, unobtrusively, and even regarded as miscellaneous. The grass was pulled out, but it was beautiful here.

Ding Hao fiddled with the flowers and plants in the yard for a while, and then pushed the door into the hut.

sunset shines in from behind the window, and the light is slightly dim.

There is no furniture in the room.

A broken wooden bed covered with thin cloth, an Eight Immortals table without one leg, a stone-built stove, a black iron pan, a simple stove, and some broken crocks, which are filled with The thing, such as pickles and cured meat, and some simple daily utensils hanging on the hut wall are already very shabby.

The only thing that catches the eye is a female little cotton jacket hanging on the wall of the main entrance.

This cotton-padded jacket worn by a girl of about five or six years old is made of extremely rough earthen cloth, and the workmanship is very ordinary, but it is very clean and clean, and the red and bright colors give this monotonous hut Added portion warmth and color.

When Ding Hao pushed the door in, he saw this little cotton jacket at first glance.

The clothes that this is younger sister Ding Ke'er wore before disappearing.

In my memory, it was the snowy afternoon three years ago. When Ding Hao came back from the day of the day, he found that the younger sister waiting at home suddenly disappeared.

He looked like a madman everywhere in the slums.

Later, many people said that when they saw a mysterious woman wearing white-clothed, like Fairy Maiden common, she did n’t know why she appeared in the thatched hut. When she passed the hut, she took away the crying Little Loli Ding Ke'er.

Later, the former Ding Hao found a line of words that he had neglected on the wooden pillars of the hut ︳︳

"This girl has a relationship with me, and can repair my Grand Dao. South Territory, Muhuang Tianji(heaven's secret) left words."

The handwriting is completely as if made by heaven, and it is coming out through the column. It contains strange powers. Ordinary people will be dizzy after watching it for a long time. Many people in the slums have seen it. They all believe that it is an extremely powerful peerless. People stay.

But who is this Muhuang Tianji(heaven's secret)?

No one knows.

The only thing that is certain is that the Southern Territory is very far away, very far away, and even as far as the average person rides a fast horse, without eating, drinking, or staying, he will not be able to walk throughout his life.

After the disappearance of Ding Ke'er, red little cotton jacket, all the thoughts of the former Ding Hao in the past three years have been pinned.

At the moment, when I saw red little cotton jacket, a memory seemed to flow into the mind of Ding Hao unstoppably like tide common, and the fragments that depended on younger sister flashed like a movie lens, and at the same time, a deep four years in the bone marrow Like wild grass that breeds, it spreads irresistibly in the depths of Ding Hao's soul.

"Elder Brother, why did mom and dad not want us? Where did they go?"

"Elder Brother, Ke'er is hungry, you make porridge for Ke'er, Ah?"

"Wow, what a beautiful cotton-padded jacket, Elder Brother, is it really for Ke'er? Oh, thank you Elder Brother!"

"Elder Brother, when I grow up, I must give Elder Brother good food every day ..."

"Elder Brother ..."

The familiar and crisp voice of Little Loli seemed to haunt his ears. Ding Hao was standing at the door, tears slipping out of his eyes uncontrollably, and there was an almost uncontrollable impulse in his heart. I wanted to rush out immediately and found younger sister back.

Ding Hao does not want to cry.

But involuntarily.

An irrepressible sorrow and impulse pervaded his entire soul.

Ding Hao knew that this is's affection and thoughts about the missing younger sister's deep marrow affect the mood of own because of memory fusion.

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