Li Menglong hurriedly ran to the house and saw the broken mansion from afar. He didn't know what had happened, and he staggered and ran towards the Li mansion. As soon as he turned into the mansion, he was frightened by the scene in front of him. The corpses everywhere, broken limbs and broken arms, and blood flowed into a river. The whole yard seemed to be covered with bright red cloth, and the strong smell of blood was like a beast seeing prey, drilling into his nostrils. He slapped on the ground with a "wow" sound and he slapped. At this moment, his spirit was broken. His head seemed to be filled with paste, and he couldn't function. After fear crawled through his whole body, he kept trembling, cold sweat rushed down his cheeks, and his whole body seemed to be washed.

He raised his head with difficulty and glanced at the hellish scene in the distance. In an instant, his pupils dilated and his mouth widened. Fear filled his face. At that moment, the world seemed to no longer exist. The wind stopped, everything stopped, and the surroundings were so quiet that he had forgotten his breath. He couldn't believe the scene in front of him. He shouted in his heart: "No! This is not true! This is a nightmare!"

He rolled and crawled forward for a short distance, but he didn't know how many times he fell until he got there. He looked up and saw the figures of his father and mother snuggling each other overlapping, their expressions were peaceful, as if they were just asleep. They must be having a beautiful dream, a beautiful dream that would never wake up. He trembled and stretched out his hand, and he wanted to make sure that none of this was true, all of this was just an illusion, all of this was just a nightmare, how much he wished he could wake up soon.

He stretched his hand forward with difficulty, and suddenly, his hand hovered in the air. The extreme fear made him tremble all over, and the hand trembled even more. Finally, he made up his mind and reached out and touched his mother's face gently. The feeling was so real that he could clearly feel that there was a hint of warmth on his mother's face. But how much he hoped that this was really just a dream, just a realistic dream. His eyes were empty and dull, and he stared at them with his head tilted, and he slowly

He retracted his hand and gently touched his face. The temperature of his mother's skin remained at the fingertips. At this moment, the world collapsed and the end of the world came; at this moment, everything disappeared, only peace. He threw himself into his father, his mother's arms, and cried loudly. At this moment, the wind was rising. At this moment, the ink thunder rolled. The heaven and earth changed color. A thunder exploded in the air, illuminating Li Menglong's distorted and deformed face due to pain. It illuminated all the sins in the world, which were ugly.

Li Menglong may never understand why it was a beautiful and warm paradise just now, but it became a cold and dark hell in the next second. Yes, there are many things in this world that cannot be predicted by mortals. The will of heaven is difficult to resolve, and the holy heart is difficult to judge. The wind seems to be mixed with singing from afar:

"Where the hair is pouring, the flowing light is overflowing, the brilliant pen is slightly clouds, and the trivial matters of the world have been evaporated. The ink shadow is mottled, the green rain is lingering, the apricot blossoms are slightly dewed, and the infatuated wild scenery has been wiped out. Don't talk to the flowers in the evening, and the green hills do not hear the sound of anger. Don't lose your tenderness, make your heart full of love, and make your heart messed up. Don't talk about Buddhist affairs in the world, don't understand the holy heart. Don't recite the great compassion mantra: It's not that blessings come, don't feel the prosperity of the heavens. No anger and resentment, and avoid impetuousness. All sentient beings are everywhere, and they must be a normal mind: don't waste it, don't regret it, your fate is bumpy, and only a normal mind can be heard...

It was noon the next day when Li Menglong woke up. Last night, he didn't know when he fell asleep. He only remembered that he had been crying. Maybe he was tired of crying, and he fell asleep unknowingly. He was a little thirsty and habitually wanted to ask his servants to get him some water. He called the maid's name in a daze, but no one answered. He was about to open his eyes and curse, but suddenly, he woke up. A few crows crows came from a distance, as if mocking him for being in a state of decline. His headache was split, his eyes were blood red, and his bloody

Si, he looked up at the parents in front of him, their expressions were still peaceful, as if they had fulfilled the long-lasting wish in his heart. Li Menglong looked at him foolishly, and tears gradually blurred his eyes. Suddenly, he saw something in his mother's hand, and he hurriedly wiped away his tears. It turned out to be a handkerchief, with only a corner of the white handkerchief, and there was a faint bright redness. He spread the handkerchief open, and pulled out the handkerchief. It turned out to be a blood letter, and Li Menglong was stunned for a moment...

"Son, when you see this blood letter, I believe that your father and I have gone to the underworld together. Son, don't be sad, don't be sad, because you are too young to see the ugliness of this world. Moreover, I don't want your innocent years to apply even a little "stain", because now you are like a piece of snow-white paper, and I don't allow any dust to stain it. Of course, I will not stain him even a trace of dust. Son, mother is sorry for you, letting your young heart suffer such a heavy blow, and I can't bear it in this huge world! But I believe that my Li family's son has no cowards! Live well

, I don't ask you to make a name for yourself, and to be glorious, just be safe and happy. In the cellar of the "Hidgau" in the back mountain of Li Mansion, there is a bag of gold buried, which I left for you specifically. These golds are enough for you to have enough food and clothing and be romantic and happy in your life. But as long as you promise me one thing, don't think about avenging us, you just need to live happily, even if you carry a hoe, build a house, and live in seclusion in the mountains, as long as you can live happily, it is my and your father's greatest wish. Son, I hope we will be a family in the next life. At that time, I will give you all the love that I have not given you in this life, and only you will be happy and safe...

After reading the blood book, Li Menglong felt infinite grievance and sadness filling his chest. He opened his mouth wide and looked up to the sky, trying to sniffle the depression and sadness in his heart. But no matter how hard he used, his throat seemed to be blocked with cotton wool, without any sound. The blue veins on his forehead burst out, and cold sweat broke out, and his whole body shook. Tears flowed down his temples into his ears, hot and itchy, soaking his temples. A breeze blew, cool. Because the tears were salty and bitter...
Chapter completed!