Chapter 183: Life is bright

The life of the hermit is very difficult.
If you want to eat, you need to find a way to get enough to eat. If you want to eat well, you need to work hard.
Fortunately, the four seasons in Yanxuan Valley are like spring, with abundant rain and fertile soil. If you want to grow crops, you don't need to worry about being unhappy.
Before the grain matures, the father and daughter have to obtain food by hunting, picking, and fishing.
The foster father is a capable person, and he can often get more food and medicine than the two of them. Not only that, he is good at finding gadgets that can enhance the taste of life, such as finding some plants that can be used as seasonings, such as finding some gold stones as tools, such as finding things such as flower branches for decoration.
Going to the wild with him to live in seclusion will never live a hard life. This is an old man who can surprise people.
Huanxin looked at the pig and rabbit skins hanging on the eaves every day. These are the harvest and labor of the foster father.
The furs of various animals have left their flesh and bones, and are propped up by bamboo branches, exuding a weird smell, between decay and blood, and the fur looks rather embarrassed, like a disabled person who is struggling to walk on utensils-Ruo Shuo Everything is alive. Leathers will never be satisfied with their state. The wind and rain will dry up a little bit, but they will be forcibly stretched out. They will have to be classified as artifacts in the future, constantly worn out, Eat ashes daily.
Huanxin can almost feel the depressed pain.
So she begged her foster father not to kill small animals.
The foster father is an opportunist. He will not let go of all the gains and hunts in front of him. He depends entirely on how many unlucky beasts he encounters, and he has always dismissed only what he needs.
"I'll beat more and make bacon and bacon, which can be stored later... The skin can be sewn into furnishings and furniture..." The adoptive father just thinks that the little girl is ignorant, and the primitive life depends on careful accumulation of supplies to survive. So he went on and on to popularize life principles for his adopted daughters.
"No, Xin'er just feels that even though they are beasts, they also have a family. If you lose one, you will feel sad..."
The adoptive father was a little unnatural, and he forced a smile, "The adoptive father will go and put these beasts together. It won't be sad if they are neat and tidy."
Huanxin couldn't laugh or cry, "Foster father, why are you doing this."
"Okay, Xin'er, it is the old man who is too used to you on weekdays. As a martial artist, there is no reason not to kill. You are kind by nature and weak tempered. In the future, facing the enemy, I am afraid it is not the courage to draw the sword. Nothing!" The foster father finally settled, he realized that he lacked a big part of Huanxin's education, and she needed to see blood!
"The foster father will go to the woods to catch a few rabbits. You kill them all, skin them, chop them into pieces, and the old man will eat roast rabbit meat at night."
For Huanxin, this is like a bolt from the blue, "Foster father I was wrong! Go around Xiner this time! Just be careful not to say anything, OK?"
The foster father became more and more disappointed, "Child, remember that you can be kind, but you can't be hypocritical or cowardly.
"The old man told you to kill rabbits. Why did you push three and four blocks? In fact, you don't like these animals at all, you just think you can't see blood.
"I thought that if I couldn't see it, I would be clean forever, just like those bald donkeys, talking about three clean meats, bah! What a boastful statement!
"As the saying goes, I don't kill Boren, and Boren died because of me. To kill is to kill! How can anyone think that if you don't have blood, you don't count as killing? Is it possible that the knife in your hand killed him? Haha! Daji!
"You're waiting here! Don't walk around. The old man will go and see the trap laid last night. You will kill everything you catch."
The words of the adoptive father were so mean and cold, even Frost Blade and Snow Sword couldn’t hurt people more. After listening to this, the whole person’s spirit was emptied, as if the words were like a wind, making her humble and naive soul Leaving the fleshy shell and drifting in the boundless empty and dim high altitude, she felt so cold.
The foster father was indeed a believer. He said he came back with rabbits, but he really came back with three rabbits, one big and two small.
"Kill!" The foster father's words are beyond doubt.
Well, if you tell me to kill, of course I will kill, I abandon goodness, I abandon sympathy, let me become like those wicked people.
Huanxin looked at the three hares curled up into a pair, their gray hair, dirty, and smelly, how ugly, but their eyes, the big rabbit squinted, shivering and holding two small rabbits. In the arms.
Looking at the rabbit on the ground.
He suddenly recalled the dim temple in his eyes.
The sharp knives, waving, men in armor, fell in a pool of blood, splashed with red blood, dyed the idol so terribly, as if it were a mud-eating soul.
That year, the Yellow River flooded, destroyed villages and towns, and flooded fertile fields. Not only did the people on both sides of the strait suffer from disasters, there were more famines in the world, hungry and perished, and the hungry people changed their lives to food.
Huan Xin was just a yellow-haired girl at the time, and she was taken away by a group of officers and soldiers.
They said they were officers and soldiers, but the villagers and dear parents were killed by them.
Bring everything that can be robbed, and bring rations for children.
Huanxin is one of the rations.
It's like a rabbit on the ground.
Stepfather~EbookFREE.me~ You are wrong, I haven't seen blood before.
I just don't want to commit to killing.
Crazy can destroy people.
And killing is a prelude to madness.
Huan Xin drew out the Fuyu sword and gently stabbed three rabbits to death.
Why don't you run?
Yes, like me, you are not unwilling to run, but you are too scared.
The anger faded on the face of the adoptive father's iron-green face, and a smile gradually appeared, "Okay! As expected of my righteous daughter! Let's do the rest for the father, take a moment and wait for dinner."
Huanxin retracted the sword.
The Excalibur is the Excalibur, which kills lives without staining blood.
The blood dripped into the soil.
She didn't return to the bamboo house, but ran into the woods to wander around.
In summer, the cicadas are the base of natural tunes. They are very noisy, but they are not unpleasant. If you are used to them, then the cicadas are almost everything in summer—the ones with cicadas are midsummer, and those without cicadas are spring. Autumn is not summer.
Huan Xin wanted to find a quiet place.
Can't find it, there are cicadas in my ears.
Gradually, he calmed down and didn't feel noisy anymore.
Out of the woods.
The stream was gurgling.
There is a small wooden house along the stream.
The wood is very new, and the moisture hasn't been dried, so it looks white.
Is it that fairy sister's residence?
Huanxin walked towards the wooden house curiously.
The foster father said not to associate with that weird person, but she decided not to listen to him.
There is no door, no window, and it's dark when seen from the outside.
"Is Sister Shenxian here?"
The little girl called.
A faint golden light rose from the room, like fireflies.
"so beautiful!"
In the dim light, a white robe was faintly revealed, and the face of the superior was kind and serene, and the brows and the center of the eyebrows flashed lightly.