Nowhere to Return Home

Seeing that Lin Qian was saddened by the scene, Yin'er couldn't bear to disturb him, so she looked around the house alone. Looking at the appearance alone, she felt that the place was simple, rough, poor and desolate. After going inside, she found out that it was even worse: almost

He had no possessions, he was truly destitute. The dilapidated tables and chairs looked like they were pieced together. They were randomly placed together to make a home... Thinking about how poor Qian was when he was young, how could Jiao Yin'er not feel sad?

.

Although he was accompanied by Song Xianxinyu, and although he also fell in love with neighboring villages such as Tang Jin and Liu Erzu, he left his occasional innocence and turned his back on those like-minded people. Qian clearly had a very difficult side. He was forced to sneak around in life and was forced by his life experience.

There's going to be a fight...

"Shengnan, I must have tasted all kinds of encounters, so I can assume every identity and fight in any size of battle." Yin'er thought. Fortunately, she couldn't imagine that it was more accurate. If she knew that Lin Qian was

Having been beaten since childhood, I don’t know how to feel.

There are only a few steps from the "hall", "kitchen", Hu Shuiling's dormitory to Qian, and they are all crowded together. When Yin'er saw the so-called kitchen, she couldn't bear to push in and took a breath.

The cold air lingers for a long time——How can we guess from the small and messy structure in front of us?

There is no such thing as a desolate situation where there is no meal but no meal! However, Qian's bedroom is in the most remote location. Although it is wider than Hu Shuiling's, there is nothing except a very broken bed board. It is clear at a glance, but it seems that

Empty, thin and desolate, Yin'er felt like she was missing something as soon as she came in...

Suddenly, not far from the back door, he saw a row of medium-deep marks in the corner of the wall. Some were long and some were round, but it was unclear what heavy objects had left them. Yin'er was stunned and immediately went to look: "What is this... Oops!" before he could say anything.

When he fell, he called out.

"What's wrong?" Lin Qian woke up from his memories. He was still in the hall, but he immediately moved here.

Yin'er's face was sallow and she sat at the end of the bed with her belly covered.

"Is she about to give birth?" Lin Qian asked nervously.

"No, it just hurts a little." Although Yin'er was in pain, her eyes were still staring at the marks, "What is that?"

Lin Qian followed her gaze: "That's where the weapon racks used to be..." Yilin: Something's wrong...

I immediately stepped forward to take a look. Those marks should have been left by weapons that have been left here for too long and pressed for too long. Their existence is not unusual, but the key point is - why is the weapon rack not in the same place? What exactly is it?

When and who moved it out? A careful analysis of the depth of the marks showed that it should have happened recently, even a few days ago! Lin Qian thought about it, and went to check the back door again. There were indeed signs that it had been opened. That was it.

…

It seemed that no one had been in the whole house for a long time, but someone broke into this place without mercy. It was the only place where he lived. Nothing else in the whole house had been touched, but it was about him.

All his belongings were lost - the only thing related to him!

...Did Zhang Rui do it? But Zhang Rui would have done it without Hu Shuiling's permission? Maybe Hu Shuiling was here at that time. If she didn't go to the front, she would avoid it, and if she broke in through the back door, she would cut off her escape route. She was frustrated and refused to change.

, so you threw away everything about him?!

At that moment, Lin Qian froze on the spot, feeling numb in his limbs, but couldn't let Yin'er notice it. He forced a smile and turned to look at her: "When I was very young, my mother taught me the basics of martial arts. I have learned all kinds of weapons and can use any weapons.

practice."

"Mom taught you? Was your mother very good at martial arts before?" Yin'erqi asked.

"Yes...she was a chivalrous woman when she was young. Unfortunately, she encountered an accident and lost all her inner strength..." Lin Qian recalled with a hint of regret, "But even though she lost her inner strength, she still had some foundation in martial arts. She

I still bring my bow to hunt, and the prey is never less than the men in the village..."

"Sounds like a true hero among women." Yin'er's eyes lit up.

"However, when I was four years old, she started to get sick. Over the past few years, her health became worse and worse. Later, she didn't even have any physical strength." When Lin Qian said this, he couldn't help but think of Feng Tiehu's incident again, and inadvertently

The fists have been clenched tightly.

"That's it..." Yin'er's eyes darkened, "Maybe it's because from the peak to the trough, it is inevitable that the mood will start to fluctuate. Shengnan's bad temper, harsh lessons, and high demands are all excusable.

…”

"Yin'er." He was shocked, "Are you here because of my mother?"

"Hehe, you saw it." She smiled slyly, "I was thinking that I can't get close to my mother now, but I can explore her past so that I don't know anything about her." She sighed.

He sighed: "It's a pity that there aren't many things here, and it seems like there isn't much to gain."

"Yin'er wasn't out of curiosity to find out any dirty tricks at all... She was so determined, she wanted to know everything about my mother so that she could have sufficient evidence to convince her." Only then did he fully understand and looked at her sadly, "

You want to help us reconcile, so you are still running around like this!"

"Well..." Seeing his expression turn bad, she was stunned and didn't know how to answer.

"Yin'er...could it be that I feel that I don't have much time, so I have to do my best to complete everything?" At that moment, his voice was low, and his eyes were clearly red. He could not hide his fear, but how could he not be afraid?

In the past, every time Yin'er wanted to leave him, she was afraid that he would be alone, so she wanted to find evil for him and wanted to keep Yuze here. This time, it was hard to guarantee that it was not for him, but she also wanted to guide Hu Shuiling to forgive.

"No. I promised you, no." A trace of clarity flashed in her eyes. She rarely saw him like this. She sighed, she finally made him worry again... She touched his face and said her intention:

"I just think that if there are some things, if you have the opportunity, don't let it go. Don't let your life have regrets."

"What?" He lay beside the couch with a broken heart, unable to understand her words.

Yin'er lowered her eyes and said softly: "My father and I can no longer recognize each other, and I don't want Shengnan and my mother to be like this."

Lin Qian raised her head, feeling shocked beyond words. She no longer had any relatives, and she didn't want him to recognize her relatives... This was the reason, so pure.

Yin'er suppressed her melancholy and continued to tell him with a smile: "Even if there is only a slight change, you should be fully prepared - you are making preparations now, and it may take a long time."

When Lin Qian heard this, he fully understood Yin'er's intention. He couldn't help but sigh. His Yin'er, after so many years, despite experiencing countless hardships and blows, still maintained his character as always, every moment, every time.

His situation has never changed and he likes to laugh. Such a person is really unique in his life, Lin Qian, and is really valuable - he, Lin Qian, must not lose him.

"Feng Xiaoyin, the leader of the Anti-Gold Alliance, was only fifteen years old when I met her, but her swordsmanship was already the best in the martial arts world. She was always the one to block dangers, she was always the first to fight, and she was the only one who suffered injuries.

Come on, I have never seen a woman that I admire so much. She often gives me joy, surprise and happiness inadvertently... It makes people like me look forward to tomorrow." He looked at her deeply, and it was an order, but also

Request, "The story behind will definitely be different. I look forward to it more than before."

After staring for a long time, she nodded and smiled: "I promised you that I would live a long time, accompany you to the end, and watch Mengmeng marry and take concubines."

"Ahem... It's not about marrying a wife and having concubines, it's about marrying a wife and having children..." He was speechless. The sincerity just now seemed to make him emotional, but when this girl interrupted him, he couldn't help but laugh.

"It's not just this one child. Twenty years later, not only will I have to watch Xiao Linqian dominate the Demon Sect, but I will also send Xiao Yin'er to marry in Fujian." She told him sternly, with firmness on her face. His face flashed, and he shook his head.

Her hands tightened.

"Go back, it's getting late." She said with a smile and stood up, "After tomorrow, I will have a good rest and won't go anywhere." She raised a few books in her sleeves and said, "Just treat it as a gift from my mother.

To relieve boredom."

"Haha, you are indeed a master thief. It only took you so long to get everything." He joked with a smile, and he was in a good mood.

"But what's strange is that all these books have been torn, and many pages have been torn. In one book, it was almost torn out!" Yin'er said.

"That's the worry-solving technique my mother taught me... When something goes wrong, I write it down on paper and burn it. Burning it is the best proof that it has disappeared from this world. From now on, it will be like this."

The matter disappeared and there was no need to think about it again," Lin Qian recalled.

"No wonder, the damaged books that were torn off originally came from here." Yin'er smiled.
Chapter completed!