797: C797 Past Events(2)

C797 Past Events(2)

I looked in the direction of the voice, and I saw a little girl with a pigtail on her head, and she had a pair of big bright eyes, and her oval face was full of childishness.

Beside her stood a middle-aged man. He was tall, handsome, and had a pair of bright eyes.

"You're awake?" The middle-aged man looked at me expressionlessly.

"I... Where am I?" I looked around and found myself lying on a wooden bed in a thatched cottage.

I tried to sit up from the bed but found that I had no strength at all.

"Don't move. Your body is still very weak." The middle-aged man looked at me with concern and asked, "How did you fall off the cliff?"

"I... I was playing on the mountain and accidentally fell..." I stammered.

I didn't know who they were, and I didn't know where they were either. Afraid that I would escape from the wolf's den and enter the tiger's mouth, I lied.

"You are lucky that you fell onto a tree branch. Otherwise, you would have died a long time ago." The middle-aged man didn't seem to be interested in my experience. A smile appeared on his face. He asked, "Where's your family?"

"I... I don't have a family." Recalling my unfortunate encounter, I shook my head with all my might and said: "I... I am an orphan..."

"Sigh, what a miserable child." The middle-aged man saw the anger and fear on my face and seemed to understand something. He did not continue to ask but sighed and asked with concern, "Little brat, you should be hungry, right?"

After his reminder, my stomach began to chatter and protest. Immediately, I felt that hunger was unbearable and nodded with great effort.

"Xiaofeng, go to the Ovens to get a bowl of porridge!" The middle-aged man says to the little girl beside him.

"Oh, okay!" The little girl responded and turned around to leave the room.

Watching the little girl's jumping figure disappear into the room, a sense of gratitude welled up in my heart.

...

This middle-aged man's name is Zhao Haonan.

Eight years ago, he was the captain of a branch of a special forces company. He was ordered to lead three soldiers to a village deep in the mountains to capture the notorious Poison King of Miaojiang.

Under the siege of four people, Poison King gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.

After the special ring on his hand was cut off by Zhao Haonan along with his finger, Long Yan was furious and did something like trapping a beast.

So, he pulled a posture of life and death, cutting off the throat of an older soldier, and then cutting off the leg of another soldier, leaving his finger and ring behind to escape.

Zhao Haonan and the others found a box of gold, silver, jewelry, and a large amount of cash from Poison King's residence. However, they never expected that on the way back to the army, the box disappeared without a trace, and the treasures inside also mysteriously disappeared.

Due to the casualties, after they returned to the army, they were severely criticized and punished by the big shots of the army.

Some people suspected that they had stolen the treasures and made a big deal out of it. They had conducted a thorough investigation on them. In the end, due to insufficient evidence, they were not sent to the military court.

Helpless, Zhao Haonan and the other two soldiers who went to carry out the mission decisively withdrew from the army ahead of time.

When he returned to Nanhua City, he found that his wife Yang Shuting was fooling around with another man in bed. In a fit of anger, she beat the man until he was seriously injured and hospitalized.

He did not expect that this man was the son of the big boss of Nanhua Company, Ma Zixuan, Ma Jun.

Ma Zixuan was furious and ordered the soldiers to arrest him. In order to avoid being hunted by the soldiers, he decisively took his daughter, Xiaofeng, who was only a year old, and ran away overnight.

After a few twists and turns, they finally escaped to this place, and from then on, they hid their identities.

This was a beautiful place. It was surrounded by mountains, and under the cliffs, there was a small stream that flowed by. The trees were lush, and the birds sang and the fragrance of flowers filled the air.

There were a few families living here. Most of them lived by hunting and planting crops. The people were simple and self-sufficient. They were like the paradise in Tao Yuanming's Peach Blossom Records.1

Zhao Haonan and Xiaofeng lived here happily. In a flash, eight years had passed.

I fell down from the mountain and landed on a big tree. I was the first to be discovered by Xiaofeng. After Xiaofeng went home and told Zhao Haonan, they took me down from the tree and carried me back home to recuperate. Only then did I manage to survive.

Due to the extreme shock and trauma, I lay on the bed for three days and three nights before waking up.

When Zhao Haonan heard that I was an orphan and that I was injured, they took me in. Ten days later, under the meticulous care of Zhao Haonan's wife, my body completely recovered.

Zhao Haonan saw that I was unhappy, so he called me to his side and asked, "Do you have enemies outside, and you want to go out and take revenge?"

"Yes." I nodded.

"Do you think you can take revenge?" Zhao Haonan asked.

I shook my head blankly.

Seeing that I didn't say anything, Zhao Haonan continued.

"I don't want to know what happened to you in the past. I don't care how much hatred you have, but based on your current situation, before you can find your enemy, you have already been harmed by them."

"Then what do you think I should do?" I asked.

"It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge." Zhao Haonan felt that they were in the same boat. He thought about what he had experienced. He patted me on the shoulder and said, "You might as well put all your hatred in your heart and live here peacefully. When the time is right, you can find someone to take revenge on. What do you think? "

Looking at Zhao Haonan's sincere gaze, I could only nod my head silently.

...

That night, the mountain village was unusually quiet.

In the darkness of the night, the trees were like ferocious giants standing, stacked into piles of dense black shadows. The gaps between the leaves were like thousands of pairs of small eyes, looking around mysteriously.

The mountains were led by Hei Kui. The earth was dark and gloomy, and the night was like a monster opening its black mouth. It was dark and gloomy, just as miserable as the funeral. The entire natural world seemed to be wearing mourning clothes.

However, we have already gotten used to this kind of life and are not afraid at all. Not long after we finished eating, Xiaofeng and I returned to our own rooms.

"I have been looking for you for a long time!" Not long after Zhao Haonan slept in his room, a lifeless voice suddenly entered his ears.

This voice seemed to have come from hell. There was no emotion, and he could not feel any signs of life. It made his hair stand on end.

"Who is it?" Zhao Haonan screamed. He jumped off the bed and looked around, but he did not see Ren Ren.

"I clearly heard someone talking. Why is there no one else? Could it be that I have seen a ghost? " Zhao Haonan felt a little puzzled.

It seemed that he had encountered an expert in Invisibility. Since he could not find his location, he could only wait patiently and could not take the initiative to attack.

"Are you afraid of me?" That creepy voice sounded again.

"Yes, you are an expert. Show yourself," Zhao Haonan had already heard his voice and asked curiously, "What is the purpose of you looking for me? Who are you? "

"Hahaha, I am here to ask you for something."

An even more ear-piercing laughter rang out...

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