Upon seeing the bloody scene inside the carriage, Man Qingting's eyes suddenly flickered with an unusual light, and her expression became somewhat strange.

This expression was definitely not fear! Chen Hao was very sure inside.

Afterward, realizing that Man Qingting was a millennia-old zombie, Chen Hao came to an epiphany, she was reacting to the sight of blood.

However, what Chen Hao didn't expect was that in an instant, Man Qingting's face suddenly revealed a pure and beautiful smile of a young girl, and the strange light in her eyes was replaced by clear waves.

"So it turns out she is a good zombie who can restrain herself!" Chen Hao couldn't help but feel moved.

After giving Ye Heng a slight smile, Man Qingting turned her head and said, "Father, there's another little brother alive in the carriage!"

The Man Qingting speaking now had a clear and melodious voice, every move she made was like that of a lively and cute girl, completely different from the Man Qingting at the hospital entrance with a frosty face and a touch of sadness in her eyes.

Turning back once again, Man Qingting smiled at the stunned Ye Heng, "Little brother, come over to sister!"

Ye Heng ignored Man Qingting, not even bothering to glance at her.

So, Man Qingting had no choice but to reach out and pick Ye Heng up from the carriage.

And at this time, Ye Heng still had a vacant look in his eyes, and he was speechless.

At that moment, a man with an ethereal appearance and frosty temples approached. Seeing the terrified Ye Heng, he first sighed, then extended his hand to take Ye Heng's pulse. After a while, he murmured with moving lips, "He's fine, probably just shocked, it will take some time to recover."

"Little brother," Man Qingting placed her hands on Ye Heng's shoulders, her tone of voice suddenly dropped a lot. "Are the two people in the carriage your parents?"

Finally, Ye Heng made a sound, nodding slightly.

"Father!" Man Qingting looked at the man, "Let's help little brother bury his parents."

"Hmm!" The man nodded his head.

The night was deep, a chill wind blew through the mountains and forests, and the sorrowful cries of birds were incessant, evoking inevitable sadness.

At the moment his parents were pushed into the pit, Ye Heng, who had been keeping a stiff face, couldn't help but cry. Accompanying his sobs, Chen Hao distinctly felt a strong sense of resentment arising in his heart.

Eventually, Ye Heng fainted into Man Qingting's arms. The moment Ye Heng closed his eyes, the images in Chen Hao's mind darkened as well.

When colors once again appeared in Chen Hao's mind, he saw a lake as clear as jade. On both sides of this lake were rows of lush bamboo forests. Looking at the picturesque scenery, Chen Hao marveled.

Meanwhile, Ye Heng, Man Qingting, and the man were drifting slowly into the depths of the bamboo forest on a bamboo raft, with Ye Heng sleeping on Man Qingting's legs.

Suddenly, Ye Heng opened his eyes and quickly sat up, asking, "Where is this?"

"This is sister's home!" Man Qingting said with a light laugh, sitting on the bamboo raft.

After scanning his surroundings, Ye Heng asked with a guarded face, "How can this bamboo raft move without oars?"

Man Qingting smiled, stood up, and touching Ye Heng's head, she said with a smile, "Little brother, because our father is a very powerful man, he's propelling this bamboo raft with his Inner Strength!"

"Uncle!" Ye Heng suddenly knelt in front of the man, "Please teach me martial arts, I want to avenge my parents and slay my enemies!"

Hearing Ye Heng speak like this, the man was greatly shocked and waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, you are so young, yet you speak of killing and revenge, there's too much evil in your heart, I can't take you as my student!"

Stunned for a moment, Ye Heng stood up with an unhappy face, "Well, if uncle is unwilling to take me as a student, I will look for another master."

With that, Ye Heng leapt into the lake with a bound.

"Quite a character!" Chen Hao mused to himself.

Soon after, Man Qingting also jumped into the lake. Grasping Ye Heng's leg, she gently tossed him back onto the bamboo raft.

"Cough cough!" After coughing twice in the water, Man Qingting's face turned deathly pale. She looked at her father, pleading, "Dad, please agree to take the little brother as your disciple. I'm begging you, another person in the house will make things livelier."

After some thought, the man waved his hand helplessly and said, "Alright, Dad agrees to take this kid as a disciple. Come on up, don't catch a cold!"

After beaming with a smile, Man Qingting leapt back onto the bamboo raft. Her hand gently stroked Ye Heng's head as she smiled and said to him, "Little brother, I still don't know your full name, do I?"

"My surname is Ye, given name Heng, with the courtesy name Feng Yin."

"Hmm!" Man Qingting chuckled and nodded her head, "So from now on my father is your master, and I'm your senior sister. Aren't you going to kowtow to Dad and formally become a disciple?"

"Master above, please accept your disciple's bow!"

"Senior Sister!"

..

Night fell, and the bamboo raft drifted to the end of the Emerald Lake—underneath a waterfall cascading down a tall mountain. In the bamboo forest to the east of the waterfall, against the mountain, there were four thatched cottages, which was Man Qingting's home.

Subsequently, Man Qingting led Ye Heng to one of the cottages and said, "Little brother, from now on you will live here. It's a bit simple, don't look down on it."

Ye Heng shook his head and asked, "Senior sister, when will Master begin to teach me martial arts?"

"Don't be in a hurry!" Man Qingting said with a squint and a smile, "Little brother, once you're used to living here, Dad will naturally teach you martial arts. Besides, I believe that one day you will surely become an unparalleled master."

"I don't want to become any kind of unparalleled master. I just want to avenge my parents!" Ye Heng said coldly, his face showing a hardness far beyond his years.

The night was deep, and the moon hung like a hook.

This was Ye Heng's first night in the depths of the bamboo forest.

As soon as he lay in bed, Ye Heng felt a strange chill on his back.

He closed his eyes, and couldn't help but think of his parents' appearance at the time of their death.

It turned out that the sudden chill on his back was like the coldness of his mother's body as she held him in her arms after her death, gradually growing colder.

Ye Heng's fear resonated with Chen Hao, who had experienced the death of both parents as a child. At that moment, Chen Hao had the illusion that he was Ye Heng!

Suddenly, Ye Heng opened his eyes, panting and murmuring, "A true man should fear nothing, right?"

He closed his eyes again, only to feel an increasing chill on his back, while the blood that had flowed from his mother's body in his mind seemed to grow more copious.

The bed was clearly cold and dry, yet the Ye Heng lying on it suddenly felt damp all over, as if all the blood that had flowed from his mother's body in his mind had soaked into his own flesh.

Immediately, he got out of bed, ran out of the cottage, and walked to the lake.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, leaning on the sound of the nearby waterfall roaring down to barely interrupt the terrifying thoughts swirling in his head.

But not long after!

Suddenly, the water from the waterfall splashed onto him, as if the blood that had seeped from his mother's body was infiltrating his heart...

"Ah!" He cried out in fright, with cold sweat beading on his forehead and the tip of his nose.

At that moment, a hand suddenly patted his shoulder.

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