Chapter 4289 The Brightest Star in the Sky Is My Mother

When Xia Tian first came here, he thought it might just be a normal bustle here. After seeing the people who came here in the past few days, Xia Tian found that the current Dama Mountain is really extraordinary.

Today alone.

How many masters did he meet?

And there are probably more masters coming nearby.

"Although the things in Dama Mountain are very secretive now, some people are already selling them at high prices, so many people with poor strength don't know the situation here. Only those who are powerful or strong know that there will be a huge treasure here in Dama Mountain. Some people say that the huge treasure here is related to the growth of the black ghost. In the past, the black ghost grew up relying on this huge treasure. The black ghost may have planned to take it for himself, but in the end this power was too huge and he couldn't hide it, so the situation here appeared." Zheng Tai explained.

"Oh!!" Xia Tian nodded slightly.

"Boss, it seems that we will have a harvest this time." Fang Cun also looked excited.

"There will definitely be a lot of trouble, so solve the trouble first." Xia Tian said.

"Okay, boss!!" Fang Cun said.

"I'm going out for a walk. You two can spar with each other. We are brothers. Take your time!" Xia Tian said, holding the wine pot and walked out directly.

He also gave Fang Cun and Zheng Tai some space.

They were both masters of using knives. Now that they were familiar with each other, they naturally had to spar with each other.

Xia Tian wanted to go out to secretly vent his anger and get some information.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In a small alley, three or four adults punched and kicked a seven or eight-year-old child.

"Humph, if you can't pay tomorrow, we will beat you to death." After saying that, the few people spit on the child.

The child was dirty.

He didn't have a complete piece of clothing.

His pants were also open.

The tears in the corners of his eyes had not completely dried.

His body was covered with bruises. From his overall condition, it was clear that he must have suffered a lot.

Although it is not as cold as the Snow Country in Dama Mountain, the weather is not very good either. Xia Tian could see that this child had no foundation for cultivation. In other words, a normal child of seven or eight years old would be beaten for wearing this in a place of about minus forty degrees.

Looking at the child, Xia Tian seemed to remember his past.

The child stood up and patted the dust on himself, then ran to the corner, where he took out a quarter of a roast chicken.

Xia Tian could see that the child was very hungry and wanted to eat a bite, but in the end he just licked his fingers, then swallowed his saliva, put the roast chicken in his arms, and limped away.

The child ran all the way to a small village outside the city, where the houses were not very good.

The child entered a house.

Xia Tian saw that although the house was not very big, it was definitely not too poor, so it would not let his child wear this in such a cold day.

The perspective eye looked into the house.

At this time, there were two adults in the house, a man and a woman.

There were four children, including the one just now, three boys and one girl. Except for that child, the other children were not dressed very well, but at least their clothes were not so torn.

After the child entered the house, he gave his roast chicken to his father.

"Waste, you are a waste, you can't do anything. There are so many big people in the city recently, and you just bring back such a small thing for me. What's the point of raising you?" The adult man said and grabbed a handful of willow branches next to him. Obviously, he had prepared it long ago.

When he saw this, Xia Tian frowned. He just saw that there was no good place on the child's body. Some places could clearly see blood spots, and some places had scars.

It was late at night.

The night in Dama Mountain was particularly cold.

It was almost minus fifty degrees.

The child might have been alerted by the beating. When he saw the willow branches, he limped and ran out.

The adult man then picked up a stone at hand and hit the child.

The child fell to the ground. Such a large stone was enough to kill a child, but the father showed no mercy. Perhaps the child was unwilling to give up. He stood up and continued to run outside without even looking back.

"If you have the guts, don't come back. If you come back, I will beat you to death." The father shouted loudly.

The child ran out.

The adult man picked up the roast chicken and started eating. His wife shared a small part, and his other three children each shared a little bit. The rest was all eaten by him.

Even a tiger will not eat its own cubs! !

Xia Tian looked at the family with cold eyes.

"The weather seems to be getting colder." The adult man shuddered and put on his coat.

He was an adult who was afraid of the cold.

But he didn't care about the child who ran away.

He didn't care about the child's life or death at all.

The child kept running, not even daring to look back, and ran all the way to the ruined temple.

Blood dripped from the back of his head.

Tears kept flowing from the corners of his eyes.

Crying, the child sat there crying! !

In the cold night.

A seven or eight-year-old child sat in this dilapidated temple and cried.

He had no hope.

He only had parents, but his father didn't care about his life or death, and his mother didn't even look at him.

This was his life.

No one can tell his suffering.

He can only endure his tiredness by himself.

Other children of seven or eight years old are playing happily, but he is forced to beg for food every day.

If he brings back less, he will be beaten.

And he has to worry about being robbed every day.

The child looked up at the sky.

There were tears in his eyes, his body was very cold, his hands and feet were frozen purple, but the coldest was his heart.

Xia Tian thought of his childhood, and looked at the child again. Although he was often bullied, he was still happy compared to this child.

He now thought of the little match girl.

They have different dreams from normal children.

They have different lives.

Xia Tian walked gently to the child, took out the robe of the Snow Country and put it on the child: "What are you looking at?"

The child was startled.

His conditioned reflex was very strong, and he wanted to run out directly, but Xia Tian wrapped him in the snow mink fur and held him in his arms: "I'm not a bad person, can you tell me, what were you looking at just now?"

Wow! !

Wronged! !

All the boundless grievances collapsed at this one.

He didn't dare to cry loudly before because his heart was cold.

But at this moment, he cried out.

"Mom, I'm looking at mom, the brightest star in the sky is my mom!!"