Imperial God Emperor: Preface·The boy who guards the grave

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“Xiao Yu, don’t cry, people die eventually, the day of your mother and I has come, the old guys are waiting for us in the arms of the stars!”

“Hehe, compared to those guys who have left earlier, we are lucky to be able to watch you grow from a little baby to ten years old day by day!”

The sunset is like blood.

The defense of the city has just ended.

In front of the solemn and solemn gate of the ancestral house, the thin young man burst into tears, and his tender face was filled with grief, anger and hatred.

A middle-aged couple sits in a pool of blood on the doorstep.

They were covered in blood.

The wife had a broken spear stuck in her chest, and her body was pierced. She was so angry that she was dying. The man lost both legs and an arm, and a small sword with one finger was inserted into him ‘s forehead.

But he was miraculously alive.

As if the light returns, the man still maintains his sanity.

The man only hugs his wife with his only remaining arm.

The boy with tears in his eyes is the only son of the couple.

The man looked at the child in front of him, his eyes full of doting, and some indescribable affection.

He smiled.

“Wipe away your tears, little man, now you have to listen clearly, I have something very important to explain to you, remember, you must remember that after your mother and I are gone, you will be in the grave The former four years of guarding the tomb must be guarded for the full four years, even if it is less than one day, you know?”

The teenager nodded again and again, tears falling like rain.

“I know what you’re thinking, don’t do that, anger without strength is pointless. You’ve always wanted to go to White Deer Academy, practice martial arts, and become a powerful martial artist, but my Little man, this can’t be done, at least not during the four years of guarding the tomb…”

“Don’t ask me why, remember, in these four years, you must be like a speck of dust falling into the desert, so obscure, that the entire Luming County will forget that there is a person like you. Of course, it would be better to be a fool or a lunatic in the eyes of others, but I think, my little feather, I don’t want to do that!”

“After four years, you can do whatever you want. If you can become a strong person in the realm of bitterness one day, then you must go to the Snow Kingdom Palace and get back something that should belong to you. When the time comes, this badge will tell you all the truth!”

The man said, placing a brass sword badge in the palm of the boy’s hand.

These words and this action seem to have consumed the last of his life.

Then all the look on the man’s face began to fade away abruptly.

The man’s face turned pale in an instant, there was no trace of blood, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

“Father…” The boy shouted in grief and despair.

“Also, do you remember the nameless breathing meditation practice I taught you? You must keep practicing it for four years after guarding the tomb and make it your instinct. Can you do it?”

The teenager nodded desperately.

“That’s good…” The man’s eyes lost the last gleam of brilliance, and he could no longer see because of the serious injury and blood loss.

He bowed his head and kissed his dying wife’s forehead lightly, and in a voice that only he could hear, he said with great guilt: “Yingying, I’m sorry…”

Then the man died suddenly.

The corner of his wife’s eyes seemed to sense something, and she shed a drop of clear and crystal tears, and she lost her breath at the same moment.

The teenager knelt in a pool of blood, holding a brass sword badge, crying bitterly.

His name is Ye Qingyu.

From then on, in the slum on the edge of the northern part of the city of Luming County, in a barren grass graveyard of less than an acre, an unknown young man stayed for four years.

For four years, he spent most of the time sitting in front of the grave like a statue, like a fool.

As a result, countless cynicism and rumors flooded in.

Most people believe that after the death of both parents, the amazingly intelligent and gifted boy in the past, the boy who was once recognized by the old dean of Bailu College as the number one genius in Luming County, has obsolete.

Ye Qingyu was completely lost, became stupid, and became a pitiful worm.

A fool who can bully at will.

So a certain person who was once a friend of the Ye family bought it at a very low price, half cheating and half buying, and took away a thousand gold spiritual weapon sword that the Ye family collected.

Some people also used means to occupy the magpie’s nest and take away the Ye family’s property in Beicheng.

There is also a small nobleman who bullied others and seized the Ye family’s ancestral home.

The teenager is losing everything bit by bit.

He doesn’t seem to have the slightest bit of resistance.

It seems that anyone can bully him at will, and can spit spit into his face with impunity.

But the young man himself, for all this, doesn’t care at all.

Until one day, his former playmate also left him.

“Brother Qingyu, you have fallen, but I have grown up. I’m sorry, the oath to accompany and protect each other in the past, let it drift in the wind, don’t blame me for being too realistic, it’s just… I was admitted to the White Deer Academy. , goodbye – no, probably never again!”

In the past, the little girl with the braided childhood sweetheart who followed him like an asshole, the little girl who had received juvenile funding to help protect countless times, left such a sentence and decided to turn around.

She left without looking back, surrounded by a group of people dressed in brocade clothes.

She is astonishingly talented, and everyone is alarmed, and she is destined to soar into the sky.

And he, in front of this wasteland tomb, will accept the test of loneliness for four years in obscurity.

       

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