Li Qingsu only remembered that the man had a pair of narrow, almond-shaped eyes that were slightly upward, as if misty rain had fallen down the river. His eyes swept around the shabby house, and after confirming that no one else survived, he landed on Li Qingqian and his brother.
Li Qingqian raised her head and stared blankly at the monk in green, while the younger brother was soft and small, with a fever, lying in him and crying loudly. At such a young age, he seemed to know that he had suffered the fate of ruining his country and his family. He knew that he would no longer have a father who would make bamboo dragonflies for him, and a mother who would always love to pinch his little nose... .
The green-robed monk looked at them for a while, then walked over and stared behind the golden mask. He was silent for a moment, then took out a medicine bottle and some broken silver from his arms: "This medicine can cure all common diseases, keep it for your brother."
Then he turned and left without saying anything.
Li Qingsu stayed there for a long time before he suddenly reacted. He grabbed the medicine bottle and the silver and rushed out. He saw that the village was full of the corpses of the monks in black. The men in green seemed to be checking from house to house to see if there were any survivors who had slipped through the net. Li Qingsu Kneel down towards him and cry: "Big brother!"
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