The sky had been gray all day long, with dark clouds wandering in the sky, as if it would rain next moment.
It didn't rain in the end, but a demonic wind blew during the funeral procession. The funeral papers kept swaying in the wind, and the sound they made echoed throughout the valley, as if they were also mourning for the Bai family.
The procession of mourners followed the funeral procession with solemn faces, not daring to say a word for fear of disturbing the deceased's rest.
The men carried the coffin in front and held the paper, and the women supported the elderly and led the children. They were very orderly and slowly moved up the mountain.
As the coffins of the Bai family were buried one by one, new tombs were built one after another, which looked very strange in this wasteland with excellent feng shui.
It wasn't until the funeral procession and the mourners left one after another in the evening that Bai Sanlang had the opportunity to pay homage to his parents.
He knelt down in front of a large tombstone with a "plop" sound, and kowtowed three times to the graves. He raised his head and looked at the graves with red eyes in silence.
Dahuang lay on his side with all four limbs, raised his head and cried out to the sky, as if he was crying.
Looking at those grave bags, it seemed to understand the meaning of "death" at this moment.
Throughout the whole process, Chuanyun was like an outsider, without any sense of participation, quietly watching the various states of life, birth, old age, illness and death in the world.
Bai Sanlang seemed to have made some kind of decision in his heart, his eyes became more determined, he clenched his hands into fists, then stood up and turned around to leave.
Chuanyun guessed that he was secretly vowing to take revenge.
"Dahuang, let's go."
Bai Sanlang suddenly greeted him and left very calmly.
Chuanyun who was left behind:......??
I bet she has been in the air all day.
But since he was willing to speak, he must have figured it out, and at least she could leave with peace of mind.
Everyone has their own way to go. Bai Sanlang has decided to find his enemies throughout his life and avenge his family's destruction. But her path is definitely not to accompany him all the way.
She knows very well that she has her own way.
Seeing this, Dahuang also got up, walked with his head buried and ventilated his nose, making a sound, and his mood became depressed along with his master.
Chuan Yun took a deep look at the graves of the Bai family, recalling the fantasy scene when they died, and sighed in his heart.
How could Bai Sanlang, an ordinary person, fight against that person?
That man was obviously a cultivator, so sending him there was just a waste of his life.
The choice of "help him or not" has never popped up in Chuan Yun's mind, because in her opinion, he is just a small bird trying to shake a big tree, and he is not overestimating his own abilities.
Besides, she hasn't found her own way yet, so how can she help him?
The reason why she was able to hurt that man that day was just because he underestimated the enemy, did not set up defenses for herself, and was attracted by the old man's attention. It was just a fluke.
Chuan Yun knew very well that if he did it again, she would have no power to fight back in front of him.
So, she wants to become stronger.
Strong enough to take control of one's own "life".
Kawaun did not intend to tell Shirasaburo the truth.
Let Bai Sanlang live with this hope of revenge, after all, no matter how you live, you are still alive.
It's better than knowing that you have no way to take revenge in this life.
The reality is that despair is the cruelest thing, making life worse than death.
Bai Sanlang walked very fast, and when Chuan Yun reacted, she was the only one left in the entire cemetery. When she was considering whether to leave, the sound of Rhubarb calling "Wangwang~" came, and a burst of "Doudou~" came out.
My mind exploded.
She looked up quickly, and the next moment she saw Rhubarb suddenly emerging from the deep forest and running towards her. Its light golden hair was particularly conspicuous under the dark sky.
???
Lying on Dahuang's head, the corners of Chuan Yun's mouth curled up unconsciously, and a joy surged through his heart. At least in this world, there was still a dog who remembered him.
Dahuang took Chuan Yuncai to the ruins of the Bai family. Looking from a distance, they saw a flame rising into the sky. Dahuang stopped and looked up for a moment, and then roared crazily at that place.
Owner.
Owner.
It kicked up its legs and ran madly in that direction.
Chuanyun quickly used his paws on its ears to avoid the fate of being knocked down.
Sure enough, Rhubarb never moved her for more than a second.
Dahuang's speed has always been very fast, especially after it ran with all its strength, it took less than half a minute to reach its destination with Chuanyun, who was dizzy, and finally stopped behind a small figure standing upright.
.
Dahuang just watched quietly, with a firelight reflected in his dark eyes, and the small figure.
Sichuan Yun resisted the feeling of vomiting and raised his eyes to look over. He saw that Bai Sanlang had changed into cotton clothes at some point and was carrying a small bundle behind him. He was standing upright in front of the gate of the small courtyard where the fire was raging.
The firelight hit his resolute little face, and the last trace of childishness disappeared from his face at this moment. From then on, he was no longer the Bai Sanlang living under the wings of the Bai family, but the Niu Hulu Bai Shu.
Oh...Kawayun shook his head to get rid of the divergent nerves in his mind. He looked at Bai Sanlang in front of him and thought that he had indeed been forced to grow up completely overnight.
Bai Sanlang took one last deep look at the small courtyard his father built specially for him, and his eyes turned red again.
He lowered his head and glanced at the palm of his right hand, which didn't even have a scar, and smiled bitterly.
His physique has been very special since he was a child. Any wounds left on his body will definitely heal on their own within six hours and return to the same state as before. His parents guard this matter closely, and even his brother doesn't know about it.
His mother said this was a blessing, but he felt it was a punishment, punishing him for a life of bad luck, lack of close relationships, and the pain of being cut apart, but he could recover in an instant.
Where does this blessing come from?
Bai Shu couldn't bear such good fortune.
Since the former Bai Sanlang is dead, let him die completely. The Bai family cannot be controversial because of his existence.
Father, mother, second brother, Ah Shu will live well, and will avenge you. When the time comes, he will come back to see you with the head of your enemy to comfort your souls in heaven.
Bai Sanlang made a promise in his heart.
He turned around and saw Dahuang looking at him not far away, with a smile on his face. Dahuang was the only one accompanying him now...?
Little bean curd!
Looking at Shirasaburo's slightly shocked pupils by the firelight, Kawayun knew that he had really become nothing all day long.
Alas, she didn't blame him. He had been lying in bed and trapped in his own world since he woke up. After he woke up, he only cared about his parents and brothers. He was thinking about revenge. He had no extra energy to worry about himself.
He is just a passerby and playmate in his life.
It's just human nature.
"Little Douding~" Bai Sanlang put Chuanyun on his little hand from Dahuang's head, his eyes were very sincere and said, "Thank you for being alive, and thank you..."
Didn't leave.
"I am indeed very grateful to myself." Chuanyun muttered, his eyes darting around and not daring to look into Bai Sanlang's eyes.
It's not that she feels guilty, but that she's... ashamed.
The more sincere Bai Sanlang is to her, the more ashamed she will be.
In that situation, she couldn't save the Bai family; now, she couldn't tell him who his enemy was.
Although she didn't know who that person was. This chapter has been completed!