The reason why he hesitated was because he didn't dare to look for the two dismembered bodies, and he didn't know how to face them.

After a long cup of tea, his mind calmed down a little, and he walked into the corpse room.

After finding the bodies of Zhu'er and Uncle Hua, he laboriously moved several pieces of corpses to the bottom of the mountain wall on the right, and after more than a day, the corpses were already stiff and blue.

But I can still see Zhu'er's panic and worry about the young master at that time from the round eyes, as well as Uncle Hua's anger when he saw Zhu'er being beheaded.

Death is not blind, that is.

Yu Zefeng didn't want to cry, he really didn't want to cry.

But tears overflowed uncontrollably from his eyes, and he used a broken knife he picked up, sobbing and trembling to dig the ground.

After a full hour, he dug a deep pit, walked to the corpses of Zhu'er and Uncle Hua, pursed his lips, and stretched out his hand to help them close their eyes.

The corpse was carefully dragged to the bottom of the pit and put together, and then buried with a broken knife in the soil.

After everything was taken care of, Yu Zefeng knelt down and kowtowed to the grave, and silently told himself in his heart that he must avenge Zhu'er and Uncle Hua, and let all the bandits in the entire Stygian Mountain die without a corpse.

Looking at the grave in front of him with grief, his voice was dry and hoarse, and he said slowly:

"Uncle Hua, Zhu'er, I'm fine, but unfortunately you can't see it anymore. I want to say thank you, and I owe you a word of sorry!"

I'm sorry, of course, everything is affected by him, otherwise they would all stay in the Mingxin Sword Sect.

Thank you for the meticulous care you have taken care of him over the years.

I really want to say it to my face, but when they were alive, he was a living dead and silent, and now he can say that he can move, but people are no longer separated from heaven and man.

I felt sad in my heart, and after a long time, I turned around and walked towards the valley, and my figure was staggering, and I don't know if it was because I was carrying too much, or because of long-term fatigue and hunger.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell obliquely, pulling his back very large and long.

In the early morning of the next day, he walked out of the valley with a package in his left hand and an iron sword in his right hand. Wearing a white robe, the black hair like ink is tied behind the head with a black cloth, or he is not good at grooming, the bun is scattered and not tied up, and the mountain wind blows the hair messy and fluttering, making the innocent face look a little vicissitudes and decadence.

Standing in front of the tomb of the valley for a long time, his figure was thin and lonely, and it was a long time before he turned around and walked towards the forest outside the valley.

Walking through the lush jungle, which is dark and damp, with occasional light shining through the pages of the trees to the ground. From time to time, there was a beast roar in the distance, which was even more terrifying.

Yugufang is located in the middle of the mountain range, and it takes about a month for ordinary people to walk out of the mountain range from this place. However, although the Wuyin Mountain Range is located in a remote area, it is also in the world of cultivation. Ordinary people can't say whether they can survive after two days, let alone walking inside for a month.

Although there are not many spirit beasts and fierce beasts in the mountain range, there will definitely be no less.

Even some ordinary beasts are very human to deal with, for Yu Zefeng, who is only 12 years old, how dangerous it is, he may become the ration of the beast at any time.

After half a day of hard work in the forest, I found a big tree that two people hugged together, climbed up, sat down on a waist-thick tree pole, took out dry food and water bags from the package to eat, ate and drank enough, and rested for a while before sliding down the trunk and continuing to walk.

The map he found in the valley was clearly indicated, and all the way to the west, out of the mountain range, there was a town called "Fenglin", which was his destination.

Gradually, it has been out of the relatively safe range within a radius of twenty miles from Yugufang, because there will be monks around the city all year round, so it is relatively safe, but twenty miles away will have to face all kinds of dangers.

Although Yu Zefeng is still young and has been a living dead since he was a child, the ups and downs of the current crisis have not made him feel much fear.

He instinctively felt that everything was familiar, and subconsciously seemed to live a person with rich experience, although he didn't know why, but instinctively, there would always be thoughts that did not suit his age.

After passing through several large trees, the front suddenly widened, and his eyes subconsciously narrowed into a slit and blinked several times before he gradually adapted to the sudden intensification of the light.

It is a flat land, 100 acres square, full of weeds of different heights, the grass is nearly a foot deep, and the shallow part is knee-high.

All kinds of flowers bloom in the grass, and the beauty of the purple and red is stunning, and such a beautiful scenery makes Yu Zefeng's mood a lot more open.

However, he only walked forward less than ten zhang, suddenly stopped his body, his body was half-squatting, his right hand was tightly gripping the hilt of the sword, his brows were tight, his eyes were slightly squinted, and his earlobes were trembling slightly, listening carefully to the movements around him.

Time passed little by little, Yu Zefeng had been in this posture for a long time, his legs were a little sore, and beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down his chin.

He knew that although this position would be better for explosives, it would cramp and numb over time, which would affect his performance, so he moved his left foot forward by half a step.

As soon as he adjusted his body, the half-meter-high grass on the right parted from it, and there was a loud noise between violent shakings, and a black shadow jumped up at great speed and rushed straight to the door in front of him.

Yu Zefeng waited for this moment, quiet as a virgin and moving like a rabbit.

Rotate the ball of the left foot 90 degrees to the left, turn the right heel 90 degrees to the right, and as soon as the body turns, it immediately faces the black shadow rushing head-on.

The sword in his hand was unsheathed with a "bang", and the sole of his left foot was subjected to the center of gravity of his body, and his body leaned forward slightly. With the right hand, follow the inertia of drawing the sword, and the arm is straight from front to back.

At this moment, the three forces of straightening the waist, drawing the sword, and swinging the sword with the right arm were one, and the speed was extremely fast, and there was a muffled "poof", and the blade easily cut through the black shadow.

A "whoosh" howl sounded.

A rain of blood fell, followed by the thud of objects hitting the ground.

Yu Zefeng didn't see what the black shadow was before, but instinctively attacked.

At this time, his right hand exploded with all his strength in an instant, and the muscle strain stabbed like a pinprick, it must be a life-and-death moment, and there can be no reservation.

He took several deep breaths in succession, slightly relieving the tense nerves, and then turned his head to look at the dark shadow that had been split in half.

I saw that this object was covered with black hair all over its body, its body length was less than half a zhang, and its body was similar to that of a feline, with a spine curved upwards and a slender body.

The head is somewhat like a hedgehog, the mouth is pointed and long, eight fangs are exposed on each side, the cold light flashes fiercely, and the ears are the size of an adult's palms, and the overall look is very strange.

Those who are familiar with the Yunyu Mountain Range will recognize this as a dense jackal, an ordinary beast in the mountain range.

Although the attack power is not particularly strong, this beast is extremely cunning and very good at sneak attacks. Ordinary people are often bitten through their throats by sharp teeth as soon as they hear the movement, which is extremely difficult to deal with.

It's hard to imagine how a child can kill with one blow, and be alert in advance.

The reason why this is so is also due to two reasons, one is that although Yu Zefeng has not cultivated, he is also a high-end cultivator of the third generation. In the past few years, he has taken a lot of various elixirs and elixirs, and although his parents and grandfather didn't care about him in the next few years, he still has the backing of Fang City, and he has accumulated over the years, and his physical strength is far beyond that of ordinary people.

On the other hand, Uncle Hua will use spiritual power to check and comb his body every day, and there will be some spiritual power residues in his body, slowly improving his physique.

At the same time, the sword in his hand was not an extraordinary quality, but a low-level spiritual weapon used by monks.