Chapter Twenty-Three: The Late Worship

The autumn breeze is bleak, and the reckless mountains are rendered extremely psychedelic by various plants. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoEven if everything is already in the dark, autumn is always pleasant.

Meng Ge led Meng Mao and carried a roasted whole deer to the cave where their relatives were buried.

Behind the sister and brother was Yu Yang, who carried a crockpot of rice and a stewed chicken.

The three of them had heavy faces, no one said anything, and they didn't know what to say. It's been an unusually difficult road.

What Meng Mao was thinking at the moment was, what would she do if her parents' small grave bag was destroyed?

Damn, she's been so desperate to run for her life that she's forgotten about it.

What if their parents' graves are really picked up?

Yu Yang didn't think so much. He was just a little sad, but also a little happy. However, the picture of his grandfather, who was dependent on him at the beginning, was hacked to death in order to save him, and he has never forgotten it for a moment over the years.

As for Xiao Meng Mao, he was just pure sadness. In his childhood memories, he couldn't remember anything other than his wholehearted attachment to his parents.

At the beginning, when Meng Lang was hacked to death, Meng Mao was tied up in front of Wan Qian and did not see it with his own eyes. But when Wan Qi died, Meng Mao was present.

He also watched as Menggo pushed his parents into the pit to fill it. At that time, he hugged Meng Ge to the death and did not let Meng Ge bury the soil.

But by then, he couldn't say anything. Therefore, Meng Ge only thought that Meng Mao was afraid, so he would hold her.

No matter how complicated and struggling the three of them were, they finally arrived at the cave at sunset.

That cave was the small cave that the victims hid in when they had a conflict with the cannibal demon.

Standing outside the entrance to the cave, Meng Ge was a little nervous. She was a little afraid to move forward, unable to take a step.

She was afraid, afraid that when she went in, she would see devastation. No, or bones scattered all over the ground. Perhaps, there is nothing in the cave.

Those people will throw the remains directly into the mountains and feed the wild beasts.

Seeing Meng Ge stop, Meng Mao also stopped obediently. Yu Yang's eyes were already filled with tears, and he didn't continue to move forward when he saw this.

"Little spear, if we go in later, my father's grave will be picked up, what should we do?" Meng Ge asked in a trembling voice.

For the first time, Mongo was terrified. It's as if the spiritual support that has been there for a long time is facing a sudden collapse.

If even the tombs of Meng Lang and his wife are gone, what should she do? The spiritual pillar that has supported her for a long time has fallen, how can she persevere.

Meng Mao silently clenched Meng Ge's hand, looked up at him with tears in his eyes, and his face was also sad and helpless.

Yu Yang seemed to be awakened, a little dumbfounded, and panic also appeared on his tear-stained face.

"No, those people won't find it here. I will not let those devils go. Yu Yang was a little crazy, brushed aside the withered vines in front of the cave, and entered the cave in a flash.

Inside the cave, the light was not very bright, but it was enough for Yu Yang to see the scene inside the cave.

The cave is still the same as when they left. It's just that the two grave bags have changed a lot, and grass grows on them.

Thankfully, it's business as usual. Yu Yang held two large jars of things and sat on the ground with his legs limp.

"Hehe, Sister Ge'er, it's okay inside, it's all right. They didn't find it, and everything was fine inside. Hmm......" Yu Yang said in a trembling voice, and finally covered his mouth and cried.

Outside the cave, Meng Ge held Meng Mao's hand tightly, and a trace of clarity finally regained in his blank mind.

That's good, as long as her parents are still waiting for them here, she doesn't feel bitter at all.

"Little spear, let's go, let's go in and have a good chat with my father and mother. Mongo stepped again, his resolute back still straight.

Meng Mao bit his lower lip, tears washing over his face. He also walked resolutely beside Meng Ge, his empty little hands and small fists clenched tightly.

Finally, the siblings entered the cave. In the cave, two small dirt bags lay quietly. The smaller one on the right is the grave of Meng Lang and his wife.

Finally saw the real thing, and finally fell into a hanging heart, Meng Ge finally knelt in front of his parents' grave like Yu Yang, and cried.

"Dad, mother, I'm so tired, why did you abandon us, why?" For some reason, Meng Ge couldn't hold back any longer, and complained bitterly on the small dirt bag.

Meng Mao was more direct, and the real person lay on the grave, sobbing silently.

All of Mongo's strong exterior was stripped of in this hole. Looking at the tomb, she seemed to see her parents sitting there, looking at them with love on their faces.

"Dad, mother, can I stop and rest for a while, just for a while? I'm really tired, it's so hard to live. Meng Ge couldn't control himself anymore, and he burst into tears.

Seeing this, Meng Mao silently hugged Meng Ge, who was finally crying, and accompanied him to tears.

On the other side, Yu Yang also came over, and the three of them hugged each other and cried happily.

In the past two years, they have had such a thrilling life that they don't have time to cry so sadly.

Yu Yang knew that among the three of them, Meng Ge was actually the one who should be the most sad. Because Meng Lang died because he saved her.

Then, in order to retrieve Meng Lang's body, Wan Qi was seriously injured and died.

Meng Ge always believed that he was the one who killed Meng Lang and his wife.

Therefore, in Meng Ge's heart, he has always had a strong self-blame that cannot be dissolved. It is precisely because of this self-blame that for more than two years, Meng Ge has worked hard and complained, never saying that he is bitter or tired.

At the beginning, when Yu Yang crawled out from under the dead man and grabbed Meng Ge, he was frightened by Meng Ge's terrifying expression.

If it weren't for Meng Ge's hands holding Meng Lang's body and the injured Wan Qi's cart at that time, Yu Yang might have died on the spot.

Later, Meng Ge still restrained his evil spirit, helped Yu Yang find the bodies of his parents and grandfather, and transported them back to this cave for burial.

It's just that at that time, Meng Ge was frighteningly quiet, and not a single tear was shed.

Now, seeing that Meng Ge finally cried out the bitterness in his heart, Yu Yang felt a lot more relieved.

Of course, he himself felt comfortable. It's been two years, in that deep mountain, Jiji camp, life and death are confused. Now, they can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

I don't know how long everyone cried. In short, by the time the three of them stopped crying with their voices hoarse, it was already moonlight outside.

That night, the three of them ate something casually, stayed by their parents' graves, and didn't want to sleep at all.

The roasted whole deer, and the jar of rice, and the stewed chicken, were placed on a stone platform between the two burial mounds.

Inside the small cave, a fire burned for three days and three nights, and Meng Ge and the others also stayed in this cave for three days and three nights.

Finally, on the morning of the fourth day, Meng Ge said goodbye with his three younger brothers.

"Dad, mother, Grandpa Yu, Aunt Yu, Uncle Yu, I'll take my two younger brothers down the mountain to find a place to settle down, and then I'll pick you up when we're settled." Meng Ge explained in a hoarse voice, as if a wanderer was saying goodbye.

Kowtowed, Meng Ge took his reluctant two younger brothers and re-embarked on the road of survival.