In the south, in the land of rain, a small town stands on the edge of the mountain, and the name is quite meaningful, called Yulong Town.

The so-called relying on the mountains to eat the mountains, relying on the water to draft water, Yulong Town is not only at the foot of the mountain, there is also a big river passing by, although the plain of sediment accumulation is not big, but it is fertile, and it is more than enough to feed these thousands of families.

It's just that it backfired, but the small fish and dragon town was mixed with dragons and snakes, and the powerful bullies were everywhere, doing evil.

Ordinary people had to silently accept the suppression and endure the years.

There is a broken temple behind Yulong Town, the place is not big, and there is wind and rain everywhere.

In the middle of the broken temple, a statue of a god with only the lower body stands in the center of the temple, silent and lonely.

In the straw pile behind the broken idol, two little beggars were sitting on their knees, sobbing slightly, and in front of them lay a boy of eleven or twelve years old, although he was also covered in tattered linen, but he was quite clean, and his eyebrows were delicate, but there were a few bruises on his face, and his pale face was bloodless.

He lay quietly in the haystack, seemingly in a coma, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Cry, cry, cry, cry! That kid is hopeless, it's useless to cry!"

An old beggar beside the haystack, annoying to hear the crying, shouted loudly, and his gray beard shook and trembled, indicating his annoyance, "What are you doing here in the middle of the day, you don't go to beg for food?" Waiting to starve to death?"

Although the old beggar roared loudly, no one paid attention to him, and the two little beggars still bowed their heads and were silent, crying as before.

The old beggar saw that these two boys were turning against the sky, and his heart was furious, and he picked up the wooden stick and cane next to him and wanted to teach these two disobedient dogs a lesson.

It's just that the wooden stick was raised, but it couldn't go down, and his thin face was cloudy.

Thinking about it, the old beggar hated to put down the stick, propped up his old body and went out to forage for food, and kept cursing in a whisper, but when he turned around, he looked at the lying boy, and the regret in his eyes flashed.

After the old beggar left, one of the little beggars finally spoke, and his voice was clear, like the chirping of a yellow bird, and it was actually a little girl.

"What's wrong with Brother Luo?"

The bamboo next to him listened to her words, his body shook slightly, and then he slowly stretched out his dirty hand under Luo Ge's nose, and after a while, he trembled and retracted, his mouth opened and closed, but he couldn't speak.

"Let's bury Brother Luo!"

In order to say this, Bamboo seemed to use all the strength of his body, and his head drooped.

The little eye next to him listened, pursed his mouth, clasped his hands, and his voice trembled: "You... Are you sure!"

Bamboo "..."

In an instant, the tears broke the embankment again, and I cried silently.

After a long time, Xiaoyan stood up silently, choked up, and said, "Just bury it next to Junzi and them, so that you can have a companion!"

Bamboo nodded vigorously.

The young man's name is Luo Xing, he was taken in by the old beggar in his early years, and he has been living in this dilapidated temple with him.

Although life is hard, it would be a joy to grow up together like this.

But there were unforeseen circumstances, Luo Xing had a conflict with another group of beggars, there were many people on the other side, and Luo Xing was beaten badly, and it was really not light.

So he lay like this for a few days, his injuries did not get better but got worse and worse, and now he left so suddenly, they watched him go, but they couldn't do anything.

Bamboo hates his weakness, hates this damn world, and hates why God is so cruel!

However, the reality is like this, you also have to face it, it is more important to live, even if life is a puddle of mud, you have to pinch out a dog tail flower!

...

The straight that Xiaoyan said was buried under a crooked neck tree less than thirty zhang away from the broken temple, and there were several little beggars in this broken temple, but over the years, they died and walked.

The dead are all buried here, and now there are only two of them left.

Bamboo and Little Eye worked together to move Luo Xing under the crooked neck tree, carefully lay the body down and began to dig a pit, because it had not rained for several days, and the earth was burned by the sun.

And they didn't have any tools or anything, so they could only find some broken branches and pull them, and then dig them by hand.

It is conceivable that two skinny little boys, with no strength and no tools, want tools and no tools, and how difficult it is to dig a big pit in the hard ground that can bury people.

Strange to say, the sky that had just been shining with the sun suddenly became cloudy, and gradually the clouds became more and more dark clouds, and then thickened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The thick clouds pressed down little by little, as if the sky was falling, and it seemed that even the wind was startled and stopped flying.

Suddenly,

A thunder snake in heaven and earth flashed away,

Then there was a thunderous explosion!

Thunder split the sky, and thunder cut through the heavens and the earth.

At this time, the pedestrians in Yulong Town were startled, looked up at the sky, and were shocked, how suddenly the sky changed!

It seemed that their actions had angered the heavens, and boom! Another thunderbolt flashed through the sky, causing everyone to jump again and rush home.

However, this is just the beginning.

Thunderbolts raged through the sky one after another, and the confusion was incessant, illuminating the dull sky.

The thunder also rumbled, and everything in the earth trembled and trembled.

Under the crooked neck tree, the thunder of the sky was shining brightly, reflecting on the pale face of the young man, which looked cloudy and uncertain.

Xiaoyan and bamboo, who had just dug a shallow pit, were also frightened by the thunder, and craned their necks to look at the sky, not understanding why the good sky had changed.

Seeing the terrifying thunderbolt, Bamboo swallowed his saliva and said to Xiaoyan, "Why don't you go back first and come back after the rain?"

Hearing this, Xiaoyan looked at Luo Xing who was lying on the side, his face was full of hesitation, everyone is dead, and he has to be tossed like this?

But this thunder and lightning is really a little frightening, and I have to comfort myself in my heart, whether it rains, it is better to dig a pit after the rain...

At that moment, he also nodded and agreed with Bamboo's words.

The two were just about to drag Luo Xing back to the broken temple,

At this moment,

With a shocking thunderbolt, like a giant dragon, the sky and the earth were bright, even a little dazzling, and the earth and mountains were buzzing!

"Ahh

The boy gasped and sweated profusely, waking up as if he had had a nightmare.

Luo Xing's sudden corpse transformation made the two little children next to him scream in unison, and crawled away from Luo Xing's side like an electric shock, and they still screamed nonsense: "Ahhh Ah, the corpse, the corpse!"

The two of them were obviously frightened, and they didn't dare to run back to the broken temple with their eyes closed.

The aftermath of the thunder made Luo Xing wake up and look around, constantly looking around, his eyes were dim, but he seemed to be a little familiar, and he looked at the two little children who ran away with a puzzled face.

"Where am I?"

The boy muttered softly, wondering where he was.

"Aren't you dead? Why is this hell? But it's normal!"

At this time, the thunder had stopped, and the heavy rain began.

When the first drop of cold raindrop fell on Luo Xing's head, it was like a giant hammer slammed into his head, and countless bizarre memories exploded in his mind, making Luo Xing, who had just woken up, faint in pain again, and fell straight down on the crooked neck tree.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and after a while, the two little ones had become chickens in the soup.

The two little beggars, who had been running for a while, came to their senses a little, slowed down slowly, and finally stopped completely.

The two of them stared wide-eyed, and the horror on their faces had not yet subsided.

"Just... Was that Brother Luo's corpse just now?" Xiaoyan's eyes were slightly wet, and he asked Zhuzi in a trembling whisper.

Bamboo nodded desperately, but didn't dare to speak.

The little eyes that got the answer trembled in their hearts, and then said slowly, "Brother Luo doesn't seem to have chased after him!"

Then he turned his head to look, let out an exclamation, and ran back quickly.

Bamboo was shocked, dancing and dancing I don't know what to do, I just escaped here, how did I run back and die, I struggled for a moment and really gritted my teeth, made the most daring decision in my life, and rushed back with my head down!

... ...

At this moment, in the distant Nantian City, thousands of miles away, in the depths of a magnificent mansion, there is an ancient ancestral hall standing quietly in time.

The ancestral hall is very large, and the front is full of generations of large and small spiritual seats, which shows the long history of the clan. Among these large and small spiritual positions, it seems that every other generation there will be a special tall spiritual position, which is very regular.

It's just that in recent generations, there is no more, and it seems that the inheritance has been broken.

On the opposite side of the spiritual seat is a white leafless dead tree.

The tree is not tall or tall, the main trunk is about the thickness of an arm, and the height is only half a zhang, but there are many branches.

At such an instant, on a small branch, a small bag bulged up at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, and then a small flower bone rushed out, emitting a faint blue light, waiting to be released!