Knock Knock Knock –

Knock Knock Knock –

"Stinky boy is still here?"

With a creak, the wooden door opened.

"Old man, excuse me."

"You are?"

"Zai Xia is just a passer-by passing through this place, and the group of children has been driven away from Zai Xia, and they will definitely not come to harass them again."

"Oh? Anything else? ”

"I just want to come over and see if there is anything that the old man needs to serve."

"Nope."

Bang –

The wooden door slammed shut.

Whew-

I exhaled a cloudy breath and tried to maintain a peaceful state of mind.

I had just learned from the woman that the old man had lived here before the village was formed, and that he had no children under his knees, and that he was now old and frail, and that there was no one to take care of him.

If you don't know, forget it. Now that you know about this situation and happen to be here, you have to come and see if the old man needs help.

After all, respecting the old and loving the young is a virtue.

I took a deep breath and was ready to hit the wall again.

Knock Knock Knock –

Knock Knock Knock –

Squeak –

"Boy, what the hell is your purpose?"

"Don't get me wrong, old man, I really just want to see if there is anything that can help."

The old man squinted and looked me up and down, and said:

"Official?"

"There's a hero down there, and it's just passing through here."

"Heroes? Haven't heard of it. To tell you the truth, the old man has nothing, don't want to get anything. ”

That tone, that look, do you think I'm a thief?

The old man's temper is also strange.

I didn't want anything from him, how helpful would I be wronged?

I really want to ignore him, but if I leave, he will probably be even more proud to think that he has seen through my "conspiracy"!

On the other hand, I was a stranger to him, and it was understandable that I was defensive.

"Old man, I heard that you have no children and no daughters under your knees...... I happen to be passing through the Highland City in the next place, and I want to let the Highland City Lord arrange someone to take care of you in the name of a hero, so as to avoid being left alone to take care of the aftermath after a hundred years. ”

The old man looked at me again and confirmed:

"You say you're a hero?"

"Yes."

Ahem cough cough –

The old man coughed for a while and said:

"You don't have to go to the city of the highlands, I don't have a few days to live, old man, if you really want to help me, then stay here for a few days, take care of me for a few days, and then bury me when I die."

"This ......"

"What? Don't want to? ”

"It's not...... If the elderly have any disease, I can take you to heal it in the future. ”

"Old man, I am very healthy, but I have reached the end of my life, and I won't live for a few days."

"You ......"

"The day after tomorrow, the old man, my birthday, will be 120 years old by then."

120 years old?

That's a long life!

"Then let me take care of you these days."

"Okay, then you go to the vegetable field to pick some vegetables, and then go to chop some firewood and make a meal."

"Okay."

"Put more salt in the dish, it's too light for the old man I can't eat."

"Okay."

Liya went to pick vegetables, and I went to chop wood.

In the evening, I chopped the wood, and Liya had already washed the vegetables and cooked the meal.

But the dish, Liya didn't even know how to cook.

"I'll do it."

Although I haven't cooked before, I have eaten, and it is not difficult to think about it.

Heat the pan, add the oil, and stir-fry the cabbage in the pan first.

When the cabbage is almost cooked, add two tablespoons of salt.

But the old man said not to be too light, add half a spoonful.

Stir-fry and remove from the pan.

One sautéed cabbage, one scrambled egg with tomatoes.

"Old man, it's time to eat."

Coming to the dining table and sitting down, the old man looked at the dishes and nodded.

You should trust me, right?

"Sorry, it's a little simpler."

"It's okay, the old man is not very demanding, as long as he can eat enough."

His tone was much calmer, and it did seem to have changed my senses.

I personally served the old man a bowl of rice and handed him the chopsticks.

"Old man, please use it slowly."

He nodded again and picked up a strip of cabbage. A smile hung over his wrinkled face.

"Although it looks a little too dry, you can count it as having a heart."

"Thank you, old man, next time I will definitely put a little more oil."

Vomit –

Ahem, cough, cough –

"Stinky boy, are you salting me?"

I picked up the cabbage and tasted it.

Salty and bitter!

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the first time I cooked, I put a little more salt."

"How much did you put?"

"Two scoops...... A little more. ”

"Put half a scoop next time."

"Uh-huh, got it."

I put the dish back in the pot, added water a few times to dilute the saltiness, and had a very bad dinner.

The next day, the old man asked me to dig a big pit in the back of the house as his grave.

On the third day, the old man asked me to wash all his clothes, bury him, and burn him.

On the fourth day, the old man lay on the bed and called me to the bedside.

"Young man," said the old man, pointing to a corner.

"There's a package buried there, help me dig it out."

Digging through the corners, I found a package and wrapped it in fine satin.

The old man leaned against the head of the bed and slowly opened the package, revealing the contents inside.

A scimitar with a silver glitter, a black bow, and six arrows.

"Old man, I've wronged you all these years......"

The old man sighed, tears streaming down the ravine's face, dripping on the silver-white scimitar with a crisp knife sound.

"Hahahaha, okay, since the old guy said so, then let's dance again."

The old man carried his bow and arrows on his back and held a scimitar in his hand, and came to an open space behind the house, his eyes suddenly sharpened.

The scimitar is out, the silver and white are swaying, the light is shining in all directions, the spirit snake is flying, and the dragon is sonorous.

A pride that looks at the world soars into the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds.

Click-

The knife dance stopped suddenly, and the old man covered his waist and trembled, breathing heavily.

After a moment, he took off his bow and mounted his arrows, his hands trembling slightly.

Unfortunately, in the end, the bowstring could no longer be pulled.

The old man sighed, turned slowly, and handed me the sword and the bow and arrows.

He must have been a great figure when he was young, but unfortunately in the twilight of his heroic years, he reached the point where he was helpless in the face of a group of naughty children.

Don't worry, old man, I won't let your sword be dusted, and I will let him shoot an earth-shattering arrow with this bow.

Taking over these two pieces of equipment is equivalent to inheriting the mantle of the old man.

I stretched out my hands and solemnly took the sword, bow and arrow.

"Young man, thank you for taking care of me these days, the two of them have been following me for decades, please bury us together."

"Huh? Oh, well......"

"Old man rest assured."

So these two pieces of equipment weren't meant for me......

Old man says:

"There is a stone tablet under my bed, whose name has been engraved, and I will trouble you to help me stand on the tomb then."

"No trouble."

The old man seemed to remember something, looked up at the sky, and looked in a trance.

A moment later, he suddenly looked at me, a proud smile on his face, which was marked by time.

"Young man, old man, when I was young, I was much more chic than you."

......

In the evening, the old man died.

After burying him with the two pieces of equipment, he removed the bed, and sure enough, there was a stone tablet.

There is a note next to the stele, which is still very new, and it should have just been written.

"Young man, it seems that you are indeed not coveting my treasure. I've been glad you've been with you for the past few days, and that knife and bow have followed me all my life, and I'm bothering you to bury us together. There was a hole under the stele and a small bottle with a drop of eaux-de-vie in it, which could restore all injuries in an instant, which I had obtained by accident in the early years. It's a pity that I'm at the end of my life, and the water of life is useless to me, so I'll give it to you as a thank you......"

Lifting the stone stele, there was indeed a small crystal clear bottle, and you could see a drop of liquid inside, faintly emitting a colorful shimmer.

Is this the water of life?

It is a priceless treasure to be able to recover all injuries in an instant.

Putting away the bottle and looking at the stele, I saw that the name had indeed been engraved on the stele.

Radiant Ranger - The Tomb of Dis Krk.