The rain howled, the thunder slammed the ground, and the little bean's strength to cry was gone.

Xue Hu covered everyone with straw mats, and stood with Xiaodouzi, looking at those familiar faces in a daze, drenched in heavy rain all night.

The next day, there was still rain, no longer fierce, a little lingering, as if saying goodbye.

After a night of washing, the bloody qi gradually faded, but the ground was still dark red, and it remained forever.

Xue Hu began to dig a pit, one hundred and thirty-seven.

Xiaodouzi couldn't hold a hoe, he picked it with his hands, his fingertips were full of mud, and occasionally there was blood. It hurts, but he can't feel it at the moment.

From day to night, it rained heavily.

A white figure emerged from the darkness, white clothes and white shoes, still immaculate in the mud, all the rain dispersed automatically when it reached her three feet, and she stood there, quietly looking at the two children.

I don't know how long it took, Xiaodouzi finally found that there were people watching them all the time.

"Bang!"

Xiaodouzi knelt directly on the ground and kowtowed.

"Sister Fairy, please help us get revenge!"

As soon as Xiaodouzi saw the Beixiao Wutong, she felt that she must be the legendary fairy, floating like a fairy, and all dust retreated.

Beixiao Wutong stood there quietly, silent, as if it did not exist.

Xue Hu also found out at this time, unlike Xiaodouzi, seeing that such a heavy rain could not wet the Beixiao Wutong in the slightest, he was sure that this must be an immortal. The elders of the village have long said that there are immortals on Yunshan Mountain, and they don't care about mundane things.

Xue Hu also knelt down, "Bang bang bang!" Three times in a row, the rain-soaked ground collapsed, revealing the blood-stained stones below, Xue Hu's forehead was already a blur of flesh and blood, and he didn't seem to realize it at all.

"Please take in Little Bean!"

Xue Hu didn't expect the immortals who appeared out of thin air to avenge them, he knew that it was almost impossible. However, he hoped that this female immortal would be able to take in Little Douko, who had just turned eight years old, for the sake of the 137 corpses in Izumo Village.

Beixiao Wutong's eyes fluctuated slightly, looking at Xue Hu and Xiaodouzi.

Still silent.

"Bang bang bang!"

Xue Hu kowtowed three times again, pulled Xiaodouzi up, and whispered, "Send everyone away!"

The rain gradually stopped.

One hundred and thirty-seven people, one hundred and thirty-seven pits.

Xue Hu gathered the fire oil from the whole village and carefully sprinkled it for everyone.

Light the torches!

Xiaodouzi seemed to suddenly understand something, he grabbed Huzi's arm, his eyes were pleading, and there were tears in his eyes: "Brother Huzi, don't burn my father, please ......."

Two lines of tears also poured out of Xue Hu's eyes: "Little Bean, send everyone away!"

"Wow!" Little Beans cried again, but no longer stopped.

Fire, blazing.

Those familiar faces, blurred in the flames, slowly disappeared.

"Little Bean, kowtow to everyone!"

"Dad, mother!" Xiaodouzi watched her father and mother being engulfed in flames, and her eyes were already swollen from crying.

Both knelt down at the same time and kowtowed to everyone.

There are no tombstones, only willow branches, one for each person, which are inserted in front of the grave.

As soon as it was over, Xiaodouzi immediately felt a whirlwind and fainted to the ground.

Xue Hu picked up the little bean and walked to Beixiao Wutong.

This time, he didn't say anything more, put down the little bean, and kowtowed three times to the Beixiao Wutong.

He looked at Xiaodouzi's somewhat pale face: "Xiaodouzi, I'm going to find the eldest brother to avenge everyone, you have to take care of yourself alone." The road to the west is far away, Brother Huzi can't take you away......"

Xue Hu turned around and left, not even looking back. The road to revenge is long, he only hopes that Xiaodouzi can grow up happily, forget all this, and he is willing to bear all the pain, even if it is gone!

Three days later......

Xiaodouzi slowly woke up from the dream, he had a terrible dream, the whole village died, and his father and mother were gone......

Thankfully, it's a dream.

"Mother, I'm hungry!" he subconsciously shouted.

However, when he opened his eyes, he found that this was not his home, but a completely unfamiliar place!

The thatched hut with a radius of three zhang has only a small table in addition to the straw bed where he lies on himself.

Then, it's one door and one window.

There was a white ethereal figure in the window, and Xiaodouzi was in a trance, that is, fairy sister......

Everything is true......

Two tear stains slowly slipped from Xiaodouzi's eyes.

"There is medicine on the table, drink it yourself. A cold voice came.

Xiaodouzi woke up in shock! Hurriedly got out of bed, wanting to go over and kowtow to Beixiao Wutong and ask him to avenge the villagers, but as soon as he got out of bed, his legs were weak and he almost fell to the ground.

After all, he is an eight-year-old child, he has suffered a drastic change, his mind is weak, he has been in the rain for so long, he has long been seriously ill, and he can survive because of a thought.

Beixiao Wutong didn't care about him, and walked straight out of the door.

After that, Xiaodouzi kowtowed several times and begged Beixiao Wutong to avenge him, but did not receive any reply.

The desperate little bean suddenly remembered the immortal method passed on to him by his eldest brother!

didn't tell Beixiao Wutong, Xiaodouzi began to practice secretly.

In the blink of an eye, a year has passed, and Xiaodouzi is nine years old.

In addition to secretly cultivating, he also needs to chop wood, boil water, cook, and occasionally go around.

In a year's time, Xiaodouzi has long known that this place is in Yunshan. On top of the mountain, though.

The clouds and mountains are majestic and steep. Even the people of Izumo Village rarely go to the top of the mountain, and halfway up the mountain, it is already covered with clouds and mist.

Take a steep path to pick up the water halfway up the mountain, fill the water tank, and put the rice in the pot.

After a few moments, head towards the back mountain.

"Sister fairy, it's time to eat!" Xiao Douzi shouted into the depths of the clouds.

The back mountain is his forbidden place, the first time he entered, he just saw the strange door, and was discovered by the fairy sister, and then, let him not be allowed to step into the back mountain no matter what.

So, every time he eats, he stands at a distance and shouts.

The voice echoed in the clouds, and soon a white figure walked out, twenty-eight years old, ethereal like a fairy, it was the North Night Wutong.

The two did not communicate, and Xiaodouzi was already used to it. In fact, in the past year, the number of openings of the North Night Sycamore is only a handful.

But today, she spoke again.

"Are you literate?"

Xiaodouzi was stunned, if it was an ordinary village child, he really might not be literate, especially since Xiaodouzi was only nine years old.

However, Han Yun taught Xiaodouzi to read and write as early as the age of five, and by the age of eight, Xiaodouzi didn't say that he knew all the words, but most of them did.

"Recognize some. Little Beanzi nodded.

"How old are you?" asked Beixiao Wutong again.

"Nine years old. ”

Silent.

Neither of them spoke, and Xiaodouzi took the meal, leaving only the sound of the clashing of dishes and chopsticks.

After eating, Xiaodouzi cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks and washed them.

When I turned around, I found that Beixiao Wutong was still sitting there, and usually, she would leave after eating.

"Starting tomorrow, you will go into the study and practice. Beixiao Wutong said lightly.

The study, the only wooden house here, Xiaodouzi has never entered.

At this moment, what made him even more surprised was that she knew that she was secretly practicing the exercises, but thinking about the identity of the other party's immortal, Xiaodouzi was relieved.

"Yes, Sister Fairy. Little Beans replied.

"Sister fairy?" Beixiao Wutong muttered to herself, "In terms of age, I am older than your mother, and in the future, you will call me aunt......"