fell into the depression, and then he realized that he had been hiding in it before, and Dad, he had always known about it.

The waterfall was too small, and the depression was too small, only enough for him to hide in it alone at the age of five, and his father and mother couldn't get in at all.

But he was not afraid, because there is water here, and fire is afraid of water, and they will be fine, they will be fine.

However, why did my mother cry in distress when she saw his face, and my father would comfort my mother and him, saying that everything would be fine, and they would be fine, but during this period of time when it was dark and bright, gradually their voices became smaller and smaller, and when the day was almost dawn, my father said to him "live well", and then he would never talk to him again?

He was so scared that he didn't know what was wrong with his father, so he was protected by his father, and after another day and night, he watched the trees around the waterfall rise from flames to darkness and smoke.

Daddy's body became very cold, cold, and very hard and hard.

He was already hungry and couldn't stand it, and after not getting a response from his father, he tried to push them hard.

"Plop".

Daddy and mother, fell into the small pool formed by the small waterfall, and still maintained the appearance of protecting him, motionless.

He was very young at the time, but he knew what was wrong with them.

Actually, from the time they stopped talking to him, he knew it, but he had been deceiving himself, no, no.

But now, he can't fool himself.

Unable to suppress his emotions any longer, he began to cry loudly, crying heartbreakingly, his voice was hoarse, and the scars on his face were hot and painful, but he couldn't suppress the pain in his heart.

However, no matter how sad he cried, his father and mother would never come to hug him again and ask him why he was crying.

"Live well."

Father's words made him, who was so tired of crying that he couldn't cry, slowly wiped away his tears, tried to wade through the small but deep pool of water for him, ran to the bushes where the fire had been extinguished and there was a heat wave, picked up the corpse of an animal that had almost been burned to charcoals, I don't know what it was, and tore and ate the burnt meat.

The pungent smell made him take a bite, spit it out, spit it out, and then take another bite.

It wasn't until he forced himself to fill his stomach that he slowly dragged his parents to the land again, and he realized what had happened to them before.

Daddy's back to his ankles were smashed beyond recognition by the fallen tree.

On the back of the mother's waist, a long broken branch was inserted into it, almost through the body.

How much pain did they have to endure to hide him here and save his life?

He couldn't imagine it anymore, and only had his father's last words in his heart: live well.

With the charcoal and stones around them, barely cover them, and count them as a tomb.

The fire around the waterhole has receded, but the wildfire continues in the distance.

He couldn't go anywhere.

A month later, there was no open fire in his surroundings, and he began to walk slowly along the stream of the waterhole, expecting to get out of the mountains.

It's easy to do when he's thirsty, he walks along the stream, and drinking water is not a problem.

It's just that when I'm hungry, I can only pick up the burned animal carcasses on the ground that I didn't have time to escape, and tear at the burnt flesh.

At first, you may be nauseated by the pungent smell to the point of vomiting, and later, you will get used to it.

In this way, the wildfire burned for another month.

Along the stream, walking and stopping all the way, he met Fushan who came out to look for medicinal herbs, but was led by a mountain fire to investigate.

A weak child, covered in pitch black and covered with scars, made Fushan unbearable to let him stay there alone, so he took him back to Qingfeng Valley.