It had been three days since Bai Nian woke up, and he felt his head dizzy, and when he opened his eyes, it was pitch black in front of him. Reaching out to touch it, it was blocked by a layer of hard objects, and when he knocked it, it turned out to be a layer of wooden boards.

It was surrounded by planks like a long box, and he was trapped in it.

"How did I end up here?" a hint of unease flashed through his heart, and he tried with all his might to push the plank in front of him, but it didn't move.

In the confusion, Bai Nian found that his perception had become more sensitive, and his consciousness was released, like an eye, through this layer of wooden plank, he saw the surrounding scenery.

Consciously, he saw a sealed room with a coffin in the middle of it, and he was in it. A huge panic struck, and he couldn't understand what was going on and why the village chief had put him in a coffin.

The dappled moonlight penetrated the village, and corpses were strewn all over the place, a dilapidated and desolate scene. A slightly chubby child came to the village from the dense forest outside the village, and he looked at the scene before him, and the grief was so great that he almost passed out. He staggered and walked into a stone house, pried open a stone slab on the ground, and beneath it was a secret room.

Bai Fan came to the coffin where Bai Nian was and pried open the four iron nails that held the coffin.

Bai Nian heard the sound, he shouted loudly, but there was no response, and the sound of the iron nail being pulled out sounded.

The lid of the coffin was pushed open, Bai Nian sat up, and a large gulp of air poured into his mouth and nose, mixed with a rancid smell. In the darkness, a black shadow flew into Bai Nian's arms, sobbing silently.

"Xiao Fan, what's wrong with you?" The slightly chubby figure made Bai Nian immediately guess this person.

"Brother Nian, grandpa, grandpa and daddy, they are dead. Bai Fan completely let go of his voice and cried, a faint sound coming out of his hoarse throat.

"What the hell is going on?" Bai Nian's heart beat slowly, an indescribable sadness shrouded his heart, and the blood in his body seemed to be frozen, as if something had been lost forever.

"On the day you fell unconscious, there were a lot of people in black in the village, they seemed to be looking for someone, and if they didn't find it, they killed Grandpa and them, and everyone in the village died. ”

Bai Fan choked up, and he felt cold when he thought of those cruel pictures.

"Grandpa gave you a fake death pill, and then let me escape in advance, telling me to let you out here in three days. ”

The two of them walked out of the stone house and saw a shocking scene through the thin moonlight, the hundreds of vague corpses were inserted into the pointed wooden pillars.

Bai Nian couldn't imagine the pain they suffered before they died, those were the relatives who watched him grow up, taught him to read, taught him to practice martial arts, taught him to hunt, and taught him to be a man. These people had been all in his world, but they were all dead, and he could feel the souls of the dead crying in the night around him.

The chaotic emotions made Bai Nian extremely depressed, he wanted to break something, but he couldn't do anything, like a drowning person struggling indiscriminately but nothing in the end.

"Quiet, calm. Bai Nian thought silently, he forced himself to calm down, and there was a tremor in his palm, and Bai Fan held his hand and flicked it. Bai Nian bent down and hugged Bai Fan, who was trembling with fear. At that moment, he suddenly felt as if he had grown up in an instant, and he secretly vowed to protect the only relative in the village.

As the night faded, the two figures were busy in a mountain forest, where hundreds of corpses were piled up in a deep pit with a radius of ten feet. It took Bai Nian and Bai Fan a whole night to move the corpses into the pit, and then the two of them filled in the pit with soil and erected a wooden plaque on it.

The simple words "Tomb of the White Village" fell on the pitch-black wooden board, and no one could imagine that there were hundreds of corpses buried under this wooden board.

It is impossible for the two to watch their relatives be exposed, but they can only deal with it simply if they are weak.

Bai Nian and Bai Fan knelt down three times in front of the tomb and walked towards the depths of Fengqi Mountain.

On the way, Bai Nian found that when he woke up, his body became stronger, and he could even faintly look inside himself, seeing the blurred internal organs, and there were wisps of spiritual power flowing in his blood.

"Xiao Fan, you said that this piece of red jade was left by your grandfather, and asked me to take it to the depths of Fengqi Mountain to find an altar?" Bai Nian was playing with a circular red jade with a diameter of seven inches in his hand, very puzzled. The red jade had a metallic touch but a jade luster, and there was no carving on it, which the village chief put into the coffin where he was hiding with the white jade ring and the "Thousand Laws".

"Grandpa said that this piece of red jade can hide our whereabouts and protect us from the monsters. Bai Fan opened his mouth slightly.

Bai Nian was a little shocked, such a simple piece of red jade had such an anti-heaven function, he invaded his mind into the red jade and carefully probed.

Suddenly, the red jade emitted a faint red light, and a terrifying pressure hit, and Bai Nian felt like an ant facing the dragon. At that moment, the whole world turned red in his sight, and the air was as thick as a liquid, making him feel as if he was in a sea of bright red blood.

That wisp of consciousness dissipated instantly, Bai Nian came to his senses, took a big breath of air, the feeling of suffocation still existed, and at that moment he almost thought he was going to die.

"Brother Nian, what's wrong?" Looking at Bai Nian's scene just now, Bai Fan was a little puzzled.

"What a terrifying pressure, this piece of red jade is definitely not simple. Remembering that the village chief had to go to the depths of Fengqi Mountain with some village elders every year to worship, as if he was guarding something, Bai Nian felt that there was a secret in front of him, and if he wanted to uncover this secret, he had to find the altar first.

In the depths of Fengqi Mountain, there is a rushing river separating the mountains, and up the river is the altar place where the village chief goes every year. Bai Nian and Bai Fan had never been to that altar, but everyone in Bai Village knew that the altar was at the top of a river.

The two of them came to the bottom of a waterfall, and the water rushed down a thousand feet high, and the rushing water made people feel desperate.

"How can we go up such a high waterfall?" Bai Fan looked at Bai Nian, a little at a loss. The two of them had walked for two days in the dense jungle before they came to this waterfall, but now they were blocked by this thousand-zhang waterfall.

Along the way, neither of them encountered too powerful demon beasts, as if there was a power guarding them in the dark, Bai Nian looked at the piece of red jade hanging on his chest, and thought for a while.

"We'll spend the night in the neighborhood and we'll see if there's anything we can do tomorrow. Bai Nian looked at the cascading waterfall, and didn't know what to do.

It was getting late, and the two of them lit a bonfire by the river, roasting some monster meat. These demon beast flesh was called by Bai Nian, and he found that his strength was more than ten times stronger than before, and the spiritual power in the heaven and earth dispersed into the blood, which greatly improved his physique.

And his mind can be released to cover a distance of ten meters, if it is released in a straight line, it can even reach thirty meters, and his straight line vision can reach five thousand meters, relatively speaking, this skill may be a bit weak, but what if the mind is put behind him? It is a little terrifying, and Bai Nian found that his mind should still be able to grow.

"Xiao Fan, do you know why Bai Village has to come there every year to worship?" Bai Nian asked, eating the meat of the demon beast.

"I've heard my father say before that our White Village used to be a very powerful tribe, but then there was a split inside, and some people were separated, and a few of the separated people came here to establish the White Village. I thought my dad was cheating on the kid. Bai Fan fell into the memories and thought of his relatives, tears unconsciously dripped down.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought it up. Bai Nian was a little ashamed, Bai Fan was just a ten-year-old child, but he had experienced such a cruel reality, and every night Bai Fan would wake up crying when he was sleeping, shouting some vague words.

"Brother Nian, why? Why did you save that woman, do you know? The people who killed Grandpa were looking for her, and they wanted to say that this village had the smell of that woman. They searched for a long time and couldn't find it, so they started to kill, you must have been contaminated with the breath of that woman, but grandpa they didn't hand you over in the end. Bai Fan choked up intermittently and said, he knew that these words would definitely make Bai Nian feel guilty, but he was just a child with a young heart, these words had been held in his heart for a long time, and it was really uncomfortable not to say them.

Bai Nian listened quietly to Bai Fan's complaints, he had already guessed that it was the people who chased and killed Lin Qingyue who slaughtered the village. Stretching out his hand and hugging Bai Fan tightly, Bai Nian gently patted his back.

"If you hadn't taken care of that woman, wouldn't this have happened?" Bai Fan lay in his arms and cried as hard as he could, and after saying this, he gradually fell asleep.

If Lin Qingyue hadn't been taken care of at that time and let her be caught by those people in black, wouldn't all this have happened? Bai Nian also began to doubt himself, was it his fault?

Bai Nian raised his head and looked at the night sky, the sky was full of stars around the moon, and in his ears was the subtle thunderclap of firewood burning and the thunderous sound of a waterfall rushing down. Bai Nian thought of Lin Qingyue, the peerless figure turned his head and smiled at him before parting, and his smile was so beautiful that it hurt people. He didn't regret saving her, it had nothing to do with beauty, he was a kind person, and the people in the village had taught him to help him in times of injustice. His heart is like this, but fate has never been unpredictable.

This is a world where the strong can easily decide the fate of the weak, and all the so-called laws and regulations are only used to restrict the weak, and those laws and regulations are vulnerable in front of the strong.

Bai Nian bowed his head, his gaze was determined, he had never been so eager for power.