Huzi's head hangs from a tree, and below is his tied body.

I was so frightened that I couldn't speak for a while, and the sharp stone in my hand fell to the ground.

At that moment, I only felt my head buzzing, as if I heard the sound of electricity running through my eardrums, why would anyone kill Huzi, or use such cruel means to make his head go to a different place?

I suddenly remembered that when I went to dig the bird's nest with him when I was very young, the branch in his hand accidentally poked the corner of my eye, and I scolded the tiger in pain and told him to get out.

Huzi cried while saying sorry to me, I punched him twice and he didn't fight back, and then Huzi said, I'm just too stubborn, and I never apologize to others.

When I walked out of the mountains, the years made me realize that I was not the protagonist of this world, not even a supporting role, when I accidentally broke a glass of champagne while serving a plate at a bar around the school, and tried to apologize to someone for the first time.

Others said that I was blind, and I just showed a trace of dissatisfaction on my face and almost caused a group to attack, the arrogant face of the leader I still remember, he pointed at me and said, you are a naturally cheap person, you should not have a temper, let you lose the money for this glass of wine I am afraid that I can't afford to pay, immediately disappear from my eyes, get out!

Not only that, but I was called to the office by the manager on duty and scolded me and asked me why I had offended the guest, and I said that I didn't mean it and had already apologized.

The manager pointed to the broken glass in the wooden tray and shouted: "How much is your apology worth, do you know that this glass of champagne is worth more than 800, and your part-time job for a week is not enough to compensate!" ”

From then on, I learned that the self-esteem I had always held on to was worthless in the eyes of others, and that I didn't even say a word of apology when my best friend was hurt by me.

People always take something for granted when they have it, and regret it when they lose it.

I watched in a daze as Huzi's head was hung from a tree, his hands trembling uncontrollably, his eyelids drooping, looking at me half-open, and I remembered that when I came home from the old lady's house and scolded his grandfather without looking back, I saw his shadow extending to the soles of my feet wiping tears.

Although Huzi doesn't play with his peers in the village, he is not the kind of introverted person, his family conditions are among the best in the village, and the cigarettes he smokes are all good cigarettes.

Who was so ruthless as to kill him like this? He had to use his cell phone to text me so that I could witness his death.

The grass behind me shook, Li Fugui followed the trail to find it, holding a black iron spear in his hand, when he saw the tiger in a different place, Li Fugui, who had always been cold and powerful, became panicked, he called the name of the tiger in his mouth, and his cry trembled.

"Huzi, hold on, grandpa will definitely save you."

Li Fugui rushed forward and removed Huzi's head from the branch, he hurriedly put Huzi's head on Huzi's broken neck, and then touched his heart.

"There are still those who are saved, and there are those who are saved!" Li Fugui roared, he rolled up his sleeves, and then took out a black steel needle from behind him, slashed it at his arm, and blood flowed straight down.

Only then did I notice that when Li Fugui was sprayed on his arm by Guo Blind Man's mouthful of essence blood at Guo Blind's house before, half of his arm turned black, but now his arm is extremely smooth, and he looks like he has been injured.

Blood flowed down Li Fugui's palm, and Li Fugui clenched his fists, dripping the blood between Huzi's head and neck.

I've never seen anything so incredible, the tiger's broken neck actually began to heal slowly, and I even heard the sound of broken bones coming together.

And the scratched position of Li Fugui's arm also healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the skin was smooth in a moment, leaving only faint marks.

Li Fugui cut his arm with a steel needle again, the green tendons on his arms were exposed, and his forehead was also full of green tendons, his face was hideous, and he kept repeating a sentence: "There is still salvation, there must be salvation." ”

I stood next to Huzi's body and watched his head and neck slowly heal together, while Li Fugui cut his arm again and again, his face began to turn pale, and his gray hair turned gray in an instant, and the whole person was ten years old.

When Li Fugui's slashed arm healed again, Huzi's neck had also been completely healed, and there were light red marks on the surface of his skin, but his face was still pale, without any blood, and his eyelids drooped, looking gloomy and sad.

Resurrection from the dead, since ancient times is a taboo, the Taoist classics contain some dying old people in the dying when they save a breath in the abdomen, if there are any Taoist people to practice the longevity of the Tao Dan or find a thousand years of rare ancient medicine can make the dying revive, against the sky.

Among those who were killed, those who were shocked to the heart or whose internal organs were damaged and who lacked the art to return to heaven also heard that there was a great master of the Daomen who could use his life's Taoism to use the method of reincarnation to repair the body and pull people back alive from the ghost gate.

The only people who cannot be resurrected from the dead are those with incomplete limbs, and it is impossible for people who have been torn apart, especially those whose heads have been cut off, to come back from the dead, this is not a taboo, nor a rule, but common sense.

Li Fugui showed his extraordinary ability in front of me, his blood has a healing ability that is ten million times stronger than ordinary people, and before Huzi's blood coagulates, let his broken head regenerate, but Huzi can only obtain a whole corpse.

Guo Huaiyi is full of evil arts, and if he wants to be resurrected, he has to wait for thirty years, and after many tribulations, he has become neither human nor ghost, but his physical body is still intact.

How could a tiger who was beheaded in a different place come back to life.

"Huzi." I whispered the name of the tiger.

Li Fugui looked crazy, he raised his head to look at me, gritted his teeth and said, "You killed my grandson, you killed him!" ”

Li Fugui said and pulled up the iron spear on the ground and walked towards me, I staggered back, I felt a strong killing intent from Li Fugui's body, I said: "How could I kill Huzi, he is my brother." ”

But Li Fugui didn't listen to me at all, he approached me step by step, my whole body was cold, as if I was frozen, at the entrance of the wasteland in the distance, my mother ran in the night, when he saw Li Fugui holding an iron spear to kill me, she exclaimed and said: "Don't, don't kill my son!" ”

But Li Fugui looked like a madman, he couldn't listen to it at all, he suddenly stabbed the iron spear in his hand into my chest, I could feel the sound of the iron spear piercing through the ribs, and the sound of the iron spear piercing from the back.

I grabbed the iron spear that pierced my body, and the pain swept through my body, leaving me in agony.

"Yang Hao!" My mother was frightened, her voice trembled, and she ran towards me, but she had only just run a few steps as if she had seen something terrible, and she stopped and stepped back.

A smile appeared on her mother's face, and she said: "What your father Yang Sanqian said is right, he didn't lie to me, in Futuling, no one can take your life." ”

I didn't understand what my mother meant, but I saw the blood in my chest begin to clot, and streaks of black smoke wafted out of the wound.

On top of my skin, spots appeared, and these spots floated out of the skin, gradually turning into ancient words.

These ancient, black-glowing little characters surround my body, forming circles of light.

Li Fugui's eyes were torn and he stepped back, and he watched my eyes go from black and white to pure black, and then I couldn't see the whites of my eyes at all.

At this time, looking down from the sky, I was like a black dot under the moonlit night, standing on the wasteland of Futu Mountain.

Rumble!

A not-so-loud movement resounded in the sky above Futu Ridge, taking me as the origin, it shook in all directions, all the grass, trees, sand and stones were leveled in an instant, and my whole body was wrapped in black secret texts, looking like a demon drilled out of hell in the dark night.

Li Fugui protected Huzi's body in time before the black fluctuations, and the iron spear that had penetrated my scars turned into a black streamer that pierced Li Fugui's heart and nailed to the cliff behind him, making a buzzing sound.

Li Fugui half-knelt on the ground and put Huzi beside him, coughing up blood in his mouth, and the bloody hole in his chest healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Yang Sanqian actually left such a thing in your body." Li Fugui said fiercely, he got up from the ground, the muscles on his body squirmed, and his upper clothes were all torn.

After Li Fugui finished speaking, he rushed towards me like a fierce tiger, my fingertips moved slightly, and at a distance of ten meters, Li Fugui suddenly flew back upside down, and crashed into the rock wall behind him with a bang.