The eldest grandfather put Peiyu in Mu Li's hand and sat with his eyes closed, and his breath became weaker and weaker.

After the two crisp sounds of things breaking on the other side of Mu Li, a pair of three-inch gold teeth appeared in the second grandfather's hand.

"Boy, the eldest grandfather has given you a souvenir, and the second grandfather can't let you be empty-handed.

This is the natal tooth of my brocade rat clan, and only the natal tooth of the royal family with pure blood is golden.

You should also keep it in mind, don't look at it as just gold, which is much more precious than worldly gold and silver. ”

As the second grandfather spoke, his mouth was full of blood from the wound after the broken tooth.

After Mu Li took the gold tooth handed by the second grandfather, the second grandfather also sat cross-legged beside the eldest grandfather.

"Ao, by the way, the spirit beasts that your second grandfather and I killed at that time were all buried under the house, that is, because of the coercion of those spirit beasts, there were no spirit beasts in our vicinity.

Go back, dig out those spirit beasts, dismantle them, get some spirit materials, and refine a weapon or something for self-defense. ”

After speaking, his smart eyes rolled, blinked, and continued:

"Stinky boy, live well in the future, open snacks, don't keep crying nose, goodbye, hahaha......"

The voice fell, and the second grandfather also closed his eyes.

Feeling the breath on the two grandfathers in front of him gradually dissipating, Mu Li cried out again, and his heart-rending cry resounded on the top of the mountain.

"The second grandfather said that you will cook tomorrow, and the eldest grandfather promised to tell me the story of your youth last time......

After crying heartbreakingly for a long time, Mu Li, who was calm, sobbed hard, knelt in front of the two grandfathers, and said one by one:

"Grandpa and second grandpa, Mu Li, now, I will work hard to live happily in the future, I will not cry my nose, and I will not let the two grandfathers down. ”

After calming down for a moment, Mu Li knelt up straight, clenched his fists in a proper manner, and shouted loudly:

"Mu Li, congratulations to the two grandfathers who passed away. ”

Hearing this, the corners of the two grandfathers' mouths rose as if everything had been put down, and the breath dissipated in the sky and the earth in an instant.

Holding back the teardrops rolling in his eyes, Mu Li respectfully knelt in front of the two grandfathers.

After a while, with a click, something seemed to be broken in Mu Li's skull, and those painful memories before going up the mountain in Zhihai poured out of the seal like a tide.

Those memories that made Mu Li's soul lose because of drinking Meng Po soup were re-imprinted on Mu Li's soul.

Before Mu Li could react, a sharp stabbing pain made him faint.

One day, two days...... Day and night have passed, seven days have passed, the bonfire has long been extinguished, the meat has been roasted to charcoal, and the stone pot has dried up, leaving only the bones in the pot.

At noon on the eighth day, Mu Li woke up under the scorching sun.

The person is still the same person, but there is an extra repressive aura on his body, which is hatred, to be precise, he has carried hatred again.

Mu Li was lying on the ground, looking up at the clear sky, and unconsciously remembered the Kunpeng sea map he saw three years ago in his mind.

When Mu Li thought of the moment when Kunpeng rushed out of the Beiming Sea by sea to fight for nine days, Mu Li's heart suddenly opened up, and the sullen breath in his chest also exhaled with Kunpeng's loud cry.

calmed down, and Mu Li seemed to have returned to his previous heartless appearance.

Mu Li thought in his heart, maybe the two grandfathers didn't want to see their down-and-out appearance.

Getting up from the ground, Mu Li looked at the eldest grandfather sitting in front of him and the second grandfather who had turned into the main body and said:

"The two grandfathers rest assured, Mu Li will live happily, the hatred of the family, I will wait until the strength is enough to ask for it back one by one. ”

Mu Li found a place with a good view near the house, and wanted to get a shovel, but stopped before he could take the first step when he turned around.

How can the place where the two grandfathers are buried be built with farm tools?

Mu Li turned around, squatted on the ground, and began to dig up on the ground with his hands.

It was dark and bright, bright and dark.

There were blisters on the hands, and the blisters burst and blistered again.

By the time Mu Li clapped the last handful of soil with his blood-stained hands, the sky was already full of stars.

Looking up at the twinkling stars in the sky, Mu Li felt that his three years were more like a dream than the three years in Mu Mansion.

Although his two grandfathers in the dream always looked like scoundrels, they gave Mu Li the capital to survive in this world.

Leaning on the grave, recalling the time with the two grandfathers, Mu Li suddenly laughed at himself.

"Mu Li, Mu Li, are you really destined to be displaced?

Parents and brothers are gone, and now grandpa is gone, and even the belief that supported him to escape from the ghost gate has been shattered, why is this happening. ”

The owner of the voice that once supported him to escape from the ghost gate, he can never wait.

Because in order to protect Mu Li, she swung her sword in front of Mu Li and killed herself.

Back then, the young Mu Li hid under the sealed bed and witnessed all that.

The moon set and the sun rose, looking at the rising sun, Li Chen stood up and yelled at the edge of the cliff, shouting:

"Mother, Li'er will live well. ”

Mu Li's grief echoed in the mountains with the roar, and the whistling peaks brought the roar of longing to the distance.

Staring at his red eyes, Mu Li looked back and saw the two tombstones he had erected.

The tomb of the grandfather who fell into the dust - Mu Lili.

The tomb of the second grandfather Jinfeng - Mu Lili.

The discomfort of the tears on his face made Mu Li rub his face with his hands, looked at the tombstone and shouted:

"Two stinky old men, what are you laughing at, I haven't seen anyone who misses my mother. ”

Mu Li is like this rising sun, and there is no depression on his body.

Facing the rising sun, Mu Li was on the edge of the cliff of the walkway, and Mu Li's long hair fluttered in the cold mountain peaks.

At this moment, Mu Li was full of solemn sadness that did not match his age, facing the north, looking at the place where he was born.

"Kyushu, I will definitely go back.

Genyin Dynasty, when I return to Muli, you will never recover!"

Finally, after taking a deep look at the far north, Mu Li never looked at the scenery in that direction after retracting his gaze.

When he returned to the house and looked at the empty room, he still felt very uncomfortable, but Mu Li didn't show it on his face.

Mu Li is such a person, cynical on the surface, always heartless as if everything doesn't matter, but the friendship in his heart is thicker than the sky.

On the surface, he was resolute and decisive, and it seemed that the emotional fetters could not restrain him at all, but in fact, any thought was deeply carried by Mu Li in his heart, and only he knew it.

Such a person may be tired and misunderstood, but it is like an indestructible armor that makes him strong.

"There's nothing wrong with living alone, eating and drinking, and sleeping when you're bored. ”

said so, but Mu Li had been cleaning up the things in the house.

Life in the mountains is nothing more than self-sufficiency, and even if many things are valuable, they will be thrown away if they are useless in the mountains.

So there wasn't much stuff in the house, except for a simple bed and cupboard.

Fold the bedding and clothes worn by the two grandfathers, and put them neatly in the cabinet.