The next day, Tianxian, Tianxing and others suppressed the sadness in their hearts, packed up their things, and prepared to take care of the fourth uncle's funeral. The village also sent someone to carry a coffin. Because the fourth uncle has a low rank in the village, only this group of fatherless and motherless children can wear filial piety. After putting the fourth uncle in the coffin, several strong villagers lifted the coffin and, under the sad gaze of the rest of the villagers, led the children to the final destination of the deceased - the cemetery.

Walking in the middle of the team, there were seven children in this group, four from the uncle's family and two from the second master's family. Originally, the uncle swore that he would make persistent efforts to have a few more children, but unfortunately left prematurely. The second uncle was afraid that there would be too many children, so he washed his hands after giving birth to two, and no longer engaged in child production.

Among the children, Tianxing can only rank fourth in terms of age, just in the middle. Together with the four people who carried the coffin, the team of eleven people left the village and slowly walked along the rugged mountain road in the dense forest between the mountains.

After a long time, in the dense forest, walking in the sky, I suddenly felt dizzy, the scene in front of me was blurred, only a few wandering figures were shaking, and at the same time a dull, incantation-like percussion sounded.

It was the sound of a hard object hitting wood, thump, thumpy, and the rhythm was monotonous and dull.

Tianxing sensed that something was wrong, and he wanted to turn his head to see if the others were not doing well, but his head did not turn with his consciousness: his head was out of control.

Tianxing tried to stop again, but his feet were still moving forward firmly, he wanted to slap himself, but his hands just swung back and forth with his feet.

The whole body is out of his control, and Tianxing has become a soul imprisoned in ** that is not under his control. His heart became agitated, and at the same time there was a deep sense of unease and fear, although he could not predict what was going to happen, but it would definitely not be a good thing to look at the current situation.

Tianxing's consciousness became more and more blurred, he exhausted the last of his strength, trying to use the corner of his eye to see if the others were normal, but he failed, he could no longer stay awake, his mind became more and more confused, everything was like a strange and strange dream.

At the end of Tianxing's vague memory, a very white dog jumped in front of everyone and barked at them. But they paid no heed. So the dog jumped up to Tianxing, opened its big mouth, and bit down hard.

With an earth-shattering scream, Tianxing regained consciousness, and he felt that his calf should have been bitten through, because an unbearable heart-piercing pain came from his calf.

Tianxing hurriedly squatted down, and a blood-red calf came into his eyes. The wound was as long as the palm of his hand, and the blood rushed out of it like a prisoner had been liberated, staining his entire foot red. There was a pool of blood on the ground early. The pain of the fire hit Tianxing's heart like a tidal wave, and he felt that his heart could not bear the pain and exploded.

At this time, Tianxing was stunned, and he found that he had regained consciousness and regained his body. Tianxing gritted his teeth and endured the pain, quickly tore off a piece of filial piety clothes, and hastily bandaged the wound. Although the wound hurt him too much to think, he was able to move, he had a chance to change the situation, and the situation had improved.

Tianxing was secretly happy in his heart, but looking at the people who were gradually moving away from him, he couldn't help but get anxious. He stood up on one leg and jumped up and ran after the crowd.

This group of people moved their feet and waved their hands stiffly like puppets, their faces were expressionless, and their eyes were blank, obviously the same as the situation just now. And the sound of knock still kept coming from the front. Tianxing jumped vigorously to catch up with the team from the side, and then followed the reputation and found the source of the knocking sound - the coffin containing the fourth uncle.

"Isn't the fourth uncle dead, he's waiting for us to save him. Thinking of this, Tianxing was secretly happy in his heart, and a distorted smile appeared on his face (the damn leg injury was too painful). For Tianxing, he has seen a dog that can still talk with only a skeleton of bones, and it is not strange for a person with a layer of meat and skin wrapped in a skeleton of bones to knock on a coffin.

"Fourth Uncle Fourth Uncle~~~" Tianxing shouted eagerly, and at the same time, he quickly jumped towards the fourth uncle's place with force on his legs. Caressing the thick coffin lid with both hands, Tianxing deeply felt the vibration of the coffin due to the knock. "Fourth uncle, fourth uncle, I'm here to save you. Saying that, Tianxing's nose was sour, and he actually shed tears.

The crowd was still moving slowly like a puppet. Tianxing didn't have time to sigh too much, and a villager carrying the tail of the coffin had already bumped into him.

Tianxing jumped quickly and jumped back into the middle of the coffin, and at the same time clasped the edge of the coffin lid with both hands, and squeezed it upwards hard, but did not pick it up. The coffin lid was still too heavy for him, especially now that he could only stand on one leg.

The villagers carrying the coffin rushed towards him again.

Tianxing jumped along the coffin a few more times, and when he reached the position of the head of the coffin, he stood and rested.

As the blood continued to flow out of his calf, he felt that his strength was also constantly draining, he didn't have much chance, and now that the fourth uncle was in the coffin, he didn't know what the situation was, and he needed to be rescued as soon as possible.

The middle of the coffin soon came to Tianxing's hand again. Tianxing let his injured leg also step on the ground, clasped the edge of the coffin lid with both hands, and pulled it upwards hard, kicking his legs to the ground violently. The injured leg was kicked hard by Tianxing, which made Tianxing feel even more pain. Stimulated by great pain, Skywalk's potential exploded. With a bang, the coffin lid was lifted to the ground, revealing the fourth uncle's thin body.

The fourth uncle is still thin and dark, and there is no change. But there was a change all around - the tapping stopped.

People looked at Tianxing in amazement and gratitude, obviously although they had just lost the command of their bodies, they vaguely remembered what had happened: a dog bit Tianxing to wake up, Tianxing overturned the coffin lid, broke the knocking sound, and woke everyone up.

At this moment, Tianxing lost too much blood, his physical strength was exhausted, and his body collapsed, he held on to the edge of the coffin weakly, looking at the fourth uncle in the coffin, his eyes were full of disappointment and frustration: The four books have left, completely and forever, and will never come back. Although it was only afternoon, Tianxing felt that the surroundings were getting darker, and his body involuntarily tilted along the coffin to the ground on the side.

A few children ran up quickly, supported him, and led him to a clean and flat place for him to lie down and rest. Tianxing had already fainted at this time, and let them settle down.

Several villagers carrying the coffin discussed it and felt that the matter was too strange, and they had deviated from the original route to the cemetery. Now they also know this road, and occasionally walk it, and they usually do not find anything strange or dangerous. But this time the strange knocking sound led them down the road, and what exactly they were going to do, people didn't know. The danger is over, and there is no need to risk it for the sake of curiosity.

The adults carried the coffin, and the children carried the Tianxing, returning to the original path.

After sending the fourth uncle to the cemetery, several uncles carefully put the coffin of the fourth uncle into the grave, waved a shovel, buried the original soil, and then moved stones from other places, shoveled soil, and built a big grave for the fourth uncle. After the pile was finished, the uncles used shovels to pat the grave hard, as if they were afraid that the fourth uncle would crawl out of the grave. After all this was done, an adult led the people back to the village with his back to the sky.

A month later, Tianxing's leg injury was basically no longer serious, and he left the village with a firm step and walked into the depths of the mountains under the eyes of everyone. He needs to hone his will and temper his strength in the depths of the mountains.

Time flies, life is like a dream, and more than ten years have passed.

This year, Tianxing was twenty years old. In his mind, the beginning of his life was over, and so was his life in the mountains.

In the mountains, his strength did increase, but it was far from the extent he wanted. The body has grown taller, a foot of 1.80 meters, and the muscles have become stronger, so that they can knock down trees and kick stones.

But he always felt that he had not improved substantially, and he had never embarked on the path of cultivation. He is weak compared to those forces that cannot be predicted. Even compared with the various miraculous abilities of the departed fourth uncle among his brothers and sisters, he can't compare. The hatred of the fourth uncle and the reasons for the disappearance of his grandfather and others are problems that he couldn't solve when he was a child, and he still can't solve them now.

In the middle of this mountain, as he grew older, he felt more and more depressed and depressed. I used to be confident that my future self would become extremely powerful, but in the end, I found that it was just a dream.

In the last year of the Great Mountain, Tianxing had barely improved, and he felt that he had to get out of here. All grievances start here, but if you want to end this grievance, you must leave here and go to the outside world to find the so-called intentions.

For the last time, Tianxing came to the grave of the fourth uncle. Seeing the desolate scene of overgrown grass on the grave of the fourth uncle, Tianxing couldn't help but feel guilty and sad, and his belief in the future became extremely firm in his heart. He solemnly swore at the grave: "No matter how much it takes, no matter how many years it takes, as long as I live, I will never give up." One day, everything will have its way out. ”

Before leaving, Tianxing summoned his siblings for an impromptu meeting.

The siblings had never had a meeting, and their parents had disappeared during the meeting, so when they heard about the meeting, a rather nostalgic feeling surged in their hearts. The eldest Tianxian has already married a wife and had children, and the children have reached the age of making soy sauce, and the youngest is sixteen or seventeen years old, and he can already live on his own.

Looking at the brothers and sisters gathered together, Tianxing's heart fluctuated, and he even wanted to give up for a moment and live a peaceful life with his brothers and sisters. But such thoughts were only for a moment, and more than ten years of life in the mountains imprinted rebellion into his bones.

Tianxing stabilized his mind and said calmly: "Today I am going to leave here and go to a distant place." In the past ten years, I have failed, but I still have a chance. There are some things I have to do. The world is changing, who can predict the future, and I hope I can come back to visit you. After saying that, he quietly watched the crowd, one after another, and he wished he could see each other's faces for a while.

In the eyes of everyone, although Tianxing rarely lives with them, he is an extremely reliable person. Especially in the past two years, Tianxing has severely beaten up those who dare to be blind in front of them, so that the brothers and sisters have completely got rid of the status of the disadvantaged group in the village. The uncle who focused on the study of the thickness of the face is now honest, and no longer calls uncles endlessly. Tianxing can be regarded as their backer, but at this moment he is leaving, just like the fourth uncle who was also a backer ten years ago.

There was a sense of retention in everyone's eyes.

When Tianxing saw it, his heart became more and more difficult to give up. In this harmonious and parting atmosphere, the nephew who could make soy sauce suddenly asked in a coquettish voice: "Uncle, will we also see you on the top of the mountain in a few days, dark and thin basking in the sun?"

Tianxing was puzzled for a while when he heard this, but he immediately understood: his nephew was talking about his fourth uncle. Ten years have passed, and today he is leaving like the fourth uncle again, but the fourth uncle still knows where he is going, but Tianxing does not know where he is going. Tianxing smiled, did not answer his nephew's words, but said, "Take care, everyone." Then he turned and walked away.