The man on the snow burst forward, and a gust of wind broke behind him, which quickly magnified in the slightly dizzy eyes of the tiger demon.

"Bang!"

Without waiting for the tiger demon to react, a punching bag-sized fist slammed into its face unpretentiously.

The tiger demon was planted upside down in the snow, and then a raindrop of fists fell on the tiger's head with an extremely exaggerated frequency. The tiger demon has intelligence, but at this time it can't understand, or even think, under such a dense and powerful attack, it was blasted into the ground before it could even show the idea of resistance.

Half an hour later, a ray of sunlight shone in front of the man who was swinging his fist with red eyes, and the surroundings gradually became brighter, and the temperature gradually rose.

The man stopped moving, exhaled and wiped the black-green blood stains off his hands, and looked at the huge pit in front of him without any expression.

At this time, the tiger demon's entire tiger head had been deflated, several fangs had been broken, one eye had burst open, and the other was staring at the terrifying man in front of him with a slight green light, as if he was in a state of anger.

The sun seemed to angrily push away the shadows that stood in front of it, and soon a large area of light poured down and sprinkled the snow.

The pseudo-eclipse was over, and the tiger demon's body gradually carbonized in the sunlight, and finally fell apart, without a trace of wail, leaving only a needle that was completely black.

The man picked up the black needle, his expression frowned slightly, as if he was a little hesitant, but he still put the needle into his sleeve and turned around and came to Zhang Yi and the others.

At this time, Zhang Yi's face was pale and still in a coma, but his breath had stabilized and he had no worries about his life.

It's just that Yan Candle next to him is still angry, his face is hideous, but he has no breath, and he has obviously lost his vitality.

The man sighed, gently closed Yan Candle's eyes, took off his coat and wrapped his mutilated body around his shoulders, lifted Zhang Yi along the belt with the other hand, and walked down the mountain.

It was three days after Yan Zhu's funeral was held, and the entire Shitan Village was immersed in an atmosphere of grief during the three days of continuous wind and snow.

Outside the house of Yan Zhu, the head of the village, the villagers of the older generation gathered outside the mourning hall and cried, all wearing linen and filial piety.

Yan Jing knelt in front of the mourning hall, with two deep tears on his bearded face, and his eyes were full of grief.

Next to Yan Jing was his wife Xian'er, kneeling in front of the spirit like Yan Jing, holding a baby in her arms was Qiu Hu.

At this time, Qiu Hu was already fine, but the right side of his face was still wrapped in a medicinal cloth, but he didn't cry or make trouble, and looked at the people at the scene curiously with one eye.

In the midst of crying and mourning, Zhang Yi came to the spirit with the support of a man. The man who supported him was the one who killed the tiger demon with a hammer that day, and he was Zhang Yi's former junior brother, named Luo Tie, who cultivated a foreign body.

Zhang Yi looked at Yan Candle's mourning hall in front of him with some sorrow, thinking of the situation that day, if it wasn't for Yan Candle blocking him at the critical moment, maybe today's funeral would have been prepared for him.

After Zhang Yi knelt down, he turned to look at Yan Jing.

"The dead are gone, but the living are like us. Yan Lao She, as a human being, is really a hero, he has guarded Shitan Village for half his life, you have to take on heavy responsibilities in the future, don't let him down, alas. ”

"Dr. Zhang, I know." Yan Jing bit his lip and saluted back, tears running across his rough face again.

Zhang Yi patted Yan Jing's shoulder, turned his eyes to look at Qiu Hu in Xian'er's arms, and was about to say something, Yan Jing hurriedly said: "This child has no father and no mother, it was my father who saved him desperately, and Xian'er and I will definitely raise him as our own children to comfort my father's spirit in the sky." ”

Zhang Yi still wanted to say something, looking at the big man in front of him who was completely different from the previous stupid, he finally didn't speak, just handed a box wrapped in yellow paper to Yan Jing, looked up at Yan Candle's mourning hall again, and left with Luo Tie's support.

"Senior brother, what you just gave him is a warm jade, I can feel its aura through the box."

After leaving the mourning hall, Luo Tie said to Zhang Yi beside him.

Nuansheng jade itself is made of high-quality jadeite jade, which needs to be warmed for 100 days by the internal family exercises that major in medical arts. It is often accompanied by the body with the effect of strengthening the body, driving away evil spirits and avoiding poisons, and its effect is different according to the different days of warmth. Zhang Yi's piece of warm jade is the product of ten years of warmth, and its preciousness is self-evident.

"That's right, but no matter how valuable the item is, it can't be compared with Yan Lao's kindness, besides, I have decided to go back with you, and this thing is left to Yan Jing, which can be regarded as a reward for Yan Lao."

"But the kid ......"

"It's okay, we'll see you later."

Luo Tie nodded and did not speak, holding Zhang Yi and gradually disappearing into the wind and snow.

After Yan Lao's coffin was buried the next day, everyone returned to the village, and Yan Jing came to Zhang Yi's house with red eyes.

Yu has to be taken care of, and he has been living for ten years, and his kindness cannot be repaid. Now that the deceased is gone, full of sorrow, he has just been recalled by the master, so he said goodbye. This is over, and the rest will return. If you are undecided, you can take the jade to the Cloud City Youcaotang. This ode to peace.

After reading the letter, Yan Jing quietly pestled beside the table, his eyes were red and he couldn't shed tears, he only looked out of the door with a sad face, and spit out a hoarse sentence in his throat: "Doctor Zhang, I can't read!" ”