Yinghuo's steps are brisk, and along the way, the surge of strength can barely be controlled, but there is no problem with normal walking.

There was a joy in his eyes that could not be hidden, and he was ready to tell the old man about it. It would be better if this golden light could be given to the old man and make him feel better. Yinghuo thought to himself.

Two years ago, it was the old beggar who fished him out of the river, and if it weren't for that, I'm afraid he would have already entered reincarnation. In addition, he has lost his memory, if it weren't for the old beggar to take him in, he still doesn't know where to beg for a living, how can he be as free as he is now?

The grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring! This is the great righteousness mentioned in the book. What's more, the old beggar is a life-saving grace to him! He has regarded the old beggar as his dearest relative in his heart.

"This scripture will also be shown to the old man when the time comes, maybe he can understand something, and it would be better to be able to prolong his life. Yinghuo's heart was still thinking about how to tell the old beggar about it later.

It was already very close to the cabin, and the joy in Yinghuo's heart was even stronger, and suddenly there was a noisy beating and scolding sound in front of him,

"You old man is hiding here? ”

"It hurt Lao Tzu to be beaten half to death by the master, and you still ran away......"

"Why don't you go to reincarnation?"

......

Ying Huo was shocked, how could anyone come here? Wasn't it his home in front of him? Immediately stomped hard under his feet, his body was like a beast, and he quickly rushed forward.

"Stop!" When he saw the scene in front of him, Yinghuo's eyes were split, and he suddenly roared, like a fierce beast, and pounced on the little thugs who were beating the old beggar together.

The group of thugs immediately dispersed and retreated two feet away. This man is as alive as a beast, and it is better to avoid the edge for a while.

There were five people in total, and Ying Huo soon came to the old beggar's side, squatting down, his eyes faintly bloodshot. Stared viciously at the group of people in front of him.

The old beggar lay flat on the ground, and from time to time he snorted in pain, and a large pool of blood flowed from the ground, reflecting a blinding scarlet. Ying Huo's heart twitched violently.

"Hey...... Feed. The old man ......" Yinghuo's voice trembled a little, and he leaned down and patted the old beggar's body. The old beggar buried his head in the crook of his arm, and trembled incessantly, as if he were suffering from inhuman torture.

"You bastards, give me death!" Ying Huo turned back suddenly. His eyes were red, like a man-eating beast, almost trying to choose people and devour them.

"Dare to offend my Luo Yuncheng Li family, are you impatient?" the leading thug shouted very arrogantly. The Li family of Luo Yuncheng is the top three big families in Luo Yuncheng, presiding over the life and death of 100,000 people, and has monstrous power, how dare ordinary people offend? Even if he is just a gangster who does things for the Li family, it is enough to run amok.

He thought that he could still bluff others with the name of the Li family. But he didn't expect that Yinghuo hadn't even come out of this abandoned land. How will you know what the Li family is?

"Die!" didn't see any movement from Yinghuo, the ground shook suddenly, and the next moment, Yinghuo turned into a black shadow and rushed towards this group of thugs.

"Bang!" a gangster was slammed to the ground by Yinghuo, his ribs were kicked and broken a few times, and as soon as he inhaled, the pain was unbearable, and he fell to the ground weakly and painfully.

Seeing this, the remaining four thugs were immediately frightened and killed one person with one kick. Where is this still a normal person?

"Still want to run?" Ying Huo seemed to be crazy at the moment, and the scene of the old beggar lying in a pool of blood kept coming to his mind, and this scene stimulated his nerves all the time.

He scooped up the wooden stick beside him and threw it straight at the thug who ran the farthest. Then there was a force under his feet. The whole person was like a boulder, and he rushed violently towards the thug closest to him.

"You all deserve to die!" said the thug who had run farthest with horror in his eyes, and there was a sharp sound of breaking the air behind him, and when he turned around, he found a wooden stick with a pointed end flying towards him. The next moment, the horror in his eyes froze. The whole person was thrown up heavily, carrying a series of blood and water, and rolled on the ground a few times without a sound.

Ying Huo quickly caught up with one of the thugs and slammed a punch on his back, only to hear the sound of bones shattering, and then the thug's eyes turned white, and he rolled on the ground twice weakly, kicking up a little dust.

"Ask for ...... Please, don't kill me!" The leading thug had already been frightened, where did this beggar in front of him still look like a man? His feet slipped, and the whole person struggled forward on the ground, begging for mercy in his mouth.

Yinghuo's eyes were almost dripping blood, where could he still hear these noisy begs for mercy? A heavy kick was kicked on the skull of the leading gangster, and there was another sound of bones shattering, and the red and white filth burst open with a "bang", splashing all over the ground.

"There is one last ...... left" Yinghuo turned his head and looked at the back of the last thug who had fled, this person had almost escaped from the range of the abandoned land.

Ying Huo kicked his feet, and his body instantly shot away, and he ran out in one big stride.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

......

Ying Huo shook the earth with every step, which was because he hadn't controlled the surging qi power yet. But at this time, he didn't have the heart to care about these things at all, and the only thing he wanted to think about now was to catch up with the escaped thug as soon as possible.

"Ah......h I saw an unkempt and dirty beggar like an elephant, shaking the ground with every step, but the speed was comparable to that of a mad dog, and soon it was only three or four feet away from him.

"Die!" A trace of murderous aura suddenly descended in Ying Huo's eyes, this was an aura that he had never seen before, even just now, there was only anger in his eyes, but it was at this last moment that a wisp of murderous aura spread out from his body like a flood.

Without a trace of hesitation, Yinghuo jumped hard, and then stomped down with a heavy kick, like a meteorite falling from the sky, and the last gangster was trampled to death like this.

Yinghuo gasped heavily, his face was covered with sweat, and with the stains, his face was even dirtier. The redness in his eyes gradually dissipated, "Old man!" Yinghuo shook off the minced meat on his feet and hurried home.

"Old man. How are you?" Ying Huo quickly ran home, where only a thug was left in agony.

Ying Huo squatted down beside the old beggar and asked nervously. His heart was in turmoil, but he didn't dare to speak up. I didn't dare to touch the old man at will, for fear that it would hurt the old man even more.

After a long time, the old beggar slowly showed his head, and a fist-sized wound on his forehead was slowly oozing blood, "Little ...... Little Ion ......," said the old beggar with difficulty. Every word seemed to take his whole strength.

"I'm ...... old man. I'm here, you say ......" Yinghuo's voice trembled, and his eyes gradually filled with moisture.

"You... Are you good...... Live well......" The old beggar's eyes began to be a little confused, and his vision was a little blurred, "No...... Don't take revenge ......"

With that, the slowly outstretched hand hung limply in mid-air.

"Old man...... The old man ......" Yinghuo frantically pounced on the old beggar, his eyes were full of grief and indignation, and tears couldn't stop falling down, "Ah......" Yinghuo roared in pain. Almost crazy.

The old beggar is dead, his only relative is dead!

He could not forget that the old beggar had given him his supper, but he had been hungry for the night;

He could not forget that the old beggar had smoked a dry cigarette outside the house alone for a night in order to make room for him to sleep;

He couldn't forget that when the winter was bitterly cold, the old beggar wrapped all the cotton wool in him, but he only found some waste paper in the garbage mountain and stuffed it into his already tattered clothes;

He can't forget......

"Ah......h "Why!" he closed his eyes in pain, even though it had only been two years, he had already regarded the old beggar as his family. Treat the old beggar as a ...... Grandfather!

He suddenly remembered something, and gently put down the old beggar, and then the whole person seemed to have turned into a bloodthirsty beast, and instantly pounced on the little thug who was struggling to crawl out.

"You ......" the little thug was full of guts, and the fear in his eyes was like a flood, instantly drowning his mind.

Yinghuo's eyes were red. Suddenly, he roared angrily and bit the thug's neck, "I'm going to kill you!"

The hatred between the words soared into the sky, almost wanting to pierce the sky.

The thug's eyes suddenly dilated, and he quickly lost his luster when he clung to it. Yinghuo was like a mad dog, biting constantly, and finally, Yinghuo slapped the gangster's neck and slowly stood up, his face was covered with blood, looking terrifying and hideous.

"Old man, I'll let these people bury you with ......" Yinghuo's eyes gradually regained their clarity, and when he looked at the old beggar, he still couldn't stop feeling sad.

His grandfather, dead!

The heavens also seemed to have sensed it at this moment, and the dark clouds that had dispersed quickly appeared again, gathering in the sky, converging into layers of black clouds, like a mountain range, pressing down.

"Why is this here again?" In Luo Yuncheng not far away, hundreds of thousands of people raised their heads again to look at the dark clouds that spread sharply in the sky, and a trace of doubt could not help but swell in their hearts. Such strange weather is really rare in a century.

"Isn't this killing me?" is still the farmer, just now the dark clouds have cleared, he thought that he can still sell the vegetables today, but he didn't expect, how much time has it been? There are rain clouds coming, isn't this God sincerely not giving him a way to live?

The abandoned land outside the city of Luoyun,

Ying Huo didn't pay attention to the rain clouds in the sky, lowered his head, and silently picked up the old beggar, he wanted to keep the old man's spirit for three days!

Filial piety, three years!

The sky has never been so gloomy, and the rain has never been more terrifying. Yinghuo felt her heart go numb.

Ying Huo knelt beside the old beggar for three whole days, without eating or drinking, which was also thanks to the golden brilliance he had absorbed before, which made his body have undergone earth-shaking changes, which was enough to support the consumption of his body in a short period of time.

"Old man, I didn't expect you to really go like this...... Ying Huo smiled bitterly and shook his head, he didn't know where there was paper money, so he found a lot of waste paper in the garbage mountain, "I don't have any paper money for you to burn, now I can only burn some waste paper for you, and when you get down, you can also do your old job......"

"When I have money in the future, I'll burn a bunch of paper money for you, and promise to let you live a nourishing life down there. ”

"Old man......"

"I miss you......"

......

For three days and nights, Yinghuo did not let the fire go out once, this is an everlasting flame, it is to wait for the old man's soul to return, if it is extinguished, the old man will not be able to find his way back.

"Old man, I'm going to cremate you, you see, do you want to scatter the ashes on the garbage mountain, or bury them in a coffin?" Three days have passed, Yinghuo's eyes are still full of sadness, he picked up the old beggar's already stinky corpse, looked at the explosive fire in front of him, and said softly.

"Forget it, I won't give you a choice, you are, you won't choose when you have a choice, and you want someone to help you make a decision. Ying Huo seemed to remember something, and shook his head helplessly, "I still remember when I asked you to rest a year ago, you didn't choose, and you just wanted me to make the decision." You're too sincere, and that's not good......"

"Okay, since you said that you enjoy your life here, I'll bury your ashes here, so that you can be reincarnated and continue to live like this. Ying Huo pretended to be relaxed, but the pain in his eyes was thick and couldn't be dispersed.

Time flies, and a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Yinghuo buried the ashes of the old beggar in front of his house, so that he could come back and see if he was fine.

He cleaned up the hut and emptied all the old beggar's belongings.

"Phew, I can't imagine that the old man has so many things. Ying Huo took out a huge wooden box from under the bed, the box was very tight, and the vermilion patent leather on it fell a little mottled, but it did not affect its atmosphere at all.

"This box doesn't look like it was found in a mountain of garbage. "Yinghuo's eyes are vicious, and he can know at a glance what can come out of the garbage mountain. The box in front of me is definitely not for ordinary people, and with such a big lock, nothing will be thrown into this abandoned land.

He twisted the lock on the head of the box with one hand, opened the box, and found that there was a thick pile of ancient books placed in it, and there was also a small box, which was also locked with a small lock.

"This old man, there are still so many books piled up, and you don't see him usually reading them, do you put them here with worms?" Ying Huo picked up the small box inside, and also unscrewed the small lock on the head of the box with one hand.

When I opened the small box, I found a letter lying quietly inside, as well as a ring.

Puzzled, Yinghuo tore open the envelope and opened the pages inside.

"Boy, when you read this letter, I guess I'm already dead......" Seeing this, Yinghuo's eyes widened in disbelief, "This is ......" (to be continued.) )