Five years later.

The morning sun breaks through the layers of mist in the mountains, scattering through the cracks between the treetops and leaves, imprinting the pale golden fragments all over the ground.

The Li family has been planting land on the shore of Wangyue Lake for another five years, and it has been sixteen or seventeen years since they picked up Jianzi, and the stone road on Lijing Mountain has gradually turned blue, and birds are chirping in the branches, a new scene.

And Xu Laohan sat blankly beside the stone monument covered with moss, his rickety body and the cold tombstone complemented each other, and his withered yellow hands clutched a handful of dirt tightly.

"Old man...... Why aren't you dead? ”

Xu Laohan went to Lijing Mountain a few years ago, saying that he wanted to guard the cemetery for the Li family, but Li Xiangping and the others couldn't resist him, so they had to let him go.

Li Xuanxuan built a hut for him next to the cemetery on Lijing Mountain, and often brought some things to see him, Xu Laohan can play tricks, weave grass crickets, and draw something, the children of the Li family run to the hut twice in three days, Li Xuanfeng has no playmates of the right age on the mountain, and his father is busy, and he has been playing with Xu Laohan in the past few years.

Xu Laohan smiled and played with the children, but secretly he was waiting for death, and every night when he fell asleep, he thought, "It's time to die tomorrow, right?" "As a result, I woke up tomorrow as usual, and the sun still rose normally.

Just yesterday, Xu Laohan's staggering eighty years old arrived.

"How the hell did anyone live to be eighty and not die?"

Xu Laohan squinted his eyes and looked at the hillside in the distance, under the golden sun, a small figure waved his hand on the hillside, and the golden sunlight stretched his back very long.

"Xuan Feng has come to see you~ Xu-big-master-"

The child was covered in stains, his face was still stained with mud, his hair was scattered one by one, and he looked a little dashing, even a little arrogant, with a small wooden bow in his hand and a small quiver tied around his waist.

The child jumped down from the hillside sprinkled with golden sunlight, and Xu Laohan nested in a dark corner and struggled, at this moment the two were like the two poles of the world, the newborn and the dying met on the mountainside of Lijing Mountain.

"Is Xuan Xuan here?"

Xu Laohan was much more conscious, raised his head, and stumbled to speak.

"Uncle Xu, I am Li Xuanfeng, and my father is Li Xiangping, not Li Changhu."

Li Xuanfeng grinned, untied the rope on his pants, found a tombstone of about the same height next to the old man, and hummed a song to pee.

After peeing for a while, Li Xuanfeng was about to lift his pants and call it a day, but who knew that Xu Laohan's eyes widened, and he reluctantly raised his crutches, snapped Li Xuanfeng's buttocks, and scolded:

"Fuck you, that's your grandfather's grave."

Li Xuanfeng stumbled and trembled aggrievedly, then pulled up his pants, tied the rope between his pants, and said with an unconvinced face:

"Dead are dead! Why don't you let pee? How did he die? ”

"Poisoned."

Xu Laohan was a lot more energetic after such a toss, reluctantly sat up, and said:

"Many years ago, your Li family was not so strong, there was a big family, called the Yuan family, who poisoned your grandfather and your second grandfather, and wanted to annex the land."

"Later, your grandfather came back with a knife, killed the whole Yuan family, and divided the land of the people."

Li Xuanfeng's small hands propped up, sat on the moss tombstone that was not tall or short, grinned, and said loudly:

"Well killed!"

Xu Laohan glared at him, and then continued:

"What's good, Yuan family...... escaped a doll, and in twenty-two years, he came back and killed Uncle Ling! ”

"Hey?!"

Li Xuanfeng's eyes narrowed suddenly, the child's slender eyelashes moved between his eyebrows, and he scolded:

"Thanks to Grandpa's unkind work, he was able to kill the whole family, and he was able to get away with one."

Xu Laohan stared at him stunned, and said softly:

"What a bad seed! Your Li family has had bad urine since childhood. ”

Li Xuanfeng shook his head unconvinced, and said loudly:

"Why can his Yuan family kill my Li family, kill my Li family and kill one less, so he waits to be slaughtered by my family, and my Li family kills a doll less, and waits for him to come to the door to retaliate! What's the good or bad? ”

Xu Laohan also shook his head and said in a deep voice:

"When is the time for retribution..."

"The hands and feet are not good, when will the injustice be retributed, if it is slaughtered and exterminated, what injustice can be repaid?"

Li Xuanfeng scolded, his immature face was full of disdain, and he didn't look like a seven or eight-year-old child.

Xu Laohan coughed twice and laughed at himself:

"The old man sees too much life and death, so he is afraid of killing, but it is better for you to be a doll."

"Uncle Xu."

Li Xuanfeng stood beside him seriously and said:

"Sheep eat grass, wolves eat sheep, people eat meat, demons eat people, everything in the world is you eat me and I eat you."

"That's what my father said."

Straightening his back, he made a serious look, and pretended to be old-fashioned:

"Feng'er! The world is a world of great contention! ”

After saying that, he laughed and rolled on the ground a few times, which made Xu Laohan on the ground laugh while coughing.

Xu Laohan laughed for a while, and slowly said:

"Once upon a time, there was a family that lived on the edge of the village, where the father worked diligently and the mother took care of their three children."

"One day, when my father saw fireworks in the next village, he asked his youngest son Xu San to go up the mountain to cut firewood.

But as soon as he arrived home, Xu San saw bloodstains on the ground, more than a dozen people were sitting around his family yard, setting up a big cauldron, and his parents were placed in the pot, and his two elder brothers had been shaved and piled into two piles.

Xu San was frightened, he turned around and ran, hiding in the mountains for ten days, and later, he heard that the next village was suffering from a great drought, the villagers were desperate with hunger, and his home was far away from the village, so he suffered this great disaster.

Li Xuanfeng was fascinated by what he heard, and said in a low voice with a cold face:

"I'm going to kill them all."

"But Xu San has a nest, a nest for a lifetime, he doesn't dare to say anything, he has been hiding in the village for a lifetime, Xu San hates them, Xu San hates that big finch even more, hates that immortal!"

Old man Xu screamed stupidly for a while, stretched out his hand to pull Li Xuanfeng to him, and said hurriedly and in a low voice:

"Xu San saw two handymen in the mountains releasing water, and they said... They said... The reason for seducing this big finch to come to Dali Mountain to eat people is to take the black qi in the flame to practice the young master of the Golden Gate, Xu San heard it clearly, Xu San didn't dare to say it for decades. ”

"Xu San, Xu San, hmm...... Dead, all dead. ”

Xu Laohan gasped twice, his eyes were blood-red, a few blood foams spat out of his mouth, he tilted his head and fell to the ground, and the withered yellow hand holding Li Xuanfeng's trouser leg finally slowly let go.

Li Xuanfeng looked at him stunned, and after a long time, he suddenly spoke:

"Xu San, you're dead too."

Warm tears flowed down his face and dripped on the cold and stiff corpse of Xu Laohan, Li Xuanfeng whimpered a few words, lay on his body and cried loudly, crying dizzy and indignant.