Chapter 5: After the Mountain

When Grandpa died, it was strange.

Mu Chen was also curious.

Because since he was a child, grandpa seems to be the same, he has grown from a baby waiting to be fed to a personable teenager, but grandpa has always been white hair and a long beard. Even before he died, it was like that, without the weakness of an ordinary old man at all. It seems that it is really the end of life.

On that day, grandpa took out a spiritual table, handed it to Mu Chen, and then said, "Chen'er, grandpa's time is up." The rest of the days are up to you. When I die, you don't have to bury me, but if you want to mourn, use this spiritual seat. I carved it with my own hands. I can't choose my own life, at least, I can decide my own death. ”

"Grandpa, don't go, I don't want to leave you!"

Grandpa smiled, "Silly child, people are inherently dead." Even in the legends, the immortals who connect the heavens and the human beings will always fall one day. Idiot, what do you not see? You don't have to be sad, you don't have to be sad. Because the road ahead needs to be walked by yourself. The joy or sorrow of walking is also in your thoughts. Grandpa can't be with you, but you want to have a good time. I don't want you to be a powerful man, nor do I want you to be a powerful person in the world, I just want you to be safe and secure all your life, no disasters and no disasters."

"I know that you have doubts in your heart, and you are puzzled. But you have to know the Tao, sometimes, knowing the Tao more, it doesn't necessarily mean happiness. You are a hunter in this Chenjia Village, accompanied by the morning mist, and the sunset, plain and bland, you really don't want to be like your father."

Grandpa sighed slightly, and Mu Chen can still clearly remember the complex meaning of that sigh.

There is sadness, resentment, unwillingness, a sigh of enlightenment and unforgettable hatred!

Mu Chen couldn't imagine that he could be rich in so many feelings with a sigh for what he wanted. I don't know what to do, I will feel inexplicably sore when I hear this sigh.

The next moment, Grandpa went.

It's peaceful, and it's beautiful.

Grandpa's body seemed to be made of light, and when it was time to pass away, it also turned into light. The body dissipated little by little, there was no blood, only the broken light in the sky, drifting away with the wind.

If there were people with insight at that time, they would definitely be amazed when they saw that scene, "The flesh is scattered, and the heavens and men have fallen!"

It's a pity that Mu Chen was the only one present at that time. He didn't understand what was behind this beautiful scene. He only knew that he was the only relative in the world.

That was the first time Mu Chen cried.

Crying like a baby.

He held the spiritual position and thought before.

Grandpa held a wooden block and kept sharpening it with a knife. Mu Chen asked curiously what he was doing.

Grandpa said that this was arranging the aftermath.

It's a pity that at that time, Mu Chen thought everything was just a joke.

Everything was shattered like a reflection in the water, and Mu Chen came to his senses and found that he had been standing in front of the spiritual seat for a long time, and the incense had been burned out.

He laughed, held the book he hadn't finished yesterday, and lay on the bed to read to his heart's content.

In this small mountain village. Although the family is not wealthy, Mu Chen has not lacked food and clothing since he was a child, and even has more books to read than his fellow villagers.

These books were taken out of nowhere by my grandfather. The world is all-encompassing, and it is very mixed. Whenever Mu Chen finished reading one, his grandfather would take out a few copies again.

In this secluded world, books are an important channel for him to understand the world and gain wisdom.

However, in these books, there are feng shui and exquisite fables. But there is only no cultivation cheats and mainland history.

Mu Chen's understanding of the mainland only lies in the few words that Da Niu occasionally brings from the city.

Following.

When the sun had not yet risen, Mu Chen had already come to the back mountain again.

After completing the fixed homework, Mu Chen once again practiced the "Brute Bull Bone Penetration Method".

Quack, quack

After two hundred rings, everything was calm. Mu Chen was very frustrated to find that yesterday there was progress like divine help, but after a while, he returned to the boring and boring bone refining cultivation.

When I tried the rocket-like leap, I experienced novelty and excitement. Will anyone be willing to be bland?

At least, Mu Chen won't!

He thought for a moment, and suddenly looked into the distance.

After that mountain, unknown mountains.

There, there are tigers, giant bears, mountain boars and leopards that have never been found in the back mountains.

Even the best hunters in the mountains dare not set foot easily. It has been rumored in the village for generations that there are monsters in the mountains that have grown into spirits, and people are warned not to set foot on them.

Mu Chen narrowed his eyes, then resolutely turned his head and walked towards the village.

Half an hour later, Mu Chen appeared on the top of the mountain in full armor.

He carried a giant yellow wood bow and ten arrows on his back. Holding a wooden stick in his hand, he just inserted a spear head made of pure iron at one end, so that the wooden stick suddenly turned into a spear.

Of course, there is also the dagger that Mu Chen carries with him at all times, as well as some other bits and pieces.

These are all Mu Chen's belongings.

The dagger was a birthday gift from Muchen's grandfather when he was ten years old. The bow and arrow was a gift from his grandfather when he was eleven years old.

And the spear head was given to him by his grandfather when Mu Chen broke through to the bone refining period. The head of the spear is made of pure iron, so sharp and hard that it can be inserted into the tip of a stick, and the stick can be turned into a gun, and it can easily pierce an inch-deep hole in the tree with a single piercing.

After being fully armed, Mu Chen walked towards the area behind the mountain that no one in the village dared to set foot in.

After the back mountain that was rumored to be miraculous by the villagers, there seems to be nothing strange about it.

The trees do not have to be as thick as the others, and the vegetation is not as lush as the others. Except, it seems to be more silent here than in the back mountains.

Mu Chen walked forward for half an hour, but strangely did not encounter any wild beasts, not even pheasants and hares.

It's as if you've entered the realm of the king, and other ordinary creatures are not allowed to set foot in it!

Roar!

Suddenly, there was a huge roar behind him, and a gust of fishy wind followed the roar, and the grass on the ground lowered their heads in fear in the wind.

Mu Chen turned his head to look, and saw a huge white shadow, rushing towards him, and hurriedly rolled on the spot, dodging the white shadow's attack in an ugly but practical posture.

At this time, Mu Chen had time to look intently, only to find that the black shadow was a huge, eye-catching white-fronted tiger!