Yuejia, Yuetong's small courtyard.

The soft moonlight splashed on the fragrant flower beds, leaving a sparse hazy shadow all over the ground.

In a guest room, Dugu Zhishui sat cross-legged on the bed, his eyes were closed, and streams of heaven and earth aura visible to the naked eye continued to surge into his body, but his body was like a bottomless abyss, no matter how much heaven and earth aura was collected, until the east revealed a faint white fish belly, this greedy demand was over.

Dugu Zhishui opened his eyes, slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and a flash of light flashed from his eyes, and then those dark eyes became ancient again. Turning over and stepping off the bed, he stretched lazily, then opened the window and looked at the faint dawn in the east.

Time is like water, and it has been three full years since Dugu Zhishui came to Yuejia. In these three years, he has been through a lot. As an ordinary person who can't cultivate, he has suffered a lot of ridicule and white eyes in the Yue family, and Yue Tong is very good to him, which has deepened the jealousy of other subordinates, if it weren't for Yue Tong protecting him, I'm afraid he would have been squeezed to death by those people a long time ago.

In the face of other people's ridicule and white eyes, he was angry, unwilling, and even gave up on himself, he once thought about leaving the Yue family, but in the end he was retained by Yue Tong, because he really couldn't bear to leave this girl alone to bear the pressure from the family, even in order to repay her kindness, he couldn't leave.

After getting along for a period of time, he gradually understood Yuetong's mood, and he began to understand why Yuetong was so close to him. Like a drowning person grasping at a life-saving straw, she will desperately hold on to him tightly and never let go. Many people envy those who can be born into a big family, they are born with a superior status, they are born with no worries about food and clothing, but no one will pay attention to the deep sorrow hidden behind their glamorous beauty. Born in a big family, strength is equivalent to status, no strength, no talent, it means to be ridiculed and bullied, it means that one's fate must be arranged by others, and it means that one has to become a victim on the way forward of the family.

Yue Tong's father, Yue Changhao, is only the cousin of the current head of the Yue family, and his strength is not very prominent in the Yue family, coupled with his indifferent nature and unwillingness to compete with others for fame and fortune, so his status in the Yue family is not high.

As Yue Changhao's daughter, Yue Tong is only a collateral bloodline of the Yue family, and her cultivation talent has not been outstanding since she was a child, so her status in the Yue family is naturally not high.

Because within the four generations of blood relatives of the Yue family, there are not many girls in Yuetong's generation, so when Yuetong was very young, she was promised by the family to a side descendant of the Mu family, if there are no accidents, her future will be a victim of the family's prosperity.

In this regard, Yuetong has always been dissatisfied in her heart, she tried to resist, but the cruel reality silenced this weak-looking girl. She was told by the family that if she wanted to control her own destiny, then she would show her own strength, the strength that could make the family change its mind, and if the benefits she could bring to the family were not as good as the benefits brought by marriage, then everything was not to be discussed.

Since then, Yuetong has been working silently, trying to become stronger, hoping to change her destiny one day. This girl who seems to be weak on the outside, but she is actually very strong inside, she is unwilling to accept the arrangement of fate, and she has endured a lot of pain for the sake of a free future.

But no matter how strong a person is, he needs to vent, and he needs someone who can listen to him. Because Yue Tong's status is not high, and she once questioned Yue Jianxin in order to resist her marriage, Yue Jianxin has always embarrassed her everywhere, and under the effect of the two, no one in the Yue family dares to be friends with her, and even most of the subordinates are disobedient to her.

This strong girl is lonely, and she needs a friend, a friend to listen to. Murong Xiaoxiao is a person who Yue Tong can confide in, but she is constrained by her father to cultivate in Taixuanmen most of the time, and it is rare to have time to be with Yue Tong. So when Yuetong saw Dugu Zhishui for the first time and had the first conversation with Dugu Zhishui, she felt that she finally had a chance to have a friend who could accompany her.

In the past three years, out of the habit of the past four years, Dugu Zhishui has been cultivating every night as before, however, no matter how hard he tries, his strength has never changed. According to his past cultivation methods, he obviously felt that a large amount of heaven and earth aura had been inhaled into his body, but every time he dragged the aura and circulated it according to the route of the exercises, those aura would mysteriously disappear.

No matter how he perceived it, he couldn't find any clues, so after every cultivation, his strength didn't improve, the only difference was that he would become very energetic. In this regard, he had doubted whether those cultivation methods were just illusory things, so he had asked Yue Tong about cultivation, and he had also cultivated under Yue Tong's guidance for a period of time, but he found that after cultivating according to Yue Tong's methods, the situation had not only improved, but had no effect at all.

He once wanted to give up, but how could the habits of four years be changed overnight, no matter what, at least this kind of cultivation can make him more energetic, just rush to this point, Dugu Zhishui persevered.

At this moment, feeling the emptiness of his body, Dugu Zhishui still couldn't help but show a bitter smile on his face. His thoughts gradually diverged, and scenes of the past came to his mind. It's been three years, and every time he dreams back at midnight, the curse-like memory will reappear over and over again in his dreams. Again and again, he went through the painful process of going from nothing to nothing, and then from having to nothing......

The story should start seven years ago, for Dugu Zhishui, it was an extremely joyful and extremely painful dream.

The land where the Great Xia Dynasty and the Outer Wilderness met in the western part of the Eastern Plains was the 100,000 primordial mountain ranges, and in this isolated and reckless mountain range, there was an unknown peaceful paradise......

This is a small mountain village, located at the foot of a very ordinary-looking mountain, there are only a few hundred families in the village, and there are thousands of acres of fields outside the village.

At the entrance of the small mountain village, there are several magnolia flowers, the white flowers gently swaying in the breeze, exuding a refreshing faint fragrance. The village is full of flowers all year round, spiritual grass is everywhere, and the aura is extremely strong. Within a radius of dozens of miles in the small mountain village, it is a peaceful and quiet paradise. However, just beyond this extremely small paradise, there is a primitive world of blood and brutality, where the tyrannical roar of fierce beasts, the helpless wails of prey, the blood-soaked soil, and the vegetation covered by the broken bodies of living creatures can be seen everywhere, everything here shows people the most primitive laws of nature.

Strangely, in such a harsh environment, the small mountain village has never been affected. No beast had ever dared to enter the village to spread wild, and even the roar of the beast seemed to be cut off. It's like a forbidden area, where all the bloody beasts come to stop and flee with their tails between their legs.

The elders of the village say that the gods are protecting them, and that their ancestors have taken root here for generations to protect the sleeping place of the gods, which is the mountain behind their village, which is also the origin of their village's name, the village of burial gods.

Behind the small mountain village, the mountain that looks very ordinary is respected as a holy mountain by the villagers, and there is a stone temple on the top of the mountain, although it does not look very magnificent, but it exudes a simple and vicissitudes of life, as if it has lasted forever. In front of the stone hall was empty except for an altar, behind which was a stone door carved with dense runes, and no one knew what the symbols meant. The villagers performed various worship ceremonies in front of the altar and never touched the stone gate.

This is a very ordinary day in the life of the people in the mountain village, the villagers are working in the fields, at this time, on the edge of a green wheat field, there is an old man who is smiling and looking at the sweaty young man in the field. The old man was full of white hair, his body was clumsy, and the wrinkles on his old face were stacked on top of each other, and he laughed like a thousand-year-old tree spirit, which was creepy. The boy was about eleven years old, with clear eyebrows and clear eyes, and at this time he was concentrating on weeding, although the boy was not very old, but he did his work with a decent appearance, and there was no sense of jerkiness at all.

The old man's name is Dugu Bo, and he is the head of the Burial God Village, because he is usually amiable to him, and his seniority is the highest in the village, so the people in the village respect him very much. The boy's name is Dugu Zhishui, he is an orphan, when he was a baby, he was rescued by Dugu Bo from the mouth of the beast outside the village, since then he has become Dugu Bo's grandson, the old Dugu Bo has no wife, so there are no children under his knees, the village people often say that Dugu Zhishui is a gift from God to the old Dugu Bo.

Dugu Bo regards this grandson as more important than his own life. Xiao Zhishui did not disappoint this twilight old man, he has been very sensible since he was a child, not only has he never cried, but he has also learned to take care of himself early, which has saved Lao Dugubo a lot of heart.

"Grandpa, I'm done. When Dugu Bo was looking distracted, Dugu Zhishui's abrupt voice interrupted his reverie.

"Okay, good job, what do you want to eat today, grandpa will go back and cook it for you. Old Dugu Bo trembled and wanted to stand up.

Dugu Zhishui hurriedly went up to help him up, and said a little helplessly: "Grandpa, you can leave the work in the field to me in the future, you don't have to come." ”

"Hehe, grandpa is not old enough to even walk, not to mention that I want to see more of my grandson. When people are old, if they don't go out for a walk much, I'm afraid they won't have many days to live. Dugu Bo smiled quite open-mindedly, but it made Dugu Zhishui's eyes red. "Grandpa, you will definitely live a long life. ”

"Silly boy, grandpa is now a hundred years old. ”

At this time, it was getting late, and under the bloody sunset, the figures of Dugu Zhishui and Lao Dugu Bo gradually extended into the distance......

The place where Dugu Bo and Zhishui live is a three-room tiled house, which is a hut built by simple and kind villagers for Dugu and grandchildren. After returning home, the old Dugu Bo began to be busy cooking for Zhishui, looking at the old man's curved back and sluggish movements, Dugu Zhishui's heart was extremely warm. He knew his background very well, and when he was very young, the old man Dugu told him everything. When he first heard those facts, although he had some psychological preparation, he was silent for many days, but in the end, he also saw it, and since then he has been more grateful to the old man Dugu in addition to family affection.

Zhishui strode forward to stop the sweaty old man Dugu, and said softly: "Grandpa, I have said many times, I can do this kind of thing in the future, I am no longer a child, I can take care of you." ”

Hearing this, the old man Dugu laughed strangely, "Haha, you stinky boy hasn't grown up, just say that you have grown up, when will you bring back a granddaughter-in-law for grandpa." ”

Hearing the old man's ridiculous words, Zhishui's little face turned red, but he couldn't say a word for a long time, and finally he could only angrily drop a sentence of "old is not serious", and then started cooking with his head bored, no longer paying attention to the old man. The old man looked at his grandson's embarrassed appearance, a warm smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his cloudy old eyes reflected the vague figure of his grandson, and his eyes were full of kindness.

It didn't take long for a simple home-cooked meal to be brought to the table, and under the dimly lit oil lamp, the grandfather and grandson were enjoying a feast that was not sumptuous but heartwarming......