On the bluestone slab of the square, there is a giant footprint more than three feet deep, with delicate lines and a length and width of more than ten meters.

"Could it be that there are giants in this world?"

Seeing this terrifying footprint, Song Yifei's heart was shocked again.

I feel that the world is becoming more and more unreasonable.

When he got closer, he found that there were several bones embedded in the footprints, as if they had been stepped on alive.

The flesh and blood on the bones had already been eaten by the animals, leaving only tattered clothes and hollowed-out skulls.

Song Yifei had no way to identify his identity through his clothes, but Ye Rou recognized it at a glance.

"Grandpa Longjian, Grandpa Saruyama, Grandma Feiling...... I'm the one who hurt you!

Ye Rou put down her mother's bones, knelt on the ground, lowered her head and kept kowtowing to apologize, Song Yifei pulled it twice and didn't pull it up, so she could only let her cry.

Around the footprints, there were large blackened bloodstains, as well as a small number of battle marks. According to these traces, Song Yifei simply restored the scene at that time in his mind.

The people of the six doors suddenly appeared and surrounded the village, except for some of the villagers who could not avoid it, who were killed in their homes, and more were forced to the square.

After the people of Yejia Village knew that they were going to die, they were ready to resist to the death, and at this time, a powerful figure appeared and easily tortured and killed.

At least judging from the traces at the scene, the people of Yejia Village had almost no power to resist, so there were no traces of the battle.

"If there is a grandmaster among the people who come, it will not be ?!!"

According to Ye Rou, there are two innate masters in their village. This kind of character, even if it is congenitally perfect, can't be taken down for a while.

As long as the two fought, half of the entire village would be destroyed.

The characters who can easily kill the innate greatness are basically only grandmaster-level masters.

"The traces of this big footprint are also a bit in line with the true qi transformation of the grandmaster. ”

Legend has it that when he cultivates to the realm of a grandmaster, he can truly transform into a form, but what is the specific transformation form, Song Yifei has only heard of it, and has never seen it.

The flower Buddha statue in the north of the division, and the sword intent of Luo Xingsha, can only be regarded as a pseudo-transformation, and there is still a little gap between the power of the real grandmaster.

If Shi Beiluo reaches the Innate Great Perfection and goes all out to exert his Flower Finger, it is possible to be called the power of the Grandmaster.

"Whew!"

The silver wolf sprang out from behind Song Yifei, jumped in front of a corpse in the footprints, and lowered his body to wail softly.

Song Yifei estimated that the corpse should be its real owner!

Little by little, the afterglow of the setting sun drained and sank into the end of the mountain. The crescent moon hangs on the branches, competing with the stars in the sky.

Cuckoo!

An unwilling bald badger hung on a branch and chirped, and was shot down by Song Yifei with his sword qi and kicked aside.

At the edge of the village, Ye Rou was silent, constantly digging graves, burying the collected bones one by one, and then carving tombstones.

This was probably the only thing she could do for the villagers, so she refused Song Yifei's help.

"Eat some! or you won't have the strength!"

Song Yifei, who came out of a nearby house, handed a large piece of stuffy sweet potato to Ye Rou and asked her to stop and rest for a while.

Ye Rou, who was digging in the grave, glanced up at Song Yifei, and her originally bright eyes had turned red.

"Thank you!"

Ye Rou took the sweet potato, neither washed her hands nor peeled it, squatted in the grave, and ate it.

Alas, this is a complete abuse of oneself!

With a sigh in his heart, Song Yifei threw another piece of sweet potato to the silver wolf lying on the side, found a fairly clean room by himself, took out the thousand-year-old ginseng he dug up on the road, and after eating it, he began to cultivate.

He wanted to see if he could use the medicinal power of ginseng to break through the innate greatness tonight.

The medicinal effect was refined little by little, becoming pure energy, and it was integrated into the true qi, and when the true qi reached the extreme, Song Yifei began to hit the bottleneck.

The stars and the moon flowed, the last star in the sky disappeared, and the east was white, bringing a hazy light to the heavens and the earth.

Call~!

Song Yifei let out a breath of turbidity, with a look of disappointment on his face, opened his eyes and looked out the window.

"It's already dawn!

After a night of cultivation, he did not break through, and he was inevitably a little disappointed.

The bottleneck from congenital small success to congenital great success exceeded Song Yifei's expectations. If you want to rely on the treasure medicine to break through, the original estimated amount may have to be increased several times.

Maybe I should think about it and find the treasure on that treasure map.

There may be no elixir in the treasure, but there may be exercises to assist in breaking through, similar to the "Purple Qi Chapter".

Chicken coo!

A big red-crested rooster who didn't know where to run out jumped on the eaves and crowed on time.

Song Yifei walked out of the house, originally wanting to knock it down and stew it in a chicken pot, but thinking of the scene of corpses and bones everywhere yesterday, he felt that it was better to forget it.

These days, I may not have the appetite to eat meat.

After walking around the yard and finding a cellar, after opening it, Song Yifei found that there was a lot of cassava in it, so he peeled it, sliced it, and steamed a large pot with a pot.

Then I picked some toon and garlic, mashed it, and ate it with cassava.

After he ate and drank enough, he packed some of it and went to the village to find Ye Rou.

After a night, on the originally wide and flat land, graves were piled up one by one, and wooden monuments were erected.

Row!

In a grave pit on the very edge, Ye Rou was still digging with her head down.

Song Yifei shook his head helplessly, and brought the cassava and boiling water to her.

Seeing Song Yi flying over, Ye Rou stopped digging and climbed up from inside.

Whew!

The silver wolf, who was sleeping on the ground in the distance, heard Song Yifei's movement, ran over and screamed around him.

"Your amount of food is too big, find a way to go by yourself!"

Song Yifei kicked the silver wolf away and let it go to the forest to find prey by itself. The silver wolf wagged his tail a few times aggrievedly, and seeing that Song Yifei and Ye Rou ignored it, he could only run towards the jungle unwillingly.

Ye Rou, who came out of the grave, sat on the ground in a daze, took the food handed by Song Yifei, and ate with blank eyes, like a puppet without a soul.

After eating, Ye Rou wanted to continue digging, but Song Yifei grabbed her shoulder and pressed her back.

"Rest for a while, you'll be tired if you continue like this! If your parents are still alive, they won't want you to be like this!"

The ground here is not all dirt, there is a lot of rubble mixed in it, and it is not so easy to excavate.

Song Yifei noticed just now that many of the nails on Ye Rou's hands had been broken, and blood mixed with dirt was wrapped around his fingers.

"Oh!"

Ye Rou didn't resist, she sat on the ground honestly, holding her curled legs, sadness and longing solidified between her eyebrows, and her bloodshot eyes looked at the graves one by one.

In order to avoid Ye Rou's accident, Song Yifei had to sit on the ground and accompany her. Originally, he also wanted to take the opportunity of the day to try his luck around.

"I'll kill them, will they hate me?" Ye Rou said as if talking to herself.

"The ignorant are not guilty! You are not hearted, and if they had a spirit in heaven, they would surely forgive you. Song Yifei said against his will.

"Auntie, Xiaoyu, Daddy, Black Stone, Grandpa Saruyama...... All I have to do is close my eyes, and they will appear in front of me! They are scolding me, scolding me for killing them! If I had listened to Grandpa Saruyama! Whoa! Everyone wouldn't have died!"

As she spoke, Ye Rou's eyes were red. Foggy again, the tip of his nose was sour, and a stream of tears came out of his eyes and flowed into the corners of his mouth.

The tears were salty, she pursed her mouth, remembering the salt water that her mother washed for her when she had a stomachache when she was a child.

The salt in the village is very precious, but every time, as long as she says that she is uncomfortable, A-Niang gives it to her.

"It's all my fault!

Ye Rou couldn't control herself anymore, and let the tears flow wildly, she covered her face and cried bitterly.

Song Yifei, who had no experience in coaxing girls, could only think of the way his mother comforted him when he was a child, and gently patted Ye Rou's back.

This trick seemed to be really useful, and Ye Rou didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and unconsciously lay on his shoulder.

Excessive sadness, coupled with a night's work, Ye Rou lay on Song Yifei's shoulder and fell asleep groggily.

After waiting for a while, seeing that Ye Rou showed no signs of waking up, Song Yifei could only helplessly pick her up and put her in the house.