The boy's name is Zhao Xiaoluo, 16 this year, his grandparents died nine years ago, leaving him to live alone in the newly built yard, and the neighbors often bring him some food, and also tell him to go to the field to do some simple work, which should be used to subsidize his life.

Fu Chengan and Su Huixin are both very good-hearted people, seeing that he has a difficult life with a child, and it is not good to raise him with one more child in the neighborhood, so they simply took him to live in their own house, saying that it was just a matter of more pairs of dishes and chopsticks.

The year before last, Zhao Xiaoluo turned fourteen years old, and wanted to earn more copper plates to repay the old couple, so he followed some brave young people in the village to hunt in the mountains.

He just came back this year, and after staying for a few days, he planned to leave, but before he left, the old couple couldn't wake up a few days ago, and they didn't open their eyes again.

When Zhao Xiaoluo ran to the village chief to ask for help, many old people and young adults dragged the children together.

The villagers only carefully cleaned and dressed the remains of the old couple and decorated them, and picked an auspicious day to carry them to Mowang Mountain.

There are countless empty graves in the mountain, and the villagers are paying tribute to their relatives and friends who unfortunately died in the Dragon Binding Domain, leaving a trace of remembrance for themselves. The empty tombs were built around the mountainside, and the old man who died later built a tomb at the bottom of the mountain.

After discussion, the villagers unanimously decided to bury the old couple of the Fu family next to a mountain flower field away from the top of the mountain, where the flowing water is fragrant and green, and the warbler flies and butterflies dance, which is a quiet and quiet place.

Zhao Xiaoluo planned to stay in the village for a year and then enter the mountain, thinking that the small courtyard of the Fu family did not belong to him, and the old couple of the Fu family passed away, and it was not good for him to live alone in the courtyard again, so he moved his things back to his small courtyard yesterday.

He had already gone back to the courtyard of his house to sweep it today, and then get rid of the flowers and vegetables that had fallen in the field, but as soon as he pushed the door, he felt that something was wrong, and thought of the terrible laughter that had just echoed in the village, and thought that there were monks who had come to make fun of the world.

He wanted to turn around and run, but he was afraid that the monk would destroy the small courtyard of the Fu family, so he mustered up the courage to ask, but he didn't expect that it was Fu Yi who came.

"Grandpa Fu and Grandma Su are buried together, I always hear them talk about their great-grandfather and grandmother, as well as Aunt Fusleeve, the day before yesterday, they took it upon themselves to set up three empty graves, and they stayed with them. ”

Zhao Xiaoluo cried for a while on the way up the mountain, and when he cried, he didn't sobble and whimper, but silently shed tears, and his voice trembled.

Fu Yi can face all this calmly, but the sourness in his heart grows and spreads, and even the physical pain is not as sad as the heart. She couldn't stay with her parents for a long time, and she couldn't even accompany her on the last journey, but the young man who led the way ahead did a lot for her, which made her both grateful and happy.

"Thank you for being with them all these years. ”

"No, I, I was taken in by my grandparents, I didn't do anything. Zhao Xiaoluo shook his head in a panic, and was about to say something, when his eyes suddenly widened and looked at the back of his clothes, and he almost fell to the ground. "Old ...... Old...... Tiger ......"

Fu Yi had already felt a slight aura fluctuation behind her, and when she thought about it, she knew that Xinyun was trying to scare the child, and she wanted to transmit sound to stop it, but after Zhihai was injured, she didn't even have the ability to find Xinyun's traces.

"Don't be afraid, she's with me and wants to play around with you. Shawl reached out and pulled him up, and with a cleansing spell swept the dirt away.

Zhao Xiaoluo trusted Fu Yi very much, and when she said this, her fear dissipated like smoke. He looked curiously at the big white tiger with bared teeth and grinning, only to see that it was obviously fierce, but it did not move forward, it was indeed scaring him and playing. "Little Zhao Xiaoluo, I've seen the big tiger immortal!"

Zhao Xiaoluo had a lot of question marks in his mind, but he didn't dare to ask, so he could only salute very cautiously with curiosity.

When Xinyun heard this, he suddenly turned into a human form, and threatened viciously: "Don't call me the Great Tiger Immortal!

Flick clothes: "......" She silently took a step and dragged Zhao Xiaoluo to continue walking, leaving the White Tiger Golden Immortal to follow behind alone and mutter.

When she came to the cemetery, she knelt down to burn incense according to the custom, and took out the spirit wine and spirit fruit in the storage ring and put them on the table, although she didn't understand what this was for, but when she heard Zhao Xiaoluo say that everyone did this, she didn't ask more.

"Hey, why don't you cultivate if you have a spiritual root?"

Fuyi was sitting quietly reminiscing about the sound and smile of his family, and suddenly heard Xinyun shouting at Zhao Xiaoluo.

"The bone age is sixteen, you human race can't live long, if you don't cultivate, you will be lying nearby in a few years!"

Zhao Xiaoluo was stunned for a long time in a panic before he said: "After I die, I can only be buried under the mountain, and the villagers can only be buried under the mountain......"

Xin Yun looked at him like a fool, and asked again, "You didn't hear what I said, you have a spiritual root, you can cultivate!"

Zhao Xiaoluo shook his head and said very resistantly: "I don't want to cultivate, I just want to be a hunter." ”

Xinyun stared at the tiger's eyes, and said fiercely: "It doesn't matter if you cultivate or not, you are not allowed to hunt tigers in the future anyway!"

Zhao Xiaoluo was frightened by the golden light flashing in her eyes, and quickly promised not to hunt the tiger clan, and under Xinyun's further threat, he promised to kill birds when he saw them, especially black birds, and he would not let go of any of them.

The noise and shouting broke the silence here, but Fu Yi did not feel annoyed, the grief in his heart was diluted by the dialogue of this tiger alone, looking at the cemetery of his family, whether real or empty, his mood had tended to be absolutely calm.

"Let's go down the mountain. He sat for a while, and got up slowly when the sun was sinking, and he had made up his mind to live a mundane life at home, at least to heal his injuries before leaving. "Senior Xinyun, I'm going to stay in Xincun for about ten years, where are you going to go?"

She waved her hand and responded impatiently, "Stay for a few days", then turned her head and teased Zhao Xiaoluo, threatening him to cultivate for a while, and telling him that birds are not good things, and hunters who can't kill birds are not good hunters.

Thinking of the pile of colorful bird feathers in her storage space, she estimated that she had indeed killed birds over the years.

The two of them went down the mountain and returned to the small courtyard of the Fu family, the sun had completely sunk, and when they heard Zhao Xiaoluo's stomach rumbling, they remembered that the child seemed to have not eaten.

"This spiritual fruit is mild, you can wash the essence and cut the marrow if you eat it, whether you cultivate or not, it is beneficial. Whisking her clothes and taking out an orange thin-skinned spirit fruit half the size of a person's head, it was a first-order lower grade that she picked in the Red Eyes Secret Realm, although she didn't know the name, but the smell inside was the same as the common dust cleansing fruit.

Zhao Xiaoluo thanked her, held the big fruit and ate it one bite at a time, the sweet taste that he had never tasted before, so that he couldn't stop being hungry, and soon ate a whole one.

Just as he was about to go to the well to press water to wash his hands, Zhao Xiaoluo suddenly felt a burst of power coming from his body, as if he could kill a fierce beast with one punch. Surprised, he instinctively picked up a fist-sized stone, only to crush it with just a slight force.