"Xiaobai, Xiaobai, it's me. Chen Tianchen hurriedly shouted, wanting to awaken Xiaobai's consciousness. The little white blood-red eyes staring at Chen Tianchen began to appear confused and confused. Seeing that Xiaobai began to hesitate, Chen Tianchen tried to divert his attention.

"Xiao Bai, Xiao Hei, it's ......" Chen Tianchen sadly moved his gaze to Xiao Hei's broken corpse.

Xiao Bai followed Chen Tianchen's gaze and looked at Xiao Hei, and then the red in his eyes began to fade. Xiao Bai landed on all fours and crawled weakly next to Xiao Hei.

"Whew......" Xiao Bai reached Xiao Hei's head, and then he was weak and sat on the ground. Embraced Xiao Hei's head into his arms, stroked it gently, and wailed in a low voice.

Xiao Bai sat in a daze, gently brushing Xiao Hei's hair, sometimes grabbing the lice in his hair, putting them in his mouth and chewing them a few times, eating them, just as he used to do when sitting on Xiao Hei's back.

After cleaning the dirt and blood from the little black head, Xiao Bai placed it on the ground. Turning his body with difficulty towards the open space next to him, "Hmm" gathered the only remaining strength in his body into a fist and smashed a few punches to the ground, and suddenly a deep pit the size of a person appeared on the ground.

Xiao Bai put the pieces of Xiao Hei into the pit, arranged them as clearly as possible according to their original position on the body, and then stared deeply at Xiao Hei in the pit. Push the fallen dirt leaves on the side into the pit and smooth the mouth of the pit.

After doing all this, Xiaobai sighed in prostration, and then fell straight back to the ground, and at the same time as he fell, his body changed back to his original small appearance with visible changes to the naked eye.

Smack, smack, smack, smack......

The raindrops continued to beat on the plantain leaves, and the leaves kept shaking, and the crisp sound lingered in the silent forest.

The red blood and white grease on the ground were washed away by the rain, and a Chinese painting was painted like ink on rice paper.

The corpses that had been eaten by jackals, tigers and leopards were scattered only in bits and pieces. In the distance, there was a creaking sound, which was the movement of wild beasts bringing their prey back to their dens to feed their young.

All the complexity of the world in the rain has been diluted, and most of the creatures have hidden in their nests, only the cold wind and drenched rain are still ringing and interpreting the story.

After a man and a monkey fell into a coma, it was already night, and the rain did not decrease at all, and it was still falling.

After a rain, maybe not many people still know what happened here.

Chen Tianchen also fell into a deep sleep due to loss of strength at some point, and Xiao Bai still fell straight to the ground, and Xiao Hei's grave pit next to him was splashed with mud flowers by the rain from time to time.

Previously, when the beasts swarmed at the smell of blood, in addition to gnawing on the corpses, some of them also dared to try to prey on the round fat man under the tree. Then, whenever they approached, a circle of blue light rippled out of Chen Tianchen's body, knocking the ill-intentioned beast away, and his nose and face were swollen. As for Xiaobai on the ground, no animal dared to approach it, it seemed that it still had their fearful breath, and the beasts were afraid that this breath would go far away, and they only looked at it in confusion after a few bites, wondering why they were so afraid to approach the little monkey.

The air in the rain was exceptionally fresh, and the airflow around Chen Tianchen was particularly pleasant, it was a cyclone formed by the pure true qi centered on his dantian. True Qi swirls and moves, nourishing every inch of Chen Tianchen's meridians and tempering every bone of his roots.

The majestic breath in Chen Tianchen's body walked between the meridians according to the peculiar route, out of the dantian, through the strange scriptures, through the eight veins, and gathered Baihui. Every time the meridians passed, they were enlarged, and the bones next to them had to be beaten by thousands of impacts every time they stayed, and their bodies crackled. If it weren't for Chen Tianchen's coma, he would definitely be hurt to death by this feeling of changing his meridians and refining his bones, and he would still frown from time to time on Chen Tianchen's fleshy face, who had fallen into deep syncope, and couldn't help but let out a few moans from time to time.

The heavy rain was still majestic, and the rain gathered and condensed on the treetops and dripped down Chen Tianchen's face, dripping deep pits on his fleshy face and the skin and flesh exposed from the torn clothes on his body, and then rebounded back after a while. The soaked whole body did not affect the movement of the True Qi, but the water on the surface of the body where the True Qi passed quickly evaporated into water vapor and diffused back into the atmosphere. Xiaobai just lay on the empty ground, with nothing above it, but the endless rain did not wet its hair, and it was still clean and white.

The shaking of the earth has long since stopped, and the people around have come back one after another, although it is not sure if there will be any changes here, but I think that there are no casualties due to this, after all, it is a place where ancestors have lived for generations, and the farmers and fishermen of China are very attached to the land where they live. Fortunately, no one in the old forest came to visit this heavy rain, and even the soldiers who were required to patrol from time to time were lazy and did not want to go out because of this heavy rain. Therefore, this rain allowed Chen Tianchen to recover here quietly, of course, passively, firstly, he was in a coma, and secondly, because he lost his memory, he forgot the exercises and did not know how to recuperate.

It rained heavily all day and all night. Chen Tianchen's true qi in his abdomen was consumed a lot, and Chen Tianchen's body was also a little smaller, stopping at about two hundred catties. The peep mirror in the dantian was still spinning, but its entity had slowly disappeared and merged with Chen Tianchen's dantian.

In the early morning of the third day, the genius was bright. The heavy rain stopped, and the trees were still hanging with water droplets, and the puddles of water and mud on the ground were mixed together.

A pair of rain boots stepped into the puddle in front of Chen Tianchen, splashing countless muddy water, and an old man with a bundle of still wet firewood standing there.

Seeing a person lying in the rain here, he must have encountered some kind of trouble. After a little relaxation, the old man leaned down, put his hands on Chen Tianchen's shoulders, and shook it gently: "Little brother, what's wrong with you, why are you lying here, wake up, wake up!" However, Chen Tianchen did not move.

The old woodcutter tried for a long time but couldn't wake Chen Tianchen up, so he put the firewood he was carrying on the ground, stretched his waist, pulled his arms, and bent down, wanting to carry Chen Tianchen on his back and back home.

"Ahh