I don't know how long I cried, Feng Yi wiped away his tears, knelt on the ground and kowtowed four times respectfully to the dead old man.

Fengyi himself has no experience in funeral, people in the rivers and lakes pay more attention to happiness and revenge, his head falls off but the bowl has a big scar, and he is a good man eighteen years later, Fengyi's understanding of funerals is really limited.

Feng Yi took some water and wiped the body of the old man You Keji, changed into clean clothes, made a simple coffin with bed boards and door panels, cut some fire paper with the remaining paper in the house, and dug a tomb at the back of the house to bury You Keji.

The golden silk soft armor is the only item that Fengyi can get his hands on, and although the old man in the medicine box, You Keji, said that he would leave it to Fengyi, but Fengyi felt that he was ashamed of it, so he put it in the coffin and made it a funeral item.

From the death of the old man You Keji to the burial, it took Feng a total of three days to reluctantly complete the placement.

Feng Yi knelt in front of the old man You Keji's tomb, and in his mind You Keji's care and care for himself was still vivid, and he never thought that now he would be separated forever.

Think about the old man You Ke saved himself, he didn't get a point, but he died, and thought of his biological father, he disappeared for so long, the family must be worried about it, and then think that his martial arts are now wasted, and I don't know if I can recover in the future, how long it will take to recover, if I become a waste, how to face my family, I can't help but feel sad in my heart, his injuries have not healed, and he has been tired for a few days, exhausted, exhausted, and almost no water and rice for many days, at this time sadness comes from the heart, Fengyi's body shook twice, fell to the ground, but fainted。

I don't know how long it took, Toyoi woke up slowly, licked his dry and peeled lips, swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and looked up at the sky, at this time the sun had just risen, and the sky was still a little dark.

Toyoichi slowly got up and sat cross-legged, stunned.

After a while, Feng Yi seemed to remember something, moved his legs, then sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, relaxed his mind, and began to run the internal strength method, but before the tea was done, Feng Yi's whole body trembled like a sieve, and he had to stop.

Feng Yi couldn't help but feel sad in his heart, this time he was injured by the man in black, and the already small internal force in his body was assimilated by the internal force of different species.

But just now, after Feng Yi ran the family internal strength method, there was a kind of pain like being pulled violently all over his body, which made Feng Yi, who practiced the heart method, have to stop, he had a hunch, if he reluctantly continued, he was afraid that there was a danger of destroying the meridians, Feng Yi sighed in his heart, the family tradition heart method is not suitable for his current cultivation.

Feng Yi couldn't help but feel gloomy in his heart, and couldn't help but hesitate a little, after all, the old man You Keji was equivalent to pointing out two paths to him, one was to continue to use the decoction to warm up, and the other was to go to Taihe Mountain to worship the Tiandou Sect, if you think about it carefully, of course, it is more appropriate to worship the Tiandou Sect, after all, this is not a conflict with the use of decoction to warm up, and you can also have the opportunity to learn the superior martial arts of the Tiandou faction, but Feng Yi felt that there was another way to go, after all, he still had his father, and the Feng family, although he tried the family heirloom inner strength method just now is not suitable for his current self, but who knows if the Feng family heirloom has other internal strength methods suitable for him for hundreds of years。

Feng Yi thought so in his heart, and the reason why he hesitated was just that the face he saw in a trance when he fell off the cliff made Feng Yi a little uneasy, and he was a little worried in his heart.

"My father must have been worried about being missing for so long, no matter what, I still have to go home first, even if it doesn't work, it's not too late to go to the Heaven Dou Sect!"

Weighing left and right, Fengyi thought in his heart and made a decision.

Back at the bamboo house, Fengyi felt that his body really didn't have any strength, although he didn't have any appetite because of something in his heart, but Fengyi still forced himself, ate something indiscriminately, and then took the things left by the old man You Keji.

These things were originally placed in the medicine box, there are not many things, only a few things, there are a few medical manuscripts that have not been bound into a book, there are also two books that have been sorted out and bound, the palm-sized black token, touching it like iron and non-iron, like wood and not wood, but I didn't recognize what it was made of, it was carved with the sun, moon and stars, and two ancient seal characters in the book Tiandou, carved on the token one by one, this is the "Tiandou Law", and there are some fragments of gold and silver.

Feng Yi first put away the gold and silver of the token, put the scattered manuscripts in his bag, and spread out the two books, only to see that one of the words "Poison Sutra" was written on it, and the words were purple and black, shaped like poisonous scorpions, snakes and ants, which made people look a little intimidating.

Feng Yi has some differences in his heart, but thinking about the fact that the poison doctor is not separated, it is normal, but he didn't expect that the ancestors of the You family would deliberately write a book for it.

Thinking about it, there are some sighs, the ancestors of the You family hold the Heaven Dou Law but refuse to let the children of the You family worship the Heaven Dou faction, and do not want the children of the You family to step into the rivers and lakes, but where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and everyone in the world has more or less stepped on these rivers and lakes.

Feng Yi put down the Poison Sutra and picked up another one, only to see the word "Medical Sutra" written on the letter.

Feng Yi carefully opened the medical scriptures, but the old man You Keji told him that the medical experience in the medicine box may be of some help, presumably this medical scripture.

Feng Yi opened the medical scripture, but saw that the words in the medical scripture were really as small as mosquitoes and flies, and the content written in it was really complicated and profound for people like Feng Yi who had little experience in medicine.

Fengyi sighed, and had no choice but to put down the medical scriptures, so he could only comfort himself in his heart and leave it to study slowly in the future.

Feng Yi made some dry food and books to pack and pack up, and went to kowtow to the old man's grave again, telling him that he was leaving here, so that he could rest assured that he would come back to see him when he had the opportunity in the future.

After returning from the tomb, Toyoichi brought water to rinse his body and changed into clean clothes that didn't fit well.

Feng Yi looked at the water, during this time because of the pain of his own self, his face was slightly yellow, his face was cold, his body was thin, his eyes were dull and dull, and his physical injuries had not healed, he was sick, but he was completely different from his original radiant self.

"Even if you are close to the Feng family, if you don't know how to look closely, you will be difficult to recognize yourself!" Feng Yi couldn't help but say gloomily in his heart.

Feng Yi looked at the bamboo house carefully, as if he wanted to memorize it, and after a while, Feng Yi left.

Feng Yi occasionally looked back and said silently in his heart: Goodbye, my second home......

Then, turn around and walk off into the distance......

Under the sunset, between the barren mountains and mountains, a sick and weak young man, staggering, staggering, with a gloomy and sad expression, dragged a long figure far away, indescribably lonely and lonely.........