When he cried until there were no tears coming out, Li Brown only felt dizzy. Looking at Su Li lying on the ground, he knew that everything was irretrievable. Ordinary life in the world, how many real life and death can be faced, and the hundred deaths in the mouth of the storyteller in the tick column are not worth the coldness in front of them. Those who should go have gone, there is a saying that "life is sent for a lifetime, and it is like a storm", and a soil seal is probably everyone's fate.

It's good to think like this, only in the face of death is there no difference between farmers and businessmen, everyone is just a worm. Li Brown wiped the blood scar on his eye with his mud-stained right hand, and began to decide to bury Su Li. He suddenly remembered something, and hurried down the mountain.

The soldiers were still in the same place, searching for something. Li Brown went straight through the blockade. The soldier standing guard saw that the stunned boy was going straight and wanted to drag him down, but the sergeant chief made a look on the side and motioned for him to be let in.

Li Brown stumbled to the location of his home, and only a piece of ash remained.

"Mother!" Li Brown knelt on the pile of ashes that he couldn't tell whether the ashes were ashes, house ashes, or ashes of remnants, and buried his head deeply. At this time, he felt that the tears had not yet flowed, and there was still a little. He let out a dry howl and fell to his knees, his knees pressed tightly against his head, his back twitching violently.

It was only at this time that he came back to his senses, and his thoughts were clear.

He wants revenge.

For more than 20 years, he has been immersed in the subset of classics and history, thinking about either Ziyue Shiyun or the country, or literature, or quality, and revenge is something other than his thinking.

That's when he understood what revenge was. Whoever kills your blood relatives and your beloved dies in vain, and whoever kills them is your enemy, and he who stabs you with a sword. He stabbed you, and you're going to stab you back. If you don't poke it back, you're dead.

Li Brown looked up at the half-clear and half-turbid sky, and the sun of the dog day was desperately twisting his ass that did not belong to this season. Everywhere in the afterglow, the soldiers standing guard seemed to be mourners.

What are you doing these days?

Who pressed your head alive?

Adopt a different way of life.

Li Brown swept up a handful of ash in his right hand, and he began to stuff it into his mouth. The smell is very strange, a smell of grass and wood ash, and a little smell of burning bones. As soon as I swallowed half of it, a strong feeling of nausea began to rise up, and the gray water poured out. Li Brown slapped himself with his hand, and the loud sound surprised even the soldiers standing guard. And then, all the soldiers looked at the man in front of him in amazement, and he took his right hand and slashed at his throat, then grabbed the ash with his left hand and poured it down with all his might.

It can be seen that he is very uncomfortable. The hideousness of his expression matched with his body that stretched and contracted from time to time made it seem as if he was not a human, but a vicious dog, a beast. This kind of scene made the soldiers present shudder. Everyone knows that this pile of ashes in front of them has corpses left. It is rumored that there is a kind of Gu technique in the Khitan cultivation path, and if you are infected with this Gu poison, you will behave crazy, which is different from ordinary people. A soldier hurried to report to the sergeant. When the sergeant chief heard this, he rushed over and stood there, slowly observing Li Brown. It wasn't until Li Brown swallowed several mouthfuls and the Adam's apple fell that his expression became normal.

The sergeant chief felt that this person was not abnormal, and he understood that this was all hatred, and the person in front of him was very ruthless and fierce.

Li Brown took off his middle coat, filled the ashes with his shirtless, put his back on his shoulders, and began to walk uphill. His steps were heavy, and his body was still strong after tossing for a long time. He remembered that he seemed to have been slapped by a person with a scar on his face, he didn't know what kind of cultivator this was, and he didn't know how powerful this palm was, he only knew that he couldn't die, he just didn't know. The children of the mountain and wild people are not so pretentious, and they have grown up stumbling since they were young. If you fall and get hurt, you can just put the mud on the wound and suck it up, and if there is blood, just suck it in your mouth. People who grew up in this kind of environment will always know where their pain points and dead spots are, and if they feel that it doesn't matter, it's okay to do it.

Li Brown spread the ashes on the ground and began to dig with his hands to bury the ashes. The hand digging is very shallow and slow, but Li Brown knows that this is the most sincere, so that Su Li and her mother can be peaceful underground, and can do their best to send them on their last journey.

After digging for a long time, I saw that when the mother of the sun was about to fall, two knee-deep soil pits had been dug. Li Brown first put the ashes of Li's mother in it, and then filled in the soil little by little until a soil steamed bun was ridged, and then put Su Li's body into another dirt pit. He thought he would cry silently, but when he was about to push the earth into the burial, he found that he was surprisingly calm. Or accept helplessness, or have more hatred in your heart.

Another steamed bun also towered high. He really didn't have any extra money or time to buy a coffin, so everything was gone with the soil.

By the time it was all done, he finally lay on the ground exhausted. By then, the sun had already set, leaving only the last shimmer of color. On a hill in the middle of nowhere, a man lies shirtless in front of two new graves. The mountain wind was blowing, and the blood on his fingers had just dried up, and his nails were half ground. Far away from the hill, the group of soldiers was still standing guard with torches in their hands. No one could have imagined that there were living people lying in front of the dead. The heart is dead, and most likely a living dead.

His body felt cold, and there was already mountain dew on the ground. His eyes were slightly open, wanting to wake up but not wanting to wake up. It was his wish to be able to sacrifice his body at this moment. However, his clenched teeth indicated that there was a great hatred coiling in his heart. He couldn't forget the scene of Su Li's death in front of him, he couldn't forget everything on that good-looking man, his face, his hands, his white, his black. The lump of meat paste seemed to still be in his palm, and Li Brown clutched the flesh tightly and began to grind.

He swore that this revenge would be avenged. Whether it is the end of the cape, whether it is dead or alive, he has to put the heads of the remaining two people in front of the graves of Su Li and his mother. At that time, he will re-erect a tomb.

Su Li is married wife, Li Brown thought to himself, he would not get close to other women in this life, and if he broke this promise, he would die without a place to be buried.

The stars in the sky began to rise, each brighter than the last. Forgetting how long it had been since he had seen such a beautiful galaxy, Li Brown's eyes finally soaked again. Mother's mother and Su Li's every move was vivid under their noses, and slowly, his coldness turned into a trance, and the trance turned into sleepiness, and they were with him under their noses, so real, so happy.

In the distant villages below the mountain, soldiers patrol with knives. The sergeant chief did not dare to slack off, and frequently inquired about the news of the royal swordsman.