Chapter 1: The Fate of the Boundless Luoxia Mountain, Luoxia Town, in a small remote village.

On this day, the grandparents and grandchildren prepared the medicine frame and medicine basket, and prepared to go to the mountain to collect medicine.

The old man is nearly eighty years old, full of silver hair, his face is like a crown of jade, and his long beard is sprinkled on his chest, his eyes are bright, the child is seven or eight years old, dressed in plain clothes, and his face is beautiful, this son is named Zhang Wen, his parents died since he was a child, and he bought medicine with his grandfather for a living, and his grandfather was a famous barefoot doctor in the village, including people from several nearby villages came here to see a doctor.

616161616161 life is mediocre, sometimes he can take care of the poor people in the village, he is a well-known good man, but the sky does not fulfill people's wishes, when he goes out to do business again, his son and daughter-in-law unfortunately both return to heaven, and were robbed by bandits on the way into the city to sell medicine.

After the old man learned about the incident, it was like a bolt from the blue, but the bandits were rampant, and there was no hope of revenge, so he had to give up, and he had to live his little grandson, who would take care of him if he died!

616161616161 Today, the old man and his grandson went to the mountains to collect medicine as usual, although Luoxia Mountain is rampant with wild beasts, there are many herbs, and the chance of wild beasts in the outer mountains is also very small.

When it was close to noon, the grandfather and grandson had already picked dozens of herbs, and today was relatively lucky, and the old man showed a satisfied smile.

When preparing to go down the mountain, I found a purple fruit herb on the edge of the cliff on the left, this fruit has matured, it is a rare medicine for blind healing, even if it is sold in the city, it can be sold for two hundred silver coins, that is, two gold coins, enough for ordinary people to live for a year, I am old and want to save some savings for my grandson, in case the old man is not there, my grandson Zhang Wen can also live a little better.

Zhang Lao said to Zhang Wen: "Wen'er, you wait for grandpa here, grandpa will come back after picking the fruit."

Zhang Wen nodded and said, "Grandpa, be careful, don't pick it if it's not good."

Old Man Zhang smiled and nodded.

"Hehehe, good grandson, I'll pay attention, this purple fruit is a good thing!"

Saying that, Zhang Lao walked over to Ziguo, in order to prevent there from being a beast nearby, Zhang Lao walked very slowly, picked a lifetime of medicine, and encountered a lot of strange things, often the rarer the herb, the easier it is to attract beasts, and the herbs can emit a special medicinal smell to attract different beasts.

In the early years, when picking a blind Ganoderma lucidum for more than ten years, he was almost killed by a red wolf, fortunately, his son came in time and injured the red wolf with a blunt knife, so that he escaped death, and later lost his son and daughter-in-law, Zhang Lao paid more attention, his grandson Zhang Wen was still young, and he still needed to take care of him, and he must not have an accident, Zhang Lao came to the cliff near the cliff, stretched out his hand and picked three purple fruits, and put it into his arms with a happy face.

Before he could turn his head, a red-spotted python suddenly sprang out of a crack in the mountain.

The snake is the size of a child's fist, about three meters long, opened its mouth and bit the elder's left shoulder, and quickly wrapped its body around Zhang Lao's body, Zhang Lao is also quite experienced, and choked the python's seven inches, and his hands did not let go, rolling on the ground and almost falling off the cliff.

At this time, the scene was also seen by Xiao Zhang Wen, Zhang Wen picked up the blunt knife and ran over.

Don't look at Xiao Zhangwen is only eight years old, but his mind is relatively tough, since he learned the cause of his parents' death, he has been silent, determined to avenge his parents when he grows up, Xiao Zhangwen ran to his grandfather and raised the knife without hesitation to cut down, even slashed several times, the knife hit the python, and he did not blink an eye from beginning to end.

Blood splashed, and then look at the flesh and blood on Zhang Lao's body blurred, the python has gradually lost its vitality, Zhang Lao shook off the dead python, and looked at his grandson is happy and afraid, happy that his grandson has grown up, like a little samurai, what I am afraid of is that if the python hurts his grandson, how will he explain to his dead child in the future.

"Grandpa, are you okay?" Zhang Wen hurriedly helped his grandfather up.

Zhang Lao was just about to speak after getting up, Pu's mouthful of black blood spurted out, and he suddenly fainted in front of him and almost didn't fall down, so he hurriedly took a poisonous herb and stuffed it in his mouth, smashed it and pressed it on the wound.

"Grandpa, grandpa" Zhang Wen was frightened and shouted, "Wen'er, quickly obey me and sit down," Zhang Lao said hurriedly, "Puff 616161616161 puff 616161616161"

Two mouthfuls of blood again, and Zhang Lao sat down tremblingly.

"Wen'er, this is a stubborn mang, with a highly poisonous body, if you can't take the antidote within half an hour, you will die," Zhang Lao said through gritted silver teeth.

"Grandpa, I'll go home and get you the antidote, you wait for me," he said and was about to go down the mountain.

"Wen'er, cough cough, you don't need to cough up, you can come home for at least three hours, I was poisoned too deeply, my internal organs were also damaged, and I couldn't go back to the sky" Zhang Lao said while crying.

"Wen'er, after I die, you must take care of your confidant, don't think about me, have a good relationship with your neighbors, they will take care of you for the sake of my many years of practicing medicine, you still have an uncle in 'Yangyuan City', you can go to him." Grandpa should die when he's old, don't be sad, it's just that grandpa can't let you go, and he doesn't have the face to see your parents!"

"Grandpa, grandpa, don't die, you can't leave me! I haven't been filial to you yet! Oh oh" Tears flowed down her face.

Holding on to Zhang Lao tightly, he gradually watched him lose his vitality.

"Grandpa, grandpa!"

Zhang Wen was completely desperate, and slowly Zhang Lao's body gradually cooled. Xiao Zhangwen's helplessness at this time is really self-evident, he has lost his parents since he was a child, and now his only support is gone.

Looking at the sky in the distance, his eyes slowly became fierce again, he told himself, I can't die, I want to stay to avenge my parents, God is not fair, I want to fight with the sky, why do tragic things always happen to me.

After 616161616161 stable dìng, he buried his grandfather on the top of the mountain, felled wood for a monument, gritted his fingers and wrote his grandfather's name on the inscription, tears fell from the corners of his eyes, and his fingers wrote hard that there was no pain, only heartache.

Suddenly, a drop of blood dripped on a round offering stone in front of the tombstone, and the brush disappeared, and another drop dripped on it and seeped in, but Zhang Wen didn't know it.

When the third drop penetrated, a red light flashed from the middle of the stone cracked, this time Zhang Wen saw it, startled, and quickly stood up, he is not afraid of demons and monsters, but this matter is quite strange.

After a while, it seemed that there was something in the crack of the stone, and slowly he squatted down again, and when he looked closely, there was something in it, what was it so wonderful?

Is it a flash of red light from blood seeping into the ring?

I don't understand.

Reached out and took it out, take a closer look, the whole body is black, there are a few patterns, but I can't see what it is, it's a little big on the hand, and suddenly something strange happened again, the ring is gone, and a closer look is printed on the inside of the finger, like a tattoo, and there is a faint feeling of familiarity.