"My brother doesn't know how long it will take to come back this time," thought the little boy in disappointment, and then looked at the end of the village, and stood there silently.

"Worship Xiaojian...... Worship Xiaojian...... At this time, an anxious and panicked voice came from the village, bringing the little sword back to his senses in a daze.

Bai Xiaojian looked for prestige, and saw that the person who came was his usual best playmate Wu Yaoyan, who was one year older than him and lived in the west of the village.

"Be strict, what's wrong with you? Bai Xiaojian saw that Wu Yaoyan was still quite delicate, and the look of anxiety and panic on his face was uncertain.

Wu Yaoyan didn't respond, but ran over directly, grabbed Bai Xiaojian's hands, and pulled the unknown Bai Xiaojian to the north of the village quickly.

After a while, Bai Xiaojian looked at Wu Yaoyan, his flustered steps, and an ominous premonition arose.

"Be strict, what the hell is going on?" Bai Xiaojian asked with panic in his tone.

Wu Yaoyan's hand holding Bai Xiaojian couldn't help but loosen, and then let go of his footsteps, panting, and said hesitantly: "Xu ...... Aunt Xu ...... just now Suddenly fainted in the ground, yes...... Uncle Zhang found out and ...... Carry Aunt Xu back to your house.

When Bai Xiaojian heard his mother faint, he only felt that his head was banging, and when Wu Yaoyan was finished, he accelerated his pace, but pulled Wu Yaoyan to run towards his house quickly.

"I just promised my brother that I must take good care of my mother, but I didn't expect my brother to get sick as soon as he left his mother," Thinking of this, Bai Xiaojian blamed himself even more, if he wasn't there in a daze, if he was .......

Along the way, there was only the sound of whirring wind and the sound of a violently beating heartbeat, although it was only a few hundred steps away, but who knew the complicated mood of worshipping Xiaojian now.

After a while, Bai Xiaojian pulled Wu Yaoyan and rushed into a dilapidated thatched hut, and the first thing that caught his eye was a few neighbors not far away and the uncle Zhang, all of whom looked at a woman who was lying on a simple bed made of thatch, with no blood on her face, and looked very old.

Not far from her, a cloud of bright red blood deeply stimulated Bai Xiaojian's fragile nerves.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?" Bai Xiaojian cried and knelt beside the woman's bed.

When the woman saw Xiaojian enter the house, her originally bloodless face was slightly flushed, "Wudao, you're back, your brother is gone!"

"Hmm," Bai Xiaojian bit his lip and nodded heavily, a crystal tear falling from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, the woman smiled kindly on her slightly bloody face, touched Bai Xiaojian's round little head with her calloused hands, and said weakly: "Wudao, when your mother is no longer by your side in the future, you have to take good care of yourself, you know?"

"Mother, why do you say this, don't you want Wudao and your brother in the future?" Bai Xiaojian heard this, he couldn't hold back anymore, and buried his head in the woman's chest and cried!

"Uncle Zhang, please go to the village and call Uncle Li to treat my mother!" Bai Xiaojian couldn't cry at this time, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw in the water, he knelt down and turned around and shouted to a big man in the house.

"No way, no use, I'm suffering from blood sickness, listen carefully to my last command," the woman on the bed began to stern.

Bai Xiaojian hurriedly turned around, lowered his head silently with red eyes, and looked like he was listening carefully to the woman's instructions, he knew what the disease of blood was, and his father died because of this disease.

Seeing this, the woman on the bed said with a serious face: "Wudao, after your mother leaves, your brother and the whole village will take good care of you, and when you grow up, I hope you will marry a wife and have children to carry forward our Xu family!"

Bai Xiaojian just lowered his head, tears fell down one by one, and did not answer the woman.

When the woman on the bed saw this, her heart was excited, and she spat out a mouthful of blood with a "poof".

"Mother, mother...... Don't you go!, when I grow up in the future, can't I give you a white and chubby grandson?" Bai Xiaojian cried when he saw this, and moved out a set of sentences he learned from adults, and then wiped the bright red and dazzling blood on the corner of the woman's mouth with a coarse cloth linen.

At this moment, outside the dilapidated thatched hut, there was a whistling autumn wind, and the dilapidated thatched hut began to shake gently with the autumn wind, as if it would collapse at any time, and the originally gloomy sky began to become more gloomy and terrifying!

And in the thatched hut, the woman on the bed listened to Bai Xiaojian's answer, and said forcefully: "That...... Then you promise...... For...... Mother?"

Bai Xiaojian knew that his mother was already dying, and he couldn't bear to make her sad, so he grabbed the woman's boring hands, put them on the side of her little face, and solemnly promised: "Mother, I'm ...... Knowing that, I will definitely carry forward the Xu family.

When the woman on the bed heard this, she looked at several neighbors and Brother Zhang in the house, and only said, "Goodbye...... Torr...... You...... Let's go", he kept staring at the people in the room.

The neighbors all nodded, and the woman on the bed smiled and closed her eyes, forever ...... Leaving this world forever.

"No way, Aunt Xu has passed away, at this time, Wu Yaoyan saw that Bai Xiaojian had been quietly looking at Aunt Xu and kindly reminded.

Who knows, Bai Xiaojian suddenly spit out a mouthful of black blood on the spot and fainted.

"Wudao, Wudao, what's wrong with you.......

※※※※※

"Mother...... Mother, worship Xiaojian to wake up from a nightmare!

Seeing that his brother next to him was sleeping soundly, he climbed down from the simple bed made of thatch, put on coarse linen clothes, and walked out of the thatched house, looking at the bright starry sky, in a daze.

※※※※※

"There is no way, there is a way, I came to eat, I saw a **** and a middle-aged man smiling at the two children who were chasing each other and playing with a look of love.

"Daddy, I like the food you cooked," the big kid said excitedly.

"Hmph, my brother bullied people, the younger cute child hummed dissatisfiedly, and then began to sue in front of the **** and the middle-aged man!

In this way, the time of the meal passed in the two children's sarcasm with each other, although the meal was very simple, but the two children still ate very happily .......

※※※※※

"Wudao, what's wrong with you?" At this time, a concerned voice came from inside the house, pulling back Bai Xiaojian, who was in a reverie.

"Brother, you say, are my mother and father together now?" Bai Xiaojian asked his brother Xu Youdao in the house.

Xu Youdao in the house listened to his brother's question, and fell silent for a while, "Since my mother passed away a few days ago, I only came back, and now my younger brother has been judged to have blood disease by Li Da Bozhen at the head of the village, how I hope that it is I who has blood disease, does God want to take away my only brother?"

Xu Youdao thought like this, and after a long time, he spit out three words from his mouth with difficulty: "Maybe!"

After listening to Xiaojian, his little hands clenched, looking at the mysterious and distant starry sky, and said firmly: "We will definitely be together!"

※※※※※

Early in the morning, Bai Xiaojian was woken up by a gust of cold wind, looked around, and found that his brother had gotten up, looked up at the outside of the thatched hut, and found that the earth had gone through a heavy rain baptism last night, and the surrounding fog was thick, and even a small willow tree two or three steps away from the thatched hut became hazy!

Bai Xiaojian rubbed his red and swollen eyes, climbed off the simple bed, and then walked towards the outside of the hut.

"Brother, did you make up this thatched hut?" Bai Xiaojian didn't care about the muddy place outside, trotted to Xu Youdao, who was burning the fire, and pointed to the newly laid thatch on the thatched house.

"It rained heavily last night, so I just got up and casually paved," Speaking of this, Xu Youdao touched his head and looked embarrassed.

Bai Xiaojian knew that his brother must have wet his clothes, so he got up so early to light the fire, looking at his brother's clothes that were about to dry, Bai Xiaojian was just secretly moved.

Xu Youdao saw that his younger brother was silent for a long time, so he asked tentatively: "Wudao, now that my mother is gone, you will be taken care of by me, but ...... Xu Youdao said this and stopped.

"Brother, but what?" Bai Xiaojian saw that his brother suddenly stopped, and couldn't help but open his red and swollen eyes, looking at his brother worriedly.

"Wudao, I'm leaving tomorrow," Xu Youdao looked at his younger brother with a reluctant face, his most dear and favorite brother.

Bai Xiaojian was surprisingly not as attached as before, but only responded lightly.

The two brothers fell silent for a moment, not even knowing when the flames in the stove would be extinguished.

For a long time, Bai Xiaojian looked at his thin brother, "Brother, how did the rich man treat you that week?" Bai Xiaojian's tone was half reluctant and half sad.

"It's ...... Very good," Xu Youdao lowered his head and didn't dare to look at his younger brother's bright eyes anymore, but his actions had completely betrayed himself.

Bai Xiaojian saw that the old monk was in the dust, and he couldn't bear it, so he jumped up from the stone board, wiped it on the stone bench he was sitting on with coarse linen, and then replied: "Old man, please sit here, this is Xu Xian Temple, you can live casually."

The old monk didn't expect Bai Xiaojian to be so polite at a young age, so he couldn't help but look at Bai Xiaojian carefully.

The old monk was happy to think in his heart, and at this time, the idea of accepting apprentices appeared in the old monk's mind.

Thinking of this, the old monk said euphemistically to Bai Xiaojian: "The old man has the wisdom root of my Buddha, why don't you escape into the empty door, take refuge in my Buddha, and seek bliss."

"Then can you marry a daughter-in-law?" Bai Xiaojian asked with a serious face.

"Amitabha, sin, sin, the little donor wants to ask again, our monks are empty, but we can't marry a daughter-in-law", the old monk said solemnly.

"Then I won't enter any empty door," Bai Xiaojian refused when he heard "You can't marry a daughter-in-law",

The old monk governor couldn't do anything, so he no longer insisted on it, so he had to sigh in his heart, but it was a pity that he had a good seedling of cultivating Buddha.

Bai Xiaojian saw the old monk's disappointed look where he regretted something, and couldn't help but be surprised, and saw that the old monk didn't come to sit, which made Bai Xiaojian feel strange, and couldn't help but look around, and found that the old monk disliked the stone bench he wiped was not clean, so he wiped it over and over again on the stone bench with coarse linen clothes.

When the old monk came back to his senses, he saw that the little sword was wiping the stone bench over and over again, only to see that the top had been wiped back to the original bluestone color, and secretly said that he had the perseverance to worship the little sword, and then persuaded the little sword with an anxious look on his face: "Little donor, stop quickly, I'll just sit." ”

I saw the old monk's figure move, and he appeared in front of Bai Xiaojian.

Bai Xiaojian, who was about to wipe the stone bench again, saw a thin big hand blocking him, and Bai Xiaojian was startled, subconsciously took a step back, and then looked up, and saw the old monk standing in front of him, looking at himself with an approving face, Bai Xiaojian couldn't help but look poor, and saw that the sky had darkened, looked at the old monk and said weakly: "Old man, you sit, my family lives in a small thatched hut in the north of the village, if you have something, you come to me, I'll go first," As he spoke, Bai Xiaojian pointed to a dilapidated small thatched hut on the north side of the village, and then ran quickly towards the village.

The old monk looked at the direction of Bai Xiaojian's departure for a long time, with a look of regret.

※※※※※

At night, there was silence all around, there were no previous sounds of insects, and the surrounding white mist was slowly forming, and the surroundings began to become hazy, making tonight look particularly eerie.

Just outside the forest ancient tomb not far from Xu Xian Village, the surrounding yin qi flow speed suddenly accelerated and surged towards the ancient tomb.

This place is the land of extreme yin, and it is the treasure land of feng shui that nourishes the things of yin.

As the flow of yin qi accelerated, it was accompanied by a stream of dead qi surging into the ancient tomb, bringing gusts of yin wind.

In the ancient tomb, the sound of knocking on the coffin came, as if someone was priing the coffin, and it seemed that someone was holding the coffin, and the surrounding yin qi and dead qi all poured into the coffin.

At this moment, a "squeak" sound sounded, and the coffin wrapped in the side room suddenly cracked, and a dry right hand stretched out from the coffin.

In the main burial chamber, most of the yin and death qi poured into a golden coffin parked on a stone pedestal, and on the periphery of the golden coffin, it was densely engraved with various patterns and symbols of trapped evil, which showed that the things trapped in the golden coffin were extraordinary.

As time passed, the lid of the golden coffin began to rise upward, and the dense patterns and symbols on the outside of the golden coffin began to flash with golden light, pressing down the lid of the coffin that was slowly opening upwards.

The two sides were at a stalemate, but at this time, a strange sound suddenly came from inside the golden coffin, and after a while, with this sound, the solid golden coffin suddenly burst open, and a huge roar echoed throughout the tomb for a long time.

Bai Xiaojian couldn't sleep on the bed over and over, thinking of the old monk he met at dusk, and he didn't know what was going on.

Looking at the particularly hazy night outside the hut, Bai Xiaojian was even more worried, and hurriedly got up from the bed and put on coarse linen clothes.

A hundred years later, Bai Xiaojian finally broke the cycle of reincarnation and transcended the outside world......