Jiuwen didn't have time to bury Granny Li, and was forced to leave the village by a group of people. But these people still refused to stop there, as soon as Jiuwen walked to the bottom of the mountain, he was surrounded by a group of people, it seemed that it was inconvenient for the village to kill people, and when he arrived outside the village, there was no one around, ready to kill him.

He only hates that he has always only been able to read, and occasionally learning a few kung fu from the street market is just a fist embroidery, not to mention the slightest skill. Not only could he not even protect his only relative, but he even lost his own life.

I want to protect my mother-in-law's body, but I can't do it. The cemetery on the hill behind the village is full of crows.

The black clouds were layered, the sand and dust were blowing, Jiuwen was out of breath, and he dug a pit for an hour before digging a pit that was one person long, and his two hands were no longer strong, and blood blisters were born on his fingers, which were connected into a piece, and it became extremely difficult to even clench his fists.

Ten fingers to the heart's pain, useless frustration, nine questions hung their heads.

"It's really useless, you can't do such a thing, and you can't even protect your mother-in-law. ”

He wept by the tree, the last time.

He vowed that he would never be so powerless again, as long as he could get through it, he must make himself stronger, and he must not be at the mercy of others like this again.

If he has the opportunity, he can be a sleek person, even a treacherous person, and those who he looked down on before are at least alive and well, and will not be killed because he said the wrong thing or took the wrong path.

The world is sinister, if you can't protect yourself, this life is destined to be do-nothing, and you will live in vain.

He didn't want to be like this, and when life was ravaging him and death was all around him, he developed a stronger desire to survive.

Man is greedy for life and death, he said to himself, so, in order to live, there is nothing that cannot be done.

Jiuwen didn't dare to go to the market to find the coffin shop owner to buy a coffin.

Thinking about secretly returning home, carrying her mother-in-law to the back mountain, and burying it with her own hands, it is also considered filial piety.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came down the mountain, he was surrounded by four or five strong men. Jiuwen was injured and dispelled the idea of going back to the village, and fled all the way up the mountain, with only one thought in his mind, to live, not to die, to live, I have to bury my mother-in-law with my own hands, if she dies, her mother-in-law can only stink at home, if this is the case, my mother-in-law has taken care of herself for so many years, it is really a waste of hard work.

In the end, no one even took the corpse.

Holding this only thought, Jiuwen didn't care about the rugged mountain road, because of his short stature, he tried to drill into the thorns, and many places could not pass through at all, the blue cloth shirt he was wearing had long been tattered, his skin was no longer protected, and his legs and hands were bleeding all the time.

I hit the rock and smashed my ankle, and the blood kept flowing and I didn't feel pain, and I didn't feel pain when I was bitten by a poisonous snake. As long as he can continue to climb up, as long as he can live, he can no longer care about the physical pain, only a strong desire to live.

He didn't dare to stop a step, for fear that if he stopped, he would never be able to walk again.

Until the night was dark, there was no starlight in the dark sky, and the moon shone miserably white on the mountains and forests.

The sound of the beast is more terrifying than ever.

It was then that he felt that fear was pervasive, and that a flood of fear and fear surrounded him.

The dark sky, the white moonlight, the ghosts, the demons, the man-eating beasts, the murderous men, all the present, everywhere.

He felt powerless, he didn't feel any strength in his body, he felt neither pain nor sadness.

It's just a boundless fear, like falling into an endless mountain cliff, the wind whistling around you, and there is no color.

He kept sinking, and he knew that when he got to the bottom, it was death.

Maybe that's what people feel before they die, fear, fear, helplessness.

Jiuwen recalled his self yesterday and saw his current self, which was like a dream.

Except for dreams, there is nothing to describe what happened on this day and night.

"Since I can meet you here, it seems that I also have a fate with you. The old man put down the branch and said slowly.

Jiu Wen could see his face clearly, it was the face of a teenager, and he didn't look to be more than ten years old.

But the boy's face had white hair as pale as the night light.

Nine asked him what he was and how old he was.

The old man shook his head, and Jiuwen was delicate and good at observing words and emotions when talking to people, so he didn't speak.

"Tree branches can seal the most important parts, and when the environment is good, they can frantically look for a chance to survive, and people can do that. ”

With his hands lightly swiped in front of him, Jiuwen followed the gesture, and he was very attentive at a young age.

The old man seemed satisfied.

"This spell is called Xuanfeng, and if you practice diligently every day, you can keep you from dying at critical moments. ”

Jiuwen nodded, practiced alone for a while, and felt that his chest was warm, and his heartbeat became more and more powerful.

He didn't expect it to be so magical, and for the first time, he felt his physical strength flowing with power. Turning around in surprise, with a happy face, he shouted, "Senior." ”

only to find that the old man was no longer there.

The branches on the ground are still alive, and the peach blossoms blooming on them are still bright.

Xuanfeng.

Jiu Wen repeated the word, thinking that he was immortal because of Xuanfeng.

If there is any disease in this person's body, he will not be easily harmed, and when he is pranayama, he has already closed his heart and veins so that no epidemic will enter his body.

Although the mystery of Xuanfeng is profound, Jiu Wen has never figured it out. But in the past ten years, he has consciously comprehended a lot, and he has also found a lot of records related to Xuanfeng everywhere.

Later, he took refuge in Jiushan, and the head of Jiushan treated him like a family and taught him some fist and foot kung fu for self-defense. However, Jiu Wen knew that he had no talent for martial arts at all, why did he learn this Xuanfeng technique so quickly that day, and now he thinks about it as if he was in the clouds.

He went to the area of Miaojiang, but also to Houshu and Southern Wu, and even to the small countries near Houshu. Over the past few years, I have walked a lot of places. It wasn't until recently, when the rumors of the reincarnation of "The Ballad of the Divided Sea" reached his ears, that he realized that maybe Xuanfeng was the martial arts recorded in "The Ballad of the Divided Sea". He searched in the mortal world, but naturally he could not find it.

"The Ballad of the Sea Division" was a treasure of the heavenly realm back then, so it is speculated that the person he saw that day may also be an immortal of the heavenly realm.

It's just that he didn't take advantage of the opportunity, so he let this fate disappear easily, if he could have been smarter and more humble to ask for advice, maybe that immortal would have taught him more martial arts essentials.

If that were the case, he wouldn't still feel powerless all the time.

It would be great if we could stand proudly between heaven and earth without relying on anyone's strength.