After Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu separated from Cheng and Lu, they went directly to the Iron Spear Temple.

After Mu Nianci's death, Yang Guo came to the Iron Gun Temple once and buried his mother's ashes outside the Iron Gun Temple.

Yang Guo led the horse, the scenery along the way gradually merged with his memory, the dejected state of living in Jiaxing and hiding in Tibet when he was a child, and the bitterness of experiencing the suffering of the world in his previous life and being treated coldly and humiliated, also began to come alive in his mind, one by one.

The little dragon girl looked sad when she saw him, and she felt empathy in her heart, and she didn't bother him, just silently followed aside.

Half an hour later, the three of them had arrived outside the Iron Spear Temple.

Today's Iron Gun Temple, has been more dilapidated, the rotten door is dotted with walls, the temple top is full of loopholes, the grass is three feet around, it is obvious that it has lost its popularity for a long time, only the birds and beasts seem to have not abandoned here, leaving many traces of feces and feathers outside the temple.

Yang Guo just stood outside the temple and took a look, and then came to the back of the temple according to the memory in his mind.

There were many big trees behind the temple, and he went straight to the bottom of a big tree in the middle of the temple wall, and then stopped.

There was no grave or tombstone under the tree.

Yang Guo sighed in his heart, bent down and brushed aside a layer of miscellaneous soil, revealing a broken wooden plank.

He picked up the plank, wiped the dust off it, and revealed a line of handwriting: "The Tomb of the Mother Muhammad."

When he buried his mother's ashes that day, he still didn't recognize a few words, but he had asked a teacher to write the wooden tombstone after he had spent all the copper plates on his body.

He held the plank in a daze for a moment before drawing his black sword and starting to dig up the earth.

After a while. A two- or three-foot-deep pit had been dug into the ground, and a black porcelain altar had emerged from the bottom of the pit.

The porcelain altar is filled with Mu Nianci's ashes.

Yang Guo carefully took out the urn, turned around and came to the other two big trees not far away.

In the middle of the two big trees, there is a tomb, and the stele in front of the tomb is engraved with a column of big characters: "The tomb of Yang Kang, a disciple of Buxiao". There is also a column of small words next to it: "The Tablet of the Machine Book of the Untalented Master".

"When people die, the lights go out, merit or demerit is irrelevant, and there is no need to erect a monument to show humiliation. Yang Guo slapped his palm down, and after a "bang", the stele was torn apart.

He used his sword to dig a corner of the grave and buried Mu Nianci's ashes in it.

Back then, he was young and ignorant, and he never let Yang Kang and Mu Nianci be buried together, but now he is finally able to do it.

He found another large stone and cut it into the shape of a stele with his sword. stood in front of the tomb, and then said to the little dragon girl: "Aunt Lao is engraved on the tablet. ”

Xiaolongnu nodded slightly, took the sword, and according to what Yang Guo said, carved a column of juanxiu big characters on the stone stele: "First test Yang Gong Zhikang, Xianyan Mu Shi Nian Ci's tomb", and another column of small characters: "Unfilial son Yang Guo set up a monument".

After the tombstone was completed, Yang Guo took out the pastries, wine and meat and placed them in front of the monument one by one. Then he knelt down in front of the tomb and whispered, "Mother." The child has come to see you. You've been alone all your life, you've never laughed, and now you don't have to endure the pain anymore and you can be with your father. No matter what mistakes your father made during his lifetime, he always loves you deeply in his heart and believes in having his father's company. You'll have a good laugh the last time. You can't grow old in vain during your lifetime, but may you be dependent on each other forever in the underground. ”

After speaking, he knocked his head on the ground three times in a row.

After standing up, he looked at the grave in front of him, and sighed inexplicably in his heart: "Time can erode everything, so that everything is not human." The red faces or talents of the past have now been buried in the loess, and who in the world can get out of the cage of heaven and earth?"

He was silent for a moment before turning around and saying to Xiaolongnu and Grandma Sun, "Let's go." ”

After burying his parents together, Yang Guo and the three of them left Jiaxing and continued to travel to the southeast, and in a few days they arrived at the northern coast of the East China Sea.

Yang Guo looked into the distance, the sea is vast, boundless, the sky is like a fall, and the sea line is connected, at this moment the wind is weak and the water is slow, there are seabirds flying near the shore, fishing sails are piece, everywhere is a peaceful and peaceful scene.

The little dragon girl was still seeing the sea for the first time, and she was very happy and amazed, and walked around on the soft sand with her skirt.

Yang Guo saw that she was like a little child, her innocence was revealed, and she couldn't help but smile slightly, and her mood was also infected.

After walking with the little dragon girl for a while, he saw a round heart-shaped pebble half-buried in the sand, so he picked it up.

After walking a few steps, the little dragon girl turned around and saw what he had carved on a stone with the tip of her sword, and couldn't help asking, "What are you doing?"

Yang Guo smiled silently, and after a while, he handed the small stone in his hand to Xiaolongnu, and said, "Give my aunt a small gift." ”

The little dragon girl turned over the stone, and saw the words "Yang" and "Dragon" engraved on both sides, so she couldn't help but put it away happily.

After Yang Guo played with her for a while, he left Xiaolongnu and Grandma Sun and began to inquire about the situation from the fishermen.

However, after he asked everyone nearby, all he got was an answer that he shook his head and didn't know, let alone any "Tearless Island", and there was no place name with the word "Tearless".

This situation, he has experienced countless times along the way, and he is not discouraged at this moment, the scope of the East China Sea is too large, and the journey has just begun.

Next, Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu went south along the coast, asking people all the way, and half a month had passed in the blink of an eye, but there was still no news progress.

On this day, when Yang Guo was on the beach to inquire about the news, a strong wind suddenly broke out on the sea, and the sea surface was as flat as a mirror, and the waves were gradually surging, but in a quarter of an hour or two, the whole sea seemed to become manic, and the big waves rolled over, and the waves rumbled, and the coastal reef was washed over and over again in anger.

When the wind just started, the nearby seafarers and fishermen had already dispersed, and they didn't know where to hide, so Yang Guo had no choice but to give up.

"Auntie, mother-in-law, looking at this situation, it looks like there is a heavy rain, let's find a place to avoid it as soon as possible. Yang Guo looked up at the sky, and then said.

The little dragon girl looked around and said, "I don't know what place it is, there are mountains and forests everywhere, and there should be no place to stay." ”

Yang Guo looked at the mountains and forests in the distance and said, "Then go into the mountain, you should be able to find a cave." ”

The three of them went straight to the mountain, and when they got closer, they suddenly heard a stirring sound of chirping, and went straight to the sky, and the loud sound of its song shook the mountain rock endlessly, and the trees and grass fell in a rustle.

"What is this sound?" asked the little dragon girl in surprise.

Yang Guo looked strange, thought about it for a while, and then said uncertainly: "It's like ...... The sound of the carving?" (To be continued.) )