My apprentice is not easy

Chapter 332
Ling Yun is used to getting up early, and when he got out of the room, he smelled something wrong, so he went over to have a look.

Eyes full of blood.

He didn't know where and why those dozen or so strangers came from.

With a blank mind, she leaned over and approached Aunt Bai.

There were dozens of wounds on Aunt Bai's body, the most serious being the penetrating wound on her chest.

She was half leaning against the fence, with worry on her face.

Ling Yun stretched out his hand.

It was icy cold and breathless.

Aunt Bai died.

Just like his mother, who had no memory at all, passed away.

Ling Yun stayed for a while, thinking of Zhu Bai.

Aunt Bai is gone, where is Zhu Bai?where is he?He's still... okay?
Ling Yun stood up nervously.

Look for Zhu Bai's figure everywhere.

Not in the house, not in the yard.

So he ran all over the village, searching all possible places, and searched for a whole day.

Still, nothing.

While he was worried, he couldn't help feeling rejoicing.

He didn't see Zhu Bai lying on the ground as cold as Aunt Bai, that means... still alive.

It must be alive!
It's just that he left and he couldn't see it.

Ling Yun stood at the head of the village, looking at the sky outside, and suddenly had the urge to leave here.

Maybe, it's wrong to think that way.

But... He finally found some warmth, and finally found friends.

Don't want to be left behind, want to keep up with his feet.

... He doesn't know which direction to follow.

In the end, he chose him in the setting sun and walked towards home.

The corpse in the next yard was still lying there.

The villagers watched from a distance, whispering among themselves.

They have never seen such a scene in their life, so they are afraid and dare not go forward.

I heard that the village head had already reported to the officials, but after the officials came to see it, they left soon.

Said that they can't control this matter and have to report it.

When will the people above come?

Also said I don't know.

Ling Yun re-entered the yard, saw Aunt Bai's body, and was pushed by someone.

He walked over, lifted Aunt Bai up, and carefully put her on her back.

The villagers are all silent.

Aunt Du rushed out of the house, she was too afraid to approach her, and reprimanded her.

"What do you do? Is this your business?"

Ling Yun understood.

Aunt Du was not worried about him, but felt that getting involved in this kind of thing would affect the Du family and his son.

Understanding does not mean catering.

Aunt Bai was so kind to him, how could he, looking at her dead body, be left here all this time?

At the age of ten, he was still thin and small, and it was difficult for him to carry an adult on his back.

Fortunately, I am used to working and have a lot of strength, so I don't fall down.

Without saying a word, he left the yard with the corpse on his back and walked towards the back hill.

Aunt Du was even more annoyed.

"You go now, don't go back to my house!"

"I understand now. Compared with Lao Du and I who have raised you for many years, this Wu is your relative, right?"

"Then go with the dead and see if she can support you!"

He didn't listen carefully to what Aunt Du said.

But I think...it's good that I don't have to go back to Du's house.

Just like that, a man carried the corpse into the mountain, found a suitable location, dug a hole, buried the corpse, and erected a monument.

The night on the mountain is very quiet.

He waited and fell asleep unconsciously.

It was summer night.

But for some reason, he, who was used to the cold, actually developed a fever on the second day.

My mind was muddled, my thoughts were unclear, and I had no strength in my body.

There is a feeling that I am about to die.

He stayed in front of the grave, looked at the sun already hanging in the sky, and kowtowed a few times to the stele.

Get up and go to the mountains.

I don't want to go back to the village.

I don't know the direction either.

So walk casually, thinking that no matter which direction you go, you will always find a way out.

And...Zhu Bai's enemy came here, even if he left, he probably wouldn't take the main road.

Maybe it's this direction?
……

Although he had a fever, he could still maintain a certain degree of sanity.

So I set a firm direction and kept walking, looking for the road ahead.

I don't want to... I didn't find the way, but fell into another world.

It was a world of fire.

The ground will burn your feet, and flames often appear out of thin air. Even beasts are red and flaming.

He didn't know why he came here, but looking around, he couldn't find the way back.

The powerlessness in his body became even more serious in this scorching environment.

He found a big rock and hid behind it, feeling drowsy.

At a certain moment, a warning suddenly appeared in my heart.

Turning to look, a one-meter-long salamander was facing him.

Ling Yun dodges in panic.

But found that he was being targeted.

He became the lizard's fancy food.

Before doing it differently, Ling Yun could not have accepted this result.

But...he still wanted to see the person who left.

He bit his lip to wake himself up, and confronted the salamander.

Trying to hurt his arm, he used the soil he grabbed from the ground to paste the salamander's eyes.

I didn't know how many times I hit it with a stone before I was able to change the roles of prey and hunter.

Empty belly and chapped lips.

So he tore the salamander open, drank the blood, and ate the meat.

The blood is hot, and so is the meat, but they are all raw, with an unresolved fishy smell.

But he has no choice.

Also okay.

The flesh contained aura, which was subconsciously absorbed by the body, saving his life.

After recovering some strength, he stood up and began to look for a way to leave.

This search... took five full years.

Every day, he was either walking or fighting with fire monsters.

I often encounter those who cannot be beaten, and flee in various ways.

The food is only monster meat, and the water source is only the blood of monsters.

Has been, very reluctantly alive.

Five years later, he walked to the center of the world and saw a palace made of ice.

It's also strange, the whole world is full of fire, but within a radius of one mile, it's a world of ice and snow.

The winter, the snow, and the cold that he once hated, will one day become what he longs for.

He ran over and plunged into the snow.

Pull the snow with your hands, stuff it into your mouth, and feel the snowflakes melt.

It took a long time before I came back to my senses.

With the last expectation, I walked into the ice and snow palace.

In the palace, there is an empty space, only in the center, there is an ice and snow chair.

He approached slowly, still hesitated.

The chair floated over, turned around and caught him.

The moment I sat on it, countless messages emerged.

That is... an inheritance of a god.

He worked on the chair for three months, and in three months, he had Tengyun's cultivation.

Then the palace collapsed, and the world of ice and snow disappeared.

The memory of God fades away, leaving only the words of waiting.

From then on, he only remembered that he had a chance, a lucky monk.

Leaving this real world of fire, I entered the demon division, step by step, and sat in a position that I never even dared to think about.

I also saw the person who missed me.

(End of this chapter)