On a snowy night, Xiang Yun walked on the dark mountain road, and the mountains were slippery and muddy.

Without supernatural powers and body skills, Xiang Yun even had mediocre eyesight, and the journey of climbing the mountain naturally became extremely difficult.

Along the way, Xiang Yun slipped many times, and his clothes had been soaked in ice and snow. One time, he even stepped on the air and almost fell from the cliff. He grabbed a vine with both hands and grinded his palms until his skin was blooming, and finally he did not fall.

Immediately, Xiang Yun was still unswerving and embarked on the mountaineering road again.

At first, his difficulty was just a slippery and steep mountain road. After climbing halfway up the mountain, the weeds and thorns on the mountain became more and more dense, and the narrow road under his feet was almost completely covered.

Xiang Yun had no way to open the way, so he could only use his hands and feet to constantly push away the thorns in front of him.

The price of opening the way this way is that Xiang Yun's bloody hands were injured, with bloodstains everywhere, and even the cotton jacket on his body was scratched and torn by sharp thorns.

Xiang Yun was so painful that cold sweat was pouring down, his arms trembling constantly, but he had no intention of stopping. He moved forward step by step against the snow and the thorns everywhere.

There was still some distance from the top of the mountain. Xiang Yun's hands were already bloody and the broken cotton jacket on his body had been dyed red from the inside by spots of bright red blood. His steps were getting slower and slower, and his body began to stagger.

He climbed forward hundreds of meters again. Seeing that the huge force was less than a hundred meters away from the top of the mountain, Xiang Yun finally couldn't hold on and fell into the thorny weeds with a "thump".

The spike instantly pierced into the cheeks, the palms and the whole body, causing severe pain to penetrate the heart.

Xiang Yun only felt the darkness in front of him and almost fainted, but the powerful thought in his heart made Xiang Yun hold on tightly. He gritted his teeth and wanted to stand up, but he couldn't do it. He was too tired.

Unable to stand up, Xiang Yun simply crawled up and crawled up the weeds and thorns. However, every inch he moved, it was a torn pain. Xiang Yun kept sucking in the air, but endured the severe pain and moved little by little towards the top of the mountain.

Xia Muya's words woke Xiang Yun up. He must reach his grandfather's grave tonight and explain everything to him. He knew that his grandfather would not blame him and would definitely want to see him.

With this belief, Xiang Yun struggled to crawl forward almost again and again from the edge of his coma, dragging out a long bloody road!

Seeing that it was only a few dozen meters away from the top of the mountain, Xiang Yun's strength was finally exhausted. His limbs seemed to be filled with lead, and his body was covered with thorns. No matter how hard he tried, he could not move at all.

Xiang Yun looked up at the top of the mountain, his eyes full of reluctance. He could only stay where he was, waiting for his strength to recover and then continue crawling upwards.

But the cold wind mixed with ice and snow continued to erode his body, making his body stiffer and harder, and even lost consciousness.

Just as Xiang Yun felt that his body had almost been frozen into ice and his consciousness gradually blurred, a beam of light shone behind him, bringing him a ray of warmth.

...

Walking all the way from the foot of the mountain, looking at the blood-stained thorns left along the way and the blood-stained cotton left from Xiang Yun, Han Yutong and Xia Muya had already changed from worry to shock.

Until this moment, the mother and daughter finally caught up and shone the body covered with blood and frozen stiffly with the light of the flashlight in their hands, both of which were deeply shocked.

What kind of will and beliefs can make him come all the way here.

After the mother and daughter were stunned for a moment, Xia Muya couldn't help screaming, and Han Yutong hurriedly pulled her daughter and stepped forward together. The two girls, one on the left and one on the right, and regardless of the blood and mud on Xiang Yun's body, helped Xiang Yun up with difficulty.

"Let's go, let's help him down the mountain first and take him to the hospital in the town."

After all, Han Yutong has experienced more, so she said calmly at this moment.

Xia Muya nodded and used her slender shoulders to support Xiang Yun's shoulders. The mother and daughter supported Xiang Yun and walked down the mountain.

However, at this time, Xiang Yun made a weak and hoarse sound in his throat.

"Don't...don't go down!"

Hearing this, Han Yutong said seriously.

"Don't mess around. If you continue like this, you will die of excessive blood loss."

Xia Muya also said nervously.

"Yes... let's go down the mountain!"

"No...no!" Xiang Yun's voice was weak, but he was extremely firm.

"I want to go up the mountain, I... I may only have this chance. I want to go and see him!"

As soon as this statement was spoken, both the mother and daughter showed doubts.

Han Yutong seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly turned her head and looked at Xiang Yun's face stained with blood, scarred, and looked at her firm and stubborn eyes.

Xiang Yun looked directly at Han Yutong, his eyes were still extremely firm, and he spoke with difficulty.

"Help me, Yutong!"

With a word, Han Yutong couldn't help but tremble all over. A familiar young face in her mind suddenly coincided with the bloody and extremely vicissitudes of face in front of her. Although everything seemed out of place, those eyes could not deceive people.

Han Yutong's body trembled and her eyes fluctuated violently.

Xiang Yun nodded calmly at her.

Finally, Han Yutong pursed her lips tightly, stared at Xiang Yun tightly, and stopped.

"Mom...why are you waiting for? Take him down the mountain!"

At this moment, Xia Muya was panicked and did not hear anything unusual from the conversation between the two, and urged her urgently.

However, Han Yutong shook her head and said.

"Let's go, Mu Ya, let's take him up the mountain!"

"Mom, you..."

Xia Muya looked at her mother, but found that her mother's eyes were red, tears were rolling in her eyes, and her eyes became firmer.

Xia Muya had never seen her mother's expression like this before, and she hesitated for a moment. As her mother used the sickle in her hand to start pushing away the weeds and thorns in front of her, she could only help to open the way forward.

The mother and daughter drove Xiang Yun with their slender bodies and struggled to lead the way, walking forward several dozen meters away, but they walked extremely difficult and slowly.

But with the joint efforts of the three, they finally reached the top of the mountain and came to a pile of grass and soil slightly higher than other places.

Han Yutong asked Xia Muya to support Xiang Yun, and stepped forward, and opened the weeds, revealing a five-character stone tablet that was only a few feet tall and covered with moss.

Behind the stone tablet is a low mound of soil, which is already covered with weeds, like a deserted tomb.

The moment he saw the tomb, Xiang Yun's red eyes trembled violently, and a force emerged from his body. He took a step forward and smashed his knees into the ground.

With a plop, Xiang Yun knelt in front of the grave!

Han Yutong had already pushed away the weeds around the tomb and turned her head to look at the miserable figure kneeling in front of the tomb, covered in blood. Her expression was complicated, with compassion, excitement, and sighing...

Finally, Han Yutong spoke.

"The morning when Grandpa Xiang left, he told me to bury him on this mountain and to let us not have anyone come up to worship him.

He said that one day his grandson will come back to see him, and he will wait for him to come home here."

Listening to Han Yutong's quiet story, Xiang Yun's body trembled violently, and tears finally couldn't help but pour out like a spring, filling his face!

"grandfather……!"

A sound of shrillness, guilt, longing... the call of countless emotions mixed out came from Xiang Yun's throat and echoed at the top of the mountain!

Xia Muya looked at the kneeling figure blankly. At this moment, he seemed to understand the identity of this person.

Han Yutong walked over and pulled Xia Muya around, and the mother and daughter walked a little further towards the mountain road.

She knew that at this moment, this man must have a lot to talk to his grandfather.

Xiang Yun was filled with tears in his eyes, knelt on the ground, staring blankly at the low tomb in front of him, and said nothing for a long time.

The scenes of living with my grandfather in my mind kept popping up, as if everything was just yesterday, my grandfather was still waiting at home to come home from school.

After a long time, Xiang Yun finally woke up from the illusion and faced the cold stone tablet again, and spoke sadly.

"Grandpa, grandson is here to see you. Grandpa is unfilial and has not taken care of you for your retirement. Grandpa..."

Speaking of this, Xiang Yun could no longer say anything, and tears flowed freely.

Xiang Yun knelt on the ground and walked forward a few steps, came to the tombstone, leaned down with his hands, and kowtowed hard towards the tomb.

The forehead hit the ground, making a dull "bang" sound, and blood kept flowing down, almost dyeing the ground in front of the tombstone red, but it was still difficult to curb. Xiang Yun's completely burst out of sadness at this moment.

However, just as Xiang Yun exhausted all his strength and almost fainted, a familiar voice echoed in his ears.

"Crazy, crazy!"

Immediately, a gentle force suddenly lifted Xiang Yun's body, making him unable to bow down any more.

Suddenly hearing the sound of day and night, Xiang Yun was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly looked up.

There was no figure in my memory around me, but the one in front of Xiang Yun

A low and worn five-character tombstone suddenly emits a faint golden light!

Xiang Yun looked at it and saw two lines of golden handwriting on the monument, which were grandfather's handwriting.

Xiang Yun was shocked and hurriedly approached and took a closer look.

I saw that the tombstone said:

"The Tao can be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to

The law of heaven, earth, nature and law exists in one mind.”

"The Tao can be very good at Tao..."

Xiang Yun stared at the inscription under the golden light, as if he was sucked into it, and his mouth kept repeating the contents, one sentence after another.

At the same time, in my mind, there was a vast and boundless flow that seemed to be able to confirm the true meaning of the great way of heaven.

Xiang Yun felt that he suddenly saw the vast starry sky in front of him, the boundless universe, the universe, various rules, countless meanings... all began to evolve and flow in his mind.
To be continued...