Chapter 109 (1/2)

Naval mausoleums, tombs everywhere, no imagined gloom, no imagined terror, some are just bright and righteous.

On a small hillside, a brand-new cemetery appeared here a few days ago.

At this time, in front of the tomb, a homeless man with broken right arm and full of beard and slag was leaning against the tombstone, filling wine one mouthful after another.

The tramp's eyes had lost their focus and his face was numb, like a dead man. There was only one instinct left, that is, drink and drink again.

He wants to paralyze himself, because only in this way can he make up for his mistakes.

”Drop... Drop...” imperceptibly, the paralyzed cheek has been wet.

”Gudong... Gudong...” his face turned red and couldn't help it. His throat was burning like a fire, and the wine spilled all over the floor.

”Wow... Wow... Wow...” like opening the sluice, the big man lay on the ground and kept wailing.

”Why... Why...” his head hit the ground heavily, his face was full of tears, and the rest of his left hand was constantly knocking on the ground, and the heartbreaking cry was more comforting.

”Blame me, blame me... I'm not a good teacher, a good husband, nor a good father...”

He buried his head in the ground and cried, ”Why are you still alive, why don't you die, why don't you die...”

Angina pectoris, the whole cemetery, only the desperate voice of the big man.

”PATA... PATA...” a burst of footstep sound, slowly stopped in front of the big man, looked at the heartbreaking pain cry, couldn't help but spread the green tendons in both hands and knelt heavily on the ground.

His face was pale and couldn't help crying. Until this time, Xuanye still couldn't believe that the little star who loved his teacher's mother and worshipped him would die.

Heart twitch, colic unbearable, looking at the gentle smile and naive smile on the tombstone, Xuanye couldn't help it any more. He held his hands on the ground, and tears kept falling to the ground.

Pain, like being dug and scratched by others, made Xuanye's head blank with despair and hatred.

”I don't believe it's true, I don't believe...”

Raised his head and roared. Xuan night was like a desperate ghost, but the reality forced him to accept it.

Maybe he heard the cry of Xuan night. The man who was lying on the ground raised his head. What came into his eyes was the figure that had already disappeared.

”Ha ha... I dreamed again...” there was still no light in his eyes. The big man only thought it was a dream, because his disciple died a year ago.

Dead, all dead. Disciples, wives, sons and students are all dead, but they are still alive.

”Night, I'm sorry. I didn't protect you, your Shiniang and your younger martial brother. It's all Shifu's fault. Are you complaining about Shifu, so you came back to see me...”

”Don't worry, master will accompany you soon!”

With a look of despair, the big man has sprouted his ambition to die. Perhaps for him, death is the only way.

Can't bear it, he really can't bear it, because his heart has died and collapsed. Now what is alive is just a corpse without soul.

”Master, I'm back!” his eyes were red and tears were constantly flowing. The scattered hair was messy at this time. For the reason of going on the road, Xuanye was even more embarrassed.

”I know that my favorite disciple is back. If you resent the master, resent it!” he still didn't believe it. Zefa was bleeding in his heart and thought it was just a dream.

”Night, do you know? Your martial mother and younger martial brother died in front of me, but I was powerless. When you died, I didn't even see your last side. All this is my fault. I don't know what else I can do when I live...”

”What should I do, what should I do...”

At a loss, zefa cried. The pain in his heart almost tore his heart and lungs.

”I shouldn't live anymore.” suddenly, zefa's face was cruel, raised his left hand, dark, and knocked away at his head.

Obviously, he wants to know himself.