Guanzhong, July 15, the weather is extremely hot.
Gu Fan held his chin in one hand and watched the scenery outside the bus fly away from him. His mind was full of thoughts.
Three hundred years ago, I returned to this mountain village according to my grandfather's will, dug my grandfather's grave, and took out a wooden box from it. But since I returned to Chang'an City and opened the wooden box, my destiny has turned to another direction - Luotian Continent.
Since then, he has practiced in Luotian Continent. Because of human beings, he has cultivated vitality, and his accomplishments have broken through Yuantu, Yuanzhu, Yuanjiang, Yuanzhu, Yuanjun.
Finally, he completed the cultivation of Yuansheng in three hundred years, and was praised as the most talented practitioner in the world for thousands of years - Luotian Yuansheng. With Yuansheng as the cultivation, he became the darling of the Temple of Heaven.
When the Temple of Heaven closed, broke through the Yuan Emperor and attracted immortality, it was discovered that the three hundred year practice was a conspiracy, a great conspiracy to make wedding clothes for others.
The cultivation of Yuan Sheng in the later period has not been fully consolidated, but the emperor's calamity came ahead of schedule.
At the moment of the emperor's calamity, the backfire of the kung fu took away all his accomplishments. Gu Fan found that the plot originated from the heaven, which seemed not to exist in the world.
Under the emperor's calamity, when everything was gone, the spirit seed that the woman who had always liked her but was ignored by her obsession with cultivation saved her, or gave her a ray of life
The spirit species carried its last trace of immortal spirit through the long river of time, and returned to today three hundred years ago.
Looking at the constantly flying scenery outside the minibus, everything seems so strange but familiar.
If it wasn't for the problems in the final cultivation of the martial arts, Gu Fan thought that his grandpa who raised him from childhood would die, but at this time Gu Fan understood that the source of everything was the wooden box opened from his grandpa's coffin, and that wooden box was the beginning of the conspiracy.
"Grandpa's sudden death is related to the wooden box, and there must be a secret story."
Gu Fanlue pondered and swore in his heart: "Since I can't die in a great disaster and go back three hundred years ago, I will not let your plot succeed. No matter who you are and how powerful you are, I will kill the heaven and seek justice by unyielding."
The old thing is in sight, and the new blood is surging. If we go back to the starting point of this conspiracy three hundred years ago, we will not be trapped in the conspiracy again, but will embark on a new path of killing heaven
At this time, looking at the familiar mountain village, Gu Fan began to gradually adapt to what he had been facing after three hundred years of time.
Eight years ago, Gu Fan seldom returned to the village where he grew up since his grandfather died.
"Fan Er, grandpa can't watch you grow up. You should take good care of yourself. Eight years later, on the Chinese New Year's Day, you come back and dig up grandpa's grave. There is a box in it. This is the only thing grandpa left for you. You must remember that you must wait for July 15, eight years later, and no one can know the existence of this box, even your uncle Chu."
It seems that he knows that wooden boxes are important, so Grandpa said to himself carefully.
Today is the 15th day of July, eight years after my grandfather died.
His grandfather's instructions before he died were still in his ears. Even after 308 years, Gu Fan could not help feeling sour. The bus stopped at a narrow cement road, which was already in the afternoon.
The moment Gufan stepped on the cement road, he seemed to return to his childhood in a trance.
At that time, the road had not been repaired, and the only dirt road leading to the Guojiazhai Village was still in the back mountain.
Gu Fan looked up at the back of the mountain. There were trees and trees, and the grass was half a person's height. I think the road has been deserted. I haven't left for a long time.
Tightly tightening his backpack, Gu Fan looked down the cement road, vaguely could see the jungle cover the deep, a village began to smoke slowly.
Gu Fan turned around and walked along the grass to the deserted dirt road in the back mountain. When he was young, he moved to the Guojiazhai Village. With his first-hand medical skills, his grandfather and grandson were successfully accepted by the village and lived for nearly ten years.
At the beginning, my grandfather didn't build the house in the village, but in the back mountain. Gu Fan didn't understand it at the beginning, but when the scene before my grandfather died came to his mind, Gu Fan suddenly found that the house was built in the back mountain, and he didn't want to contact with the villagers too much, which seemed to be what my grandfather had planned.
The scene before grandpa's death, Gu Fan has clearly recorded in his mind that the three hundred years of practice, many nights, are lingering in his dreams at the end of the night.
Gu Fan didn't even want to believe that his only relative in the world left him that night.
In the evening of that day, there was a loud thunder, and then it began to rain intermittently. The grandfather who went into the mountain to collect herbs had not seen him for a long time.
Ten year old Gu Fan was standing under the eaves of the house, holding a raincoat in his hand, and was about to go into the mountain to look for his grandfather. Suddenly, he was startled by the sound of a car horn.
The moment he walked out of the yard, Gu Fan saw two men from the funeral shop carrying a coffin into the yard, while his grandfather followed behind with a medicine basket on his back.
It was already dark. Gu Fan suddenly found that he could not see his grandpa's face, and a bad feeling came to his mind.
Because grandpa didn't say a word to himself from beginning to end.
After some time, Gu Fan followed his grandfather into the yard and found that his grandfather had started digging holes in the yard.
Gu Fan put his raincoat on his grandpa, and suddenly saw that his grandpa's face was unusually black, and his digging limbs were mechanically stiff.
At the beginning, Gu Fan did not understand, but now he knows that grandpa was dead when he entered the yard, but some strange force supported grandpa to come back, maybe he could not rest assured.
Grandfather soon dug the pit, pushed the coffin into the pit, took out a wooden box from the medicine basket, and lay in the coffin with the wooden box in his arms.
Suddenly, Gu Fan was overwhelmed by a sudden sadness. He jumped into the pit and lay beside the coffin. He watched his grandpa's iron green face slowly recover a little ruddy, and shouted to his grandpa not to leave him.
Gu Fan clearly remembered that it rained heavily that day, and soon the water in the pit had flooded his knees.
Grandpa recovered a little ruddy face, smiled and said to Gu Fan, "Fan Er, grandpa is going to leave. You should take good care of yourself."
He then told Gu Fan that he would dig the grave head and take out the wooden box he had brought into the coffin eight years later on the Mid Yuan Festival.
Walking along the dirt road submerged by weeds to the front of the half collapsed courtyard wall, Gu Fancai recovered from his thoughts.
The grass on the grave head grows luxuriantly, which means that in the countryside, Sun Fuze is long.
Looking at the tomb, Gu Fan didn't even dare to think about how he buried his grandfather and scooped out the water in the grave. It simply stopped raining later that night.
After he buried his grandfather, he lay on the grave and passed out.
When he woke up again, he was already in a car, and Uncle Chu picked him up.
From then on, he left the yard where he had lived with his grandfather for nearly ten years.
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