Originated from mountains and seas, life never ends

Chapter 161 Posthumous Affairs

Heart-wrenching cries echoed in the fields, and passers-by looked at the woman kneeling beside the headless corpse with half surprise and half pity.

The woman was covered in blood, and the tears from her eyes mixed with the blood on her face, as if she were shedding tears of blood.

Meng Liyun held her adoptive father's head and cried for a long time.

The crying stopped only when the sun set and night fell and the roadside was deserted.

Meng Liyun looked at her cheek where corpse spots had begun to appear, her face twitched uncontrollably, then she calmed down and slowly stood up.

"…Then, um, my daughter?"

A faint shout was heard from behind. Meng Liyun looked over there and was startled by the man.

"Well, um..." The man scratched his head and looked at her with a conflicted expression.

Meng Liyun knew him. He often worked in the fields with his adoptive father.

"What happened to Old Qi... Oh, I'm sorry."

The man was speechless for a long time and only said this.

Meng Liyun did not answer. She glanced at him, carried her adoptive father's body on her shoulders, held his head with one hand, and prepared to carry him home.

"That, girl!"

The man called her again.

Meng Liyun turned around, her eyes filled with death.

"..." The man hesitated again, with an awkward expression, as if he found it difficult to speak.

Meng Liyun waited for a while, and seeing that he had no intention of speaking, she turned and left.

When she got home, she lit the lamp, found the needle and thread, sat under the lamp, and sewed her adoptive father's head back together stitch by stitch.

Then he put the bodies of his adoptive father and mother together and sat there, staring at them in a daze, for half the night.

It was a long time before she took action again - there was no paper or pen at home, so she found some burnt charcoal and drew the symbol on the token on the man's waist on a slightly flat stone.

He stared at the symbol for a long while, then slowly got up, took a shower, changed into new clothes, stuffed the stone into his pocket, and wrapped the bodies of his adoptive parents in bedding, intending to carry them to the ground for burial.

"That, that..."

There was another noise in the yard. Meng Liyun went out to see and found it was the same person from before.

The man pushed a cart and kept looking at the rotting corpse on the ground. When he saw her come out, he scratched his head and said with gritted teeth.

"We can't bury people here. You have to transport Old Qi and the other two out."

"why?"

The calm voice sent a chill down into the bone marrow.

"This place... is actually contracted out to someone else. The people in charge said that burials must be done in designated areas. Otherwise, they will dig you out after you bury the body, so..."

As the man spoke, he looked at Meng Liyun's face with an indescribable expression, but found that there was no expression on her face.

"You... you wait a little longer. I'll ask someone to make two coffins in the next two days. We'll find a place to bury Lao Qi and his family later. It won't take long to make the coffins. The weather is getting warmer, so we'll use this cart to take the bodies to the canal first. Give them to them first—"

"One pair is enough." Meng Liyun said.

The man didn't react for a moment.

"One coffin is enough." Meng Liyun said, "They have a good relationship, so there is no need to bury them separately."

"Oh, oh..." The man was relieved to see Meng Liyun agreed, and grinned, "Then I will go find that old Wang early tomorrow morning and ask him to beat the deputy. You, you just wait here, okay."

Having said this, he seemed to be afraid that Meng Liyun would go back on her word, so he limped away quickly.

Meng Liyun looked at his back for a long time without reacting.

I looked at the crude wooden cart next to it - I could tell at a glance that it was used to transport food or something.

Meng Liyun walked to the gate and saw the skinny dog ​​huddled together with the piglets. She looked down at it for a moment, then slowly walked to the kitchen, cooked a meal for them and poured it into a stone mortar.

After doing all this, I went back to the room and sat quietly by the bed until dawn.

The man did not lie to her. He found a coffin-making craftsman early in the morning, measured the dimensions, and fired the worker out that afternoon.

"It's thanks to the turbulent years in recent years that I have acquired such fast skills." Old Wang, who was knocking on the coffin, smiled at her, revealing a gap between his teeth.

Meng Liyun didn't say anything, just nodded.

"Take it easy." Perhaps seeing her expression, Old Wang added, "In this life, you will have to say goodbye to everyone. It's just a matter of time."

"But the prerequisite is that you cannot be killed." Meng Liyun said after a moment of silence.

Seeing her like this, Old Wang sighed and shook his head, and said nothing more.

The man wanted to go with her to find a burial place, but when he was about to leave, his wife and son stopped him, as if they didn't want him to get involved in this dispute - after all, the monk had put a lot of pressure on them.

Meng Liyun watched the farce of the three of them without saying anything. She silently carried the piglets in the basket on her back, tied the rope around the thin dog's neck to the handle of the cart, and gave him the key to the house.

"My parents' land and this house belong to you." After saying this, Meng Liyun took the packed luggage, piled it and the big coffin on the cart, and left.

She specially put several layers of bedding in the coffin to ensure that her adoptive parents would not be bumped against the coffin wall due to the bumps on the road. There were not many things in the house, and the most valuable thing to her was the memories of this period.

Her adoptive parents had long since stopped doing those dangerous jobs, so naturally they didn't leave her any money - and she didn't need them to give her money.

She originally planned to live in that house after taking care of her adoptive parents until they passed away. She might go out for a walk occasionally to see different scenery. She might also get married and find a man who loves her and is willing to live with her. She might also concentrate on farming and inherit her adoptive father's wheat field...

At least it's not like now, dragging two cold corpses along the dirt road.

She didn't know where to bury the body, so she could only pull the cart aimlessly and walk in the endless fields for several days.

These days, she slept when she was tired, ate the dry buns she brought from home when she was hungry, and borrowed some water from people everywhere when she was thirsty.

Finally, on this day, it rained.

Although she had sensed it, she could not find any shelter in the vast wilderness and could only walk in the rain.

For fear that water would seep into the coffin, she even wrapped it in waterproof cloth.

She was soaked all over, her hair stuck to her face, and the rain flowed down her forehead, slid down, and fell into her collar.

"Why are you here?"

A voice was heard and Meng Liyun was startled.

There's obviously no one around.

Who is speaking?

Meng Liyun looked up suddenly, and a figure appeared in front of her. The man crossed his arms and looked at her in confusion.

The moment Meng Liyun saw him, her alertness reached the highest point and she got goose bumps all over her body.

The reason was simple. The man was suspended in the air, half sitting in the air in a casual posture, leaning slightly to look at her.

A monk? Or something else?

The man noticed Meng Liyun's nervousness, waved his hand, and said, "Don't be nervous, human. I have no ill will towards you."

Humanity?

Meng Liyun was stunned for a moment, this name sounded familiar.

The rain around her was suddenly blocked off, and the man's face appeared before her.

It was the man who helped her that day and called himself Taifeng.

Meng Liyun looked at him blankly, not knowing what to say.

"Hmm..." Taifeng touched his chin and blinked, "Oh, you want to find a place to bury someone."

Meng Liyun clenched the handle, frowned, and her eyes gradually turned cold.

It feels like this again.

she thought.

It was the same before. She didn't say anything, so why did he seem to know what she was thinking?

"Oh, because I am God." Taifeng stretched out his finger and laughed.

Meng Liyun: ...

Meng Liyun's pupils shrank slightly, but she breathed a sigh of relief: "Then what are you going to do?"

"Nothing? I'm telling you, you can bury them in Heshan—it's not far from here, just a hundred miles north." Taifeng smiled at her, "Don't you humans have an old saying, help others to the end?"

"Thank you for that day." Meng Liyun knew that he was the one who untied the ropes that bound her body, so she thanked him.

"Well, it's just a matter of convenience." Taifeng waved his hand, tapped his chin and thought for a while, leaving a mark between her eyebrows, "This can bless you to reach the border of Heshan. I'm leaving, and we'll see each other again if we're lucky."

After saying that, he disappeared just like before.

Meng Liyun looked at the place where he disappeared. Although his figure disappeared, the rain still did not fall on her.

She looked quietly for a while, identified the direction, then lowered her head and pulled the cart, finding a place to shelter from the rain.

After she pulled the cart under a big tree, the invisible barrier slowly disappeared. Water dripped down from the gaps between the leaves and landed on the back of her neck, causing her to shudder and look up.

After the rain stopped, Meng Liyun continued to travel day and night.

According to Taifeng, she passed by a town, and the northern foothills of the town were Heshan. Meng Liyun did not enter the town, but headed for the mountain.

Walking into the lush green forest, Meng Liyun looked around and decided to walk a little further up.

Just as I was about to leave, I turned around and saw an unexpected person.

Meng Liyun was stunned.

"Xiao..."

Meng Liyun murmured, looking at the man walking towards her.

Xiao Xing came over hurriedly and grabbed her wrist.

Meng Liyun froze and did not dodge.

She looked at him, tears welled up in her eyes, and her heart, which had been cold for many days, began to melt.

"I--"

She opened her mouth to say something.

"do not go."

Xiao held her wrist tightly, his face serious and his eyes slightly anxious.

Meng Liyun's boiling emotions suddenly cooled down.

“…You know.”

"Don't go." Xiao didn't answer her question directly, but just kept emphasizing, "You are no match for them, don't seek revenge on them."

After hearing this, Meng Liyun paused, turned her head, and suddenly felt like laughing.

"You mean to let me watch the person who killed my parents continue to live well, right?"

"What can you do? You know very well that they—"

"so what?"

Meng Liyun looked up suddenly and stared at him.

Perhaps it was because her expression was too ferocious that Xiao was stunned.

"I am not you, Owl."

"I can't calmly think about the pros and cons, and I don't have any great abilities. Even though I've been by your side for so many years, just like my father said, I'm still just an ordinary person."

Meng Liyun pulled the corners of her mouth and revealed an ugly smile.

"so what?"

Meng Liyun had tears in her eyes, not knowing whether it was because she was wronged or something else, but her heart felt sore and painful, and swollen and uncomfortable.

"If you want to stop me, you can."

"Kill me and I won't go."

As soon as the words fell, Xiao's pupils shrank suddenly.

I don’t know if it was because of her words or something else, but a few cracks appeared on his face, which had always been indifferent and calm. He opened his mouth slightly and looked a little at a loss.

Meng Liyun looked at him, waiting for his reaction.

She was a little expectant for a moment, and Xiao nodded and said yes.

But Xiao just remained silent, looking at her with his complicated eyes.

Meng Liyun waited for a moment, but didn't get the result she wanted. She closed her eyes, tried hard to control her surging emotions, and turned her head away.

“…This has nothing to do with you.”

Meng Liyun spoke. She had never spoken to Xiao in such a cold voice before.

"——I have made up my mind."

She knew that once the other party had decided to do something, Xiao would not stop him.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Xiao gradually loosened his grip on her hand.

Meng Liyun wiped her tears, sniffed, and turned around.

"…So what are your plans?"

"This has nothing to do with you." Meng Liyun knew him, so she shook her head and did not answer his question, "This is my business."

"But it's not because of me that—"

"So you mean that you want me to kill you too?" Meng Liyun sneered.

Xiao stopped talking.

Meng Liyun pulled the cart again and tried to go upstairs.

Xiao followed behind her and silently helped her push the cart up.

Meng Liyun found a place with a wide view, far away from the mountain road and overgrown weeds. Basically no one would come here.

Xiao helped her dig the pit and carried the coffin in with her.

Meng Liyun squatted down and looked at the cold coffin in the pit.

Because of her actions, some dust had already been scattered in.

Meng Liyun didn't say anything, and neither did Xiao next to her.

She suddenly felt as if she had seen this scene somewhere before.

It seemed to be the same situation when she and Xiao met for the first time.

Meng Liyun thought about it and couldn't help but curl the corner of her mouth sarcastically.

She closed her eyes and stood up.

……

After burying her adoptive parents, Meng Liyun prepared to get rid of the piglets and skinny dogs.

She found a hunter family for the skinny dog, as she heard that hunters liked this kind of dog very much.

Looking at the hunter's son's excited and happy expression, Meng Liyun handed him the chain.

"How much does this cost?" the hunter looked at her and asked.

"Thirty cents." Meng Liyun did not intend to give it away for free, as this might result in the dog not being valued.

The hunter gladly paid the money.

Meng Liyun looked at the piglets in the basket, hesitated for a moment, and then released them back into the mountains.

"Even if you send them away, they will be eaten and die in the end." Meng Liyun looked at the piglets that were grunting and said softly, "Find your own way."

The little piglet looked up as if sensing something, looked at her cautiously, and nudged her finger.

Xiao had left long ago after burying his parents. Meng Liyun didn't know where he was going, but she didn't ask, thinking that he might continue to look for Mo Ze.

After arranging everything, Meng Liyun wanted to find the stone she had hidden in her arms, but found that it was gone.