Luo Hang: "I... I don't know."
Yu Qingyu: "..." I'm so fussy about it!
Yu Qingyu climbed up the tree angrily, and closed his eyes. Why was he in such a hurry? Anyway, it has been decades.
Li waited gathered up a pile of dilapidated corpses, looked around, and found that no one had brought any tools to take him away, so Li waited and took off his coat as soon as he gritted his teeth.
Compared with exposing his brother to the wilderness, sacrificing his coat is nothing. Although it is difficult to have a piece of clothing without patches in this era, he will not regret it.
Seeing Li et al.'s actions, Tian Xiaomiao nodded, "Thank you."
Li et al: "He is also my brother." He picked up the pile of bones, "Let's go back first and then discuss what to do, let's go."
Zhang Zhiyong glanced at the place destroyed by the wild boar with a vague look, and unconsciously raised the corner of his mouth, holding Tian Xiaomiao's arm with one hand, "Come on, Xiao Miao, stand up first."
Tian Xiaomiao had been running around looking for Luohang since the morning, and now she passed out without a drop of water, coupled with great sadness.
"Xiao Miao, Xiao Miao! What's wrong with you?" Zhang Zhiyong shouted anxiously.
Li et al also came over, "Is Xiao Miao okay? How about we take turns carrying her back."
Looking at the big bag in Li et al's arms, Zhang Zhiyong felt guilty, and carried Tian Xiaomiao on his shoulder without saying a word.
After the voices died down, Yu Qingyu closed his eyes. This night, he should go to bed first.
In the dimness, he seemed to hear someone calling him. He opened his dazed eyes, rubbed his paws, and looked around.
"Qingyu, look here!" The voice came from below, Yu Qingyu looked down and saw Luo Hang waving at him.
"Luo Hang, what's wrong?"
"Qingyu, I decided to strengthen myself. Even if it's not for revenge, I want to go back and see my parents. I have been away for three years. I am not willing to see them again in this life."
"Oh, I see. I'm going out tomorrow to find someone to do it? Do you have money?"
Luo Hang choked, "A little bit, but not much, but I have food stamps, cloth stamps, oil stamps and so on."
Yu Qingyu thought about it for a while, and felt that these things might be more useful than money, so he nodded, "Okay, I see, I'll go to sleep first."
"Well, you sleep, I will watch for you."
"Pfft... There's no need to keep watch at night. If I climb a little higher, even leopards won't be able to bite me."
"Oh, okay then." Luo Hang's voice was a little lost, he just wanted to do something for him, but found that he was useless.
After a night of nothing to say, Yu Qingyu found some tender bamboo leaves to eat after dawn, then secretly evaded Luo Hang and took out some meat to eat, then licked his mouth and went down the mountain.
He sneaked into the courtyard where Luo Hang lived before his death. Some people gathered here, some were making Luo Hang's coffin, and some were busy in the kitchen.
Yu Qingyu heard that the money for the funeral was jointly paid by the people in the village, and the carpenters didn't need to pay for it, they just had to contribute their efforts.
He quietly sneaked into Luo Hang's room, found the things he said in his pillow case, and knocked over the ink on his bedside.
With a small paw, he wrote on his open notebook: Find Luo Hang a real enlightened monk, don't call it a superstition, you will know the reason later.
Yu Qingyu took great pains to finish writing these words, then tore off that page, and kept everything in the space first.
(end of this chapter)