Chapter 118 We Are Together

The night is getting deeper.

In the remote wilderness, when everything is quiet, all you can see in the distance is a dark round head, and everything below the head is buried in the soil.

Chu Ran gradually became unconscious. He closed his eyes and thought wildly. If he calculated carefully, he was only in his twenties, and half of his body was already buried in the ground... Don't people say that half of the body is buried in the ground when you are seventy or eighty years old? Isn't he buried too early...

Do people really have souls after they die? If so, where do they go?

He should be considered a good person, right? After he dies, he will definitely go to heaven to enjoy happiness. I don’t know if the food in heaven will suit his taste, whether it is Chinese food or Western food. Oh, since it is heaven, it must be Western food, and he is not used to eating Western food, so he doesn’t want to go to heaven, he wants to go to heaven... maybe he can even see Monkey King...

The remaining consciousness is as fragile as a wisp of white smoke that can be blown away by the wind.

Chu Ran didn't know what he was thinking anymore. His heavy body seemed to float up and into the clouds. He was wrapped in the soft clouds and was about to fall into a comfortable and cozy sleep...

Suddenly, the cloud that enveloped him began to shake violently, and then the cloud dispersed. He fell heavily from the sky to the ground, and Chu Ran forced himself to open his eyes.

There was a black shadow in front of me, shaking myself wildly and gesturing at me quickly.

But Chu Ran felt too heavy-hearted. He glanced at the other person reluctantly and then closed his eyes lazily.

Xing Ji saw Chu Ran closed his eyes, looked around, and finally saw a shovel thrown not far away. Xing Ji hurried over, picked up the shovel, and began to dig the soil in the pit vigorously and quickly.

When Chu Ran opened his eyes again, he was on Xing Ji's back, and Xing Ji was running forward with him on his back. Chu Ran opened his mouth, his voice a little hoarse, "Uncle Xing..."

When Xing Ji heard Chu Ran calling him, his broad body shook, and then he put Chu Ran down with his back against a tree.

He half-knelt on the ground and gestured towards Chu Ran.

With the pale moonlight overhead, Chu Ran saw that Xing Ji's chest was covered in a dark red area. Chu Ran asked helplessly, "Are you injured?"

Xing Ji paused while gesturing, and continued: "It's okay."

Chu Ran patted the seat next to him, motioning Xing Ji to sit down next to him, "Don't leave, take a rest..."

Xing Ji stared at Chu Ran for a while, as if to confirm that he was really fine, then he supported himself with one hand and sat down next to Chu Ran with some difficulty.

Chu Ran leaned against a big tree, his head slightly tilted back, his eyes closed with fatigue, but he still had some strength to speak.

"How did you find this place?"

"Forget it. I won't ask you anymore."

In the end it's not a very important question.

Chu Ran was thinking in a daze, and somehow he fell asleep again.

At daybreak, Chu Ran was awakened by the cold. After a night's rest, his body had recovered a little. He looked at Xing Ji and called out, "Uncle Xing."

Xing Ji didn't respond, so Chu Ran reached out and shook him, "Go back, Uncle Xing, wake up."

Still no response.

Chu Ran finally realized that something was wrong. He shook a little more and called out "Uncle Xing" several times until his eyes fell on Xing Ji's chest.

Compared to late at night, the wound is now more clearly visible.

Chu Ran's hand quickly touched the bloody chest. The bloody clothes had dried. He touched the torn part of the clothes, and then lifted the clothes from the bottom hem. It was a fatal knife wound, deep enough to see the bone.

Last night, blood flowed from this knife wound. It flowed for a long time and all the blood on the wound has coagulated.

Chu Ran's head buzzed and he suddenly grabbed Xing Ji's hand. Xing Ji's hand was cold and stiff. He trembled and put his fingers to the tip of Xing Ji's nose.

At that moment, Chu Ran finally couldn't bear it anymore, leaned on Xing Ji's shoulder, and burst into tears.

…

"The person should have been rescued."

Qin Nianwei half-knelt on the ground and checked carefully. There were three people's footprints on the renovated soil. The first pair of footprints went in one direction, and the other two pairs of footprints went in another direction. So Qin Nianwei judged that someone must have come and rescued Chu Ran, but she didn't know who the rescuer was.

Li Fu also squatted down. He gently rubbed the soil on the ground with his fingertips, then lowered his head and smelled it.

"What's wrong?" Qin Nianwei looked at Li Fu and asked.

Li Fu frowned.

Soon, Qin Nianwei also noticed it, "There's blood in the soil? Is someone injured?"

Li Fu didn't say anything, but stood up quickly. When Qin Nianwei saw him stand up, she also stood up quickly and followed Li Fu.

A group of people went down the mountain quickly like a shooting star chasing the moon. Qin Nianwei followed Li Fushen closely, and soon she found that there seemed to be someone on the road ahead.

Li Fu, who was walking in front, naturally saw it as well.

He drove his horse quickly until he passed the man in front. Li Fu pulled the reins hard, raised the horse's hooves high, and before the horse could completely stabilize, Li Fu turned over and jumped off the horse.

"Chu Ran!"

Li Fu turned around and ran towards Chu Ran.

Chu Ran raised his head, his eyelids red and swollen as he looked at the person standing in front of him, his eyes confused.

The joy of regaining what he had lost made Li Fu ecstatic. His heart, which had been tense for the entire night, finally settled down at this moment.

But when he ran to Chu Ran, he discovered that the person Chu Ran was carrying was Uncle Xing.

"Uncle Xing? What happened to him?"

Chu Ran's mood, which had finally calmed down, collapsed again. Chu Ran's eyes were red and he said in a hoarse voice: "Uncle Xing is dead, Uncle Xing was murdered!"

Li Fu stood there in shock. The next moment, his eyes gradually turned red and there seemed to be a pool of tears under his eye sockets.

He walked closer to Chu Ran, his voice soft but choked with sobs, "Put him down, Chu Ran, put him down."

Chu Ran shook his head, tears streaming down his face. He said, "Uncle Xing was killed because he wanted to save me. He did it to save me. He did it all to save me...!"

"I know. Put him down first." Li Fu said while enduring the pain. He stroked Chu Ran's head and said in a hoarse voice, "Be obedient."

Chu Ran's eyes were filled with tears, but his look revealed a strong stubbornness. Only after Li Fu's persuasion did he slowly relax. As soon as he let go, the soldiers who had rushed over first supported Xing Jihui.

Li Fu reached out and hugged Chu Ran. Chu Ran buried his head in his arms and cried bitterly, his teeth almost bleeding. He said with anger and hatred: "I will kill them, I want to avenge Uncle Xing, I must kill them!"

"I will." Li Fu stroked Chu Ran's back with one hand, but his eyes were looking in the direction of the dead Xing Ji. He had tears in his eyes, but they were cold and full of murderous intent. "We will die together."