I cook behemoth in the original

The family of Grandpa Priest is surrounded by the inner circle, while the outer circle is those who are reluctant to part with Grandpa Priest.

Nearly 100 people just sat around the coffin.No one spoke, the only sound was a soft sob.The scene was extremely depressing.

The eyes of several children were swollen from crying. I don't know how long they cried, and their voices were hoarse.

Even the hunting team didn't go out today, they gathered around, thinking about the past of the priest's grandfather.

The head of the Baihu clan used the emergency food stored in the clan for the winter.In the eyes of the Patriarch of the White Tiger, the departure of the White Priest is as serious as a natural disaster within the clan.

A dozen or so females were handling the ingredients on the sidelines.The Patriarch of the White Tiger said that today is a special day, so they have to eat well, and they have to eat all the time, from morning till night.We must not let the white priests go away uneasy, and worry that they will not have enough to eat.

One of the females was peeling potatoes, peeling, and she was crying.Big tears rolled down his cheeks.

She knew that everyone was very sad now, but she couldn't help but said, "Today there is no grandpa priest to share the food."

It was just a very ordinary sentence, but it touched the tears of the females.Even the old female who had been bowing her head silently, as if nothing had happened, shed tears.

There are no white priests distributing food today, and there will be no more.

Guo Zi'an followed behind Bai Shanjun, holding dry branches in his hand.They put dry branches under the coffin.These branches will become the fuel for burning the coffin.The more branches there are, the more prosperous the fire will be, which shows everyone's reluctance to the grandpa priest.

Guo Zi'an didn't understand it at first, but later he realized that it's actually good to have more fire.

In the wilderness where bones are buried, they will be dug out and gnawed by bloodthirsty and rotting beasts. It is better to be completely reduced to ashes. At least the bones of your loved ones will return to the earth and the river, and they will not be ravaged and gnawed by wild beasts.

On the contrary, those who are hated by others are not allowed to be buried, and are directly thrown into the forest, where they become food for wild beasts, gnawed and bitten, and die a terrible death.

Grandpa Priest was lying in the coffin, the weather was cold, his face was only a lot paler, his eyes were closed tightly, as if he was asleep.It's just that they all knew that Grandpa Priest was no longer breathing and had really left this world.

Guo Zi'an silently read a few words of farewell, and put down the branch in his hand.

Bai Shanjun was holding a large bundle of branches in his hand. He looked at the priest grandfather in the coffin, but did not speak.

The sky began to fall again.

The graupel fell on the heads and shoulders of the crowd, which was cold and hard, like the skinny hands of the grandpa priest stroking their heads.

Bai Shanjun thought of the time he spent with the priest's grandfather from childhood to adulthood.

Although he has elders, the priest grandfather knows that his family is special, so he will always take special care of him, often give him delicious food, teach him various herbs, and some hunting skills.

At that time, Bai Shanjun was very mischievous, as long as there is a milk, she is a mother. Seeing that there are so many delicious things at the priest's grandfather, he often visits the priest's grandfather.If the family couldn't find Bai Shanjun one day, he would definitely find it at the priest's grandfather. Every time he found it, he would definitely see Bai Shanjun in the priest's grandfather's cave, eating the priest's grandfather's rations.

It is said that half-children eat poor old men.Although Bai Shanjun was a child at that time, he ate a lot.Although Grandpa Priest is a priest, he has raised many children, and every child is given a small amount. Baishan will eat another big bite, and Grandpa Priest himself can only cut down on food and clothing.

Fortunately, Grandpa Priest's biological children are not bad, so I can't starve myself, but Grandpa Priest's biological children will not over-subsidize Grandpa Priest, and take advantage of other kids in vain.

When Bai Shanjun's father saw Bai Shanjun eating the priest's grandfather's rations, he naturally gave him another beating.However, the grandpa priest would stop him, smiling and asking Bai Shanjun to come again next time.

Later, Bai Shanjun was able to hunt, and he often sent food to the priest's grandfather.Even if he moved to live outside the forest, Bai Shanjun still occasionally brought some food back to the priest's grandfather.Bai Shanjun knew that Grandpa Priest had no shortage of food, but this was the only thing he could do.He also knew that Grandpa Priest's greatest wish was to watch every child in the group grow up healthily.

Guo Zi'an didn't bother Bai Shanjun, and stood beside Bai Shanjun the whole time, accompanying Bai Shanjun.

I don't know how long it took before Bai Shanjun put down the branch in his hand.He played very slowly, one by one, around the coffin of the priest's grandfather.Bai Shanjun had a lot of branches in his arms, and he walked around for more than before he finished putting the branches in his hands.

When Bai Shanjun turned to leave, Guo Zi'an held Bai Shanjun's hand.

Guo Zi'an's hand was very cold, when it touched Bai Shanjun's hand, it was like ice.Bai Shanjun's hands were also cold.

Two cold hands clasped each other, and slowly walked to the outermost circle of the crowd, waiting for everyone to take a last look at Grandpa Priest.

Many orcs living outside brought their companions or returned alone.They are all hugging the branches, stacking little by little.

During the period, Guo Zian got a bowl of hot soup.The soup is rich with meat and potatoes.The taste was taught by Guo Zi'an before.It's just that everyone is depressed, and no matter how delicious the broth is, they can't taste much.

Because the number of white tigers is small and there are not many branches, Bai Shan went to the forest to pick up branches several times and added them layer by layer.

Some reluctant orcs in the group also went out to pick up branches.Guo Zian wanted to go out with Bai Shanjun to get some air, but Bai Shanjun stopped him.

Seeing that Bai Shanjun's eyes were red, Guo Zi'an understood that Bai Shanjun wanted to be alone, so he nodded his head to express his understanding and stayed where he was.

Until the evening, the coffin of the priest's grandfather was deeply sunken in the branches.

Tonight is a fine weather, and you can see the moon hanging in the sky.

At about the same time, Patriarch Baihu lit the branches.The branches crackled and burned, and the coffin was wrapped in orange flames.

Guo Zi'an and Bai Shanjun sat on wooden stools, Guo Zi'an rested his head on Bai Shanjun's shoulder, holding hands, quietly watching the burning flame.

When the flame burns, it is very warm and very hot.

This flame was the warmest source of heat that Guo Zi'an felt this winter.

Before he knew it, Guo Zi'an fell asleep.

When I woke up the next day, it was already bright, and the smell of burnt trees could still be smelled in the air, which was not unpleasant.

The fire has been extinguished, but there is still a wisp of white smoke rising.

Many people around have already woken up. Seeing this scene, everyone did not move, but watched quietly.

Bai Shanjun didn't sleep all night, his face became obviously haggard.Guo Zi'an didn't see the stubble on Bai Shanjun's face. It seemed that the Baihu orc really didn't grow beards.

The white smoke disappeared soon, but everyone still didn't move. It wasn't until the ashes were completely cooled that the Patriarch of the White Tiger stepped forward and put the ashes into the pottery.

The family of the white priest also knelt on the ground. They didn't have a so-called broom, they only held it with their hands little by little, and pretended a little bit.It was very slow, but there were so many people present, no one urged them.

Several female orcs buried their heads in pain as they saw less and less ash, their shoulders twitching.The male orc closed his eyes in pain.The male orc had already turned around and couldn't bear to look any further.But the male orcs wanted to be strong, so they didn't cry.

The Patriarch of the White Tigers held pottery filled with ashes and led the tribe to the river.

The river in the south does not freeze, but the water level of the river drops in winter, less than half of the shore.

Patriarch Bai sang a farewell song while scattering ashes into the river.He only squeezed a small handful at a time, as if this would allow the white priest to stay for a while.

The people behind him hummed softly.Some people can gradually relax in the song and let go of their reluctance to the white priest.

Some couldn't hold back their tears again.

One of them couldn't bear it anymore, and she burst into tears, crying so hard.

This sound was like a stone that broke the peace, and the people around also cried bitterly, especially the children, crying loudly like a competition, as if this would bring the priest grandpa back.

Bai Shan didn't cry, he just quietly watched the ashes floating in the air.

The ashes did not completely fall into the water, some were scattered around with the wind, as if the priest grandpa was also reluctant to let them go, and wanted to keep some of them here, watching them continue to live, grow up, and give birth to more child.

Bai Shanjun didn't stay to eat. After seeing off the priest's grandfather, he took Guo Zi'an and left quickly.

But Bai Dahu's pace was very slow, Guo Zi'an knew that this was because Bai Dahu was not mentally prepared yet, and he didn't want to face the children and the dungeon so quickly.

It's just that they have been away for a day and a night, and only Yuan Jinyu and the others manage the dungeon.I don't know if I can get through it safely.

Guo Zi'an lay on Bai Dahu's back, trying to reassure himself as much as possible.

But the days are always going to pass, time will always pass bit by bit, no matter how slow the pace is, Bai Dahu will still return to his original track one day.

In the evening, they finally returned to the site.Fortunately, the site is still there and has not been taken away.

Seeing the cave, Bai Dahu turned back into Bai Shanjun, but he was still sullen and expressionless.

Guo Zi'an had experienced the feeling of his parents' death, so he didn't speak, and gave Bai Shanjun time to calm down.He knew that this period of time might be very long, but he was willing to wait for Bai Shanjun.

Guo Zi'an asked Bai Shanjun to go home first, and he went to the underground city to have a look.

Fortunately, nothing happened in the dungeon, Yuan Jinyu continued to do handicrafts like that, Ye Feimiao was busy in the restaurant, Guo Shuzhen beside him was clapping his hands, and Xiao Caixin ran around, as if playing hide-and-seek with the children.

Seeing all this, Guo Zi'an felt as if he had passed away.

"Are you okay?" Yuan Jin Yu asked worriedly seeing Guo Zian's expression.

"It's okay. It's just a little emotional." Guo Zi'an doesn't have so many memories of the priest's grandfather. He only has so many emotions because of Bai Shanjun and seeing the scene of everyone saying goodbye to the priest's grandfather.

Guo Zi'an returned to the wooden house.

At the wooden house, Bai Shanjun sat quietly, looking at the fetal fruits on the shelf.

When Bai Shanjun saw Guo Zi'an came back, his face was a little excited. He pointed to one of the pottery and said, "Look, it's sprouted."

Some people will leave, but new life will come.

The author has something to say: I am catching bugs again.I looked at it on my phone, and many insects (covering their faces) began to have astigmatism after severe myopia, and they couldn't focus when reading words.Everyone should take good care of your eyesight.