"Sister, I'm so sad. Po knelt in front of the grave, looked at the tombstone of his father's name, and cried breathlessly.

"Ah Bao, shall we go back to find the wooden box left by Ah Niang?" Jing Ge was worried that if he continued to cry like this, he would cry his body badly, so he simply decided to take Ah Bao away and divert his attention.

The pain of losing a father and mother is not so easy to come out of, but blindly immersed in grief will only break the body.

This is not the result that Bao's father and mother want to see.

Although they are gone, they are walking together, so they are not alone on the road.

Jing Ge took Bao's hand and walked home.

At this time, the home has been cleaned up by Qinglong and Butterfly Dance.

Everything that shouldn't exist was thrown out, and the blood on the ground was washed away.

The two walked in and saw the clean little yard, as if nothing had changed from before, and they just went out to play for a while, and then went home.

It seems that the next moment, Ah Niang will come out of the kitchen, wipe her hands with an apron, deliberately put on a straight face, and say to Ah Bao: "Go and run blindly again, see you make yourself like a clay figure, go take a bath, you can eat after a while, there is your favorite chicken leg tonight." ”

Po flattened his mouth.

Tears rolled in his eyes, and he stubbornly raised his head, trying not to let the tears fall.

Jing Ge took Ah Bao and walked to Lin Lianzhi's master bedroom, opening the door, and still smelling the familiar smell.

It's just that the owner of the house is no longer there.

The rooms here are very simple, but they are cleaned up because of a diligent hostess.

It's just that things are dead.

Even if it is warmly furnished, without the owner, it still looks extraordinarily deserted.

Jing Ge let go of Bao's hand and walked to the bed, pried open the bed board, and saw a small dark compartment inside.

After opening it, I saw the wooden box that Lin Lianzhi said.

A black wooden box.

Jing Ge took out the wooden box and didn't open it in a hurry.

She handed the wooden box into Bao's hands, and said solemnly, "Bao, your father and mother died because of this wooden box, I won't open the box now, and when you have the ability to avenge your father and mother, I will really hand over this wooden box to you, and you will avenge your father and mother when the time comes, okay?"

When Ah Bao heard her say that Daddy and Auntie died because of the wooden box, her nose was red with sadness, but there was a touch of firmness and anger in her eyes.

"I will, sister, I will definitely become stronger, and then avenge my father and mother. Po looked at the wooden box and saw the moon peak.

Jing Ge put away the wooden box and connected it with the key that Lin Lianzhi gave her.

"Ah Bao, where has Grandpa gone?" After all this, she finally had the opportunity to ask Ah Bao about Lu Jian'an.

"Grandpa, he passed away a few days ago. Po said, his eyes red again.

"I'm sorry, Po, if only I could have come back sooner. Only then did Jing Ge know how much sorrow this child had endured in a short period of time.

Poor child.

"Sister, can you teach me to cultivate immortals? I want to become stronger, so strong that no one can bully me, nor can I bully the people I love!"

Po's tone was so firm.

Looking at Ah Bao like this, Jing Ge couldn't help but think back to his past self.

Once, like Po, she vowed to be the most powerful person in the world, strong enough to protect all the people she loved.