Chapter 3 The Mystery of life

The Mystery of the Third Section

The old man's eyes revealed a kind of solemnity and took a deep breath, which made the stone's heart tighten. The old man let go of the stone's hand and pointed to a black wooden box in the corner of the wall, "Take it here."

The stone put the square box at the head of the bed, "Open it."

Seeing the expression of the stone, the old man said, "When I picked up this box, he was like this. He couldn't open it, smash it, or saw it. This box is about your life..." "Don't interrupt me, I don't have much time."

The old man waved to the stone to stop him.

"I'm not your grandfather. To be precise, the morning before 16 years, when I was fishing in the lake, I heard the barking of dogs in the lake and saw Wang Cai lying on this box. Of course, you were tied to the box. At that time, you seemed to be less than two months old. You must have followed the White Dragon Stream. When the water floats over, you can be unharmed, and it is also because of the one-piece clothes you were wearing at that time. In this way, you have such a good grandson as you and Wang Cai, a loyal partner.

"You don't need to be sad. I don't know what happened to me. I really don't have any regrets about having you with me for so many years.

Now, the only clue about your background is this box and the jade pendant on your neck. When I picked you up from the water, your clothes suddenly disappeared. Therefore, your parents must not be ordinary people, and Wang Cai must have something to do with your parents.

Speaking of this, the old man suddenly felt that his whole body began to itch. Something terrible happened. The old man began to grow fine fluff. In a blink of an eye, his face was covered by hair, and his arms and neck were full of thick black hair. Stone was shocked to find that Grandpa's eyes had become blood red, and the corners of his lips seemed to be exposed. A few sharp teeth came out, and suddenly, Grandpa tore the clothes on his chest, hammered his chest crazily, roared, and rushed to the stone. The stone's eyes were full of tears and despair. His only relative was about to become a fierce beast. He did not hide and did not want to hide. Seeing that the sharp claws were about to stab in front of him, With a roar, a golden figure dispersed and knocked the old man who turned into an orangutan. The old man howled and seemed to be awake a lot. His blood-red eyes dimmed. "Stone, quickly, kill me. I don't want to become a monster, let alone hurt you."

"No, Grandpa, no matter what you become, you are my grandpa. I won't let you go!" Stone felt that his heart was dripping blood, but everything in front of him had no choice but to say, "Bry me with a rope, I can't control it!" The stone only obediently tied his grandfather and roared again. The tied old man struggled a few times and spit out a mouthful of blood. In this way, he tilted his neck and fainted motionless.

The stone roared and rushed forward. Only then did he find that his grandfather had bit his tongue and killed himself and left him forever. Suddenly, he felt empty in his heart. He stayed beside his grandfather and sat in a daze, so one person and one dog silently guarded the deceased old man.