Ke Bai brought the meal to Haoyue, "Eat some, my child, you haven't eaten for two days."

Haoyue slowly raised her head, her dim eyes, and she shook her head sadly, "I'm not hungry, I'll give it to the elderly and children, there's not much food."

"How can you not eat it? There is still food, I don't care about saving you this." Ke Bo pushed the food in front of Haoyue again with a tough attitude.

Haoyue looked at the food in distractedly, shook her head, and pushed out the bowl in front of her again, "I really can't eat Uncle Coper."

Copper knew that she would be futile even if he forced her. He turned around and walked out. When the door was closed, Haoyue still sat there lonely, motionless.

When Lang Ri woke up, the sun was already very high. The sunlight coming in through the small window hit his face. He rubbed his eyes and sat up with his body. The wound on his body had stopped bleeding. Lang Ri smiled. He thought he would die, but he did not expect his body to heal itself.

Langri walked to the window and looked outside. A bird flew past. He remembered what Haoyue said to him. If there was a next life, she would be an eagle.

Langri stretched out his hand and felt the warm sunshine. A child came over and held the betel rod and stretched his head inside.

"Brother Langri, is it you?" The child called Langri's name in a tender voice.

Langri came over and said, "It's me." He saw clearly that this child was the child of the Tulugu family he rescued from the quicksand.

"Why are you here?" The child blinked his innocent eyes and looked at Langri.

Langri didn't know how to explain it, but faced with such a young child.

"I'm resting here, where are you? Where are your parents?"

"Mom is dead, dad and others go out to find water sources. They say that the water in the clan is broken and cannot be used. If you drink it, you will die."

"What's wrong with the water?" Langri didn't understand.

Tutu shook his head, "It's not possible anyway, Brother Langri, are you thirsty?"

Langri nodded, losing so much blood and not eating for a long time. Langri's dry lips showed that he might not be able to live long if he continues like this.

Tutu took out a fruit from his arms, "I'm not thirsty when my dad left, you can eat it, brother."

Lang Ri looked at the small fruit in his dirty little hand and felt a soreness in his heart.

"Tutu, you can eat it yourself, brother is fine."

"Brother, eat it, my dad is coming back soon. There will be water when he comes back, and we will be no longer thirsty." Tutu stretched out his little hand persistently. Langri was too thirsty, and the fruit was full of temptation for him.

Just as Lang Ri reached out to get the fruit, the two older children ran over, "Xiao Tutu, why do you talk to him? He is a big bad guy!" The leading child pulled up Tutu and the fruit rolled to the ground.

"Brother Langri is not a bad guy." Tutu tried to defend them. The two children pulled him up and left. Before leaving, one child did not forget to spit on Langri.

Langri turned his head, this was something he had never seen before.

He looked at the fruit that had rolled away, shook his head bitterly, and sat down along the wall.

The first person who went out to find the water source returned in vain. On this day, the people in the clan looked for things that could quench their thirst, wet grass, leaves, animal blood, everything.

Haoyue watched the homeless tribesmen sitting scattered in the square, the elderly and children tilted on the ground, the women took care of them, and as they looked at it, the wolf-slaying tribe was beyond recognition, and this catastrophe had been destroyed by this place, and there was almost no complete house.

Haoyue sighed. She had no time to be sad. She wanted to do something for the dead father for this wolf-slayer.

"Haoyue," the warrior who took the lead in finding water sources came back, "We will look for it tomorrow. Today we will bury the dead first. We cannot die or live in peace, and there is no place to fall asleep." The warrior's eyes were wet, and among the dead, there was his wife, children and parents.

Haoyue nodded. The burial custom of the wolf-slaying tribe is cremation.

After a while, the young and strong people moved the bodies of their tribesmen to the center of the square and stacked them together, sobbing, crying, and cursing around them one after another.

Haoyue lit a torch and took the lead in throwing the fire into the corpse. Then some people threw the torches in one after another. Suddenly, the flames soared into the sky. Everyone lowered their heads and silently mourned the dead.

Haoyue looked at her compatriots in the fire, and the flames were beating in her blue eyes. She lowered her head, knelt down with a thud, and silently kowtowed to the flames.

The people standing and the people crying also knelt down and kowtowed together.

One, two, three, Haoyue no longer knows how many times she kowtowed. She regrets that she cannot protect her tribe, she regrets that she cannot protect her father, she regrets that she brought Langri into the wolf-slaying clan.

Haoyue's head was broken, and blood flowed down her forehead. She couldn't stand up to the fire.

After standing in the crowd, Ke Bona looked at the people in front of him and kowtowed to the fire. Looking at these people, he felt a strong sense of self-blame in his heart, especially when he saw Haoyue's expression and face almost the same as Huoji, she was so sad, as if her soul had died. After seeing Haoyue's appearance, Ke Bona asked himself for a moment, is this what he wanted?                                                                                                                                                                                                             

The lost consciousness of Haoyue seemed to have returned to her childhood. She stood in the desert without anyone else. She saw herself sitting on the horse when she was a child, and her father was behind her. He drove a fast horse to lead him to run. Haoyue looked up and could smell the smell of her father. She took a white unknown flower, handed it backwards, and asked her father, "Does it smell?"

Even if you don’t look back, you can feel your father smiling. He said that the flowers in the world do not have the fragrance of our bright moon.

Haoyue looked at this scene with moist eyes, the fast horse racing rapidly, and the two familiar people on the fast horse.

Haoyue covered her mouth and cried uncontrollably until the horse left and gradually left her sight. Haoyue began to run, chasing the horse, calling her father desperately until she fell in the desert, and the horse finally disappeared.

"Are you awake?" A woman sat beside Haoyue's bed and saw Haoyue sport her long eyelashes and slowly opened her eyes.

Haoyue's tears flowed down the corners of her eyes.

"You are crying again. Do you think of your father?" The woman guessed Haoyue's thoughts, Haoyue nodded and sat up.

"Do you want to eat something?" The woman brought some porridge, "Eat some, if you don't eat it, your body will be damaged."

Haoyue trembled with her hands over her job.

"They set out to find water again, hoping that they can bring us good news today."

Haoyue ate two bites of porridge, and her eye sockets and cheeks were deeply sunk. The woman reached out to touch Haoyue's forehead, "You are still having a fever."

"I'm fine," Haoyue squeezed out a smile.

The woman also smiled, "Silly child, how old you are, you have to show your sadness. If you can't hold on, you will get sick."

Haoyue nodded, "I know."

The woman paused, "Langri, no one has brought him food and water for two days. People will not live long in the dungeon."

When he heard Lang Ri's name, Haoyue's heart was moved, "Don't worry about him, he deserves to die."

The woman stopped talking, and for a moment the two of them became silent and the room seemed quiet.

"It's sad to say such words, right?" the woman lowered her head, "That's your husband. He still loves him very much. Betrayed by the person he loves the most, his heart is like an arrow piercing his heart."

Haoyue still didn't say anything. She looked at the wall for a while, "When I find the water source, I will execute him and in front of the remaining tribe members."

"Who do you really think is the poison from Langri? Now is it determined--"

Before the woman could finish her words, Haoyue interrupted her in a hurry, "Who else can be there besides him, and the most important thing is that I saw him killing my father with my own eyes. This is absolutely true."

The woman sighed and nodded, "You have a good rest, I'll leave first." She said, and stood up and retreated backwards.
Chapter completed!