With the help of Wang Dashi, He Yidao also built a house next to Wang Dashi's house.
Wang Dashi originally planned to let He Yidao live in his home, but He Yidao refused.
Since the construction of the house was completed, He Yidao had lived in peace. If he saw weeds growing on his parents' graves, he would remove them.
At other times, He Yidao would lie on a wicker chair and bask in the sun. If the sun was too strong, he would hide under the big tree next to him to enjoy the shade.
Moreover, Wang Dashi's sister Wang Fanglan sent He Yidao three meals a day.
In addition to three meals a day and occasionally weeding the graves, He Yidao basically lay on that wicker chair the rest of the time.
A few months passed like this, and winter came again.
The vast snow covered the entire mountain range, and at a glance, the sky and the earth were the same color, extremely clean.
On a hill, there are two houses, one big and one small, very harmonious.
He Yidao opened the door and took a look at the courtyard in front of the house that had been cleaned and Wang Dashi who was cleaning the snow. He Yidao happily dragged out the wicker chair from the house and found a sunny place to lie down on it.
, basking in the sun.
Wang Dashi was still cleaning the surrounding snow. When he saw He Yidao walking out of the room and lying in the yard to bask in the sun, he quickly greeted: "Xiao Dao, come to our house for dinner."
He Yidao smiled and did not refuse.
Wang Dashi didn't feel surprised when He Yidao didn't speak, because He Yidao hadn't said a few words since he came here.
He Yidao was lying on the wicker chair with his eyes half-closed. Suddenly, he heard Wang Dashi's surprised voice.
"Huh? What kind of animal footprints are these? It doesn't look like a wild rabbit." Wang Dashi walked to the footprints and looked at the messy footprints leading to the woods nearby.
He Yidao squinted his eyes and saw a pressed area next to the footprints. He knew that an animal must have sat there before, and had sat there for a long time.
Why Yidao's current state is such that he can't detect animals approaching nearby.
But last night, he did not find that any wild beast had been in that place, and it seemed that the animal had been sitting here for a long time, but he still didn't notice it.
He Yidao suddenly thought of something. He had discovered among the cases in Yunwu Pavilion that this mountain range was called the Black Wolf Mountain Range.
In this case, could this mountain range be related to the black wolf?
So are those footprints those of the black wolf?
He Yidao felt that the sunshine in the cold winter day was really warm and comfortable. He lay on the wicker chair and relaxed his body, letting the sunshine shine on his body. This kind of environment was suitable for sleeping.
Because I can never get enough sleep.
Not long after, Wang Dashi came over and invited He Yidao to their home for dinner. He Yidao walked into Wang Dashi's home with a lazy smile on his face.
At the dinner table, he smiled at Wang Fanglan and the Queen Mother, who also treated He Yidao very warmly.
After eating, He Yidao returned to the wicker chair.
The day goes by in a hurry, just like opening and closing your eyes, making people unable to feel the passage of time.
In the evening, He Yidao dragged the wicker chair into the house and closed the door.
Wang Dashi watched He Yidao enter the house and knew that he must be waiting for the sun again tomorrow. He was not envious of such lazy days, because he had concerns, but He Yidao did not. Seeing the sky getting late, Wang Dashi
After tidying up for a while, I returned to the room to rest.
As the night falls, the stars in the sky twinkle and gather into a vast galaxy.
It's late at night and everything is silent, especially in winter, it seems even more lonely and silent.
Squeak.
The door was opened.
He Yidao walked out of the room wearing the same white robe as before. He came to the footprints and stood there with his head bowed for a while. He raised his head and saw that the footprints were extending deeper into the woods, and then he followed the footprints.
It was darker in the woods than outside, but fortunately the impact on He Yidao was not too great.
He Yidao was somewhat slow, not in a hurry, and just kept walking forward, following the footprints of the beast.
He Yidao even had a feeling that this footprint was left for him.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, He Yidao stopped when he was probably far away from the hut.
He concentrated and looked at the black wolf sitting in front of him at the entrance of the cave looking at him. The black wolf's eyes seemed to be filled with millions of stars, shining brightly and making people feel the depth in them.
Black Wolf spoke, "You're here."
Its voice is like that of an older elder, vicissitudes of life yet gentle.
He Yidao's pupils shrank and his heart tightened. He knew that the level of the black wolf in front of him had probably reached a level that he could not imagine, and he was definitely not able to compete with it.
He Yidao saluted respectfully and asked: "Senior, are you waiting for me?"
Hei Lang chuckled and said, "To be precise, I'm waiting for Jingyang's successor."
He Yidao knew that it was this black wolf that forced him to fall off the cliff, and that the inheritance he obtained had a certain relationship with the black wolf in front of him.
"Thank you, senior, for giving me this great opportunity." He Yidao made another great gift.
Hei Lang said: "No one can explain fate. That opportunity was not given to you by me, it was something you deserved. Even without me, you would have gotten it. I just helped you.
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He Yidao was a little confused and asked: "Then why did senior come to me?"
Hei Lang said: "Actually, the death of your parents has something to do with me."
He Yidao frowned and asked again: "What does the death of my parents have to do with you?"
"Because of the knife in your hand." Hei Lang said slowly.
"Flying knife?"
Hei Lang sighed: "Because I was too weak after the tribulation, I received some favors from your parents, so I gave your parents this knife. I never thought that this knife would bring them a fatal disaster."
He Yidao took out the lucky knife from his sleeve and looked at it in a daze. Ever since his parents' accident, it seemed that all the reasons could be attributed to this little knife.
"This knife..."
The black wolf looked at He Yidao with its pupils that encompassed the sea of stars and said, "Actually, this flying knife is indeed a bit strange."
He Yidao looked at Hei Lang, waiting for his next words.
Black Wolf asked: "What do you think this knife is?"
He Yidao said: "This knife was given to me by my father, and he named it Lucky. So, I always regard it as a lucky knife given to me by my parents."
Snowflakes began to float in the sky again. The snowflakes fell slowly and fell on He Yidao's long eyelashes, and suddenly melted into a small drop of water.
Snowflakes are falling again on the mountains, which is very beautiful.