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On Niutou Mountain next to Liushui Town, after a day of hard work, a giant tomb pit was dug on Niutou Mountain. According to post-war statistics, a total of 783 villagers in Liushui Town died in battle yesterday. These villagers who were killed by monsters attacked the village were buried in this giant tomb pit.

At this time, Niutou Mountain was crowded with people, and all the villagers in the town were coming.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo......"

Everyone on the bull's head was heartbroken, his eyes were red and swollen. He looked at the relatives in the tomb and cried again, and some even burst into tears. He was sobbing, and tears fell like broken beads, and his dress was wet with tears. The sad breath spread over the cemetery, making people cry sadly when they saw it.

At noon, the villagers of Liushui Town left one after another. A giant tomb carving was left on Niutou Mountain, a warrior monument, with each warrior who died in battle engraved on the entire Niutou Mountain. Looking at the entire Niutou Mountain, there are dozens of giant tomb carvings like this, with many tombstones standing in a row, and they were buried together by some villagers who died in battle to defend their homes. This cemetery is known as a hero's resting place.

"Qua! Qua! Qua! Qua! Qua! Qua..." The gust of the wind was blowing, and there was no previous cry and anger, and the place became dead. The crows' wail sounded over the entire cemetery, and black crows, which were as dark as ghosts, were circling over the cemetery. As if in a large cemetery, there were only two thin figures standing in front of the tombstone, which seemed out of place with the atmosphere here. These two thin figures were Sun Haoran and Wang Hao who had just lost their parents.

"Haoran, let's go back to the village! Everyone has left, let's go too. It's so scary here. I want to go home!" Wang Hao looked scared and squinted his eyes in front of the tombstone. His little hands pulled Sun Haoran beside him, and his voice trembled.

"No, I'm going to stay with my dad and my mother for a while. Wang Hao, if you want to go home, go back by yourself!" Sun Haoran, wearing a brown fur coat, said without looking back when he heard this. His bright eyes soaked in tears were staring at the tombstone.

"Oh! Okay! Who said we are buddies? Haoran I will be with you for a while! I will be with you for a while. You must go back with me. I am so scared." Wang Hao, who had a fat face, glanced at the surroundings and said with courage.

............... "Haoran, let's go home soon! You have been standing here for a day, and my mother and the others are still waiting for us to go home for dinner!" Sun Haoran and Wang Hao stood in this cemetery for half a day. Wang Hao urged Sun Hao many times, but Sun Haoran didn't leave. Every time he said he would stay for a while and asked Wang Hao to leave first, but Wang Hao was willing to leave, so the two of them stayed again. In the blink of an eye, the west sun was setting, and the sky was about to dark, Wang Hao couldn't help but urged Sun Hao to Sun Hao again.

"Dad! Mother! Please rest in peace if you are in heaven! I will definitely avenge your Qiu Haoran, and you must kill all the demon rats to comfort your spirit in heaven. Dad! Mother! You always looked at me and sighed before you were born. Watching other children practicing hard, it was my crazy day. In fact, you really want to urge me not to play for a day, but you only need to practice well. You have a strong body when you grow up, but you didn't say anything, just sighing behind me.

.You think I don’t know, but I know better than anyone else in my heart. Dad! Mother! You all left, and you can’t see Haoran anymore, and you will never see Haoran practicing hard! Dad! Mother! Look at it. From tomorrow on, Haoran will definitely practice hard every day. You must make yourself stronger so as to avenge you with blood and hatred." Sun Haoran heard Wang Hao’s urging voice, glanced at the dim sky, and then he dazed to the tombstone, his little face showed determination.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

With six consecutive bangs and crisp sounds, Sun Haoran suddenly knelt on the ground, his forehead hitting the ground, ignoring the pain from his forehead, kowtowed to his parents six times, and then said, "Dad, mom, rest in peace, Haoran is going back, Haoran will come to see you in the future."

As Sun Haoran finished speaking, Sun Haoran wiped off the loose soil on his forehead, then stood up and said, "Wang Hao, let's go home! The aunt must be very anxious to wait!"

"Haoran, doesn't your forehead hurt? You kowtow so hard, and your forehead is bleeding!" Wang Hao heard this and saw that Sun Haoran's forehead was broken and a small amount of bloody red blood overflowed, and he couldn't help but ask with curiosity.

"It hurts, why doesn't it hurt?" Sun Haoran said after hearing this.

"Haoran, since it hurts, why are you still kowtowing? And you are still kowtowing so hard?" Wang Hao frowned and asked with confusion when he heard this.

"Haha! Wang Hao, how could this pain in his body be compared to the heartache of losing his parents?" Sun Haoran laughed and laughed, with a lonely look on his face.

"Haoran, let's go home quickly. The deer meat you gave us yesterday must have been handled. We are now happy." Wang Hao said heartlessly when he heard this, ignoring Sun Haoran's mood at this moment. Sun Haoran did not say anything when he heard this, but just nodded, and then walked along the rugged mountain road towards Liushui Town.

Sun Haoran's parents died in the battle to defend the home of the Warcraft attack village and became an orphan. The villagers of Sun Jiazhai originally intended to raise him in turn, but Sun Haoran, who was strong and strong, refused, saying that he had to support himself. However, Wang Hao's parents, who were close to Sun Haoran, planned to take Sun Haoran in after learning about Sun Haoran's situation. Sun Haoran agreed for the difficulty, and sent all the food he could eat to Wang Hao's house and temporarily lived in Wang Hao's house.

Wang Hao's family of four, Wang Hao's father is Wang Jianjun, a rough-looking man. His mother is Zhao Xiaowan, an ordinary village woman with a slightly fat body. Wang Hao also has an older brother named Wang Long, who is completely opposite to Wang Hao's. He is thin and doesn't talk much.

Wang Hao's family of four are all very nice to Sun Haoran and are concerned about Sun Haoran's well-being. Because Wang Hao's brother Wang Long doesn't talk much, he is much different from Sun Haoran, one is a little kid and the other is an adult, and Sun Haoran lives in the same room with Wang Hao.

Life is like boiled water, ordinary. Sun Haoran lived in Wang Hao's house. When the two little kids had a playground, Sun Haoran gradually forgot the pain of losing his parents. He completely settled down at Wang Hao's house. In a blink of an eye, a month of kung fu passed by. Sun Haoran lived in Wang Hao's house with peace of mind, and gradually recovered from the pain of losing his parents. Every day, he went out early and came back late, and practiced hard alone in a small wood on Niutou Mountain.

"Drink! Drink! Haha..."

I saw a thin figure stance, fisting, and shouting with each punch. On a large bluestone slab next to the woods, a small, fat figure was made of a small wooden stick in his mouth, and he looked at Sun Haoran bored and practiced boxing.

"Haoran, are you tired of doing this? It's been a month since you've been there! You've repeated this movement every day. Are you annoyed? Are you annoyed? I'm annoyed when you practice like this? When will you be the only one who needs to practice like this?" The little fat man Wang Hao asked Sun Hao with a wooden stick with a puzzled look on his face.

"Wang Hao, don't ask, okay? Why do you talk so much? I've forgotten how many punches I've punched, and now I have to count again." Sun Haoran, who was concentrating on practicing boxing, listened to Wang Hao's question, and forgot how many punches he had punched, so he complained to Wang Hao on the side.

"Haha! Haoran, it's not me that you are. How can you become a peerless master? Is it interesting to be like this every day? Why not be a master of horses and I'll let him teach you how to play big swords? Didn't you see that? Yesterday my brother hunted another wild boar. When we grow up, we can go out hunting together." Wang Hao heard this and persuaded Sun Haoran. "Haha! Wang Hao, my father once taught me that the most important thing is to lay a good foundation, stand as fast as loose, and punch as fast as the wind. Only when I do these things well can I learn other moves." Sun Haoran said after hearing this.

"Yes, yes, what you said is reasonable, I can't tell you, you can stance your horse. It's so boring. I'll go catch crickets and play with you. I won't be here to accompany you." Wang Hao said after hearing this.

As Wang Hao finished speaking, Wang Hao ran away and ran into the woods. This was his paradise. Watching Wang Hao leave, Sun Haoran shook his head. Although he also wanted to play with Wang Hao, go to the woods to pick up crickets and take out bird eggs, he could not forget that his parents died tragically under the claws of the monsters, and his father Sun Laifu was even more dead. He still had blood revenge, and he could not relax, and he must become stronger and stronger. It is precisely because of this strong belief that supports Sun Haoran that he can persist until now. He is unmoved in the face of Wang Hao's temptation. He must complete a certain amount of tasks every day, how many punches it takes, and how many hours it takes to go down the mountain to go home.
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