Senior sister, don't be stubborn, you are already invincible.

"Do not......"

Tang Shi gritted his teeth, "I don't want to rebel, I just don't understand why the young master is so cruel and can say such heartless words to the benefactor who saved you."

Hearing this, the young man in white's eyes turned cold, and his murderous intent overflowed.

"Are you questioning me?"

Tang Shi's eyes were slightly red, and she stubbornly raised her head and looked directly into those dark pupils.

"Yes, for a ruthless and unjust master like you, who will dare to follow you in the future? When you are in crisis next time, who will risk your life to save you?"

She spoke out every word resoundingly, and her stern rebuke made many of the guards present moved.

The young man in white sneered, with a mocking smile on his lips: "Even without you, I will still be protected by the secret guards arranged by the clan, so you don't have to worry about me."

"You humble servants have no right to bargain with me here. Get out of here and don't get in the way!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and robe and left.

A group of bewildered guards were left behind.

"Pack up your things and continue on your way. We must reach the next town before the sun goes down."

An old man ordered in a deep voice.

Many guards responded and immediately took action.

Soon, the carriage swayed away carrying the goods and drifted away.

Tang Shi stood there and looked at the caravan that was moving away, feeling as if his heart had been hit hard by something.

The mountain wind blew by and rolled up her thin body, as if she would be taken away by the wind at any time.

Tears fell from his eyes and fell to the ground, melting instantly.

She clasped her hands tightly, her nails digging into her flesh but she felt no pain.

"Girl..."

Suddenly, a familiar call came to his ears, which shocked Tang Shi and turned around suddenly.

"Uncle Wang!"

Tang Shi quickly wiped the tears from his eyes and ran forward quickly, with ecstasy in his eyes and said excitedly: "Uncle Wang, how are you feeling? Are you feeling better? Just hold on, I'll find some herbs to save you right now. !”

Uncle Wang coughed twice, his face was as pale as paper, and there was blood on the corners of his lips, but he shook his head and said: "Girl, don't work in vain, I understand my injuries myself..."

Tang Shi's expression turned a bit gloomy.

"Uncle Wang, don't worry, I will definitely be able to save you. If you keep persisting, I will go find the spiritual herbs needed to refine the Baicao Detoxification Pill."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and was about to leave.

"Girl, wait a minute."

Uncle Wang spoke weakly and stretched out his hand as if to catch her. However, his body was so weak that he could only wave his right arm in vain.

Tang Shi paused and turned to look at Uncle Wang.

"I have something to tell you, please listen to me first." Uncle Wang said weakly, with a complicated light shining in his eyes.

"Uncle Wang, tell me."

Uncle Wang sighed and said: "Don't go against those noble people. We have a humble status. If we really offend them, we will only die faster..."

"But Uncle Wang, it's obvious that you became like this because of him, how could he treat you like this!"

Tang Shi was very angry and argued hard.

Uncle Wang laughed at himself: "He is the master and we are servants. Baicao Antidote Pill is very precious. How can it be used on humble guards like us?"

"I am just an insignificant and worthless person among all living beings. How dare I dream of a panacea? How can they, who are so high above us, care about our life and death?"

After speaking, his tone was full of bitterness and helplessness.

Hearing this, Tang Shi felt a trace of sadness and discomfort in his heart, and a layer of mist appeared in his eyes.

Uncle Wang is right, they are not noble people, they are just ants.

She only hated herself for being too weak and unable to help Uncle Wang.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Wang. It's all my fault. I can't do anything. If...if I were stronger, I wouldn't be helpless..."

Tang Shi lowered his head, his voice was hoarse, and tears couldn't stop pouring out.

Uncle Wang raised his head slightly, looked at the thin but stubborn girl in front of him, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"Good boy, don't blame yourself. Everyone will die sooner or later. Don't be upset about it."

"Stop crying. Tears are the most useless thing for us monks."

"Uncle Wang, I..."

Tang Shi was so choked that she could not speak. Her heart felt like it was being pricked by thousands of needles, and it ached faintly.

Uncle Wang stared blankly at the sky, his eyes misty, and murmured: "When I was a child, I always thought that I would succeed in attaining enlightenment, ascend to immortality, and bring glory and wealth to Donglan Continent."

"When I was young, I thought it was a great achievement to become a monk in the Cauldron Realm and to be able to travel across the thirteen continents of Donglan Continent."

"When you are young, it is considered good to be able to break through to become a god. You can start a sect and become famous in Qizhou."

"When you reach middle age, you have no resources or opportunities, so you can only rely on your own efforts to climb forward step by step. If you are lucky enough to become a noble guard steward, you will be very satisfied if you can support yourself and successfully form an elixir... ..”

"My qualifications are not much better than yours. This world is too cruel. The strong are respected and the weak can only be slaughtered by others. We are all just an insignificant member of the ordinary."

Tang Shi lowered her eyes silently, hiding the sadness in her eyes.

"But..." Uncle Wang suddenly changed the topic and stared at her with bright eyes.

"Girl, you must persist!"

"You must go out, step out of this ordinary abyss, and achieve your own future."

"Persevere and achieve the supreme existence, become the top powerhouse that thousands of people look up to, stand out from the crowd, or..."

"Meet death."

Tang Shi trembled violently all over.

Every word Uncle Wang said touched the softest part of her heart.

She opened her mouth but no sound came out.

……

It was late at night, the sky was lonely, and the stars were sparse.

In a valley, a bonfire burned and crackled.

Uncle Wang is dead.

Tang poetry buried Uncle Wang in this valley and set up an inscription.

She sat leaning against the tombstone, staring blankly at the bonfire in front of her.

Under the light of the jumping flames, her side face looked particularly deserted.

The night was hazy, and the moonlight filled the mountains and forests, making her lonely figure even more desolate.

"A little person like me can only persevere!"

She raised her eyes and looked at the stars.

The starry sky is dotted with stars, bright and dazzling.

Her whole body was like this bright star, lonely and lonely.

But her eyes were as firm as a rock.

Nature will not pity the weak, but will only lament the powerful.

This world has never been kind.

She wants to get out of this ordinary quagmire and soar into the nine heavens.

The night became darker and darker, and there was darkness between heaven and earth. Occasionally, the wind blew, bringing with it a damp and cold smell, which was very similar to her mood at the moment.