For Ruan Ming, it was a disastrous day.
The village had limited resources. His grandfather had fallen from a height, and by the time people found him, he was already barely breathing... He had not even lived long enough to see Ruan Ming one last time.
"How could this happen? Klaus and I had clearly even taken down a White Peacock..."
The loss of a loved one left the young Ruan Ming completely at a loss. He could only sit blankly beside his grandfather... Meanwhile, the villagers began making arrangements, along with Klaus and another elderly villager.
According to the local custom, anyone who died during the day had to be buried that very night.
"Why did Ruan Ming's grandfather go up the mountain today?" Klaus asked quietly.
"Perhaps he went to gather herbs. He didn't tell anyone why, so we don't know either." The old man shook his head. "But Sanshui was very experienced. He shouldn't have made a careless mistake... How did he suddenly fall? Ah, what a misfortune."
"Is there anything I can do to help?" Klaus thought for a moment before saying, "Ruan Ming's grandfather saved me. I want to do my part too."
"You?" The old man looked at Klaus in astonishment.
"Yes." Klaus looked even more earnest.
The old man thought for a moment and said, "You're not from our village, so according to custom, it wouldn't be appropriate for you to see him off... But if you really want to do something, why don't you clear the road?"
"The road?"
"We're taking Sanshui to the back mountain. There's a hill there, but the path is difficult to walk. You can help clear away the weeds and vines first, so it'll be easier for us to pass." The old man said, "I'll call someone