After arranging the funeral at home, he packed up some of his clothes and carried the bundle on his back. He moved forward step by step, as if his feet were as heavy as a thousand pieces of gold.
His parents' bodies didn't have any scars; they had died for no apparent reason. Everybody said that normal people didn't die like that, that if something was weird it must be an evil monster. While few people in the village died these days, they died in the same way his parents had, and even the feudal officials could not determine the cause of death. The victims were just considered wronged souls.
But he couldn't take it, he absolutely wouldn't take it, he needed to find their murderer and avenge his parents. But he heard the village chief say that perhaps only the immortals of Green Mountain could figure it out and thus, he wanted to go to the Mountain of Immortals and learn how to be an immortal. Then he would get his revenge.
