Before he left the city, he heard the old woman crying for her dead son. After years of war, Tianfu Pass was taken by the Immortal Sect and the barbarians, and most of the young and middle-aged people in the city died in the war, leaving the elderly parents white-haired people to send black-haired people.

Mrs. Wang is not an exception, there are many old people who have lost their sons and daughters like this. If combined with the few words Jia Tianding heard, he would only have a creepy conjecture in his heart: "My father, was eaten by those monsters?" and the lonely old people in Tianfu Pass. These old men and old ladies have no children, and even if they disappear, no one will really stand up for them, which is the most suitable food to feed the brutes - the false peace on the surface, the barbarians still have to maintain.

Father Xi was also unlucky, his son went out to work as a coachman, and he was taken away by the barbarians as an empty nester. Obviously, the barbarians didn't intend to investigate it in detail - what's the big deal if they kill the wrong one or two old people?

But even if Xi Jia knew, what could he do? He was just a mortal, and immortal cultivators couldn't fight against the enemy, didn't he hit a stone with an egg with this little strength?

Jia Tianding's face was also not good-looking: "Da Jia, I'm just here to remind you not to ask, your father can't be found, you take care of yourself." The Immortal Master can lock the Heavenly Mansion from the hands of the Holy Domain, and he can also defeat this Motian, let's just wait, just wait!"

Xi Jia rolled his eyelids and asked him, "I see new blood on the city gate...... Did you go to war the other day?"

"Ah, isn't it?" Jia Tianding glanced out of the door uneasily, "Chaoyun Sect attacked once, and I saw that the sky over the entire city became blue, and there seemed to be particularly powerful barbarians here, who failed to take the city. If they try two more times, they should be able to, they can do it, right?"

His tone was hopeful, but unsure.

Xi Jia shook his head sluggishly: "I can't count on them." ”

Jia Tianding rubbed his hands: "I have to go back, I can't let my mother-in-law stay at home alone for a long time, you should be careful." "Then get up and leave.

Xi Jia's eyes moved, and he suddenly shouted to him: "Jia Tianding, why did you come to report me?" In fact, there must be witnesses when Xi's father went out, but he looked for his father all night, and others avoided him, for fear of getting into trouble, only Jia Tianding took the initiative to come to the door to inform.

This person was originally a person who stole chickens and dogs, and he was always looked down upon by Xi Jia, why did he suddenly help this time?

Jia Tianding said: "I didn't eat at home three years ago, but I lost my father Xi to give me a basket of sweet potatoes, otherwise my son would have starved to death." "I didn't dare to stay longer, so I slipped out the door and left.

Xi Jia sat in place for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking. It wasn't until dawn that he suddenly jumped up and ran into his father's room, rummaging through them.

Finally, he found the loose floor tiles under the broken chair, and when he opened them, he saw a long stack of white paper. "Here it is!"

He went into the kitchen and took the charcoal, and wrote a few words crookedly on the white paper. Xi Jia had never studied, he had only seen how his father wrote, and now he just copied it from memory, and every word was like a dog gnawing it.

But after all, he remembered the glyphs.

Then he pasted the white paper on the god card, reheated the rice and meat, and brought it to the low table together. Immediately afterwards, Xi Jia turned out three incense sticks and lit them, and knelt down respectfully in front of the god card, and silently recited in his heart: "I am Xi Jia, the son of Tianfu Guan Xi Qing, my father was captured by the barbarians the day before yesterday, and his whereabouts are unknown." Ask the gods to fulfill my fatherly feelings and guide his whereabouts. ”

For the sake of his family, Xi Jia is willing to survive despite all the hardships. But without my father, is this home still a home?

He repeated it a hundred times, and this kneeling was two hours.

On weekdays, I always see my father bowing like this, and he is very pious, but Xi Jia himself never worships the gods that these monsters have become. "If they are so powerful, why are we still living in purgatory?" he always scoffed at his father's faith.

Until now, there is no way out.

The power of one person is too small, and he can only pray to the gods for help. At this moment, he somewhat understood his father's mentality.

However, his prayers were like mud cattle into the sea, and there was no answer.

Can the gods really hear him? Didn't he worship a false god?

Xi Jia was so anxious that his mouth was blistered all over the night, but at the same time he remembered what his father said: "Sincerity is spiritual." ”

The gods ignored him, did they think that his heart was not sincere enough? Xi Jia bit his fingertips, wiped the blood on his head, and then raised his finger to the sky and swore fiercely: "As long as you find the whereabouts of my father for me, I will be sent by you for more than 100 catties, and I will never dare to complain at all!"

As soon as this oath was recited silently, a clear and pleasant voice immediately sounded in his heart: "You are Xi Qing's son?"

The gods responded, and Xi Jia was overjoyed: "Yes, I am!"

The voice was silent for a while, and then it sounded again: "Xi Qing died the day before yesterday." ”

Xi Jia's brain buzzed, and his shoulders suddenly collapsed. Sure enough, is my father gone?

He couldn't even find his own voice: "How did my father die?"

"You already know. Although the god's voice was pleasant, it was cold and ruthless, "In order to improve the efficiency of the war, the barbarians used a large number of barbarian beasts to participate in the war. But the amount of food is too large, and it only eats live meat, and the cattle, sheep and pigs brought by the people are limited, so the barbarians adopted another inexhaustible meat resource. ”

Xi Jia trembled his lips, and it took a long time to spit out one word: "People!"

People don't need to be carefully raised by barbarians to grow healthily, and the number of people is also the largest, and they can't eat it all. Brute beasts want to eat meat, and this is the best and most suitable source of feed.

"In the past two years, human beings have frequently rebelled, causing a lot of turmoil in the barbarian world, and even changing the outcome of many battles. The god's voice was indifferent, "The barbarians slaughtering mortals can't be as blatant as they used to be. ”

"It's blatant, my father was still eaten!" Xi Jia red-eyed, "I want to see people in life, and I want to see ...... in death" Before he finished speaking, he remembered that his father was buried in the belly of a brute beast, how could he leave a whole corpse?

The pain in his heart was so severe that he vomited another mouthful of blood.

But the god said, "You want to see the evidence?" There is a Yizhuang in the south of the city, do you know the direction?"

"Yes, it's abandoned. "It's not a blessed land, and no one wants to come near it after it is abandoned.

"You go there, or you see. ”

When the god said this, he shattered the last trace of luck in his heart. He was about to cry out loud when he heard the gods ask him, "Do you want revenge?"

Xi Jia took a breath and paused: "Revenge?"

This sentence drove away all the confusion, hesitation and fear in his heart at once, I am afraid that he will meet a bright light after running in the endless dark night for a long time.