The moment he entered the Shura Sword Tower, Xing Feng found that the space around him had changed, and he came to the outside of a small mountain village, standing on the road of the small mountain village with a blank face, at a loss.

At this time, it was close to evening, and some people returned to the village from outside the mountain village, and when they passed through the torture wind, everyone showed a kind smile on their faces, and among them was an old woman in a burlap robe, bowing slightly, and carrying a cane, came to the punishment wind, and said, "Child, go, let's go home and eat." ”

Xing Feng looked at the old woman with a kind face, and after sensing that there was no trace of spiritual power fluctuations on the old woman's body, he held the old woman and said, "Okay, let's go home for dinner." ”

The old woman's walking speed was very slow, and the torture wind slowly helped the old woman to walk towards the village.

Both sides of the road are planted with grain, as far as the eye can see, such as a layer of golden carpet, with a breeze, the golden carpet is dancing with the wind, making people feel a lot more relaxed.

On the way back to the small mountain village, Xing Feng had a brief chat with the old woman, which gave him a preliminary understanding of the small mountain village.

The old woman learned that the small mountain village is called Zhenbao Village, and there are more than 200 people living here, and the people who live here have grown food for generations and made a living here. The reason why it is called Treasure Village is that it is rumored that a long, long time ago, there was a wealthy merchant who settled here and brought many peerless treasures here, so it was called Treasure Village.

I don't know how long it took for Xingfeng to enter the village, and the sky was already full of stars, and a bright moon had hung above the sky, emitting a white light, illuminating the entire small mountain village.

After entering the small mountain village, every household is brightly lit, the smoke is everywhere, and the fragrance of all kinds of delicacies comes to the nose, so that Xingfeng's thoughts return to the mountain village where he lives, and the day is made, the sun sets, after a day's labor, at this time the food is burned, the family sits at home and chatters, drinks a few sips of wine, and life is not happy.

The old woman who was being helped by Xingfeng stretched out her dry left hand, pointed ahead, and said, "That's our home." ”

"Grandma, grandma, you're back. Just when Xing Feng wanted to see their family, a childish voice sounded.

A little chubby boy with a lot of flesh was rushing in, and with every step, the fat on his face and body trembled slightly, and when he came to the old woman, his cheeks were already red, like a ripe apple.

"Ah Da, let's go home for dinner. The old woman's wrinkled face appeared with a smile, and she touched the back of the little chubby boy's head and smiled.

"Who is this big brother?" asked the little chubby boy, seeing the torture wind standing next to the old woman.

"He is your eldest brother, his name is Ah Tian. The old woman said.

When the old woman said that Xingfeng was Ah Tian, Xing Feng had a feeling in his heart, as if he was Ah Tian in the old woman's mouth, and this feeling was very strong, making him gradually forget where he came from.

Following behind the little fat boy, after a cup of tea, Xingfeng and the others returned to a small farmhouse courtyard, several low tiled houses, surrounded by fences on all sides, and in the center of the courtyard there was a small table, a few small stools, on which three stacks of small vegetables had been placed, steaming, apparently just burned.

"Ah Tian, go wash your hands and eat, you've been tired all these years. The old woman's wrinkled face showed a look of distress at this time, and said to the torture wind.

Xingfeng came to the side of the courtyard with a familiar way, washed his hands, wiped them dry, and turned around to find that there was already an extra figure in the courtyard, and the appearance of that figure made Xingfeng completely lose himself, because he really felt that the figure was connected with him by blood, and he was stunned in place, motionless.

The figure was tall and mighty, with a strong body, dressed in burlap clothes, holding a wine gourd in his hand, sitting on a small stool next to the table, looking out of place, about forty years old, with knife-like facial features that had not been eroded by the years at all, and was still handsome and handsome.

"Ah Tian was stunned for what to do, come over to eat. The figure seemed to notice the existence of the torture wind and spoke.

"Oh. Xing Feng came back to his senses, walked to the dining table step by step, and when he came to the middle-aged man's side, his eyes were already foggy, and his knees fell to the ground, making a "bang" sound, and then said: "It's the child who is not filial, so that you suffer." ”

After hearing Xing Feng's words, the middle-aged man's body trembled slightly, and tears swirled in his cloudy eyes, and after taking a sip of wine, he said in a deep voice: "Get up." As soon as the words fell, an invisible force lifted the torture wind.

Xing Feng wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, sat opposite the middle-aged man, took out a wine gourd that was exactly the same as the middle-aged man from the space ring, poured a few sips of wine into his mouth, and said, "Why?"

The middle-aged man didn't seem to hear what Xing Feng said, his eyes looked at the sky, and after a quarter of an hour, he spoke: "Ah Tian, there are some things that you can't know now, and when you are strong enough, you will be qualified to know." ”

Xing Feng poured a few sips of wine again, and said in a deep voice: "Dad, don't you think it's selfish for you to do this? Do you know how I got over when I was a child?"

"Every time the children in the village see me, they say that I don't have a father, I don't have a mother, do you know the pain in my heart? At that time, I wanted to say out loud, I am also a person with a father and a mother, I am not a person who no one loves and no one loves, but I don't know how to say it. ”

"But I don't blame you, I know something must be wrong with you, I believe that one day you will come back to see me, but day after day passes, you still haven't appeared, I'm a normal person, I also need to be loved. ”

Xing Feng's words pierced the middle-aged man's heart word by word, and the middle-aged man was silent for a long time before he spoke: "Ah Tian, I'm sorry, I have a last resort. ”

When he heard the middle-aged man apologize, Xing Fengzai couldn't suppress the emotions in his heart, tears rolled down his eyes, he had been showing a strong expression outside, but in fact, the bitterness in his heart was only known to him.

He said these words, even he didn't know why he said them, these words were suppressed in his heart for many years, since he was a child, he has been sitting on a chair in the small courtyard, looking at the entrance of the village, has been waiting for the person he wants to come back, but every time he is very disappointed, like a bottomless pit, there is no end.

He doesn't know whether he is Xingfeng or Ah Tian now, but what he knows is that the middle-aged man in front of him is the father he looks forward to seeing day and night, and the old man often says: "You may be a successful person outside, but at home you are still the child who doesn't grow up in my eyes." ”