Chapter 147: Farewell to Hometown

When we arrived at the Huangsang Yukou camp, it was already dawn.

It had been raining for many days, and finally stopped.

You rode at the gate of the camp and waited for me.

Seeing our horse team, you rode your horse to meet me.

Our horse's head approached.

The two horses stopped, flicked their long tails, rubbed each other's cheeks, and snorted.

You reached out and took the reins of my horse. You said to me, "Look, I'm all intact and I'm not hurt again." ”

We rode horses and stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at our hometown below.

Now, it's dead silent, wiping out all traces of life, and turning into a prehistoric wasteland filled with mud and all sorts of weird stacks of rocks, large and small.

Our homes, our homes, our dead relatives, our childhood and youth, and our enemies, all buried forever, under the thick mud and rocks.

An indescribable sadness welled up in my heart, and my eyes were filled with tears.

The graves of my parents and your mother, your father's funeral hall and coffin, my aunt who did not know what to live and died, my eldest brother who did not know his whereabouts, all the servants and neighbors, our favorite roof, and the threshing floor where my father died, all these stories of people and places have now disappeared from the world, and they can never be returned, never to be seen again.

You say, "Parents, uncles and aunts, and all the dead folks, I came back late and didn't save you." I'm sorry I buried you forever under this mud and rock. ”

Say, "Rest here in peace." ”

You say, "I will always remember you." ”

Say, "You will live in my heart until I die." ”

I look at you and see the sadness in your heart.

I turned my head and wiped away the tears that were about to well-end up in my eyes.

I say to you, "You have avenged them." ”

You shake your head. You say, "Not yet." It is not only the enemies who have buried them that have killed them. What kills them is war, hostility and hatred between people. ”

You say, "So, I'm going to put an end to the war." ”

You say, "After that, we have to eliminate the hostility and hatred in people's hearts." ”

You say, "I might be lucky enough to stop this war." However, I don't know how to eliminate the hostility and hatred in people's hearts. ”

You say, "I don't know what to do." ”

That day, when we were standing together at the mouth of the valley looking down on our former home, I said, "I wonder what happened to my aunt and eldest brother?" Don't know what happened to them later? ”

You say, "I think they're all dead." ”

My tears welled up again.

I said, "How so?" My aunt was the one who brought me into this world with her own hands, but in the end, she wanted to kill me. It's like Big Brother, your only brother, but he's determined to kill you. ”

I said, "We were a good family. In the end, it turned out to be like this. ”

You look at me for a moment. You say, "Sometimes, that's how it goes." People who are born as relatives will eventually become enemies. ”

We watched in silence at the strange wasteland that had just appeared in the world.

Now, they who wanted to kill us are dead. And we, however, are still alive.

The weirdness of fate is often like this.

That was the last time I looked at my hometown in that life.