The scarlet eyes were full of corpses, and the corpses stung Suzaku's eyes.

"Grandpa——, grandpa-ye-"

Suzaku shouted loudly, hoping that someone would hear, hoping that someone would agree.

Silence, silence, not even the sound of the wind;

It's tragic, it's all tragic, it's not even excessive.

From the entrance of the village to the Taoist temple, two hundred and forty-one steps, every step is terrifying. Every open courtyard gate shows the inhumanity of killing.

The Taoist temple stands silently, the gate is hidden, and the door is clean.

Pushing open the door, in front of the Sanqing seat, Wang Daochang sat cross-legged.

Suzaku rushed forward, only to realize that Wang Daochang had turned into an immortal.

Suzaku wondered why his life was set up so miserable. Every time a person who he sees as an emotional support appears, the next step is the separation of life and death?

If adversity accelerates human growth, it should not be the whole story. So why is there only black in the negatives of his life?

The self in the previous life came to this life, and the body borrowed did not pass on any information to himself.

Therefore, I long to be cared for, so I cherish every feeling.

I want to be accepted by this world, even if I gain and lose again and again, but I will not close it.

Suzaku knelt in front of Wang Dao Chang and pondered for a long time.

Outside the village, two tombs were built, one large and one small.

The big one is the burial place of all the villagers, and Suzaku buried them together.

The small one, only Wang Daochang is alone.

Once again, Suzaku came to the Taoist temple and took a nostalgic look at the place where he once lived.

Turn around, walk out of the temple, out of the village, and towards a new beginning.

The orchard was in shambles, and the crooked fruit trees testified to the tyranny they had suffered.

The destruction of the original barrier also proves the strength and brutality of the enemy.

The waterhole is still the same, and there is a cave on the cliff, revealing a black hole.

Suzaku turned around, glanced in the direction of Taoyuan Village, sighed, and walked towards the cave with his legs raised.

A red figure appeared at the entrance of the cave, with pigtails facing the sky, a round head, and bright red clothes—it was Zhao Buzhuo.

"It's you ——?"

The two exclaimed in unison.

Zhao Buzhuo happily circled around Suzaku several times before stopping, his words full of incredulity.

"Little girl, how did you get up? It's full of miasma. Also, and you're cured? ……”

A series of questions echoed in Suzaku's ears repeatedly, so that Suzaku didn't know which one to answer.

Before Suzaku could organize the language, Zhao Buzhuo squatted on the ground again and began to cry.

Suzaku also squatted down, wanting to be comforted, but he didn't know where to start.

After a while, Zhao Buzhuo calmed down. told Suzaku what had happened.

Zhao Buzhuo met when Wang Daochang went to deliver clothes and food to Suzaku. Zhao Buzhuo, who has never owed favors to others, feels that he owes a lot to Suzaku in his heart, and he also feels a little sorry for Wang Daochang. Therefore, following Wang Daochang back, he planned to give his three apprentices some solid foundation Peiyuan conditioning, which could be regarded as a kind of compensation.

When he was in the Taoist temple, a group of people entered Taoyuan, and several of them opened the cave in and out, destroyed the fruit forest phantom array, and surrounded Taoyuan Village.

At first, the villagers went into hiding, but under the persecution of strong enemies, they quickly came out of hiding.

Wang Daochang knew the enemy's intentions and brought the first few people to the Taoist temple.

……

"Unexpectedly, after ten years, you still haven't given up. Back then, the reason why I came here was that I wanted to live in seclusion and never ask about the world again. ”

"Wang Botong, why don't you understand it now? As long as you and the children you bring out are alive, it will never end. ”

"It's never going to end? Do you want to run away, can you really leave me behind? ”

"Yes, we can't keep you, but there won't be a living person here. Even later, wherever you go, it will become hell. ”

……

This is what Zhao Buzhuo said, the dialogue between Wang Daochang and those people. He didn't know what grievances there were between them, but Wang Daochang's choice made Zhao Buzhuo deeply moved.

That child was also forced to hand over, it was Xia Duanmo among the three apprentices. And Wang Daochang exchanged his own life for the lives of everyone in Taoyuan Village, and instructed Zhao Buzhuo to send Qin Hui'an and Qin Huining brothers and sisters to a safe place.

After that, Zhao Buzhuo took the two children and left.

"Then why did you come back?"

Suzaku couldn't help but ask.

"I came back for two reasons: first, I want to collect Wang Botong's body and bury it properly; Second, I was not at ease with those people, and they also sent people to hunt me down, hum, and they all turned me into water. ”

Zhao Buzhuo's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he had murderous intent towards those people in his heart.

Suzaku also told Zhao Buzhuo about the scene he saw in Taoyuan Village.

Zhao Buzhuo laughed angrily, his hatred for this group of people reached its peak, he didn't say anything at the moment, and he left as if he was flying, and he didn't even have time to ask Suzaku how she survived and cured the disease.

Suzaku was a little puzzled, shook his head, walked out of the cave, completely collapsed the cave with a few punches, turned around, and walked out of the mountain.

Behind him, there is a memory of himself, there is warmth, and more is the breath of killing and death. Suzaku doesn't even want to think about it anymore, but the memory will not be erased for no reason, only by facing him and starting a new life at the same time, with the change of time, everything will slowly subside.

The stream is still the same, the stream flows slowly, and the scattered grass stems and fallen leaves swirl and float leisurely into the distance.

A figure stands alone, less than when it came, another shadow is missing, and a former life and death depend on each other.

The road is ahead, even if it is just a small road, even if it is full of bumps, but we must always go firmly.

The mountain temple is still there.

Further on, there is the low thatched house of the Zhu family.

Suzaku was standing by the gate of the fence at this time. She figured out that since she was starting over, she had to start from where she started.

If you choose to escape, you will never really stand up.

In the yard, a few roosters and hens running around at will stopped to look at this uninvited guest, their eyes full of vigilance.

Other than that, the whole yard was empty, and there was no more life.

Suzaku's gaze turned to the room where he had been.

There was a sound of sticks hitting the ground, and then the tattered wooden door opened, revealing a figure with a stick.

It was Li Xianglian, and Suzaku remembered the name clearly in his consciousness. It's just that she's changed. The patched clothes, as if supported by a few bones, were bent over, and the head was next to the hand holding the wooden stick, and she could only vaguely find the old appearance from her occasionally raised face.

Suzaku, unable to hold back any longer, ran over and hugged her, tightly not letting go.