Chapter 2: The Dusty Old Things
"I'm a waste, I'm a fool, I've got eyes, hahaha!"
Su Xiangtian laughed and cried wildly beside him, with only endless remorse and sadness in his eyes.
At this point, Han Yu was already crying, took Su Yun's cold hand, and said in a trembling voice: "Don't blame your father, he had the will to die that day, and fought to the death with the King of Chu in the Broken River, in order to protect everyone, he is now also physically disabled, and his realm has plummeted, if it weren't for the old minister's sworn protection to the death, now your father is him..."
At this moment, Su Yun's expression was dull, his eyes were empty and blank, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his whole body was chilling.
A biting chill drowned him.
The so-called path to immortality, he doesn't understand, he doesn't care, the innate spiritual root is destroyed, it's nothing more than a bumpy path of cultivation, he can also accept it, the pain of flesh and blood stripping, he has endured it for so many years, and he can't get used to it.
But there was one thing he didn't understand.
Supporting each other, along the way, life-long friendships, is this all fake...
The grace of saving lives, the feeling of knowing the encounter, can this really be ignored...
So, what is the purpose of treachery and revenge?
Why?!
He bit his lip tightly with his fingers, but he still couldn't stop the water vapor from pouring out.
When Han Yu saw him like this, he just cried beside him and kept saying three words.
I'm sorry.
Su Yun looked up to the sky and closed his eyes, sniffled, and wiped away all his tears.
Then he took Han Yu's hand and smiled with difficulty: "It's okay mother, what is there to apologize for, it's just a trivial matter, it's not you who should apologize." ”
At the same time, he patted Su Xiangtian on the back and said hoarsely: "It's okay Dad, what's so embarrassing about this, no one can be a sage or a sage, let him go in the past." ”
But his fingertips had already dug into the flesh, and a little blood oozed from his palm.
He has never seen his father, who has always been calm and calm, so emotionally out of control, and he has never seen a mother who has always been gentle and gentle crying like this.
He bit his lip so hard that blood spread in his mouth.
He had never seen the battle of the Broken River that day, but it was conceivable that it must have been extremely tragic, and it was not a vain statement that blood stained the red river.
Vaguely, he seemed to be able to hear the sound of Jin Ge's iron horse galloping on the river, and after the two sides fought, the earth-shattering fierce fighting sound.
One person after another fell.
Finally, Su Xiangtianping eased his violent ups and downs, and sat on the ground alone, the whole person was always difficult to get out of that nightmare, at this moment, he seemed to be dozens of years old in an instant, and his spirit completely collapsed.
Su Yun squatted down and accompanied the depressed man.
At this moment, the room was eerily silent.
As if thinking for a long time, he said hoarsely: "Daddy, I want to try to participate in the village test and get out of Liushui Village." ”
Su Xiangtian looked up to the sky and sighed: "Son, why bother." ”
In this regard, Su Yun just shook his head, wiped his tears and smiled: "What's the bitterness, Dad, don't you often say that I am a hanger, and sooner or later I will be carried back, now I just want to fight." ”
"I don't think I really didn't make a splash when I finally died...", he was already choked up when he said this.
Wiping away tears, Su Yun asked, "Back then, my father and mother, you two were desperate and finally came to Liushui Village, what is the secret in this?"
Su Xiangtian and Han Yu glanced at each other, a little surprised, but they didn't expect that the young man had already noticed the clue.
"In the Daewoo royal family, for a long time, there has been such a saying, Gu Long is in the sea of clouds, hidden in Xuanhuang, is invisible. At first, I didn't understand what the meaning of this sentence was, until I fled to the Central Regions, wandered to this flowing water village, and learned of the existence of the Xuanhuang Mountain Range, so I held the idea of a dead horse as a live horse doctor to try my luck, but unfortunately, I got nothing. Su Xiangtian's eyes were gloomy, and his tone was full of guilt.
After speaking, he suddenly patted Su Yun on the shoulder, and said with an ugly smile: "You just be talking nonsense as a father, as for what happens to you in the end, my father and mother don't care, we just hope that you can live happily every day, and that's enough." ”
Speaking of this, tears rolled down his eyes again, as a father, he did not protect his son well, so that he was born with a bad fate, and now he has not much life, which is a sin.
As a husband, it is a sin not to protect his wife and let him follow him through hardships and deaths.
Being in the royal family, having eyes and no beads, recognizing a thief as a brother, making the relatives hateful, losing the society, ashamed of the ancestors, ashamed of the people, and shameless to see the first emperor after death, this is still a sin.
He Su Xiangtian is the eternal sinner of Daewoo, and he is to blame for his death.
He regretted it, regretted why he had no eyes in the first place, and hated why he was the only one who lived.
Su Xiangtian's face fell into Su Yun's eyes, and at this moment, Su Yun's heart was in great sorrow, and unspeakable sourness welled up in his heart, making him unable to suppress it any longer, and tears welled up.
Even if he learned that King Chu had cut off his path to immortality and destroyed his innate spiritual root, he had never been so angry.
The young man clutched his head with both hands, and his eyes turned red at this moment.
Chu You, you deceive people too much!
Lie to my father, hurt my mother, kill me, and ruin my family...
"I didn't even know that now..."
Blood and tears continued to drip down his chin, and boundless grief and powerlessness drowned him.
Su Yun has never been like this moment, longing to live longer, longing for his time to be longer.
"I can't die..."
Su Yun spat out a mouthful of blood, which was caused by grief and indignation, and he swore that even if he became a walking corpse, he would try to live until that day, and he would go to Dachu in person.
Tears slid downward, ticking to the ground, and the young man's knees were bent towards Su Xiangtian and Han Yu, and he hissed and trembled, his forehead pressed against the ground.
"Daddy, the unfilial son Su Yun will go to Dachu one day sooner or later to ask for an explanation, if you don't fulfill this oath, you will be a son of man in vain!"
He trembled and wept silently.
I haven't felt so uncomfortable in a long time.
Seeing this, Su Xiangtian and Han Yu hurriedly helped the young man up, and Su Xiangtian said guiltily: "Son, you don't need to be like this, my father is ashamed of you, I just hope you can live well." ”
"Yun'er, you live well, it's my father's greatest wish, don't do stupid things. Han Yu sobbed.
The boy pursed his lips tightly, determined not to let himself cry.
Patting the two of them on the back, Su Yun's vision was blurred, his eyes were bloodshot, and he swore that with all the strength of this life, he would go to Dachu alive, even if there was only one breath left.
......
At night, the bright moon hung high, the starlight was like a thin smoke, lingering in the sky, Su Yun was lying on the grass alone, looking at the bright galaxy, stunned.
Putting his palm on his heart, he muttered to himself: "Obviously, I was born with the so-called ominous fate, but God let me live to this day, and the person who should have died a long time ago has survived until now..."
Suddenly, he smiled and said, "Okay, let me, a person who shouldn't have lived in the world for a long time, go and gamble with God." ”
In fact, the young man never knew that at this moment, wisps of mysterious chaotic essence mist were quietly erupting from his square inch heart, circulating in this small world for ten years, warming his weak soul and body, and making up for his lost essence and precious blood.
In the yellow, a dragon was born.
The evil dragon raised its head, and its soul died.
Deceive the world, there is no visible day.
Dreams are eternal, and myths are empty.
The great witch who spied on the heavenly machine back then spent a lifetime of cultivation, but he only got eight words.
Maybe when this secret is revealed, one day in the future, the whole world will fall into chaos again...