Chapter 210: Zhoujiazhuang

He rejoiced in his heart, saw the mountains and rivers, and saw the clouds, and everywhere was colorful and picturesque.

Even the sky is beautifully colored.

Walking on the ridge and raising his head, he saw the barefoot woman walking in the distance, with her head down and carrying firewood, her clothes were full of patches but they were also clean and tidy, as if she was thinking about something, frowning and looking down at her feet, but she didn't notice Zhou Xiuye walking towards her.

Zhou Xiuye saw the person clearly, and immediately raised his eyebrows, and cheered violently: "Aunt Sun!!"

Aunt Sun was startled by him, and shouted out, patting her chest and looking at the grinning young man in front of her, and when she looked carefully, she saw the familiarity of the past from the corners of the other party's eyebrows and eyes, and suddenly her eyes widened, and she shouted: "Xiao Xiao Zhou!

Zhou Xiuye suddenly grinned and said, "Aunt Sun, Aunt Sun!"

Aunt Sun grinned and said, "Little Zhou!"

Zhou Xiuye was fiercely held in her arms by Aunt Sun.

Zhou Xiuye patted Aunt Sun's arm: "I'm not breathing." ”

Aunt Sun pulled him away and looked him up and down: "You've grown taller and stronger!

Zhou Xiuye put the embroidered sword on his back to his chest and patted it and said, "I have finished my graduation and come back from the academy!"

Aunt Sun pulled out the embroidered sword, the clear sword body was bright and shining on the human eye, and the sword body was engraved: the gentleman hid the weapon in his body, and when the time came, Aunt Sun liked it, not to lose the handwriting of the academy, but the atmosphere.

Zhou Xiuye also showed Aunt Sun the Guqiu Lake pen and Yanshan ink presented by the academy, and Aunt Sun was amazed.

Aunt Sun suddenly sighed: "Patronized and talked to you, your father and mother don't know when you come back, go and follow me home!"

Zhou Xiuye nodded heavily.

Zhoujiazhuang, Konoha Town, this small town in the south is lively in the cold smoke and rain of the Cold Food Festival, although there are no fireworks but boiling everywhere,

Because they are accustomed to seeing farmland, but they have never seen the academy, they are used to seeing hoes, but they have never seen the embroidered swords of the academy, and they are accustomed to seeing a strong man carrying five bags of sandbags on one shoulder, but they have never seen a cultivator in the Heavenly Wolf Realm.

Zhou Xiuye returned to Zhoujiazhuang, he has successfully graduated from the academy, has entered the heavenly wolf realm, only one step away from the transcendent sainthood, the academy has completed embroidered swords and brocade, as well as Guqiuhu pen and Yanshan ink, all of which make Zhoujiazhuang dizzying.

There are no fireworks on the Cold Food Festival, and even if Zhou Xiuye returns to his hometown, he can only eat cold food.

But this reminded him more of the taste of his childhood.

Zhou Xiuye's father and mother were in tears, watching their only son become a cultivator respected by everyone.

They didn't understand the difference between the Heavenly Wolf Realm and the Holy Realm, but they knew that their son was very talented and competitive.

Zhou Xiuye respectfully bowed to the ground, and knocked his forehead to the ground: "Father and mother are above, and the son Xiuye is not filial to accompany him to serve, I only wish my father and mother to be in good health, and see with my own eyes that the unfilial son will carry forward the lintel of the Zhou family." ”

The cold food festival before the Qingming Festival is destined to be unpeaceful for Zhoujiazhuang.

Not only because of Zhou Xiuye's arrival.

It's even more because of another group of people.

At the entrance of Zhoujia Village, there were suddenly two people wearing brocade robes, who suddenly appeared here, looking at the bustle in the village, but their faces were full of sneers.

"The Yin and Yang Furnace must be on him. ”

"In the Guitian Wu Ruins, didn't Li Changfeng say that he took the Yin Yang Xuan Furnace from the old man of the fireworker, and then gave it to Zhou Xiuye?"

"Hmph, they are all vulgar generations, the old man died in Nanshan Academy, his body was buried by Zhou Xiuye, the Yin and Yang Xuanlu must be in his hands, let's act according to the plan. ”

"Yes!"

Saluted respectfully, and one turned to leave.

The young man in a brocade robe with a sneer on his face looked at Zhoujiazhuang coldly and said, "Qingming Festival is a good day. ”

Qingming, light rain.

This is a good time for spring farming, before and after Qingming, order melons and beans.

Busy with mom and dad

One day, sowing seeds, scattering beans and burning incense to worship ancestors, Zhou Xiuye straightened his waist and stretched his body, feeling the fresh air in the countryside, he thought that he would be free to go to Konoha Town to see where it is good to run a school, and choose a good place to support the school, so that the children in Konoha Town can have books to read and practice.

The village chief said that there was an abandoned ancestral hall in Konoha Town, which could be vacated for him to teach, and Zhou Xiuye couldn't wait to fly over to see it immediately, and he was full of energy when he thought of this.

Suddenly, he jerked his head back, his brow furrowed.

Because he sensed the breath of the second cultivator.

The small Konoha Town, except for him, there is no possibility of a second cultivator.

He pinched the seeds barefoot, but he walked like a fly on the ridge of the field, and shot out like an arrow from a string.

Because that's his home.

But when he got home, the breath was gone.

Obviously, the other party deliberately vented the vent for him to find out.

But why did the other party do it?

When Zhou Xiuye returned home, he found his father and mother in the kitchen, and said with a smile: "Are you tired from the work in the field?" ”

Zhou Xiuye's heart was not here at the moment, so he smiled and walked into the room.

When he approached the curtain, the smell was so strong that it was overwhelming.

However, ordinary people can't perceive the true element.

Zhou Xiuye clenched his fists and slowly lifted the curtain.

There was a man standing in the inner room, a man wearing a black robe and a black veil covering his face.

He confronted Zhou Xiuye coldly, but Zhou Xiuye didn't dare to make a move.

The other party stretched out his hand, gestured between his neck, and then snatched out the window, silently.

That gesture is to kill!

Zhou Xiuye drew his sword and followed.

The two men galloped through the woods.

When Zhou Xiuye followed closely behind and left with the man in black, two figures in brocade robes suddenly appeared on the high slope.

These two people followed Zhou Xiuye closely all the way to the entrance of Zhoujiazhuang Village.

"The spies didn't find the Yin Yang Furnace. ”

The brocade-robed young man frowned: "Have you confirmed that you have searched carefully?"

He carefully rummaged through the inside and out, but he really didn't find it, so he released the gas machine to lure Zhou Xiuye away. ”

The young man in the brocade robe said fiercely: "In this case, then kill them all!"

"Yes. ”

Zhou Xiuye didn't know how long he had been chasing, he could clearly perceive that the other party's cultivation was not strong, but his body was strange and ethereal, and he seemed to be hanging himself intentionally, so his footsteps stopped suddenly, and his mind calmed down.

Suddenly, he yelled, "Oh no!

Zhou Xiuye rushed back like crazy, and his feet had been cut to pieces by thorns.

Blood became his way home.

When he finally arrived at the entrance of Zhoujiazhuang, the place where the mountains and rivers were beautiful a few days ago.

When.

The embroidered sword in his hand fell to the ground.

He fell to his knees in the mud.

Zhoujiazhuang in Konoha Town is no longer the Zhoujiazhuang he has dreamed of at this moment.

Corpses were strewn all over the field, stumps and arms were broken, blood was red everywhere the eye went, and the crops in the fields were soaked in blood.

"Ah!!!!!h

Zhou Xiuye rushed over like crazy, but the scars made his eyes split.

No one could stand up, no one lay down in a pool of blood.

Xiaolinzi, beans, fruits

These children, who were playing around their laps yesterday, now have their eyes closed in blood.

Zhou Xiuye hugged their corpses, trembling all over, and his throat was already hoarse.

He thought suddenly

When I got to something, I rushed home like crazy.

When he staggered to the door of the house, he saw the corpse of his parents holding each other, lying at the door of the house, and his eyes were bleeding.

His throat was already dumb and he couldn't make a sound, and he could only hear heavy gasps.

tremblingly picked up the corpses of his parents, both of them were cut off by a sword because their throats were cut off, the wounds were thin and sharp, Zhou Xiuye's father, only the flesh was cut off at the neck, and he fell to the ground coldly and rolled his head, slanting his eyes and looking at Zhou Xiuye coldly.

One hundred and fifty-three people in Zhoujiazhuang, Konoha Town, all died, and in this village where the souls were weeping, there was a young man who was crying with two corpses and trembling all over.

He was in extreme pain, but he didn't make a sound.

"Young master, these unjust souls in Zhoujiazhuang are still floating without an owner, maybe the Yin and Yang Xuanlu is really not here. ”

On the hillside, two brocade-robed people stood with their hands in their hands, looking coldly at the village below the mountain.

For them, the people who died there were just what they did to test some kind of inference.

The Yin and Yang Xuan Furnace is the spiritual instrument of the old man of the fireworker, and it has hidden millions of souls, if the Yin and Yang Xuan Furnace is on Zhou Xiuye's body, the slaughtered Zhou Jiazhuang will definitely have some kind of abnormality.

This is a corollary, for this inference, they led Zhou Xiuye away and slaughtered 153 people in Zhoujiazhuang.

The current situation is beyond their expectations.

So the noble prince in the brocade robe said calmly: "In this case, then let's go." ”

"Childe, Zhou Xiuye"

The noble prince looked at the bottom of the mountain and said coldly: "Why are the lost dogs afraid. ”

During the Qingming Festival, it rained a lot.

The six hundred and forty years of the Apocalypse Calendar, Qingming.

This year's Qingming Festival is different from the past, with torrential rain for three consecutive days, and at the end there were faint snowflakes falling.

In April, it snowed.

On the hillside north of Zhoujiazhuang in Konoha Town, there is a man with his hair scattered and holding a shovel digging a pit.

The pit he dug was very large, and occasionally coughing and heavy wheezing sounds could be heard coming from between his heart and lungs.

Three days ago, he was a high-spirited academy disciple Zhou Xiuye, but now there was only indifference in his eyes.

He did all this, and used a wooden cart to move the corpses of 153 people in Zhoujiazhuang to the pit, and then threw them into the pit.

He was the only one left in Zhoujiazhuang, so he wanted to collect the corpse.

By the time he had done all this, the sky was already starry and the moon was hanging high.

One hundred and fifty-three corpses, staggered and filled in the pit, it was impossible to distinguish hands and feet, Zhou Xiuye finished all this and pulled out the embroidered sword in his hand.

The gentleman hides his weapons and waits for the time to move.

This is the embroidered sword of the academy, and the proverb is engraved on the body of the clear sword.

Zhou Xiuye's eyes looked at the sword body, then he held the sword body with his hand and pulled out the long sword violently.

Blood flowed from Zhou Xiuye's fingers, but his face was still indifferent and unwavering.

Blood was sprinkled into the pit.

The embroidered sword was pinched by him, and it was suddenly broken, broken in two with a sonorous sound, and was thrown into a huge corpse pit by Zhou Xiuye.

Half of the sword is engraved with a gentleman, and the other half of the sword is engraved with the words: hide the weapon in the body and move when the time comes.

In this life, he is no longer a gentleman.

In the morning, there was an erected tombstone on the hillside north of Zhoujiazhuang, with eight words on it:

"Heaven and earth are unkind, and this life is disrespectful. ”