8. Mental recovery
The fire burned all night, adding a heavy blood red to the black of the night sky, burning away the memory of thousands of years, but the inheritance of 10,000 years, the thick black smoke mixed with too much unwillingness, dispersed with the wind......
In the early morning of the next day, the fire gradually weakened and basically went out, only a few fires were still beating, and the glorious Xingmu Mansion of yesterday was now only full of ruins, and it would eventually turn into a pinch of loess. Life is like a dream and drunk, wealth and glory are all in smoke, and who can resist the changes of the years?
The soft light was warm and warm, covering the earth that had not yet awakened, and through the small holes in the secret room, it hit the slightly pale face of Xingmu Night, awakening some vitality. Xingmu Wanye felt a little warmth on his face, and slowly opened his eyes, and in the blur, he could vaguely see a beam of sunlight, which was a golden light, a kind of preciousness of life. He struggled to open his eyes again, feeling a little uncomfortably blind, but he still had to desperately open his eyes, because he wanted to live. After a while, he finally adjusted to the environment in front of him, and with his weak body moving, he pushed the door of the chamber with great effort, the door was locked, but it was obvious that a little metal could be heard loosening in the process of pushing the door, which indicated that the door was far from being as strong as it had been. Xingmu Night, holding back the soreness, hunger, and fatigue of his body, kicked desperately towards the door, one, two, three...... One hour, two hours, three hours...... Because he has an incomparable thirst for life at the moment, and even more so because his life no longer belongs to him. Finally, with a "pop!", the iron door fell, and in an instant the afterglow of the setting sun flowed in, and the endless hope of a thirsty life.
Hoshiki smiled in the night, this was the first time he had laughed in the true sense of the word since he was stupid, he laughed for the beauty of life, he laughed for being alive, he laughed for all that this dusk had. He struggled to get up, leaned against the wall and walked out of the secret room, quietly watching all this, the pool of blood had long since dried up and turned black, and all the corpses were charred, one by one, adults, children, and old people...... Xingmu Nightshade couldn't make out their identities, was the rickety corpse over there the Great Elder? Was the corpse of his body similar to his cousin a cousin? Was the corpse holding the child a clan sister-in-law? And that, that ...... Yes, he couldn't even make out it, the only thing he knew was: they were all relatives, they were all descendants of the Xingmu family, and they had the same blood flowing in their bodies. The evening breeze blew from time to time, blowing up the black hair in front of Xingmu's forehead, revealing a pair of resolute eyes, sad but not weak, heartache but lost, one night, let him recover his mind from stupidity, one night, let him turn from naivety to maturity, and let him take on heavy responsibilities, and he was resolute.
Hoshiki Nightshade felt hungry and seemed to fall at every step, but he couldn't. He endured his sleepiness, walked to the charred corpse, dragged them away one by one, and then picked up a dagger on the ground, digging it up and down, he wanted to bury every loved one, he knew the glory of their death, and he wanted them to die decently. After burying each body, he had to bow deeply three times, and the sun set early. And the time stood still in this afternoon, witnessing a responsibility. Finally, hundreds of corpses have been buried safely, hundreds of graves, Xingmu Nightfall still used that dagger to make an epitaph, bit his finger, and slowly wrote: Eternal Xingmu - loyalty and righteousness last, and then respectfully inserted the tombstone in front of hundreds of graves, knelt down with a "plop", lowered his noble head, and bowed three times. He raised his right hand, pointed to the seven bright stars in the north, and said in a loud voice: "The Xingmu clan is on top! I, the grandson of the current head of the family, Xingmu Long, will take over the position of the head of the Xingmu family today, and I will make a heavy oath today that I will go all out to avenge this annihilation of the clan until I die." If you break this oath, you will not die well!", and suddenly there seemed to be a strong wind all around, as if witnessing this oath.
When all this was done, Xingmu Wanye was almost in shock, he raised the last of his strength, walked out of the Xingmu Mansion with only the ruins left, and slowly moved towards the lights on the street, he held on to the wall, and insisted on walking towards the light, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, everything around him became more and more blurred, and the light slowly faded until it all turned into darkness......
The seven stars in the sky are getting more and more intense.
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