As I spoke, I placed my palm on my waist and held the hilt of the Evil Breaker Sword in my palm.

Once Chen Papi is really related to the slaughter of the village, then he is very likely to attack us, and I will not fall into passivity when I have a sword in my hand and Ning Nanxi and the two of them by my side.

Chen Papi's face was gloomy after listening to my question, and said that he was just guessing before, and now that I am not dead, it further confirms his idea.

When he was exploring the ancient tomb in Mantou Mountain, he strayed into the Huang family's lair, and then overheard the conversation between the Huang family's Daxian and another old man.

In the dialogue, he talked about a chosen person, that is, after this person was born, as long as ten people died in Chenjia Village, he would be able to reopen the Coffin Mountain Breaking Yang Bureau.

Later, after he fled back to the village, he kept an eye on the whereabouts of the Chosen One, and although several babies were born in the village in those years, there were no deaths.

It wasn't until the year I was born that a young man in the village fell into a ditch on his way to the field, and the ditch more than one meter deep choked the young man to death, and the first person to die began to appear.

It was also from that time that Chen Papi suspected that I was the chosen one, and several people died one after another for more than 20 years, until the death of the monkey and his mother was just enough for ten people, and the Coffin Mountain Broken Yang Bureau officially turned from a life situation to a dead situation, and Chen Paopi also determined that I was the chosen one, so he concluded that I would not die in this slaughter.

Chen Papi's words made me a little unbelievable, I had suspected that Li Qiuyan's son was the chosen one, but I didn't expect Chen Papi to say that it was me.

I'm just a child of an ordinary family, how can I be the chosen one.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly asked about the whereabouts of Li Qiuyan's son, if Li Qiuyan's son is still alive now, then he should be the chosen one.

But what I didn't expect was that Chen Papi sighed after listening to my question, saying that when he went to Chen's house to check, he found that Li Qiuyan's son had been thrown to death, all his limbs were broken, and his face was also flattened.

Hearing this, I gasped, if Li Qiuyan's son died, then he must not be the chosen one, in this case, could it be that this person is really me?

The sudden news made me a little difficult to accept for a while, I didn't doubt my identity, but doubted whether I had harmed the people of Chenjia Village.

If it was because of my birth that thousands of people in Chenjia Village died, then wouldn't I have become a sinner, how can I repay so many lives, even if I die a hundred times or a thousand times, I am afraid I can't afford to pay it back!

Ning Nanxi saw that my face was solemn and her lips trembled slightly, as if she had guessed what I was thinking, and comforted me in a low voice: "Chen Mo, no matter why the villagers died, don't put the fault on you, even if this matter has something to do with you, it is in a state where you don't know it, and you have no right to control your origin and life experience." ”

"Besides, everyone has their own fate, maybe this is the fate of the villagers of Chenjia Village, we have done our best to destroy the Huang family's nest, but in the end it was defeated by Chen Zhongfa, I think this is not a coincidence but providence."

"Since the destiny of heaven is difficult to disobey, why do you have to persecute yourself, now what we have to do now is to cremate all these corpses first, and then look for the real culprit, you are burdened with a sea of blood and hatred, you must not fall, because your parents are still looking forward to you avenging them under the nine springs!"

Ning Nanxi's words suddenly opened the knot in my heart, she was right, whether I was the chosen one or not, there was no choice, because this was something that had been decided before I was born, so what I have to do now is to accept it calmly.

Whether it's the chosen one or not, I have to follow my heart and continue to walk, and besides, my parents probably don't want to see me so decadent.

Thinking of this, I looked at Ning Nanxi and said, "Thank you, Miss Ning, I have figured it out now, no matter what, I will continue to persevere, and I must avenge my parents!" ”

Ning Nanxi nodded slightly, and then dragged the corpse with us and continued to walk in the direction of the wasteland.

Thanks to Chen's help, we were much faster, but even then, by the time all the bodies were carried to the wasteland, it was already noon the next day.

Under the scorching sun, we burned the last hundred corpses of the villagers, and then dragged our exhausted bodies back home.

At this time, the bodies of my parents were still placed in the main house, and we planned to go to Chen Papi's house in the afternoon to pull two coffins before burying my parents.

During the lunch break, Ning Nanxi came to me and asked me what I planned to do next.

I didn't even want to directly say that I wanted to avenge the villagers of Chenjia Village, Ning Nanxi frowned after hearing this, and said with a white glance: "Just with your current physical condition, let alone looking for revenge for the murderer, even if you find an ordinary person with the same body as you, you can't be defeated, and the person who can kill thousands of lives in a short period of time is not a simple role, even if you have a hundred lives, I am afraid it is not something you can compete with." ”

Although Ning Nanxi's words are not very good, they do make sense.

I'm just an ordinary person, how can I be able to defeat a murderer who has killed thousands of lives.

If I were the only one to face it, it would be tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg, and I would have no chance of winning, and maybe the revenge of my parents and the villagers would be difficult to avenge, and even I would die at the hands of the murderer.

"Then what do you say, the murderer killed so many people in the village, do you say that I won't avenge them? If even hatred can be forgotten, then what's the point of my life, it's better to die headfirst with them! I looked at Ning Nanxi and shouted angrily.

"What are you anxious about me, I haven't finished speaking, the person who has the strength to slaughter the village is by no means an idle person, with your current ability, you can't fight him at all, and you don't know his specific identity, let alone where he is hiding, it is not easy to find him in the world, and if you think about it carefully, you have been in Chenjia Village for a few days, don't forget what your senior brother said about borrowing life, if once the limit is approaching, you don't want to say revenge, even your own life can't be saved!" Ning Nanxi reprimanded loudly.

Ning Nanxi's words made me a little speechless for a while, I only remembered the revenge in my heart, but I forgot about my birthday.

At the beginning, the death of the young man opposite Li Hai's family helped me to extend my life for about six or seven days, and now I have been in Chenjia Village for five or six days, which means that I have to borrow my life again.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have survived, let alone avenged my parents and the villagers.

Ning Nanxi saw that my face was gloomy, and guessed that I already knew the seriousness of the matter, so he said earnestly: "As the saying goes, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, the first thing you have to do now is to save your life, only in this way can you have the opportunity to avenge your parents and fellow villagers, I don't know how to help you borrow life, so the plan for today is to go back to the city to find my senior brother first, and let him tell me the method of borrowing life, so that I can continue to renew your life in the future." ”

"After meeting my senior brother, I will take you back to Xuanqingmen, one is to crack the secret of the shroud, and the other is to teach you Taoist skills, if you want to take revenge, it is not enough to rely on a strong body, you also need superb Taoism and flexible mind, but I don't know if you want to."

I can clearly understand what Ning Nanxi meant, she wants me to worship in the Xuanqing Sect and become a disciple of the sect, and then take revenge after learning Taoism.

Although this method is good, it is by no means easy to cultivate, I have no spiritual roots, and I don't know how many years it will take to cultivate to become a talent, maybe by then the murderer will already be old and dead.

"Miss Ning, how long does it take to cultivate?" I looked at Ning Nanxi and asked.

"In addition to the foundation, cultivation mainly depends on talent, if you are gifted, you can learn it within a year or two, if you belong to the kind of people who are difficult to enlighten, even if you study for a lifetime, you will not be able to grasp the essence of it, so how long it will take depends on your own understanding and ability."

"Of course, you can also choose to refuse, after all, this is your own right, but I want to tell you something, with my relationship with you in the past few days, it is not easy to see your life experience, and you don't forget that there is also the Fulingmen coveting the shroud, if you walk the rivers and lakes by yourself, you may soon be targeted by the Fulingmen again, and at that time, this girl will not be able to save you." Ning Nanxi is a serious way.

Although I haven't thought about my future plans for the time being, the next step must be to go to the city to find Qin Wenhua, because he knows how to borrow life, and only by asking him to help me extend my life can I consider my future plans.

Thinking of this, I looked at Ning Nanxi and said, "In this way, let's bury my parents' bodies in the afternoon, and I will take you to the city to find Uncle Qin early tomorrow morning." ”

Ning Nanxi nodded slightly after hearing this, and immediately returned to his room to rest, while Li Hai also limped towards the bedroom.

After the two left, there was a dead silence in the main room, and only the sound of their own breathing and heartbeat could be heard.

To be honest, I've only cried once since my parents died, not because I was cruel, but because I couldn't cry at all.

Because I didn't believe they were dead, it seemed like a nightmare to me, and when I woke up, they would stand in front of me and shush me.

I once read an article on the Internet about the author's father who died of illness, she didn't seem to realize what it meant to her, her brain was completely blank, and she just mechanically accompanied her family through the funeral.

Later, as I grew older and experienced more, whenever I saw a happy scene of a family of three or someone similar to my father's body on the road, I couldn't help crying, and no one could persuade me.

At the time, I didn't understand this feeling, and I felt that since it was my loved one, it would always be unacceptable to cry, and it was natural to cry.

But when this really happened to me, I deeply realized the author's feelings, not that she didn't want to cry, but that she didn't believe that her relatives had left her.

Because at that moment, the whole person was stunned, as if he had become a walking corpse.

But after a period of time, when you see something that the deceased person has used, or see a certain scene, all the memories of the past will flood into your mind like a tide, constantly hitting your heart, and you will cry silently at this time.

This is known as emotional isolation in psychology, and when a person suffers a major blow that they cannot bear, the brain automatically blocks out the pain and protects our hearts from sudden collapse.

And the death of a loved one is precisely to survive the grief of the bones.

At this time, some people will unconsciously have emotional isolation, become numb and sluggish, as if nothing has happened, and selectively forget the pain.

It was during this period of time that I was trapped in this emotional isolation, because I had been busy carrying the corpse and had no time to think about anything else, but when I was now in a quiet environment, looking at everything familiar in front of me, and my ears seemed to think of my parents' voices again, my tears began to burst, and the heart-rending pain began to spread in my heart.