Chapter 799: Homecoming in the Morning Mist (Part II)
Daji looked reluctant, she rarely saw Eungong Yeyu, she wanted to stay by his side to help, instead of fighting with the people sent by Xuanshan.
"Night Lord, just let her follow you, following us will only double our pressure, besides, our group of people will not be able to kill us except for the three of them in the late stage of the Great Perfection of the Broken Dan.
If Miss Daji were to act with us, she would only attract unnecessary attention. ”
Xie Jinping understood Daji's thoughts about Ye Yu, and what he said was also the truth, so he simply pushed the boat with the water.
"Okay, I'm going home, Daji will come with me, you must also be careful, this human catastrophe is caused by me, so you can't say that it has anything to do with me, otherwise you ......"
Night Feather took Daji, who was dressed in white, on his way home, he had already done everything he had to do, and then it was up to him to see if the Xuanshan Sect could break through the shackles in this catastrophe and whether it could be used by him in the future.
The snowflakes in the sky are getting bigger and bigger, and the sky and the earth are all white, and even the footprints on the snow are quickly buried by the snow.
The wind is cold, and the snow covers the mountains.
This is the law of nature, and it is also an eternal law.
Spring, summer, autumn and winter, birth, old age, sickness and death.
People live for a lifetime, and plants and trees for an autumn.
Cultivators seem to be high above and carefree, but who understands the suffering of cultivators?
Even cultivators themselves cannot understand what cultivation is.
Originally, a cultivator should have no desire and no desire, and he was dedicated to seeking the Tao, but in the vicissitudes of life, the world of the cultivator gradually became the law of the jungle, and he cheated on me.
What is the final cultivation of Xiuzhen?
No one has solved this problem so far, and even the legendary emperor may not be able to say why.
"Childe, is your hometown in this mountain?"
Daji, who is dressed in a white dress, is like a fairy in the snow on the snow, and a glance and smile is enough to make a hundred flowers lose their color, which is related to her physique and the Dharma she has cultivated.
Daji's face was full of curiosity, she danced happily in the mountain paths, her dancing was only willing to be appreciated by one person, and she would only dance for this person.
Night Feather walked slowly in this strange mountain road, but his mind returned to the memory of when he was first reborn, he heard Daji's words, he nodded, and did not speak.
Gradually, a familiar old crooked neck tree of Night Feather appeared in front of his sight, that was the place he used to like to lean on when he was young, at that time, Yejia Village was still there, and his relatives were still living here carefree.
But now......
Life and death are mysterious.
Ye Yu was already sure that the corpse he buried in the loess was not from Yejia Village, perhaps the high priest used the graft to avoid the pursuit of the enemy.
"I'm back. ”
Night Feather gently stroked the bare crooked-necked tree, tears flashing in his eyes, but instead of crying, he sighed slightly.
"Let's go, there's nothing to be nostalgic about here, the truth will always come out. ”
Night Feather didn't step into the ruins of Yejia Village, which is now overgrown with weeds, and it is no longer a ruin, it can be regarded as a wild land.
Night Feather left the back mountain of Yejia Village with a dazed Daji, he was going to a more important place.
Although Daji didn't understand Ye Yu's purpose, she could feel the sorrow and bitterness in his heart, and she even wanted to share her worries with him, but she understood that there was already a beautiful woman in his heart who made all the women in the world embarrassed.
"As long as I can stay by my son's side and serve him, even if it's just a maid, it's enough. ”
Daji had already made up her mind in her heart, as long as she could see him often and talk to him occasionally, she would be satisfied, and she wanted to meet the woman named Xiao Yuxian one day.
Ye Yu didn't know what Daji thought in her heart, and she didn't have any interest in knowing, and after leaving Yejia Village, it was already dark.
The night sky is pitch black, the tentacles are dark, and in this night without night light and starlight, Night Feather feels something called "loneliness".
"Let's go, we should be able to arrive before dawn, there is no need to rush through the stars and the moon, just walk slowly. ”
Daji didn't ask why, and she wouldn't ask why, she knew his temper, as long as she was obedient, otherwise she would be put into that little world.
The two didn't have any words along the way, and Night Feather didn't have the heart to speak, as the Little Sumeru Mountain in his memory gradually approached, Night Feather once again showed his thoughts of reminiscence.
"Yefan, are you in Xuanyin Temple? After I finish dealing with the matter at hand, I will go to Xuanyin Temple to look for you. ”
The sky is gradually brightening, but the mountains are full of fog, especially around Mt. Komeru, and it is difficult to discern the direction.
Fortunately, today's night feather is no longer what it used to be, and you can get out of the fog of Little Sumeru Mountain without relying on your pupil power.
In the morning mist, Night Feather finally came to the old site of Mo Yehan, and he looked at everything here, gradually overlapping with the memories in his mind.
"Master, Qing'er, Yan'er, I'm Itachi, I'm back. ”
"Bang!"
Ye Yu had already changed into a filial piety dress, he knelt directly in front of those tombstones, the tears in his eyes finally couldn't be suppressed, and he slowly wept.
When he returned from the morning mist, he not only brought Xiahou Feixue's soul and head to pay tribute, but more importantly, he wanted to keep a good vigil for the people here for three days.
Daji also fell to her knees and kowtowed, this was the first time she saw Ye Yu crying, she wanted to ask something, but found that she was not qualified to ask any questions.
"Xiahou Feixue, do you remember this place?"
Night Feather revoked the ban on Xiahou Feixue's primordial god and placed his head in front of the tombstone to worship.
Ever since he had recovered the memory of his amnesia for three years, he had always wanted to return to the human realm to kill Xiahou Feixue and sacrifice the spirits of all the villagers in Yehan.
"Here it is?...... You're the little ghost back then? How could you not be dead?"
Xiahou Feixue's Yuan Shen showed an expression that he had never seen before in his life, and he finally remembered that the person in front of him was actually the villager here that he had obviously killed back then.
"It seems that you have remembered, so you should know your fate, don't you? Don't worry, I won't let you die peacefully, the villagers here died in your cruel abuse, and I want you to suffer a hundred times more pain. ”
Ye Yu directly stretched out his finger to beat Xiahou Feixue's primordial spirit to the point that he was unable to explode himself, and then, he cast an ordinary illusion and an ordinary Amaterasu on it.
"It hurts. The scum I released here with my own hands back then, I will send you down to Huangquan one by one!"
Ye Yu didn't even look at the heart-rending Xiahou Feixue who was screaming there, but leaned in front of Liu Hongyan's tombstone.
While touching the tombstone, he told her the bits and pieces that had happened since he left here.