That night, the father and daughter chatted for a long time, and when Qing'er couldn't help but be sleepy and went to sleep, the remnants of the day prepared to take the prey they caught today into various flavors of meat to eat on the road, and they were busy until the sky was dark, and then they took a nap on the chaise longue in the courtyard for a while.

When the sun slowly rose, the father and daughter, who were carrying large bags and small bags, slowly walked out of the mountains.

The mountain road was difficult, and the father and daughter walked for a long time, until the sun was about to set, and finally walked out of the mountain.

"Dad, is this the mountain village you said you used to live in with me here?" On the mountain road, looking at the small mountain villages with simple houses scattered in the mountains and forests in front of her, Qing'er couldn't help but ask with a curious smile with shining eyes.

But when she turned her head to look at the Heavenly Remnant, she found that the Heavenly Remnant's expression was not very good, and she couldn't help but subconsciously say, "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

"Dad!" Seeing that the remnants of the sky did not respond, they just quickened their pace and walked towards the mountain village, and Qing'er, who shouted, couldn't help but hurriedly follow.

At the entrance of the mountain village, the Heavenly Remnant stopped and stood there silently. Qing'er, who then caught up, was about to say something, but when he looked into the mountain village, he couldn't help but stare at his face and slowly became a little pale: "This..."

In the mountain village, there was a blood-colored picture, and there were corpses lying on the ground, blood stains spilled on the ground, splashed on the walls, and had been dried up for a long time.

After standing at the entrance of the village and being silent for a moment, the Heavenly Remnant continued to walk towards the mountain village, but he bypassed the corpses along the way.

Qing'er, who followed the remnants of the sky, followed the remnants of the heavens and went straight to the ancestral hall of this mountain village that had been baptized by years of wind and rain. There were so many bloody pictures and corpses along the way, which had already made Qing'er's face pale without a trace of blood.

"Dad, who did it, why did they kill so many people?" Seeing the Heavenly Remnant Son stop outside the ancestral hall, Qing'er couldn't help but say.

"Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs. This world is incomparably cruel. Demons, ghosts, and cult monks all have the potential to harm ordinary people. And looking at the appearance of the people in the mountain village dying, they should all be killed by sharp weapons, and the wound still has residual mana fluctuations, with a sense of anger, which should be done by people from the evil sect. Killing people is nothing more than for cultivation, or refining the magic weapon of the evil sect," the Heavenly Remnant Son slowly explained, but his tone was cold and calm.

After speaking, the Heavenly Remnant walked straight towards the door of the ancestral hall, and then stepped into the ancestral hall with the door open and faintly exuding an eerie atmosphere.

In some dark ancestral halls, there are also some corpses, and they are basically old and weak, women and children, and the blood stains the ground dark red.

Vomit.. Qing'er, who had just come to the door of the ancestral hall, looked into the ancestral hall, and immediately couldn't help but turn around and vomit violently.

The Heavenly Remnant, whose brows were slightly condensed, was still cold and calm, slowly bypassed the corpses, came to the offering table in the ancestral hall, glanced at the token that had obviously been damaged a lot by his sword qi and other attacks, and then his eyes fell on the corpse of a woman lying on the offering table, clutching the offering table with both hands, and a long hideous wound behind her back.

To be precise, the Heavenly Remnant was looking at the offering table, because he keenly felt that there was a faint breath left under the offering table, not the breath of life, but the breath of the soul.

The remnant of the heavens, who groaned slightly, stepped forward and carefully and gently broke open the woman's body, grasping the hand of the offering table, and then slowly placed the body on the ground.

Then he lifted the black cloth covering the offering table, and suddenly saw a little boy about seven or eight years old who was lying under the offering table with a very pale face. To be precise, it should be a corpse, a corpse that has lost its breath of life.

"It seems that he has just died, no wonder there is a remnant of soul breath," he reached out and touched the remnants of the little boy's body, and then suddenly felt something, frowned and leaned down, looked towards the bottom of the offering table, and saw a palm-sized black jade inlaid in the center of the bottom of the offering table.

Stretched out his hand to take it down, he looked at it carefully, looking at the black jade that was pitch black without a trace of transparency and looked ordinary, but he couldn't help but be slightly surprised: "It's such a special black jade, it actually has the effect of absorbing and protecting the soul." Could it be that the ancestors of the mountain village found it special, so they left it under the ancestral table? But this black jade did not have any traces of sacrifice, and it was obvious that the people who left the black jade only knew one thing about it. ”

"Dad, what are you taking? I don't know when Qing'er, who came behind the Heavenly Remnant, was looking at the black jade curiously, and then suddenly frowned and almost fell to the ground.

Hurriedly stretched out his hand to support her Heavenly Remnant, looking at her slightly better appearance, he couldn't help but turn to look at the black jade with a moving expression, the power of the Yuan Shen wrapped the black jade, and he sensed it slightly, and then his eyes lit up: "What a strange piece of black jade, it has such a special effect on the soul of the Yuan Shen." ”

"Qing'er, don't look at this black jade again, you get out of the way first," The remnant of the sky who waved his hand lightly to Qing'er, looked at the black jade in his hand, and then looked at the body of the pale little boy under the offering table, groaned slightly, and sat down cross-legged, and let the black jade levitate in front of him with a move of his mind, and then closed his eyes and hands to seal, and at the same time, the body of the Yuan Shen in the sea also formed the same seal, with the overlapping of his hands, his two fingers were a little above the black jade, and in the black jade that trembled slightly, suddenly a ghostly light flew out and disappeared into the center of the little boy's eyebrows.

Immediately afterwards, the remnant of the sky who bit his finger wiped his finger towards the human acupoint under the nostrils of the little boy, and saw a flash of blood-colored red light, and the blood stains suddenly turned into two red gases and drilled into the little boy's body. Immediately afterwards, the little boy who was covered in a blood-colored red light soon had a breath of vitality in his body, and there was breath in his nostrils that were slightly undulating on his chest.

"Whew.." After the Heavenly Remnant breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to grab the black jade, and then stuffed it into his arms, Qing'er couldn't help but lean over and look at the little boy in surprise: "Dad, isn't he dead?

"Life is alive, but he is a person who has died once after all. Even if he is alive, he will be a little different from a normal living person," Tian Remnant looked at the little boy who was still unconscious, and couldn't help but sigh softly: "I don't know if I saved him with kindness at this time, whether it was right or wrong." ”

Qing'er couldn't help but say, "Of course it's right to save people! Dad, didn't you say that saving people's lives is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter?"

"Qing'er, wait here for Dad, Dad will collect the corpses of the villagers first," Tianzhuzi shook his head and hurriedly got up and walked out.

"Dad, I'll help you!" Qing'er said and followed suit.

Tian Remnant knew that she was afraid to stay in the ancestral hall alone, so she didn't say anything. But Qing'er, who felt scared when she looked at it, naturally didn't dare to touch those corpses. Therefore, the corpses of the villagers in the entire mountain village were moved to the ancestral hall by the remnants of the heavens alone.

Outside the ancestral hall, Qing'er hugged the little boy who was still in a coma with a pale face, and watched the remnants of the sky light the dry firewood piled up at the entrance of the ancestral hall, and soon the raging fire rose up, enveloping and swallowing the entire ancestral hall.

"Let's go, let's stay in the village for the night, and then we'll leave tomorrow morning!" said the Celestial Remnant, turning to leave.

Qing'er, who was holding the unconscious little boy, was also busy and followed.

"I can't imagine that after so many years, the place where I lived back then is still there," in front of a dilapidated house in the mountain village, the remnant of the sky sighed lightly, and went straight forward to open the door and walked in. The inside is quite clean, and it is obvious that after the remnants left that year, this house is still occupied.

Simply cleaned up the remnants of the sky, casually got to eat, but unfortunately today I saw the tragedy in the mountain village, Qing'er really can't eat, and the remnants of the sky have no appetite, and when the night is getting darker Qing'er sleeps, he came to the house alone, frowned and looked at the night sky in the distance and whispered: "Heaven and earth are not kind, do you take all things as dogs? Since I came to this world, maybe I should do something."