The Ten Directions of Heaven and Earth

There was a cool breeze at night. When he went to the courtyard pavilion arranged by the Rakshasa heroine, Xiao Chen saw that Hua Weiyang was worried. He had been away from the Five Realms of Immortal Yuan for more than a year and didn't know what happened. He asked, "Weiyang, what happened?" ?”

"It's nothing, it's just a small matter, the people in the palace will handle it.

Hua Weiyang smiled softly. In order to change the topic, she looked at him and chuckled, "This Rakshasa heroine is indeed very beautiful. No wonder some people just stared at them without blinking after entering." ”

Xiao Chen shook his head. He had no intention of joking with her at the moment. He didn't know what kind of trouble he would encounter when he returned to the Five Immortal Realms this time. He had been having a bad feeling in his heart these days.

Hua Weiyang saw that he was lost in thought again and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I just don't know how A Niang and Sister Shen Jing are doing recently. I want to go back to Ningcun and Butterfly Valley to see them."

As Xiao Chen spoke, he walked to the window sill and looked at the bright moon outside the window. He still remembered that when he left, he quietly returned home at night. However, he and his mother could only look at each other through the window, and he did not even dare to show her face. I am afraid that it will bring the same disaster to Ningcun like the ancient village.

"Okay, I'll go back with you."

Hua Weiyang slowly walked to his side. Now she didn't know what the situation was in Lianhua Palace, but she didn't want Xiao Chen to go back to Ningcun alone. After all, Ningcun was at the foot of Xuanqing Mountain, too close to each other, and she was afraid that something would change. .

Early the next morning, the two of them said goodbye to the Rakshasa heroine and headed to the Central Land of Immortal Origin. It took them half a month to reach the boundary of Xuanqing Mountain.

Both of them walked very carefully along the way, trying to hide their auras. The Five Realms of Immortal Yuan were not like the Ancient Realm of Xianbei, so everything had to be done carefully.

"Xuan Qingshan is ahead, idiot...be careful."

By noon, the two of them had arrived near Xuanqing Mountain, and could vaguely see the towering mountain peak reaching into the clouds. It was just on the mountainside of the entire Xuanqing Mountain. The real seven peaks of Xuanqing Mountain were covered with clouds. It's foggy, so you can't see it from below.

"I suddenly have a bad feeling, hurry up."

The closer he got to the small village where he grew up, the more Xiao Chen felt a little uneasy. Unknowingly, the pace under his feet had become much faster.

When the two came to the small river outside the village, they could not see the old scene. The river was still flowing, but the whole village became surprisingly quiet, but in this tranquility, there was a sense of lifelessness. , not even a sound can be heard from the crowing of cocks and the barking of dogs.

"It's not past noon, how can it be so quiet... No, something happened, Weiyang, let's go in quickly!"

At this moment, Xiao Chen's heartbeat became much faster, almost jumping out of his chest. He moved his feet and entered the village in an instant. However, what he saw before him was a desolate and desolate scene.

The bustle of the past can no longer be seen, only collapsed houses, broken stone roads, and dilapidated courtyards overgrown with weeds.

"How could this happen..."

Hua Weiyang also chased in instantly, and when she saw the scene in front of her, she froze in place.

"Aniang!"

Xiao Chen's expression suddenly changed, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing at this moment. When he rushed into the small courtyard where he and Wuniang lived in the past, all his hopes were shattered in an instant and turned into ashes. The cold wind dissipates little by little.

Behind the courtyard, there was a tomb built with a small earthen bag. There were not many weeds around the tomb. It seemed that it was a new tomb. On the stele in front of the tomb, there were four words "The Tomb of Wuniang" written on it.

"Aunt..."

At this moment, Xiao Chen seemed to have lost his soul and staggered towards the tomb. Before that, he still had a glimmer of hope. Maybe it was just that the entire village had moved away, but now it seems... the entire village has moved away. No one in the village survived.

"fool……"

Hua Weiyang also walked in and wanted to pass, but finally stopped. She didn't know how to comfort him at the moment, but she was worried that he would do something unexpected when he was sad, so she had to stand He stayed where he was and remained silent.

"I want to be alone, Weiyang, please go out first."

The voice was a little low, and no emotion or sorrow could be heard. Hua Weiyang looked at him and nodded, "Okay..."

The wind blew coldly and knocked on the broken earth walls, still carrying a sobbing sound, as if hundreds of innocent souls were silent here, whispering about the miserable scene that day.

"Auntie, I'm sorry... I came back late."

Xiao Chen knelt in front of the tomb, his hands and fingers slowly digging into the soil. His eyes were gradually filled with bloodshot eyes, and what came to mind over and over again were the laughter and laughter of the past here.

Who is he who refuses to let go of hundreds of innocent villagers?

I don't know how long it took, Xiao Chen slowly walked back into the room. A light layer of dust had fallen on the machine, and there was still a piece of unfinished cloth on it.

"Aunt..."

Looking at the familiar room in the past, Xiao Chen felt as if there were holes in his heart that could not be filled. It had only been more than a year, but there was nothing he could go back to.

Outside at this moment, Hua Weiyang frowned and carefully explored the entire dilapidated village, seemingly trying to find some clue as to who killed hundreds of people in Ningcun? However, the truth seems to be hidden tightly.

When passing a collapsed house, Hua Weiyang walked in cautiously, but found something in a corner, which made her face slightly suspicious, but she recovered immediately and squatted down to collect the thing. In the sleeves.

After about half a stick of incense, she went outside, and Xiao Chen stood at the entrance of the village, the corners of his clothes fluttering in the wind, quietly looking at the dilapidated village.

He still remembers that after he entered Xuanqing, the name of the village was also changed. The word "Yong" was added in front of the word "Ning". Yongning Village means eternal peace and well-being. However, at this moment, reality is like a sharp knife, ruthlessly cutting through hope.

"fool……"

Hua Weiyang slowly walked to his side and followed his gaze to look at the dilapidated village. Xiao Chen took a deep breath and asked, "Did you just...find any clues?"

"No……"

Hua Weiyang shook her head and said, "But it looks like it was destroyed a month or two ago."

"A month or two ago..."

Xiao Chen closed his eyes, and the cold wind blew past his ears, making a whining sound, like the innocent souls of hundreds of people, wailing in his ears, making him feel confused.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound coming from the mountain, and then several sword lights fell on the village. Footsteps gradually approached. From the sound, there were several people coming this way.

"Idiot, someone is coming, hurry up!"

Hua Weiyang pulled his sleeves hard, and when Xiao Chen opened his eyes, those people were already nearby, looking at him and Hua Weiyang.