Because Wutan knew that Han Tian’s inner wish was not just a simple home, there were many more, but he just kept them in his heart and didn’t want to say them out.
For a while, the two drank alone and didn't speak again.
"Brother, what are you talking about? Why do you look so sad?"
After a while, the little girl and the little guy ran over happily, staring at him with their big eyes blinking and their long eyelashes trembling.
Wu Tian shook his head, smiled, and said, "Shi Shi, what is your wish?"
After hearing this, the little girl sat on the ground, looking up at the sky. After thinking for a while, she smiled at him and said, "Brother, my wish is very simple. I want to be with you for a very long time. However, I still want to have a home, a warm home, not these cold palaces."
"warm home…"
Wu Tian murmured, holding the little girl in his arms, then looked at Xiao Tian and said, "What is your wish?"
"Me!" The little fellow tickled his nose and said, "My wish is very ambitious. I want to collect all the rare treasures in the world, including the best magic skills, the best weapons, the best medicines, and the most precious ones. I want to get them all and live a carefree and happy life. Of course, I won't miss your share. Then I will find your parents, and then my parents, and live happily together."
"Happy home..."
Wutan looked at the three people in a daze, his eyes full of confusion and struggle.
The group played until late at night and went back to their room to sleep in the early morning. Only Wu Tian was sitting by the fire drinking.
After coming back, he did not mention a single word about his conversation with the Great Venerable. Firstly, he did not want them to worry and cause any trouble, and secondly, he was afraid that Shishi would be sad after knowing it.
Originally, Wutan was dismissive of the Great Venerable's words and didn't even take it seriously, but when he heard the wishes of the three people, he was confused.
What a simple wish, but if you don’t agree to the request, then everything will come to nothing.
"Rustle..."
Wutan raised his head and saw the trees shaking and dark shadows gathering and surrounding Cuishanju. Although these dark shadows had restrained their breath to the extreme, he still captured it.
"Oh," he sighed, Wutan ignored it and continued to drink. He wanted to get drunk, but no matter what, the wine could not make him fall asleep.
“Very confused!”
The beautiful woman in white came forward, looked around, and said, "They were sent by my third brother, the third venerable one."
"Why do you need to explain?" Wu Tian said calmly.
The beautiful woman said: "I don't know why I need to explain. Maybe it is necessary, maybe not."
"I see confusion in your eyes. Are you wondering if it's worth it to do this for a dead person?" Wu Tian continued, "Senior Divine Beast and Senior Divine Emperor tried their best to protect Yan Zong, but the final result was only hatred. It's the same for you, isn't it? It's really sad and lamentable."
"Everyone has obsessions and responsibilities in their hearts. For these obsessions and responsibilities, no matter how hard it is, how much effort is made, or how many setbacks there are, we must keep going as always. There is no other choice."
"Is there no choice, or do I not want to choose? Haha, who knows!" Wutan sneered, and it was more like self-mockery.
"Yes, right or wrong, who knows!" The beautiful woman in white looked up at the night sky, her eyes revealing unspeakable emotions.
After a while, Wu Tian drank the whole jar of wine, stood up and said, "Take me to a place!"
Dragon Village.
After the tragedy a year ago, that inconspicuous little village no longer exists. In its place is a green meadow, bushes, and tall trees. It is a vibrant scene, but it lacks a bit of sunshine and warmth.
Late at night, the birds and animals have returned to their nests, the insects have fallen asleep, and it seems very quiet.
The original entrance to the village was also overgrown with weeds and covered with dead leaves.
Swish!!
Suddenly, two figures appeared at the entrance of the village, and the sound of footsteps broke the silence here.
Looking at this unfamiliar scene, Wu Tian stopped, his white hair fluttering, somewhat afraid to move forward. It has been almost a year since the last time he left. A year is short, but also long, enough to change a lot of things. Long Village is also changing, and it is no longer the familiar place it once was.
All the old friends are gone, the home is gone, the warmth is gone, and only desolation remains.
The beautiful woman looked around and said, "This is your home."
"Yes, this is my home, but this home is getting farther and farther away from me." Wutan finally took a step, walked to a mound of earth, and stared into a daze.
This is just a mound of earth, but it is Wujitian’s softest spot.
Because here is buried the tragedy that happened a year ago, the corpses of dozens of villagers in Long Village who died unjustly, his beloved grandfather, and his happy and pure heart.
The grave has no tombstone and is covered by weeds, small trees and wild flowers. People who don’t know the situation would never imagine that so many things are buried here.
With sadness in his eyes, Wu Tian walked forward slowly and pulled out every weed and small tree, leaving only the flowers.
I hope they can live happily in another world like these blooming flowers.
"Grandpa, fellow villagers, Tian'er is back to see you!"
Wu Tian piled up in front of the grave, bowed three times and kowtowed nine times, then dug a pit in front of the grave with his own hands, and took out Huo Shi's head, saying: "Tian'er said that he would bring Huo Shi's heads to worship your dead souls, and Tian'er kept his word."
The head was buried in the pit, and as the last handful of earth fell, Huo Shi was buried underground forever, atonement for the sins he had committed.
"Tian'er has been through a lot this year. He has grown up and can take good care of himself..."
Then, Wutan sat in front of the grave, muttering to himself, telling about his experiences of the past year.
The beautiful woman in white did not say anything, but stood aside and listened quietly. However, the more she listened, the more frightened she became. Could a sixteen or seventeen-year-old child face and endure these terrible and difficult experiences
When she heard the spy's report before, she was not shocked. At most, she was just surprised and thought that he was a rare talent. But now she heard it with her own ears, as if she was there in person. She thought to herself that if it were her, she would not be able to do it. Maybe she would have turned into a pile of yellow soil and buried forever in the ground, or her body would have disappeared without a trace.
"How terrible it would be if such a child became an enemy!"
The beautiful woman couldn't help but start to worry whether her brother's actions were right or wrong, and whether they would bring Shura Palace into an irretrievable situation.
"kindness?"
The beautiful woman's brows suddenly frowned, her eyes flashed, she looked around, then looked towards the cemetery, and a terrible and disgusting light suddenly flashed in her eyes.
"What's wrong?" Wu Tian was puzzled.
Without answering, the beautiful woman pointed her hand in the air, and a dim light immediately appeared in that place. Then circles of ripples spread out, spreading in all directions like waves, and did not stop until they were about ten feet long. Then, a scene appeared, a scene that Wutan would never forget for the rest of his life.
In the picture, dozens of wronged souls were screaming and roaring above the grave. It looked so familiar that Wutan could recognize them at a glance. They were the villagers he had lived with for more than ten years. They died with their eyes open, and the wronged souls were unwilling to disperse and leave this home.
On the other side, a middle-aged man in golden armor was floating in the air. He looked at dozens of wronged souls with a grim smile on his face. Then he waved his hand, a light flashed between his eyebrows, and a black light rushed out and stopped in mid-air.
It was a small black flag, only the size of a palm, with many complicated characters engraved on it, like tadpoles wandering around, emitting a huge black light!
The small flag swelled in the wind, and in an instant it became several feet in size. The black light became thicker and thicker, and there seemed to be a powerful cold air, and a layer of white frost instantly covered the area within a hundred feet of Long Village.
"Crack!" Wutan clenched his fists tightly, his nails piercing through his skin and deep into his flesh, but he was completely unaware and stared at the screen intently.
The middle-aged man in golden armor let out a low shout, and the small black flag shot out countless black rays of light, binding dozens of wronged souls in the air.
They were roaring and struggling, full of resentment and unyielding, but the black flag shone brightly and enveloped them, preventing them from escaping. They had no power to resist and were all contained within the small flag.
Although Wu Tian can only see the images but cannot hear the sounds, he can still feel the despair and helplessness, the unyielding and miserable feelings revealed by the wronged souls of the villagers...
Before I knew it, tears started falling again!
Then, the man in golden armor shouted again and pointed his finger into the air. A black mark condensed and merged into the small flag. In the center of the black flag, a dark ghost face emerged, which looked extremely ferocious!
Then, the ghost face opened its mouth and sucked, and dozens of wronged souls were taken into its mouth one after another, disappeared, and became food.
Finally, the small flag quickly shrank and turned into a black light, shooting back to the middle-aged man's eyebrows. Not far from the man in golden armor, there was a flamingo with two figures standing on its back. They were Huo Shi and Liu Yan.
The beautiful woman in white waved her hand, and the scene disappeared. She then said gloomily, "We in Shura Palace have always used any means necessary to do things, but we also know that the dead are gone. However, he did not even let go of the wronged souls. This behavior is truly outrageous."
Wu Tian closed his eyes, his white hair flying. After a while, he opened his eyes and asked, "Who is this person?"
"He is the deputy leader of the Huoyun Sect and the younger brother of Master Huo. His name is Huoxiao." said the beautiful woman, but when she saw Wutan's eyes, she was stunned.
Because she didn't see any anger or sadness in Wutan's eyes, only calmness, as if these wronged souls had nothing to do with him.
However, the beautiful woman had a feeling that he had changed in some way, becoming mysterious and unpredictable, even giving her a sense of fear she had never experienced before.
"Fire saltpeter..." Wu Tian said calmly: "Take me to Huoyun Sect!"
"Well, do you want to..."
Wu Tian sneered, "What do you think I am doing in Huoyun Sect? Seeking revenge on Huo Xiao? I won't do anything beyond my ability. I just want to go and see my two old friends."
Wutan hadn't seen Longhu and Linshan for a year and was a little worried. He had originally planned to wait until he became stronger before going, but now there was a strong man beside him for no reason. If he didn't make use of him, it would be a waste.
Moreover, if nothing unexpected happened, he planned to take the two of them away this time, as it was too dangerous for them to stay in the Huoyun Sect.
The beautiful woman looked at him deeply and nodded in agreement.
"Wait, let's go back to Cuishanju first, and then go to Huoyun Sect."
Wutan suddenly changed his mind, but the sneer on the corner of his mouth never disappeared.
Recommended by my friend Muchen's masterpiece (One Hand Covering the Immortal) highly recommended, Ruge Da Mei Niu (Queen of the Mercenaries from Another World) recommended the painstaking work of Taizi Da Mei Niu (The Magic Hand Covering the Heaven: The Princess of the Medical Saint)
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