Now that the cooperative relationship has been negotiated, the next step is to rebuild the city and resettle the displaced people.
After Wutan and the other two discussed it, they unanimously decided that the people from Fengyang City could stay there, but they had to help rebuild the city.
Upon hearing the news, most people expressed disdain, and would rather go far away than be suppressed by the Shura Palace. These people are basically repairers who are capable of taking care of themselves.
The remaining few were basically ordinary people with no strength. They didn't want to stay, but they had no skills, so they had to compromise.
After all, Shura Palace is an external force, and everyone cannot accept it for a while. Wutan did not try to stop it, nor did he say much, leaving it to Dongfang Xiao to handle.
The destructive aura of the imperial soldiers' self-detonation has basically dissipated into nothingness with the passage of time, so there is no need to worry about any danger to life.
Under Dongfang Xiao's preparation, the construction of the city was quickly started. He himself acted as a strongman, moving huge peaks from places countless miles away for everyone to use for mining.
As for the treasure house of the Great Confucian Dynasty, Han Tian and others almost turned the earth upside down but found nothing. There is no doubt that it must have been destroyed along with Fengyang City.
"I heard Wutan mention you often. It seems that you mean a lot to him. If you have nowhere to go in the future, if you don't mind, come and settle down in my Long Village," Long Hu looked at Ye Tian and said with a naive smile.
After all the matters were settled, that night, Wutan and the others sat on the top of a mountain, drinking monkey wine, eating barbecue, and talking about their experiences over the years.
Ye Tian was about to drink, but when he heard Long Hu's words, he was stunned. He looked at Han Tian and asked puzzledly: "Who is this?"
Longhu smiled innocently and introduced himself: "My name is Longhu, Wutan’s childhood playmate."
Han Tian on the side took a gulp of monkey wine and said with a pout: "Don't be fooled by his appearance. He is actually a more cruel and brutal person than you."
"What do you mean?" Ye Tian was surprised.
"We talked about the incident of Hell City before. He was the instigator, and he did it with just a pair of eyes. You can't judge a person by his appearance. If anyone underestimates him, he will die unjustly," Tiangang interrupted.
"So powerful? Tsk tsk tsk, I really couldn't tell," Ye Tian was surprised and looked him up and down.
Long Hu blushed, hesitated for a while, and said naively: "Actually, I'm a very kind person."
faint!
Upon hearing this, a large number of people fainted. You killed more than 100,000 people and still call yourself kind. How can you say that? Why don’t you go and find out what people in the world call you now? They call you a devil. If this is still called kindness, then aren’t we like little white rabbits, harmless to humans and animals
"If you ask me, you are all demons. Only I, Dongfang Xiao, am the kindest." Dongfang Xiao was drunk and howling like a wild wolf. As a result, he was directly besieged by a group of people.
"Brother, don't ever think of leaving Shishi behind again. No matter where you go, I will follow you."
"Brother Tian, you scared us to death this time. We all thought you were dead. In the end, we were sad for nothing."
On the edge of the cliff, three figures sat side by side, Wutan in the middle, Shishi on the left, and Zhang Ting on the right. The two women naturally held Wutan’s arms and leaned on his shoulders, making the men next to them glow green.
“Damn, this jerk Wutan is not as handsome as me, and not as charming as me. How come he is so likable? This handsome guy really can’t understand it!” Han Tian looked up at the bright moon, drank his wine with his head down, and felt sad for himself.
"That's right, Wu Tian has an ordinary face, why are there so many women desperately trying to get close to him? To be honest, Fatty is not bad, suave, handsome, and although a little fat, he is very voluptuous. Why is there no one who loves him? It's strange, really strange!"
"Fatty, please stop disgusting us. With your cowardly look, if you don't lose weight, you'll be single for the rest of your life!" Tang Yun said with disdain.
"Brother Tang, you are wrong. Even if you lose weight successfully, I guess no one will love a fat person, because we men feel disgusted when we see him, let alone women, don't you think so?" Xu Yan also followed suit.
Shan Youde was angry. In order to prove that the others were wrong, he showed a pig-like expression and approached Lan Miaomiao: "Miao sister, how about we go on a date?"
"Get out!" Lan Miaomiao shouted without even raising her head.
“Don’t be like that!” Shan Youde moved closer and closer, whispering, “We’ve known each other for so many years, and our friendship is as deep as the sea, so just help me save face! Okay—Ouch!”
Before he could finish his words, Lan Miaomiao slapped Shan Youde in the face, causing him to fly from one hilltop to the other. His pig-killing-like howling lingered in the night sky for a long time, scaring away all the monsters around him.
"Brother, it seems that Sister Yi Yan's Luoshen Harp has always been with you. Why don't you take it out and play a song for her?" Shishi suggested. But as soon as she said it, she regretted it and scolded herself in her heart, wondering why she was bringing up something irrelevant.
"fine."
Wutan smiled slightly, flipped his hand, and the Luoshenqin appeared. Looking at the dull and lifeless guqin, deep memories and longing emerged in his eyes.
The familiar guqin is still there, the person is still there, but the soul has disappeared. Wutan's face is calm, but his heart begins to stir. His eyes are misty. The bright moon shines, but there is no warmth of the morning sun. There is only a sad cold wind, which takes away the tears and pain in his heart.
The moon is still bright, for whom am I missing you
“Ding Dong…”
With a deep sigh and looking up at the starry sky, Wutan's heart gradually calmed down and he also sank into deep memories. His fingers moved involuntarily. Although he had never learned to play the piano, the first melody he played was delicate and soft, with lingering aftertaste.
In his mind, pieces of memories slowly emerged, with joy and sorrow, pain and laughter, but Wu Tian was in a state of neither sadness nor joy, immersed in his own silence, because his heart had long been unable to laugh, and the sadness had already scabbed over.
"Ding Dong..."
The sound of the piano spreads out melodiously, elegantly and ethereally. There is no sorrow that makes people cry, nor any joy that makes people smile, but only a kind of light and ethereal meaning that makes people calm.
"I am right beside you, but I cannot touch the true warmth in your heart. Years slowly freeze it, then gradually melt it, leaving deep marks that will never go away." Looking up at the stars, Zhang Ting's heart could not calm down, and was filled with melancholy and sadness.
"You miss her deeply, and so do I. I thought time would take away the memories of the past, but I didn't expect the memories to become clearer and clearer. You have been searching for the ending you want, but what about me? What else can I wait for, and what will be my ending?"
Zhang Ting felt bitter. She glanced sideways at the man who was so close to her, but she felt that the distance between them was so far. This was a separation of hearts, and they would never be together.
Shishi leaned on Wutan's shoulder, listening to the rhythmic heartbeat, and said silently in her heart: "Brother, you won't be lonely. Shishi will always be with you and help you find the belonging in your heart. Then I will leave silently and bless you from the distant horizon."
"Zhang Ting has her ties, Shishi has her attachments, Wu Tian also has his pursuits. Everyone here should have something to protect, but what do I have?"
Lan Miaomiao sighed, her mind was in a mess and complexity. She was really tired of walking in the disputes of the world. She hoped to find a shoulder to lean on so that her heart could have a home. But with countless faces in the crowd, who could make her stop and stay
The three women were overwhelmed with emotions, but the group of men were heartless and only cared about drinking and eating meat, and glared at Wutan fiercely from time to time.
"Honestly speaking, the melody played by Wutan is really bad. If I didn't have a good relationship with him, I would have kicked him a long time ago. He is just making noise and ruining the atmosphere here!" Han Tian said disdainfully.
"That's right, he's just playing a crappy piece of music, and he's showing off all the time. Especially the three crazy fans, they're so obsessed with it, thinking it's so beautiful. My goodness, it makes me want to vomit after listening to it."
"Fatty, you are obviously jealous and envious. If you have the guts, go play a song yourself." Xu Yan rolled his eyes and then added, "It's really ugly. Who's going to interrupt him?"
Hearing this, Han Tian and others all looked at Shan Youde.
"why me?!"
The fat man almost howled in pain. Even an idiot knew that this was not an easy task. Wu Tian didn't care, as he was a magnanimous person and would not take it to heart. But the three tigresses all had fangs. If he woke them up, they would eat him alive.
"If you don't go, we will skin your fat alive," several people threatened with unfriendly eyes.
The poor and miserable fat man was forced to stand up and shouted loudly: "The geese are plucked when they pass by, and the dogs are cooked when the rabbits die. I am so miserable. Is it my fault that I am so fat? Heaven, earth, parents, you have made me suffer!"
Of the thirty-six strategies, running away is the best one. With a cry of grief to the sky, the fat man disappeared with a whoosh.
"Fatty, where are you running to!"
"Come back here, or I'll skin you alive today!"
"It's been a while since I beat you up like a pig. You're itching for it, right? I'm going to give you my blessing today. Stop right there!"
Wutan was awakened, the music of the piano was interrupted, and the three women flew into a rage on the spot. With frosty faces, they rolled up their sleeves and chased after the fat man with gritted teeth. As the fat man expected, the tigress showed her power and the ending was tragic.
Wutan sat motionless on the edge of the cliff, his hands resting on the strings of the zither. His calm heart suddenly began to churn. Gradually, a tear slid down and rolled onto the strings, producing a sad and desolate melody.
When people are most sad and helpless, only their hearts are bleeding, but no tears are flowing. As the tears fall, it means that the story has come to an end!
As the sound of the piano faded away, the memories in Wutan's mind gradually faded away, and the thoughts in his heart also quietly disappeared at this moment.
Wine is the best thing that can make people forget everything easily. This time Wutan is no exception. He took out the monkey wine and drank it silently while looking at the night sky. He did not use the power of elements to refine it because he wanted to get drunk, not physically drunk but mentally drunk, because after tonight, he would no longer be qualified to get drunk. He would continue to work hard and strive for his goals and hopes!
In the end, Wutan was really drunk. Not only Wutan was drunk, but everyone was drunk too. They lay on the top of the mountain, looking at the night sky, counting the stars, crying, laughing, and howling like ghosts and wolves. It was not until the sun rose the next day that the madness of this night finally came to an end.
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