As soon as Shen Xun and Shen Wenze escaped back to the Shen family, they were tried by Shen Zhengye according to family law and sentenced to the Cliff of Repentance to repent.
The time for repentance is—lifetime.
It also means life imprisonment, but it is relatively more comfortable than life imprisonment, because you will not be locked in an iron cage, imprisoned in the underground dungeon of the Shen family, and surrounded by snakes, mosquitoes, and ants.
On the Ruigui Cliff, at least your hands and feet are free. You can enjoy the white clouds and blue sky, watch the sunrise and sunset, and enjoy the feeling of wind and rain.
This was a preferential treatment given to Shen Wenze, father and son, because he was once the head of the Shen family.
"Eat if you're hungry." Shen Xun said in a hoarse voice.
"You... you haven't eaten yet." Shen Wenze stared at the white porridge in front of Shen Xun, swallowing his saliva with greed. He wanted to eat it but didn't dare because it was Shen Xun's food.
A bowl of white porridge every three days was a rule that had never changed on Ruigui Cliff, and no exception was ever made for him and his son.
The two of them had been starving on the Cliff of Repentance for nearly two months, and they were already thin and disfigured.
"I'm not hungry." Shen Xun shook his head and turned his cloudy eyes to look at Shen Wenze, "Eat quickly. I have something to ask you after you finish."
"Then...then let's eat it." Shen Wenze immediately grabbed the bowl in front of Shen Xun, picked up the chopsticks and put it into his mouth.
Fortunately, he had a filial piety, so he finally suppressed his desire and left a few mouthfuls for Shen Xun.
"Father, please eat some too." Shen Wenze said with a blushing face.
"Okay." Shen Xun took the bowl and chopsticks from Shen Wenze's hand and finished the remaining few mouthfuls of porridge slowly.
He ate everything without leaving a grain of rice. He didn't put down his bowl and chopsticks until the last drop of rice soup in the bowl fell into his mouth.
"It's very fragrant." Shen Xun narrowed his eyes and said after savoring the taste of white porridge.
Shen Wenze's eyes turned red, and he leaned in front of Shen Xun, feeling guilty and blaming himself: "My child deserves to die, I have troubled you."
"Wenjun stayed on the Cliff of Repentance for sixteen years. Do you know how she survived?" Shen Xun asked.
Before Shen Wenze could answer, he shook his head and said to himself: "I don't know, because I have never come to regret her cliff to see her, not even once."
"She...she has not lost her cultivation. She can still be hungry, and she can also pick some wild vegetables in the mountains to eat." Shen Wenze replied.
He sent people to keep an eye on Shen Wenjun and knew how she suffered from hunger.
"Are there many wild vegetables on this cliff?"
"There are only a few bitter clams, which are very bitter and difficult to swallow."
"Tell me, if you had brought mother and son back to the Shen family, what would they be like now?"
"I just wish I didn't take them two back to the Shen family." Shen Wenze gritted his teeth.
Obviously, if Zhang Xiaozu, mother and son were brought back to the Shen family, there would be no chance of Zhang Xiaozu surviving.
Shen Xun shook his head and did not continue the topic. He asked: "If the holy punishment fails, what do you think the Shen family will do next about Zhang Xiaozu? If you were still the head of the family, what would you do?"
He had already found out about the fall of the forty-two Saint Ancestors from the Dasu Empire from the servants who delivered the meals.
"It is absolutely impossible to cancel the wanted order. The only way to break the situation is to kill Zhang Xiaopeng. But it will definitely not be easy to ask the Shen family's ancestor to come out and kill Zhang Xiaopeng. I think Shen Zhengye is very likely to hire a killer."
"What if you can't kill Zhang Xiaopeng even if you hire a killer?"
"Spend a lot of money to hire Mr. Silver Leaf to ensure nothing goes wrong."
"Forty-two Saint Ancestors went out together and were killed. Do you still think Zhang Xiaopeng is so easy to kill?"
"Then what should we do?" Shen Wenze frowned, thinking for a long time and couldn't think of a better way to break the situation. He shook his head and said, "Then we can only cancel the wanted order."
"There is another way." Shen Xun shook his head and said, "Invite Zhang Xiaopeng to the Shen family by offering a sacrifice."
"How to sacrifice?" Shen Wenze asked in confusion. He had never heard of this method.
"Sacrifice his direct blood relatives, and use the secret method of the Shen family to forcefully summon him across time and space. His direct blood relatives..." Shen Xun looked at Shen Wenze and said, "It's you and me."
"..." Shen Wenze's face instantly turned pale.
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hold head high--!
The yellow dragon hovered over the imperial capital, unwilling to return to its nest for a long time.
"Life is so short, and the country is so beautiful, it makes people miss it so much!" Su Hanlin said with infinite nostalgia in his voice.
"Yes!" Butcher Zhang sighed.
"If heaven dares to give me another five hundred years, I can..."
"Leave something for your children and grandchildren to do, otherwise they will be too busy." Butcher Zhang interrupted Su Hanlin's heroic words.
"That's fine." Su Hanlin smiled and said, "Huier, my father doesn't have high demands on you. You just need to make the people of Dasu sleep peacefully with rice and white noodles on their pillows."
"My child will definitely fulfill his mission!" Su Hui responded sonorously.
"May the mountains and rivers of Dasu last forever! May the people of Dasu never be hungry again! May the world be beautiful!" Su Hanlin shouted with his last strength.
After shouting, his body shook up, knocking Zhang Tufu and Su Hui away from him, and then roared into the sky.
I took one last look at the territory in all directions at the high altitude of nine days, and murmured: "I have lived a life worthy of the conscience of heaven and earth, and have no regrets! I hope to come to Dasu again in the next life! I'm leaving!"
After that, he swooped down and got into the palace.
A ray of will shot into the sea of consciousness between Su Hui's eyebrows. It was the will of Huanglong that controlled Huanglong.
Two lines of clear tears fell from the corners of Su Hui's eyes, and he knew that his father was gone.
"Don't cry here, go to bed and cry secretly." Butcher Zhang shouted softly.
Huanglong returns to his nest, and Su Hanlin sits in the palace. This is the biggest deterrent to the sects and families that have been handed down for generations.
Therefore, Su Hanlin promised before his death that Su Hui was not allowed to bury Da Su until he had completely established himself.
It can be said that I was born for Da Su, and I still think of Da Su after death. Even if there is only a little spark left, I must light up for Da Su.
Butcher Zhang returned to Guowei Mansion, stayed in his room and got drunk.
I woke up the next morning, stood on the roof, facing the first ray of sunrise, and the sadness in my heart went away with the wind.
He has experienced life and death several times and has turned away from life and death.
"Old man, where is the red dragon?"
At the dinner table, Niu Dawa couldn't help but ask Butcher Zhang where Chilong had gone.
Zhou Jian came to cheer up and pricked up his ears.
As the four holy beasts of white tiger continued to grow, his desire to own a mount became stronger.
Well, forget about a mount like Xuanwu. Not only can it bite its owner, but it can also run very slowly.
"He went to find his people." Butcher Zhang replied.
"Dragon clan?!" Niu Dawa said in shock.
Zhou Jianlai's eyes suddenly brightened. The two words Niu Dawa shouted made him vaguely see his mount.
Hearing this, everyone stopped their chopsticks and looked at Butcher Zhang in shock.
"Oh, it's also possible that he is from the Jiao clan, because he was originally a big Jiao." Niu Dawa added.
Zhou Jianlai frowned slightly, feeling that riding a giant dragon was not as good as riding a dragon.
"He said he sensed the Dragon Clan calling him, so he went to the right." Butcher Zhang said.
"On the right?" Everyone was confused.
"Oh, when the two of us came back, we encountered a fork in the road. I took the left and he took the right." Butcher Zhang explained.
"Where have you been?" Niu Dawa asked curiously.
"I can't say it, the secret must not be leaked." Butcher Zhang smiled mysteriously.
Zhang Xiaozu felt that if he told the secret of the scene he saw, Butcher Zhang would not be able to laugh.
"Does the Dragon Clan really exist? Why are there only legends about them in Jiuzhou, but no one has ever seen them?" Ye Mingyue asked in surprise.
"We can go look for it when we have time." Zhou Jianlai said with expectant eyes.
"Sir, there is a woman looking for you outside the door, saying that she is your... your wife, and she is holding a little baby in her arms." The guard guard suddenly walked in and reported to Zhang Xiaozu.
puff!
Niu Dawa spit out the whole mouthful of porridge she just took in her mouth, and sprayed it all over Zhang Xiaopeng's face.
Qi Yoyo's face suddenly turned ugly.
Everyone's eyes widened and they looked at Zhang Xiaozu in shock. They felt more surprised than when they heard that the Dragon Clan really existed.
"Stop talking nonsense!" Zhang Xiaozu raised his hand to wipe off the rice grains on his face, scolded the guard with a dark face, and then quickly explained to everyone: "Don't look at me like that, it's absolutely nothing, there must be someone
