With Yunze's current physique, there would be no problem even if they traveled all night. Early the next morning, the two of them would return to this deserted mountain village.
At noon, the scorching sun is high.
As soon as the two of them stepped into the village, they felt a deathly silence.
There should have been only a few smokes from cooking and laughter and laughter everywhere, but now only the cold wind was raging, making it look extremely lonely.
"well……"
Yunze couldn't help but sigh, but he didn't know what to say. He could only carry the big wooden box and walk towards the door of his house.
Bubu didn't say anything and followed him silently.
Passing by Zhang's private school and bypassing the blacksmith shop, the two of them walked slowly to the towering tree and looked at the hundreds of tombstones that had been erected previously.
Yunze took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and finally couldn't help shouting forward: "Folks, I'm... back!"
The voice echoed endlessly, but no one responded.
Yunze didn't say much, and shattered the wooden box with a palm of his hand, and then laid out the eighteen heads and a pool of flesh and blood!
The eighteen heads belonged to those government officials, and the other pool of flesh and blood belonged to He Laichao.
After that battle, He Laichao didn't even have a single intact bone left, let alone his head, and could only use this pool of flesh and blood to replace it.
Yunze knelt on one knee and looked at the tombstones in front of him: "I said at the beginning that the heads of these nineteen beasts would be used to commemorate you!
Unfortunately, there are only eighteen of them now.
But don’t worry, the other He Laichao has also died, but his death was tragic, with no head left!
If there is a real danger, since you have taken the first step, I would like to ask you to kill it yourself one more time!
This kid can only do this!"
Yunze said and turned to look at Bubu: "Bubu, come here."
This was the first time he spoke to Bubu in such an almost commanding tone. Bubu frowned at first, then took a step forward and came to his side, imitating his movements and kneeling down on one knee.
"Bubu is still alive today."
Yunze looked at the two tombstones slightly closer to the blacksmith shop: "Uncle Li, Aunt Li, don't worry, I will take good care of Bubu, treat her as my own sister, and won't let her suffer any injustice!
Bubu, you also say goodbye to your parents."
Bubu was speechless for a while, and even slightly rolled his eyes, but he still said: "...you two go slowly on the road."
Upon seeing this, Yunze said nothing more, placed the eighteen heads on the spot, took another puddle of frozen flesh and blood and walked towards the house.
Now that the death of my parents is a foregone conclusion, without flesh and blood and bones that can return to their roots, a tomb must still be erected.
He found two sets of clothes in the house that his parents often wore, then dug two deep pits next to the big tree, buried them in them, and erected a very simple tomb.
Then he bent his knees, knelt in front of the grave, and placed the puddle of flesh and blood in the porcelain bowl.
"Father, mother, the child is unfilial!"
Yunze originally didn't want to cry, but as these six words came out of his mouth, he unconsciously felt a soreness in his nose, and his eyes naturally became moist.
"My child thought that he had killed his enemy, but he only killed an accomplice. He didn't find the culprit, and he couldn't even find your corpses. He could only simply set up a tomb to express his longing for you!
If your two elders are alive in heaven, please wish that your child can find the immortal who killed your two elders as soon as possible and bring his head back to avenge your two elders!
If...if..."
Yunze thought of this, but he didn't dare to say the words.
He was wondering in his mind whether his parents were really dead.
If it is true as Senior Xiao said, both of them were made into magic weapons by a kind of evil magic, but their souls are still there.
Then if I find that magic weapon, can I find the souls of my parents?
If the souls can really be found, then with the mysterious methods of the Immortal family, I don’t know if they can be resurrected again...
Just when Yunze was speechless and choked, Bubu raised his hand and landed on his shoulder.
"Hey, manly man, can you stop crying?"
"Who is crying!"
Yunze turned to look at Bu Bu, raised his hand to wipe away the tears in his eyes, then turned to look at Bu Bu: "I just forgot what to say for a moment!"
"Okay, I'm not crying. I'm not crying."
Bubu didn't say much, turned around, walked to the big tree and sat down: "What are you going to do next? Even if you go to the Ascension Conference, there are still three months."
"Travel thousands of miles."
Yunze stood up as he spoke, glanced at the tomb in front of him, and then walked to Bubu and sat down: "I want to follow the path my parents took as escorts and see what the Tangshan Dynasty was like.
Is it the same as what the storyteller said, or the same story my parents told."
This was a dream he had had since he was a child.
At that time, there were only three channels for external information he could receive.
One is his parents who have returned from a long journey, one is a storyteller from the village, and the other is a ranger who occasionally passes by.
But these three paths are different from the world he mentioned.
From his parents' mouth, he knew that the world was dangerous. When he left Hanshan Village, even in Weishan Mansion, there were many wolves, tigers and leopards.
From the storyteller's mouth, he knew how powerful the Immortal family was and how many legends about killing the sun, moon and stars with one sword were all heard from there.
From the mouths of those knights, he knew that there are many chivalrous people in the world. As long as you leave your hometown, you will be brothers from all over the world!
What these three say are all different. If you have the opportunity, you must go and see it with your own eyes.
Since we are going to the capital, this is naturally the best opportunity.
"There are still three months until the Ascension Conference, so there must be enough time."
Yunze put his hands behind his head and tried not to think about those bad things: "Let's stay at home for one night before leaving. I want to take a day off.
At that time, we will go to Weishan Mansion again to see if He Zhixuan is back, and then we can talk about which direction to go."
"good."
Bubu didn't say much and agreed casually.
All in all, it still takes a long time.
Afternoon.
As the sun gradually set, although Yunze didn't feel hungry, he got up from under the tree, lit the stove fire, and made a bowl of noodles for himself and Bubu.
As the saying goes, you should give dumplings for noodles when you go out. Now that you are home, you still have to eat a bowl of noodles.
It was just two bowls of clear soup noodles, both Bu Bu and Yun Ze tasted delicious.
After the two of them finished eating, they simply tidied up and then went back to their respective homes to sleep.
Regardless of whether it was afternoon or evening, Yunze did not practice, but went to bed and got up according to a normal person's daily routine.
After the rooster crows three times, Yunze gets up, collects the ingredients, makes some dumplings, and puts them into the pot to cook.
As soon as Bubu woke up, he smelled the smell of dumplings.
She got up from the blacksmith shop not far away and walked a few steps before arriving at the door of Yun's house, where she happened to see Yun Ze adding firewood to the fire.
The two looked at each other, first smiled, and then became speechless.
If so, it would be great if it could always be like this.
But both Yunze and Bubu knew in their hearts that this was obviously impossible to happen.
Even when the two of them returned to Weishan Mansion, something unexpected and even unbelievable happened!