Xiang Yu turned his head slightly and glanced at Xiang An.
Xiang An had an angry look on his face and his eyes always stayed on the tiger.
The tiger is dead, undoubtedly dead.
Although Xiang Yu and Xiang An also suffered certain injuries, the most fundamental cause of Tiger's death was that he almost exhausted his life force in order to force out the alien will that had completely penetrated his soul, and then became furious when he was extremely weak.
It completely wiped out the will of the alien race, so that it could not replenish its vitality at all.
"This is his own choice. We... should respect him a little bit." Taoist Si Ji nodded slightly and glanced at the tiger who was no longer breathing, "At least...
He chose a dignified death."
"...Dignity?" Xiang Yu's eyes dimmed slightly as he muttered this word.
"After a while, you should look like your father whose memories have been sealed. Is there anything else you want to ask me?" Taoist Si Ji hesitated for a second, and finally reached out his hand and touched his brother.
They both thought, "The dissipation of the spirit body I left here represents the return of your seal."
"...I'm just wondering why my father wanted to seal Xiang An's and me's memories." Xiang Yu raised his head and looked at Si Ji and asked.
"Brother, are you stupid?" Xiang An turned his head and glanced at Xiang Yu.
Xiang Yu:?
"Think about it, what kind of life did we live outside the customs before, and what kind of life do we live now here in Kuaiji." Xiang An withdrew his gaze, looked at the ground, took a stick from the side and returned it.
Branches stained by rain.
"If we are still outside the customs..." Xiang An did not continue, but the meaning expressed was already obvious.
"...I understand." Xiang Yu also figured it out.
Although they outside the customs have human appearances and speak human language, they can never be called human beings. They are just machines developed for the purpose of killing.
The behavior patterns and thinking patterns carried in that memory will make it difficult for the two brothers to survive in human society. Therefore, as a "father", Xiang Chao chose to personally seal the memories of his two "children".
"He should really regard you as his own children, otherwise, based on my understanding of him, he might not be someone who would do such a thing?" Si Ji smiled, "Practice my deduction.
Generally speaking, people who practice magic will try to avoid having feelings."
"We are like dead leaves floating on the water, choosing to abandon everything just for the illusory future."
"But your father, he is different."
Si Ji sat cross-legged and sighed slightly.
"The feelings he carries are greater and heavier than anyone else's, whether they are towards the Central Plains, the First Emperor, or... towards you two brothers."
"I have lived for hundreds of years, and he is the only one I have seen."
"I'm afraid it's precisely because of this that he can shoulder such responsibility."
As he spoke, his body became lighter.
There was a hint of understanding in his expression.
"It looks like the time has come."
The two brothers were silent for a moment and bowed together.
"Farewell Master."
"Remember to live happily, two cute little guys." The last traces of Taoist Si Ji's existence in this world disappeared into nothingness with a smile.
The two halves of the tiger jade fell out of the brothers' clothes and had lost their luster.
The tall bodies of the two brothers have also changed back.
...
Brothers Xiang Liang, Zishu, Xiang Yu and Xiang An all stood beside the tiger's body.
In addition, there are Liu Ji who helped resettle the rescued Tiger Lords, as well as those who survived, as well as some surviving villagers of Zijia Village.
Everyone was silent, looking at the corpse of the huge tiger with various eyes.
"I can testify to this matter." Xiang An couldn't stand the silent atmosphere, turned around, and said angrily, "The culprit is not your tiger, he has always been your guardian!
"
Xiang Liang stood beside Xiang An, holding in his arms the little girl that Xiang An had brought out from the ruins of Zijia Village. He could not find the little girl's family among the surviving villagers, and no one was willing to raise the little girl.
, he could only keep it with him temporarily.
"I fought with your tiger, and saw with my own eyes that he exhausted his life force in order to find the real culprit, and smashed the culprit into pieces while shedding blood and tears!"
"you--"
Before Xiang An finished speaking, the villagers, including the Tiger King's servants who had seen the black tiger killing people, suddenly knelt down.
Among the Tiger Lord's attendants, Yang Yi, the only one among the three who survived, was filled with tears. He took the lead and kowtowed heavily to the Tiger Lord's stone.
"People of Pangshan——" he shouted, his voice trembling.
“Send away the tiger!!!”
"People of Pangshan——Send the tiger away!!!" The surviving villagers, whether they were injured or those who had lost their families, all followed suit and kowtowed heavily.
Xiang An was stunned for a moment, and then nodded.
"I have contacted the county guards. I believe they will be here soon to assist the last Yang Lizheng in the disaster relief." Xiang Liang walked to the two brothers, but his eyes also stayed on the tiger, "
It's a pity that such a gentle god ended up like this."
"It doesn't matter." Xiang An clenched his fists.
"At least...he didn't lose his dignity."
"...Is that so?" Xiang Liang nodded, turned around, and walked away, "In that case, let's go."
"Go back?"
"Well." Xiang Liang stopped and turned his head for a final look, "This is the scene of parting, the parting of the people of Pangshan and the god of Pangshan. We outsiders, staying here will only cause chaos."
"What about this little girl?" Xiang Yu came over and asked.
After a slight silence, Xiang Liang sighed: "No one wants to take it with you, so you can't just throw it away."
"So, starting from today, you two have a sister."
Xiang Yu and Xiang An stood still at the same time.
"ha----!?"
...
Liu Ji came to the ruins of Zijia Village alone and wandered aimlessly.
He looked at the dilapidated scene, and occasionally saw people looking for something in the ruins.
"It's really... miserable..."
"Huh?" He noticed that there seemed to be several people pressed under the wall panels of the ruins in front of him.
Running over quickly, Liu Ji found that the couple had stopped breathing long ago, and Liu Ji sighed in frustration.
After all, there are no other survivors...
Huh? Wait!
He opened up some gravel nearby and found a little boy still lying there, with his chest still rising and falling!