The flowing clouds in the sky gathered and dispersed, dispersed and gathered.
Yuan Zhennu finally woke up from that long dream.
When he opened his eyes, what he saw was no longer the cold well and the bloody killings, but instead he was in an extremely cozy bedroom.
On the coffee table nearby, there is an incense burner used to soothe the nerves, with white smoke rising from the air.
Yuan Zhennu looked around and found that he was the only one in the entire bedroom.
He sat up and looked to his side.
He could feel that a man had been sitting here not long ago, and he had been sitting there for a long time, and there were still sadness and excitement in the air.
"Brother, it turns out you are always here..."
Yuan Jingnu murmured subconsciously.
He knew that the person sitting next to him was Yuan Zhisheng, and he felt the other person's aura.
Whether he is a Minamoto child or a Kazama Ruri, there is only one person in the world who has such a strong imprint on his aura, that is Minamoto, so of course he knows that it is Minamoto who is sitting here.
For a long, long time, when he was unconscious or dreaming, this man never left him. Yuan Zhisheng could even feel that Yuan Zhisheng was still holding his hand tightly, as if he wanted to give it to her.
Firm and warm strength.
Yes, maybe when I was having a nightmare, I was completely seen by the other person, so I couldn't help but hold on to myself, trying to give myself the very firm strength to get through that nightmare.
Now Yuan Zhisheng has left.
Not long before I woke up.
But Yuan Zhisheng did not feel empty in his heart, because he could feel that Yuan Zhisheng was also relieved here. The other party must have left because of some urgent matter, and it was definitely not because he was about to wake up and could not face it.
I am very sure of this in my heart.
Gulu gulu~
There was a sudden cry from her stomach, and for the first time, the young girl experienced a feeling of hunger.
Oh, no, to be precise, when he became the Dragon King of the Mongolian Ghosts, he no longer had the so-called feeling of hunger, at least he did not have any need for real food. The period when he was really hungry for food was in the past.
In the small town of Shikatori, especially when he is with his brother Yuan Zhisheng, because Yuan Zhisheng can always conjure up all kinds of delicious food for him.
There was a smell of burnt lake in the air.
Yuan Zhennu sniffed it.
He smelled this smell, and it wasn't really the smell of burning, but someone was roasting sweet potatoes.
And Yuan Zongnu also knew who that person was.
He stood up and walked out of the room. Following the smell in the air, the girl started to trot along the gravel path.
This is the family shrine of the Sheqi Hachi family. Not long ago, this place was a battlefield. Later, after the whole family vigorously renovated it, it has become completely new. There is no trace of the previous battle. Because it is located in a remote place, the environment is...
It was very comfortable. The sun shone from the sky on the surrounding flowers and plants, and also on the boy. At this moment, the girl started running, the wind blew his long hair, and the boy even closed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth.
With a warm smile, he ran forward. He only had to follow that smell to find the real goal.
Yuan Zhinv ran so briskly, and so lightly, like a dandelion, with an ethereal aura. At this moment, he seemed to be the boy in the mountains again. Yes, at this moment, he completely completed his rebirth.
The former Dragon King Kazama Ruri is no longer the fierce ghost. The former Kazama Ruri is completely dead. In that long dream, because Kazama Ruri has always been the second personality of Yuan Jingnu, as long as this
If the personality is destroyed, then there will no longer be Kazama Ruri in this world.
In that extremely long dream, it was also the farewell between Yuan Zhinu and Kazama Ruri. Yes, it can also be said that Yuan Zhinu killed Kazama Ruri with her own hands, and Kazama Ruri was the real evil ghost.
, all the evil deeds in the past were done by the other party, this vicious soul will never appear again, only Yuan Zongnu.
Moreover, at this moment, Yuan Jingnu actually did not have the power of Kazama Ruri. As for whether he would have it later, he didn't know, but Yuan Jingnu also didn't care.
Because he is Minamoto Naomi, a little boy who once only wanted to live a simple life in the mountains, instead of longing for the so-called power. Just as Minamoto Naomi once thought in his heart, if possible, he completely wanted to live in Shikatori.
Becoming a priest at the Shikatori Shrine in a small town can also be with your brother. It is such a simple wish and not complicated at all.
So how could such a simple boy desire power?
Don't say that I don't know if there will be power in the future. Even if there is no power, Yuan Zhimu will still live very happily and not in pain, because the most important thing is the state of mind. If the state of mind is opened, everything will be clear. If everything is
If you can't open it, no matter how strong you are, you will still have worries inside. You will feel that you will never be the strongest, that there are still things in this world that can defeat you, and you will even feel uneasy every day. This is just one of them.
In addition to power, there is also wealth and even power. The more fame, wealth and money you have, the more fetters you have in your heart. The so-called burdens in your heart also become more, and you have more ideas. Gradually, you will lose yourself.
He was restrained, but Yuan Zhennu was different at this moment. He ran faster and faster, and ran more easily. He felt that his whole body became light and airy.
Until later he ran to an open space similar to a flower bed, and the boy subconsciously stopped.
Yuan Jingnu looked forward blankly.
Because there was a man in front of him who was hunched over and blowing fire into the small fire pit on the side, blowing and blowing extremely hard. His face was covered with black ash, as if he had been busy for a long time and didn't have time to find a rag.
Or something else to wipe it with, and just wipe it on your face.
And this man is none other than Yuan Zhisheng.
And this so-called small fire pit is the fire pit dug out while roasting sweet potatoes.
The reason why it takes so much trouble to burn a sweet potato is because this is the family shrine of the Sheqi Hachi family. Being able to find such a thing as sweet potatoes, Crow felt that he must be grateful to his eight generations of ancestors.
Now the crow and the yaksha were also looking for firewood on the other side, and when they saw the young girl Yuan appearing, they were all startled subconsciously.
Because they all fully understand the bond between Yuan Jingnu and their boss, and they also know that the two of them are also at a critical period.
However, Yuan Zhennu put her index finger on her lips, making a silent gesture, and then quietly took out a piece of firewood from each of their hands.
"Let me do it next."
Yuan Zhisheng whispered to the two of them, and then tiptoed towards Yuan Zhisheng again.
Only the dumbfounded crow Yaksha was left behind.
Crow: "Yaksha, did I just see the Dragon King of the Demons running toward the boss with happy little steps? Oh, by the way, he still held two pieces of firewood in his hand."
Yasha: "You read that right, that's more than just happiness. I can smell the sweetness even if I haven't eaten the sweet potatoes."
Crow: "But why do I feel like something is wrong? Maybe the Dragon King used those two pieces of firewood as a machete. When he got to our boss, Yuan Zhisheng, he just went up and slashed twice."
Yasha: "Is this realistic? And Crow, do you think the boss will be knocked down by two sticks of firewood?"
Crow: "Oh, yes, yes, yes, it seems we are about to witness a touching event."
"Woo woo woo, it's already been prepared."
Yasha took out a tissue from his body and started to think.
…
At this moment, Yuan Zhisheng was still trying hard to bend down and blow into the fire pit.
Until a piece of firewood was handed to him.
"I said why are you two so slow? If the fire goes out, you two will just wait..."
"What are you waiting for?"
A laughing voice sounded.
Only then did Yuan Zhisheng realize that the person who handed the firewood was not the crow Yaksha, but his younger brother Yuan Zhisheng.
"Child. Child, you are here."
When Yuan Zhisheng saw the person coming, he seemed to have not recovered from the unexpected state, and his tone suddenly stammered.
At this moment, he was not the so-called patriarch at all, but an elder brother.
"Yeah, brother, I'm coming."
"How did you find this place?"
"Humph, you have the nerve to ask? Brother, I woke up and you didn't call me. When I opened my eyes, I saw that you weren't there until I smelled roasted sweet potatoes, so I followed the smell.
"
Yuan Jingnu's tone was angry.
It seems that he is expressing some dissatisfaction with his brother Yuan Zhisheng, but the tone of this dissatisfaction is more like the interaction between brothers.
"Well... I mainly thought I wanted you to sleep a little longer, so I didn't wake you up. As for the sweet potatoes, I was going to bake them and send them to you personally. I didn't expect you to wake up by yourself.
I didn’t expect you to find it here, but you didn’t catch me, and I didn’t eat anything secretly.”
Yuan Zhisheng even made a humorous joke at the end.
The tone was exactly the same as when the two brothers lived in the mountains.
It seems that this is not the shrine of the Jakihachi family, but the small town of Shikatori. Time seems to last forever at this moment, and nothing has changed.
Both brothers laughed at this moment.
Neither Yuan Zhisheng nor Yuan Zongnu mentioned what happened in that dream, nor did they mention the past, because everything has passed, starting from this roasted sweet potato, everything
will start over, and they will all face a new future.
"Oh, of course I know you can't eat it secretly. Brother, let me help you. Let's bake sweet potatoes together."
Yuan Zongnu smoothed her sleeves and was full of energy.
"okay."
Yuan Zhisheng nodded eagerly.
He knows that Yuan Zhisheng is also good at roasting sweet potatoes. Often when she was in the small town, Yuan Zhisheng was only responsible for finding firewood to make a fire, and it was often difficult to control the temperature. Although sometimes the ones she baked were indeed more delicious, but that
It was indeed a mistake.
If the other party is on hand to control the heat, then the deliciousness of the sweet potatoes will most likely be controlled.
Soon, the two brothers were firing on all cylinders.
Yuan Zhisheng was responsible for adding firewood and firewood, while Yuan Zhisheng kept turning the two sweet potatoes in the fire pit with iron tongs.
"Brother, make the fire a little brighter."
"Okay, hoo~"
"Brother, lower the firepower, it's going to burn."
"Okay, okay, suck~"
"Brother, brother..."
"Okay...ah, what are you doing?"
Yuan Zhisheng subconsciously wanted to take action, but suddenly realized that it seemed that Yuan Zhisheng had not made any request. He couldn't help but look up at the boy.
"Brother, here you are..."
The latter laughed a little naively, and then pointed to the corner of his mouth.
At this moment, there was a large black charcoal-like mark on the corner of Yuan Zhisheng's mouth. It looked like a big beard at this moment. It looked extremely funny, so Yuan Zhisheng couldn't help laughing at this moment.
stand up.
"Hey, it's okay. I'll wipe it after I'm done. And after you eat the sweet potatoes, you don't need to wipe them at all."
Soon, the originally roasted dark sweet potatoes began to emit a completely different aroma.
In the end, Yuan Zhisheng used iron pliers to gently pinch out two fist-sized sweet potatoes, and set them aside to cool down. However, almost before they cooled down, Yuan Zhisheng took the lead and eagerly picked up a sweet potato and gently
Break it apart gently, and the roasted golden-yellow sweet potato flesh is revealed, and at the same time, the fragrance becomes stronger.
"Girl, take a bite first."
"Thank you, brother. You're welcome then."
Yuan Zhennu happily took the half piece of sweet potato and took a bite of the golden flesh. The aroma immediately filled her heart with an unparalleled sense of satisfaction.
"It's delicious. Brother, please eat it too."
Yuan Zhennu couldn't help but urge.
"Um!"
Yuan Zhisheng nodded and took a bite as well, but his eating posture was a bit bold. For those who didn't know, he thought he was chewing a steamed bun, and ended up eating it in big mouthfuls.
"It's really delicious. I haven't eaten such delicious sweet potatoes in many years."
"Yes, indeed many, many years."
The young girl was eating, and tears fell unconsciously from the corners of her eyes.
Both of them cried silently at this moment.
Once upon a time, such a warm scene was beyond their imagination. Even in their dreams, they never dared to dream of such a happy moment.
Because even if you dream, you will dream of two people falling in love and killing each other in hell, and will never be able to escape. How can there be such a sweet moment now?
However, this scene really happened, and there was no longer any barrier between the two brothers at this moment. They looked at each other, both of them had tears falling down their faces, and their faces were also smeared with various black charcoal marks. At this moment, they
I couldn't help but laugh, but the laughter didn't feel like a joke at all, but a very warm smile.
"Brother, eat another piece."
Yuan Zhisheng picked up another sweet potato and handed it to Yuan Zhisheng.
"Girl, let's eat together."
"Yeah!"
The two of them ate this sweet potato together in the sun, feeling as moved as water and moistening everything silently.
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