Villains: The beginning rewrites fate, and the heroines burst into tears

Night falls.

Under the centuries-old locust tree, Liang Lin drank wine alone.

This wine was brewed by Liang Lin himself. It was a bit spicy and not full-bodied.

But Liang Lin liked this taste very much after he came back.

Doesn’t wine taste spicy? In the endless spiciness, you can experience various life.

There are so many good wines in the world, and those that are more mellow than this are hard to measure, but those good wines are too soft and lack a bit of taste.

Sitting relaxed on the land of his hometown, leaning against the big locust tree, the bright moonlight hit his face through the overlapping leaves, and his eyes seemed to be shining with light.

In front of him, there are two graves side by side.

Carved on the tombstone, one is the tomb of Liang Chongzhi.The other is the tomb of Lin Ruoshi.

The people who erected the stele for them, and the names left on it are all Liang Lin. It is obvious that they are Liang Lin's parents who died young.

"Mother, Father, my son is back."
Leaning against the big locust tree, Liang Lin drank the wine he brewed himself. Perhaps because of the drunkenness, Liang Lin kept talking.

He is no longer as taciturn as he used to be, but like a child who talks to his parents about his heart, he has endless things to say.

But I didn't know what to say first, so I could only tell my parents about the people I met and the things I did over the years.

"Daddy, Mommy, my son misses you so much. I want to eat a bowl of plain noodles made by Mother and rabbit meat stewed by Daddy."

"I'm a monk now, and I can live for a long time. Is the kind that can shake the earth with a wave of my hand, isn't it very powerful?"

"My son is not alone. I met Youwei back then, and had this younger sister. This little girl is very lovable and beautiful. A few years ago, I entered a sect. When I come back, I will definitely be ready A steady and decent girl..."
"Son, I have a brother who shares weal and woe. His name is Song Ming, and he is the eldest son of a very powerful family in the Upper Realm. However, that kid has weird thoughts every day. He is still a lord who wants to save face and always yells. I want to snatch away the ladies I see, and keep them by my side as maids..."

"Then, my son met a little fox. Although she is a monster, she and my son have experienced many things together. She is a woman who can be trusted with life and death, and her personality is also very good..."

"Then, I also met a woman named Leng Qingshuang. This woman is also very good. She is very beautiful. When I first met her, I felt a little cold, but in fact, after getting to know her, she is a very enthusiastic woman... ..."

"There is also Xuan Rui, she is a very stupid girl, she takes me very seriously, even because I broke up with my father, in the end she became a person who lost her soul in order to protect the way for me..."

"There is also Long Yu, this is a woman that my son admires very much. She looks a little delicate and frail, but she has always been surrounded by a kind of arrogance that comes with the dragon, but she has never been arrogant. Zhou Quan, with his own arm, led the Dragon Clan to shoulder the responsibility of guarding Xuanyan. What my son has always regretted is that she failed to survive. Her last wish was to see the world outside the Dragon Clan..."

"Later, my son went to the Song family because of some things, and met Song Zhilan. She looked cold on the outside, but in her heart, she hoped that someone could support her. Her whole life was too difficult. There are too many family responsibilities. That red dress has amazed the world and the Song family's army, but in the end, I couldn't live longer."

"Speaking of which, Father and Mother, you also have a grandson, born to your son and Song Zhilan, and his name is Liang Le. He is a child who is both good in character and learning, and willing to do good things..."

"There is also Mu Yao, who is a very lively and cheerful little girl, and also a stubborn and silly girl. She has a very ill-fated life, and her life has been bitter..."

"There is also the emperor of Jiuchongtian Palace. He and his son are like a mentor and a student, more like a friend. From him, my son has learned a lot of skills and understood a lot of things. He is a very selfless person, even if he never told me What happened, but I can also feel that he has shouldered a lot of responsibilities, he is very difficult and lonely..."
Just leaning against the big pagoda tree.

Liang Lin confided to his parents softly, saying whatever came to his mind.

Just like a wanderer who has been away from home for a long time, after returning home, the family has been concerned about his parents and said that he was outside.

It is not an unrealistic dream to say how powerful that monk is, and to say that longevity is not an unrealistic dream.

Talking about the like-minded people I met and the stories I happened outside, there are helplessness, sorrow, and endless happiness.

Liang Lin, who was not good at talking in the past, is now telling the most important things in his heart about the things that happened in the past few hundred years like a few treasures.

The words that have been buried in the bottom of my heart for half my life are now slowly being told in front of the graves of the two old people.

"Ton ton ton..."

Liang Lin drank the rest of the wine in one gulp, and the accumulated spiciness rose in an instant.

It was so hot that he coughed non-stop, so hot that tears welled up in his eyes.
"Father, mother."

"If you can do it all over again, my son wants to be by your side from the beginning to the end of his life."

"Just like when I was a child, I chased and fought with my friends in this small village. When it was dark, I ran home to eat the meal cooked by my mother. I was a happy teenager. When I was old, I married a wife and had children. Take good care of you."

"If you don't want to be a monk who can live forever, just be an ordinary villager and stay with your father and mother all the time..."
.......
Beyond the artifacts of ancient paintings.

Listening to what Dijun confides to his parents through drinking, and the feelings of these years, all the monks outside the venue are extremely moved.

There are also monks with crystal tears in their eyes.

Dijun has shouldered too many responsibilities in his life.

He walked alone in this world, bearing everything with his own strength, and never said that he was in any pain.

But the sentence just now, if I can do it all over again, I don’t want to embark on the road of cultivation, I just want to accompany my parents, which directly moved countless monks deeply.

The strength of the emperor has made countless monks admire and worship him, but who knows the depression and helplessness in his heart?
The emperor at this moment is no longer the powerful Emperor Qinghua, but like a homeless child, his eyes are full of wind and frost, as if he has experienced endless years of polishing.

He has carried an extremely heavy responsibility all his life.

Even if you want to tell your own thoughts and pain, you can only tell your parents who passed away a hundred years ago through alcohol.

"Ugh."

Many monks sighed heavily, but they felt a strong sense of sympathy for that man whose power and strength the world admired.