The whole world is being reborn except me

Bugui Village is located at the junction of Dongliu Mountain and Taohua Mountain. It is full of aura, and monks with swords often fly past here.

Although there are not many people nearby, because of this relationship, Bugui Village is still very lively on weekdays.

The curling smoke rises, and the people in the village work at sunrise and rest at sunset.

From time to time, naughty children would run from one end of Zhuangzi to the other, playing with their friends.

This is the excitement that should have belonged to the village of no return.

but now……

Yun Xihe and Chu Yin Yujian rushed here, barely meeting any villagers along the way.

It was very quiet everywhere, revealing a kind of weirdness from the bottom of it.

When they landed on the ground, Yunyi took the spirit sword back into his palm without saying a word, and his expression suddenly became very serious.

He looked at the village in the distance and said, "It's so quiet..."

The silence was almost eerie.

Yun Xihe walked towards the village.

Chu Yan also followed.

Because it was too quiet here, the footsteps of the two could be heard clearly here.

The closer you get here, the more you can smell a thick bloody smell.

When they walked into the village of no return, the smell of blood became even more tangy.

Chu Yan thought of the situation described in the book at that time not returning to the village.

——A mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

It was really a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

As far as the line of sight is concerned, it is full of blood red.

Chu Yan subconsciously looked at Yun Xihe, only to see that his face was pale, and he walked slowly into the village with heavy steps, as if every step carried an extremely heavy weight.

Is he sad?

Feeling sorry for these innocent villagers?

Chu Yan opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found that even his heart was very heavy at the moment.

In the center of the village, stood a little girl.

She stood there quietly, the original white skirt had been stained red by blood, and the hem of the skirt was smudged into a series of shocking blood-red traces.

She seemed to have noticed something, and glanced in the direction of Yunxi and the two.

With just one glance, she noticed Yunyi, and her body began to tremble.

The originally quiet little girl took a step back subconsciously, as if she was frightened by something, she backed away again and again.

This is……

When she looked up here, Chu Yin saw her appearance clearly.

"Xiaoyu?" Yunyi called out as if asking, and then said, "Is that you, Xiaoyu?"

——Be good, I will come back to visit Xiaoyu when I have time, so listen to your mother.

The tears in the girl's eyes couldn't stop falling.

Be good, Taoist Master Yunyi will come back to see Xiaoyu.

But she can never go back.

Her eyes were red, and she suddenly burst into an extremely gorgeous smile.

Immediately afterwards, she bowed to Yunyi, then turned around and ran forward quickly.

"Little fish!" Yun Yi called out, upon hearing the movement, he immediately wanted to chase after him.

Chu Yin was surprised to find that there was no grass growing where this little girl named Xiaoyu passed. Every time she left a footprint, the place she passed would be quickly covered by a cloud of black mist.

This cloud of black mist is so familiar...

correct!Isn't this the black mist on the man in black that inexplicably appeared in front of his eyes last time?Since Chu Yin has experienced it personally, he is very familiar with this breath.

He was about to call Yunyi back, but Yun Xihe also stopped.

Being smart, he naturally noticed something wrong with Xiao Yu.

He looked in Xiaoyu's direction and asked softly, "Xiaoyu, have you become a demon?"

The little girl who was about to leave froze, sniffed, and replied softly: "Yes."

"Do you know what kind of road of no return you will face if you become a demon?"

she knows.

It's just her, there is no way out.

"Daoist Yunyi, take care of yourself." She smiled, and disappeared into the world amidst the monstrous black air.

Yunyi suddenly became quiet and looked at the village quietly.

Even though he couldn't see, he still habitually used these eyes to look at the land.

Chu Yin wanted to say something to comfort him, but saw Yun Yi walking forward.

Although the breath is very weak, but...

There seems to be a breath of life here.

Seeing this, Chu Yin knew what might be going on ahead, and Yunyi probably sensed that there was a living person nearby, so he also walked in that direction.

One person was lying on the ground, his chest was cut open by something unknown, leaving a deep wound.

A steady stream of blood is flowing out of this blood hole.

The man quietly closed his eyes. If Chu Yin hadn't seen his chest rising and falling, he would have thought that this man was dead.

The man's eyes trembled extremely fragile, and opened them as if sensing something.

There are still signs of a stranger on his body, but you can see from his eyes that he has no consciousness at all, and now he is just struggling to support himself with one breath.

He tilted his head with difficulty, and tried to look in their direction. When he saw the person next to Chu Yin, a pale smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he called weakly: "Xihe..."

Yunyi followed the voice and breath, walked up to him, bent down, and touched his cheek.

Very cold, very cold, almost losing the temperature of a stranger.

The man looked at him in remembrance, his eyes suddenly became very soft, and he said softly: "I am Qiuliang..."

Immediately afterwards, he asked cautiously: "You, do you still remember Qiuliang?"

Yunyi tilted her head to look at him, and when she heard this name, the memory deep in her memory suddenly came to mind.

cool autumn...

He remembered the name.

At that time, he had not yet apprenticed to a teacher, and he had a little brother who was a few years older than him, who took good care of him.

Yun Xihe has been weak and sick since he was a child, and often fell seriously ill. Other partners were unwilling to play with him, thinking that he was a sick child.

The man often carried him around. He watched him catch fish in the river, and he took him to play in the mountains.

The poor couple couldn't afford the medical expenses for his treatment.

After his wife was finally diagnosed to be pregnant, it happened that the Spirit Sword Sect was accepting disciples. The people who came to recruit disciples saw that he was of a superior quality, talented and intelligent, so they decided to accept him.

Yun Xihe was sent away.

After that, they lost contact.

Unexpectedly, when we meet again, life and death will be separated.

Recalling all the clouds, his eyes were full of sadness, but he bent his lips and whispered: "Qiu Liang, I remember you."

He smiled, and called softly, "Brother Qiu Liang."

The man laughed too.

Laughing and laughing, he suddenly coughed heavily, with blood dripping from his mouth.

Yunyi smelled the fresh smell of blood, and knew that he was coughing up blood, so she stretched out her hand in a panic, trying to wipe the blood from his lips.

It's just that the thick liquid constantly touching his hands told him that the blood couldn't be wiped clean.

"I've always wanted to find you, but I don't have spiritual roots, and no sect is willing to accept me. I originally wanted to work hard to become stronger, and then recognize you."

It's just that Qiuliang at that time saw Yunyi again.

Such an excellent Yun Xihe.

He suddenly lost his courage.

He didn't even dare to ask a word.

So many years had passed between them that he had no idea what he had been through during that time.

Today's Yun Xihe is so dazzling.

He dare not.

He dared not speak, nor did he dare to ask.

But now he was dying.

The sudden catastrophe, death happened instantly.

Qiu Liang watched the familiar villagers die one by one, but the longing for Yunyi in his heart was greater than the panic and fear of death.

He was dying, but he didn't want to die alone.

He thought, as long as he could see Xihe again.

At least he can face death calmly.

So he relied on this belief.

Supported, unwilling to close eyes.

Fortunately, his Yunyi still came.

"How are you doing?" Qiu Liang asked.

Yunyi still smiled softly: "Very well, Master and brothers are taking good care of me."

Qiu Liang also curled up her lips and smiled peacefully: "Actually, I don't really like your previous name, Yunyi, which has a bad meaning. It's better to hear Xihe, which symbolizes light and brightness."

Yunyi's heart was astringent, but she smiled and called, "Qiu Liang."

"Actually, I've missed you all these years."

Qiu Liang smiled: "I, I also..."

"Yes..." As soon as this sentence was finished, he slowly closed his eyes as if he had received some promise.

Yunyi lightly covered his eyes with her hand, and said softly, "I will avenge you."

"No matter who kills the entire village, they will have to pay for it."

Chu Yin did not speak from the beginning to the end. He tried his best to suppress the sadness in his heart, for fear that he would disturb them by making any noise.

Only turned around impatiently.

Now feeling the silence and tranquility of the people behind him, and hearing the promise-like words just now, his heart sank, knowing that Qiu Liang had passed away.

Chu Yin turned around.

At this moment, Yunyi lowered her head, stretched out her hand and silently embraced Qiuliang in her arms.

A few drops of water fell on Qiuliang's face, which was almost as cool as his temperature.

Chu Yin clearly saw the drops of water dripping on Qiu Liang's face, rolling down his face.

Yunyi was quiet for a long time, then suddenly raised her head, "Let's make graves for the villagers."

There was still sadness in his eyes that hadn't dissipated, but he pretended nothing had happened on his face.

Chu Yin felt a slight pain in his heart, but nodded and said, "Okay."

After Yun Xihe put Qiu Liang's body away safely, he began to put all the villagers in the same place.

Looking at his heavy but firm steps, he continued to walk forward.

Chu Yin suddenly remembered the scene he saw just now.

He thought, maybe it wasn't just water droplets that fell on Qiu Liang's face just now.