sword sentient beings

Chapter 853 Hometown

"In the end, there was still no one left."

When everyone had left, only one person was left in the fragment of the plane left behind by the master.

He was clearly there, standing in a conspicuous place from beginning to end, but no one paid any attention to him. After everyone left, no one greeted him, and even when many people left, they walked past him and no one even looked at him.

Of course, he himself did not follow any team. He just stood there with an expression that was so calm that it was somewhat inhuman.

After everyone had left and the surroundings had become deathly silent, he began to show a few emotions: some emotion, some regret, some relief, and a little bit of loneliness that could not be detected hidden behind all the emotions.

"As expected, I still remember myself." He muttered to himself, "Why should I remember myself? Because a swordsman will be immune to his own sword skills? How troublesome. Sometimes this is not necessary."

He stepped on the solid ground beneath his feet that was like the soil of the human world: "I'm sorry, Dayantian, even your homeland will be forgotten and will float forever in the void. But it doesn't matter. Although you have been forgotten, the name of the master will be remembered forever. As long as the human world still exists, the deeds of the master will be passed down forever..."

"Ah, why am I saying this? So what if the Lord is remembered by the human world? I have nothing to do with the human world anymore." He turned his head, and from this perspective, he could clearly see the vast void.

So vast, so empty, so clean. There is only endless gray, which makes people's hearts turn gray.

At this moment, he would have an impulse to just jump into the void.

This impulse is like the desire of many people to jump off a cliff when standing on it. It seems to be an imprint from the deepest part of the soul.

In fact, he had thought about it. Jumping down, ending it all, wandering endlessly in the void, in a vast world with no one around, that seemed to be a more suitable destination for him.

  why not?

When he made the decision, it was impossible for anyone to stop him. No one would gather around him and chatter like the enthusiastic people who try to dissuade people from committing suicide. It was very quiet and helped him make up his mind.

"Let's wait a moment." He made a decision.

It wasn't because of fear, but there was indeed a voice from the bottom of his heart that stopped him. He went looking for that voice, trying to find the reason in his heart that he refused to end it like this, but he couldn't find it. He couldn't figure out why he would resist leaving like this. Obviously, this was also what he longed for, why could one desire overcome another desire?

In that case, let's take a step back and stay here forever.

This Dayan Heaven is not small, and the environment is quite beautiful. There are pavilions and furniture, and there is endless void outside as scenery. It is a very suitable place for seclusion and seclusion, which is very suitable for him. When he was wandering in the world, his biggest dream was to go to a quiet place far away from people, preferably with a small house and no worries about food and clothing. As long as he stayed here, it would be equivalent to realizing his wish a hundred times, and he would have a world beyond the sky like the sword fairy.

What else is there to be dissatisfied about?

He felt that he had made up his mind, so he walked into the lobby where he had rested before, intending to take a nap.

Even if no one remembers him, he still needs food, clothing, shelter and transportation. I am really tired today. After a month of accumulation and three months of hard practice, I am relieved today. Shouldn't I have a good rest?

however……

He lay on the bed with his eyes wide open, as if he was reluctant to close them.

Suddenly, he sat up.

"No, I have to go back to the human world!"

He made this decision so suddenly that even he was shocked, because he made the decision before he figured out the whole story.

  Why do you want to go back to the human world?

Is there anything worth lingering in the world? He asked himself this question. In his impression, the world was a meaningless place. There was no place worth remembering, and there was no one worth missing. Even for his brothers and sisters, he only felt responsible. If they could be independent, he really wanted to let go.

You can wait and stay alone, and then go visit them when you miss them. The same goes for other friends and classmates. If you think of them one day, just go back and take a look from a distance. They won't remember you anyway.

  If that's the case, why go back?

He asked himself this question over and over again, but never got an answer. However, he was ready to return to the human world.

It was easy to return to the human world. There was a special teleportation array in Dayan Heaven, which was originally used to facilitate the transportation of supplies from the human world to him. Occasionally, friends like Liu Longjian would take the teleportation array to visit him. So he just had to take the teleportation array in the opposite direction to go back.

However, when sitting on the teleportation array, he had to push some supplies into the array before he could start it, otherwise the teleportation array would forget about him.

gone back.

"Swoosh—" "Supplies have arrived!" A young man guarding the teleportation array was very surprised. "Where did these supplies come from? Why do they look like leftovers? Ordinary food and clothes... Who wants this stuff?"

The person next to him shook his head: "I don't know. Is it worth using a teleportation array to send such a small amount of supplies? Could someone have sent it to the wrong person?"

While they were still chattering, the young man had already stood up and walked out of the teleportation array.

Broken Domain is still the same. But compared to the previous few months, the atmosphere has finally become more relaxed. Before, everyone was like a donkey pulling a millstone, but now you can see the lazy people.

When he walked out of the workshop where the teleportation array was located, he heard people discussing the truce order that had just been issued, temporarily trucing the war between the human world and the demon world for three years. Most people were smiling when they talked about it, and a small number of people also said it was a good thing, and after three years of recuperation, they could prepare for a counterattack.

Apart from such major events, people's topics of conversation were trivial matters such as cultivation, entertainment, and love. Young people talked about them with ease, with constant laughter. The young man had rarely experienced these things, but it did not prevent him from smiling: this was the meaning of his sacrifice this time.

Now, where to go?

He almost immediately thought of a place: Yunzhou.

  That was his hometown, and he should go back. However, his hometown had never meant much to him, and the memories it brought him were mostly painful, so he couldn't figure out why he should go back.

But he still wanted to go back. This idea was so deeply rooted that it influenced his actions, just like many other natural thoughts that came to his mind today.

  What's going on here?

He noticed his abnormality. He was an analytical and rational person. He would think twice before doing anything. He would not act unless he had considered everything clearly. He would always prepare for the worst. It was his caution that allowed him to survive in countless harsh environments. But today, he seemed to be led by his own thoughts.

Could it be that this is the aftereffect of the swordsmanship? They have lost their memories, and I have lost my mind?

He analyzed as he went along, and finally came to the conclusion: perhaps it was not because of the direct effect of the swordsmanship, but because his state of mind had changed.

  His instinct realized before his consciousness that he no longer needed to consider anyone, and no one could hurt him anymore. Since there was no need to think carefully, why should he think so much?

Do whatever you want, isn't that cool?

Since I want to go back, I'll go back.

He convinced himself and returned to Yunzhou as a matter of course.

When I returned to Yunzhou, I found that the atmosphere was very solemn. There were mourning clothes nailed at the gates of towns and villages. Everyone wore a white belt around their waist. There was no smile on their faces. Besides sadness, there was also lingering worry.

  what happened?

He couldn't ask anyone else in his current state, but if he found a place to listen more, he would understand the whole story.

Gao Yuanhou passed away!

  The governor of Yunzhou, Marquis Gao Yuan, who had controlled Yunzhou for several years and saved Yunzhou from chaos, has passed away!

When he heard the news, he was startled and an idea came to his mind, but the idea disappeared before he could grasp it. He didn't know what he had just thought of.

He calmed down and finally understood the worries of the people of Yunzhou: Are the good days of Yunzhou coming to an end?

He had no personal relationship with Gao Yuanhou, and he had never even met him. So even though the Land Inspection Office was known as Gao Yuanhou's personal army, he did not feel close to him like his predecessors and superiors. But this did not prevent him from understanding that Yunzhou was stabilized by Gao Yuanhou, and Gao Yuanhou was the pillar of Yunzhou. It was not easy for him to have a job and a stable salary in this chaotic world. In this way, Gao Yuanhou also protected him.

Now that the Dinghai Shenzhen has arrived, can the sea still be as calm as before?

"So, who will be the successor?"

This question was a problem, because he couldn't ask, the common people didn't know, and those who knew wouldn't necessarily talk about it. But he wanted to know the answer, so he went to the local prosecutor's office to wait.

  After two days of waiting, he finally got the answer:

It was Fu Xianchan, the former deputy commander of the Procuratorate!

Why is it her?

This name was not familiar to Changle. If there was any intersection, it was when Fu Xianchan participated as an inspector in the invasion of the demon cave when they were young. They had met twice. Later, they heard that this inspector had a prosperous career and when he graduated from the training camp, he had been promoted to deputy commander.

Logically speaking, all the big shots have nothing to do with him. He has only met Commander Fu once, so he should not object to her promotion. However, he is still a little unconvinced.

  Why is it her?

He didn't know who he was upset for. It couldn't be for himself, right? It would never be his turn in his eight lifetimes. If it was someone he knew, like Xing Ji, it was even more impossible. Even a fool would know that Xing Ji didn't have that kind of popularity. Yunzhou needed stability. If no one had enough prestige and strength, a good relationship with people was the most important thing.

However... he just felt a little bit dissatisfied. He always felt that there should be a better candidate.

"Your Majesty's mourning hall is in Zhongtian Mansion? Five days from now will be the 37th day of the funeral?" The young man got the news and had another instinctive thought, "After all, I have been under her protection and have been fed and well-off for many years. I should also go and offer my respects to her and end another earthly relationship with her."