Fundamentals of Catching Immortals

Chapter 102 Dream Cloud Creek (21)

All were burned in this fire.

The wrath of Jupeng turned the entire Yunxi Village into a purgatory on earth.

The fire burned for two full days and three nights. At dawn on the third day, a heavy rain fell from the sky, waking up the giant Peng from his madness.

"...I can't believe that I did such a thing. This is Yunxi, the home of Feng Niang and me! I... I actually destroyed the whole village, all the folks, those old neighbors My descendants...all were killed by me..."

Jupeng's voice trembled, and it seemed particularly real in this emptiness.

The original appearance of reality gradually became clear.This Yunxi Village had indeed completely disappeared a hundred years ago... The entire village, old and young, had hundreds of people, all of whom died in a fire.

Even if he regretted it, a big mistake had already been made, and Jupeng couldn't face such a cruel fact——Fengniang also died in that fire, and he killed his wife with his own hands!
Including the lives of hundreds of people in the whole village!
The heavy rain fell, and the rainwater wetted the ruined walls that were almost burnt to ashes, and green smoke with a burnt smell rose up.The smoke filled the entire village, confusing Ah Xu's eyes.

"So, you buried them all?" After a long time, A Xu said, "Then you couldn't stand your village turning into such a scorched earth, so you used demon power to maintain Yunxi into a peaceful illusion, deceiving yourself and others century?"

"..." Jupeng didn't speak, but the scene gradually changed, and when Axuhe Shishi raised his head again, he had already returned to the cemetery.

The sky is still so clear, and this is still the sunny and sunny weather. Everything that Ah Xu experienced in the illusion of the giant roc before, and the decades of accompanying Feng Niang to wait for her husband by the Yunxi River, are just one thing. The illusion, like a dream, dissipated.

A Xu let out a long breath, but the oppressive air in his chest was always there.She subconsciously stretched out her hand to her right and grabbed it twice.

He Shiyi looked over with downcast eyes, and subconsciously handed over his sleeve.

A Xu grabbed He Shiyi's cuff smoothly, and his brows relaxed a little.

They still stand under the only big banyan tree that survived the fire a hundred years ago, surrounded by hundreds of graves.Ju Peng turned into the appearance of Boss Zhou, with his back facing them, kneeling solemnly towards these graves, and kowtowed heavily.

Just like the afternoon hours of every day for the past hundred years.

Ah Xu didn't speak, and even Ah Qing rarely crouched obediently in her lapel.They watched Boss Zhou stand up and turned to look at them: "Now, you know everything. Feng Niang is buried under this banyan tree. This is the place where we first met when we were six or seven years old. "

"She is from a neighboring village. When she was more than six years old, she came here with her parents to visit relatives. At that time, I was just seven years old. I climbed up a tree that day, lay down on that spot, and looked down and saw her."

"She was wearing a red jacket, her head was tied into two small buns with pink cloth strips, and she saw me when she looked up. I was hiding from the tiger next door, in case she would make a noise and the tiger would find me. So she winked at her. She covered her mouth and smiled, and winked at me."

"At that time, I remembered her. When I was a little older, I knew that I was going to marry a wife in the future, and the one that appeared in my mind was Feng Niang covering her mouth and smiling."

Jupeng—the former Zhou Dapeng seems to be just an ordinary farmer at this time. He is wearing common clothes, talking about his most beloved girl, with a smile of memories on his face, as if immersed in nearly 200 years ago. A warm sunny afternoon.

(End of this chapter)