Legend of the Supreme Sword Immortal

Chapter 402 Mountain Village Cemetery
After temporarily establishing a relationship with Duanmu Yaoer, Song Qing also led Duanmu Yaoer into the secular world.

After all, there are generally no monks in the secular world, and they all use the method of restraining breath, so others can't see their identities.

As Song Qing said before, the secular world is indeed an interesting place.

Duanmu Yaoer has never been to the secular world before, this is the first time she has come to the secular world, so in just one day, Duanmu Yaoer was attracted by the dazzling new things in the secular world, and for a while she forgot the sad things .

Of course, due to Duanmu Yao'er's delicate appearance, she also caused a lot of trouble. In the end, Duanmu Yao'er was so angry that she directly used the spell of changing her appearance to make her appearance more ordinary, which saved the trouble of following her. .

However, without a group of mad dogs chasing after her, Duanmu Yao'er also saw all kinds of things in the world, and she would inevitably feel a little uncomfortable.

Things in the world, birth, old age, sickness and death!
And that's all, since the Immortal War has just ended, the world's territory has also been re-divided, countries are fighting, there are wars and man-made disasters, it is inevitable that there will be some turmoil.

Even Song Qing, who thought he was cold-hearted, couldn't help feeling jealous after seeing these, let alone Duanmu Yao'er?
Therefore, on the way to Song Qing's hometown, Song Qing and Duanmu Yao'er encountered injustice, they had to take care of it, and they always wanted to help when someone encountered difficulties.

It is precisely because of this that over time, "Black and White Heroes" gradually spread far and wide on the land of Haozhou. Of course, in the eyes of some people, these "Black and White Heroes" have become "Black and White Shuangsha".

But whether it is "Black and White Shuangxia" or "Black and White Shuangsha", they are nothing more than Song Qing and Duanmu Yaoer.

Of course, as the parties involved, they didn't know about this matter.

Finally on this day, after more than two months, Song Qing and Duanmu Yaoer have arrived at their destination, a deserted small mountain village.

On this day, the sun was exceptionally bright, shining on an extremely desolate small mountain village, unexpectedly adding a little vitality to this small mountain village, as if to welcome someone to come.

Probably the sun was high, and at noon, there was a sound of "srusting" footsteps.

At the entrance of this small mountain village, two people, a man and a woman, walked over. The woman had a delicate appearance, and she was like a fish and a wild goose.

Surprisingly, it was Song Qing and Duanmu Yaoer who had been on their way for more than two months.

"This is your hometown? Why is there no one?"

Duanmu Yaoer glanced around, it was still barren, and there was no one in sight, so she couldn't help but frowned slightly, turned her head slightly, looked at Song Qing, and asked this question.

"They're all dead."

Compared to Duanmu Yao'er's puzzlement, Song Qing looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar mountain village very quietly, and said something stiffly.

"They are all... dead? Could it be that they are also..."

Hearing what Song Qing said, Duanmu Yao'er couldn't help being startled, her face sank, she had thought of something.

"good."

Nodding with certainty, while answering Duanmu Yaoer's question, Song Qing also walked towards the mountain village.

"Do you know the enemy?"

Duanmu Yaoer followed, she understood that since Song Qing embarked on the road of cultivation for revenge, then his enemies must also be monks.

What kind of person would a monk who went to the secular world to slaughter an ordinary mountain village be?

But no matter what kind of person it is, Duanmu Yaoer has an intuition that the other party must be an extraordinary existence!

"I don't know yet, but I will know."

Song Qing replied like this, and when he said the last sentence, he deliberately stopped, looked back at Duanmu Yao'er, and smiled brightly.

"Let's hurry up, let's go, we'll see them soon."

Then Song Qing turned around again and continued to walk towards the center of the mountain village. Duanmu Yaoer responded with an "oh" and followed Song Qing closely, as if she had entered the role of "little wife".

In the middle of the mountain village, there is a small square that is not too big and not too small, which is just enough to bury more than a hundred graves.

"This, unexpectedly..."

Following Song Qing, Duanmu Yao'er soon saw the most eerie and beautiful scene in the world, her small mouth was slightly opened, and she covered it lightly with her jade hand, she couldn't believe the scene in front of her.

I saw that in the central square of the small mountain village, although weeds were overgrown, but graves could be vaguely seen standing against the wind.

Duanmu Yao'er secretly scanned with her spiritual sense, and found three grave mounds, big and small, 110, densely distributed in the square, just occupying the whole square.

Duanmu Yao'er couldn't help but look at the people beside her. It was hard for her to imagine what kind of perseverance that young man used to bury the whole village.

"There are far more than that in the village. We have the custom of burying husband and wife together. I buried all existing couples in one tomb. This is very troublesome. After dividing them, I have to dig the grave. With strength, you have to take a break from time to time, but fortunately, in less than six days, all the graves have been dug up."

Looking at the densely packed graves in front of him, Song Qing couldn't help closing his eyes slowly, the scene at that time flashed back and forth, and recalled to Duanmu Yao'er, saying:

"According to the customs of the secular world, I will bury them all in the first seven days. I don't have much time, so I don't care about rest, bury them, fill them with soil, and erect monuments. Fortunately, I have read a little before, and I probably know the characters, and They are all from the village, and I know their names, otherwise I will be in trouble... After burying them all, I took a good night's sleep, then packed up the few dry food in the village, and left."

Although Song Qing spoke extremely calmly, who could know what would be in his heart?
"Where are the uncles and aunts?"

Hearing Song Qing's words, Duanmu Yao'er felt throbbing pain for some reason, her jade hands kept pinching the hair in front of her, as if hesitating for a while, and finally asked Song Qing.

"In the center, I was afraid that I would forget, so I buried them in the very center, where they are easy to remember."

Song Qing opened his eyes again, and there was fog inside, but he didn't care, pointing to the center of the cemetery, he said to Duanmu Yaoer:

"Let's go, let's go and have a look."

After finishing speaking, Song Qing walked straight to the center of the cemetery.

Duanmu Yaoer followed Song Qing closely and also walked towards the center of the cemetery.

Uncle Li, Aunt Zhang, Uncle Liu... As Song Qing walked towards the center of the cemetery, the familiar names on the tombstone were clearly visible, and surrounded by the familiarity here was the joint burial of his parents.

(End of this chapter)