The Wonderful Way

Chapter 46
After the three of them left Pingchuan City, they inquired about the way to Xunyang County all the way, using the lightness technique and flying talisman to keep going, and finally arrived in Xunyang County a day later.

Chu Miao had never been to Xunyang County, but when she was a child chatting with the villagers of Niubei Village, she learned that Niubei Mountain was the northernmost part of Xunyang County.

Xunyang County is considered a relatively prosperous city among ordinary cities. A few people wandered around the city casually, and then headed towards Niubei Mountain in the north.

Chu Miao thought all the way, when her father went to teach, he always hugged the neighbor woman, her son should be the same age as her.

Thinking of the old and young in the village, every time they saw me, they would all praise me, saying that I was the little fairy boy in the painting.

Thinking of the children in my father's school, they must all be married now, maybe they can all go to school.

Chu Miao never knew that she would have so many good memories of Niubei Village.

When she was in Niubei Village, she was blindly immersed in hatred, worrying all day long that she would not be able to practice, wishing to leave that closed small mountain village immediately.

At this time, when she thought about it, she realized that the best memories of her and her father seemed to be in Niubei Village.

The farther north we go, the more remote and difficult the road becomes. Gradually, only narrow mountain roads remain, with no human habitation for several miles.

The three of them set off from Xunyang County at noon and walked for half a day. It was not until the sun was about to set that Chu Miao saw the outline of Niubei Mountain ahead.

Pointing to the ridge, she said, "My hometown is at the foot of that mountain, and we can get there before the sun goes down!"

After speaking, he used his light body technique and rushed towards Niubei Mountain with the flying talisman attached.

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The blood almost filled the dry and cracked land, and after years of wind and sun, it turned dark red.

Most of the trees that had been scorched black by the fire had been blown away by the wind, and the greenery of the past was no longer there.

The houses collapsed to the ground in a haphazard manner, and inside and outside the house, corpses that had already become skeletons turned into powder at the touch of a touch.

Chu Miao and the others rushed to Niubei Village, and this was what they saw.

No one in the village survived, and the whole Niubei Village was filled with black demonic energy, and every skeleton opened its mouth wide, not knowing what kind of pain it was before death.

The house where Chu Miao lived in the past was completely destroyed, and even the traces of people who lived there were no longer visible.

When Chu Miao saw this situation, she was both shocked and angry. Why did Niubei Village, which used to be indifferent to the world, become a purgatory existence on earth.

Recalling back then, he and his father had only been away for a while before being found by Tianyin Daoist and his accomplices.

Could it be that they found Niubei Village first, and then followed the trail?
The real Tianyin is cruel and irritable. Could it be that he didn't find his father in the village and attacked the villagers in a fit of anger?
Chu Miao kept thinking about what happened back then, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that she was the real Tianyin.

All the signs in the village indicated that this tragedy had happened for many years, but there was still a faint demonic energy around.

Daoist Tianyin was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul at the beginning, so both the time and the motivation were right.

Thinking of Tianyin's tricks, pictures and screams seemed to appear in Chu Miao's mind, which made her shed tears involuntarily.

Those industrious and simple villagers are nothing but mortals. The casual blow of the Nascent Soul cultivator must be a blow like heaven and earth to them.

My parents and myself just lived here for a while, and brought disaster to these villagers. How innocent they are, why should they be treated like this!
For the sake of a magic ring, those people forced their parents to death, and killed people who had nothing to do with them. Aren't these people afraid of God's punishment!

Looking at Niubei Village, which even the birds don't want to pass by, it is dead, as if the laughter and laughter in the past never existed.

Chu Miao thought of the death of her parents, and the kindness of the people in the village towards her family, and finally couldn't help crying.

After Gu Nianning and Mu Xiaodie saw the tragic situation in Niubei Village, they were shocked. They didn't understand how someone would do such a thing to a mortal village!
Seeing that Chu Miao, who was usually calmer than Master Zhuji, was crying like a child, the two felt sore, but they didn't know how to comfort them.

No matter what to say at this moment, it seemed too powerless, the two stayed beside Chu Miao, and each held Chu Miao's hand tightly.

The three of them stood quietly in front of the house where Chu Miao and her father once lived, which turned into ashes at the moment, and Chu Miao gradually stopped crying.

After Chu Miao calmed down, she smiled bitterly at Gu Nianning and Mu Xiaodie, and walked towards the creek where He Rumeng was buried.

Gu Nianning and Mu Xiaodie didn't ask any more questions, they just followed silently and came to the small stele together.

The entire creek had been laid up by Chu Yi, and it was still the same as when Chu Miao first met, with flowers blooming and the water tinkling.

Not a single word was engraved on the small tombstone, and the small grave was piled up under the protection of the formation, and not a single weed grew.

Chu Miao looked at the simple tomb in front of her, and looked at the wooden tablet that didn't even have her name engraved on it, her heart ached.

Who would know that buried here is the next Patriarch of the He family, who is extremely beautiful in the Xisha Continent, and a nun who is as dazzling as the sun.

Chu Miao didn't know what kind of mood her father had in burying her mother here, and what kind of mood she had in setting up a wooden monument that dared not engrave words on it.

I picked a small bunch of wild flowers beside it, and picked a thin grass, carefully tied them together, and gently placed them under the stele without words.

Chu Miao knelt down, lightly kowtowed three times in front of the tomb, then put aside all the pain and confusion, restored her state of mind to calm,

Because she knew that it was useless to immerse herself in pain at this moment.

She also knows that one day, those who have harmed her and her family to such an extent, those who take innocent people as the target of venting.

She won't let one go!

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After leaving He Rumeng's tombstone, Chu Miao brought Gu Nianning and Mu Xiaodie to the small open space where she drew her breath into her body.

The three formed a formation here, lying in the soft grass, looking up at the sky full of stars.

Neither Gu Nianning nor Mu Xiaodie ever asked who the demon cultivator who destroyed the village was, and why Chu Miao bowed down to a stele without words.

Mu Xiaodie realized a few years ago that Chu Miao might not have randomly picked up exercises to practice on her own, and her words and deeds were as if she had received a good education.

It's just that she lost her parents since she was a child and wandered alone. She already knew that some things should not be asked. As a good friend, why should she pry into such secrets.

The same is true for Gu Nianning, although she is careless and rarely experiences world affairs, she has always been sensitive, and she is unwilling to inquire about Chu Miao's life experience.

Just like Chu Miao and Mu Xiaodie never inquired about their own embarrassing things, Gu Nianning knew very well, which monk in the world has no secrets that he can't tell?
Chu Miao looked at the sky quietly, and gently scattered all the hatred, not forgetting, but turning everything into motivation.

Hatred is not terrible, but indulging in hatred and constantly avoiding hatred is terrible!
The tragic situation in the village gradually dissipated, and what remained in my heart was the peace of the original smoke.

The sad and beautiful smile of the mother before her death and the wordless tombstone gradually dissipated, and what remained in my heart was the proud and beautiful nun that Uncle He Suifeng had said.

The father's devilish face gradually dissipated, and what remained in his heart was his doting smile and his words not to be fascinated by hatred.

Chu Miao smiled lightly, these beauties should stay in her heart forever, they will follow her all the way, and accompany her to become stronger.

(End of this chapter)