Chapter 1875: Father and Mother

Chapter 1875 Father and Mother

"What?" Ye Chen narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself. He wanted to go in and have a look, but after thinking about it, let it go.

A black hole is not a good place. Unless it is a last resort, it is better not to go.

"Let's go." Zhou Tianyi smiled and turned around, looking like a spring breeze, his clothes were clean, he had already left the bamboo forest one step ahead.

The son of the Eastern Emperor, like a mortal person, has no cultivator aura to reveal, and has long since returned to the basics.

Ye Chen looked away from the black hole and looked at Nan Mingyushu again. At her speed, it would take a while to concentrate.

If it is unfortunate, there is a problem with the Dao, then the Dao needs to be integrated, and the time it takes is uncertain.

He was kind and considerate, and turned into a clone. It was quite distressing for one person here, so he left it here to chat.

"It's okay to talk more about pornographic jokes, this girl likes to listen to it." Before leaving, he didn't forget to pat his clone.

"Not serious." Yu Shu scolded, if it wasn't for the soul body at the moment, he would have run out and kicked him.

Ye Chen disagreed, shaking his head and flying away.

As soon as he left, his avatar tugged up his sleeves, rubbed his hands, and prepared to spray, like Ye Chen urinating.

He knows a lot about the so-called yellow jokes?

Of course, as soon as he went up, before he had time to speak, Nan Mingyushu scolded him back with one word: Get out.

The avatar was embarrassed, squatted under the tree with his hands folded, his eyes wandered, thinking about how to complete the task explained by the deity.

Here, Ye Chen has left the ancient city and went straight to Nanchu.

People flying in the sky always keep their eyes open, but it is better for him to close his eyes all the way, and he is not afraid of hitting the mountains.

Obviously, he is comprehending the holy war Dharma body, and for many years in the future, when he does this, he will point to it.

Emperor Huang's Divine Treasure is a treasure, a secret technique, which one is not a bomb, such as the appearance of tyrants, such as turning the universe into dust, such as the holy war Dharma body at this moment.

Xu is too focused on comprehension, he has forgotten the time.

so that,

After flying for three days in a row, he was still in Northern Chu. He flew like this, and he couldn't go back for hundreds of years.

On the night of the ninth day, a roar resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Hit, this time really hit, a majestic mountain, the board is neat, he was stunned by him.

The mountain was hit, and he was naturally awakened with an embarrassed expression. He patted the dust on his body and stepped out of the gravel.

It is also a pity that the mountain has no spirit. If there is, it will definitely be cursed. I have provoked you to provoke you.

Ye Chen still wants to scold? It is the same mountain, but you are outstanding, so tall, you deserve to be hit by Lao Tzu.

Depressed in his heart, he flicked his hands to sacrifice to the portal of the teleportation domain and flew back to Nanchu, unless his brain was kicked by a donkey.

However, he did not step into the domain gate, but turned his head subconsciously, swept to one side, and saw that he was dazed.

At the foot of this mountain, there is a small village.

"Fate?" Ye Chen smiled, with a touch of grief in his smile, and sparkling tears in his eyes.

Suddenly, he raised his foot and appeared in front of the village in one step.

There, stood a stone tablet, mottled by the wind and sand, and could barely read the words on it: Shanshi Village.

Although the three words were vague, in his view, they were extremely dazzling, causing severe pain in his soul, and his body could not help trembling.

For a long time, he was like a monument, quietly standing in front of the stone monument.

As can be seen, his deep eyes were filled with hot tears, tears were already streaming down his face, and the tears flowed into his heart.

In the end, he didn't speak, and raised his foot. Walk in slowly.

The village is not large, all are stone houses stacked with stones, many of which have collapsed, and the stone road underfoot has also been cracked, and there are weeds and moss in the gaps.

He is like a tourist, walking and watching all the way.

This should be a small village with simple folk customs. There are often grinding discs and water tanks. Under the eaves, there are also hoes and shovels. The tools necessary for farming are very rough.

The wind and sand blew past, stirring up his white hair and clothes.

In the same way, the wind also blew out the bones in the half-covered sand. I don't know how many years they died, and I don't know why they died, but the exposed corpse here must not be dead.

He knelt down, his palms trembled, and on a piece of land, he kept brushing away layers of dust, as if he was looking for something.

This picture is strange, and the quasi emperors of Tianxuanmen who are looking at it are also stunned. Who would have thought that the dignified Heavenly Court Holy Master would go to a mortal village to dig a hole in the middle of the night.

"Maybe, I found the baby." Di Lao squeezed his beard, "I saw it, I was moved and cried."

For his guesses, the Zhun Emperors directly took it as fart.

They still knew Ye Chen, and Ye Chen's expression at the moment was obviously hurting and hurting into the bone marrow.

But they wondered, what has a dilapidated small village of mortals have anything to do with Ye Chen, to be so rude.

Under everyone's attention, Ye Chen took out two skeletons from the dust, and held them in his hands with trembling arms.

Under the moonlit night, teardrops the size of a bean dripped onto the bones, and those were Ye Chen's tears, dripping all over his face.

As a ray of fairy light flew out of his hand, the two skeletons turned into ashes and floated into the two urns.

Holding two urns, he walked to a stone house not far away, and gently pushed open the cracked wooden door.

The stone house is dark and simple, with only a stone table, a few stone chairs, a kang, and a straw mat.

The only wooden table case, facing the houses, stood against the wall, covered with heavy dust, there was an incense burner on it, and there was a portrait of a god on the wall, the portrait was yellow, and it was difficult to see the worship. Who is it, but it must be a fairy in the eyes of mortals, worship them, pray for good weather, and pray for the well-being of the family.

The stone house is more of a spider web, one layer on top of the other, no people, even the spiders are gone.

But it was such a dilapidated and dark little stone house, but it provoked more tears from Ye Chen, and the flow could not end.

He put the two urns in his arms on the table, burned three musk, and inserted them into the incense burner.

Then, he took a step back, knelt on the ground, and said in a choked voice, "Father, mother, the baby is back."

This father and mother, hoarse vicissitudes of life, full of tears.

This father and mother heard that the prospective emperors of Tianxuanmen were all confused, and the plot twist was unexpected.

"It's surprising!" Donghuang Taixin said leisurely.

"Really his parents?" The Zhun Emperors asked tentatively.

"If it's a fake." Donghuang Taixin gently flicked his hand and sacrificed a water curtain. What appeared in it was the scene of Shanshi Village, not at this moment, but at that time.

The Zhongshan Stone Village in the picture is surrounded by mountains and rivers, with beautiful scenery, and it is indeed a simple folk style, with smoke curling from cooking, men ploughing and women weaving, and a group of children frolicking and playing.

Through the water curtain, the Zhun Emperors could vaguely hear voices.

They are all mortals, ordinary, wearing coarse cloth and linen, and eating coarse food, but they are very happy.

However, all these comforts were shattered in one night: the village was slaughtered mercilessly by robbers.

The quasi emperors were silent, but they didn't know Ye Chen's home in the previous life, and what happened to them. They never thought that the undefeated God of War had such ordinary parents.

In the stone house, Ye Chen was still kneeling on the ground, choked and weeping, revealing his true feelings, which is absolutely difficult to imitate.

Yes, this is the home of his previous life. The ashes in the jar are his parents. He was robbed in a previous life. The whole village, including his parents, was not killed, and he was the only one who ran to the mountains for fun. , only escaped the catastrophe.

Those pictures were all he saw from Wangxiang Terrace.

Even in his previous life, he was still his mother and father, and blood was thicker than water, so he could be extremely accurate in finding out the bones of his father and mother, the bloodline that no power could erase.

This is his roots, his parents have been gone for too long.

But he came too late and missed a reincarnation.

When he was a child, countless nights, he curled up in the haystack and cried, calling for his parents, desperately grabbing food from the wild dog's mouth with his weak body.

Just like what he said to Haotian Xuanzhen back then, his childhood was dark, people were so hungry that they could eat their own children, too many pictures were etched in their souls.

After seeing the ugliness of human nature a lot, he hated the heaven so much, but he also sympathized with all beings. Li suffered too much in the world.

In the dark stone house, he cried into tears, suppressing a reincarnation emotion, and finally broke out at this moment.

What about the Holy Master of Heaven, and what about the undefeated God of War, he is also a person and a child of his parents.

It's a pity that he can't see his parents anymore, there are only two jars of ashes, which carry all his childhood dreams.

This should be a period of cause and effect, the cause of the past life, the effect of this life, no matter how great his supernatural powers are, he will not be able to recall his parents.

Everything, in the mountain village of the previous life, turned into the dust of history, buried in the years, and fixed forever.