The 2148th Chapter Dreams of Returning to the Hometown

Chapter 2148 dream back to hometown

At night, Ye Chen came out of the ancient tomb, reflecting the moonlight, and returned to Zhuxian Town. The old man in the blood robe was too cruel.

When I walked through the city gate, all I saw was desolate, too many people hung up white silk, too many orphans and widowed mothers, wearing sackcloth and filial piety, kneeling in front of their own door, throwing paper money into the brazier, choking and weeping. , resounded all over the town, the dark night, destined to be accompanied by tears.

Ye Chen sighed in his heart, and there was an inexplicable guilt. If he had thought of using the power of blood earlier, these people might not have to die.

"Master Ye is back." While walking, someone shouted.

When the people of Zhuxian Town heard this, they all gathered together, without saying a word, they threw themselves to the ground, and shouted for help. If it wasn't for Ye Chen today, they would not have escaped death. , This hero is the real savior.

Ye Chen didn't say a word, he only used his gentle strength to lift up the people, walked quietly to the small garden, and said that he was the savior, and even himself thought it was ridiculous. When it comes to murder, he is better than the blood-robed old man. Kill more.

In this world, there is no savior, there are only... cruel laws.

Ling Feng and others also came. They didn't come forward, but watched Ye Chen silently. From Ye Chen's bleak back, they seemed to see a corner of the Xiu world, full of killing, covered with blood and bones, the gods in the eyes of the world , ever had compassion for all beings.

Under everyone's attention, Ye Chen's figure gradually drifted away.

In the alley, Ye Chen wearily pushed open the gate of the garden, and saw the demon, sitting in front of the stone table, drinking quietly, ignoring his return.

"You should have heard my call." Ye Chen walked slowly, his words were flat.

"Listen clearly." The demon held the wine glass and sipped the fine wine.

"When Tiansha Lone Star was born, you still took pity on the people and rained down Lingtian Xianyu.

"Are you questioning the god?"

"How dare you." Ye Chen laughed at himself and sat under the old tree.

"The dignified and ancient sacred body, you are also a person who walked on the mountain of corpses, when did you become so sentimental." The demon turned his back to Ye Chen, and spoke slowly, "In the daytime, I am in Zhuxian Town, you will not save me. Scorpio Lone Star, this god will also save her, but only save her, the life and death of mortals,

What's wrong with me, your sighs and guilt are not compassion, but resentment and resentment against the law. You want to change, but unfortunately, you can't do anything about it. "

"You have something to say." Ye Chen said lightly.

"You're a smart person. Since you can understand, why pretend to be deaf and dumb." The demon filled another glass, put it in front of his nose, and gently sniffed the aroma of the wine. From beginning to end, he didn't turn around.

Ye Chen was silent, buried his head and lowered his eyes. He should understand that this is still a test. He is testing his state of mind. The reason for pity is that he is not cold enough, and his disgust for cruel laws is because he is powerless. Performance, no matter what the emperor of Chu is, no matter what the emperor is, it is hard to match the mighty heaven and earth.

I don't know when, he got up, went back to the room, covered his head and fell asleep.

In the garden, the demon was still there, quietly drinking fine wine, and under the bright moon, she whispered softly, "Fuxi, you are too harsh on him."

With a sigh, only wine glasses were left on the table, and there were no demons on the table.

The night is not quiet, the mourning and crying are still there, and the loss of a loved one is destined to be sleepless.

With tears, the dark night gradually faded away.

In the early morning, Zhuxian Town is not as prosperous as it used to be. Too many people have funerals, and paper money is sprinkled all over the streets.

In front of the fortune-telling table, Ye Chen sat quietly, without saying a word, without joy or sorrow.

Today, no one is destined to come to divination, and they are all immersed in pain.

"All the money and money I've saved over the years have been distributed to the poor. This...isn't it considered an accumulation of virtue?" The first person to come today was Shangguan Jiu. He never paid for drinks. It was rare for him to be generous. A martial arts expert, He is also a mortal who believes in good deeds.

"Drink less flower wine a few times, and everything will be there." Yang Xuan pouted.

"It's as if you didn't go."

"Every time I pay for it, you have the courage to say it."

"On the sad day, the two of you can have snacks." Ling Feng said leisurely.

As soon as these words came out, both of them stopped.

Mourning, can you not be mourning? They are all Jianghu people who licked blood with the tip of a knife. For the first time, they felt that someone died... To be so sad, perhaps, they really regarded this place as home.

Not long after, Mr. Yang Ge also came, holding little Yang Lan.

The family of three is indescribable how grateful they are to Ye Chen. Compared with other people in the town, they are considered lucky. At the critical moment, they were rescued by the martial arts myth.

January passed quietly, and this mortal town gradually returned to normal.

Another night, Ye Chen slept peacefully.

Tonight, the sky is full of stars, and occasionally a ray of starlight, through the window, slants on Ye Chen's face, causing his eyebrows to wrinkle slightly, as if he had a terrible nightmare.

When he opened his eyes again, there were clouds and mists in front of him, and the white mist gradually dissipated, and a great mountain and river came into his eyes. This is Da Chu, his hometown.

"Dream back to Da Chu." Ye Chen was so excited, stepping on nothingness, he went straight to Hengyuezong.

The Great Chu in the night is peaceful and quiet, and the Jade Girl Peak in the night is still so beautiful.

When Ye Chen arrived, all the girls were there, embroidered embroidery, watering flowers, such as Xiyan and Luo Xi, all holding their chins in their hands, looking up at the starry sky.

Aside from them, it was a little guy who was not sleepy at all. He was staggering, chasing Hua Die on the grass, sometimes calling his mother, sometimes giggling.

That was Xiao Ye Fan, still two or three years old. The so-called memory also stayed in childhood. When he was young, he was quite sensible. In the dead of night, he would lie in front of the window and look outside, waiting for his mother. return.

Ye Chen laughed and cried. It has been seventy-six years since he left, and he never wanted to come back. In the form of a dream, he could see his relatives, but his relatives could not see him.

"Daddy." When Ye Chen looked at him, he suddenly heard Xiao Ye Fan's call, the little guy was very excited, stepped on small steps, and ran to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen was stunned, can the little guy see me?

The girls were also stunned for a moment, and they all turned their eyes to the side, thinking that it was Ye Chen who came back, but they couldn't see anything.

While talking, Xiao Ye Fan had already run to Ye Chen's feet, raised his little head, stretched out his little hands, and said in a milky voice, "Daddy hugs."

"Can you really see it?" Ye Chen opened his mouth, and the whole person was stunned.

You must know that he is in a dream now, and Ye Fan is in reality. It stands to reason that Ye Fan can't see him, which is against the law of truth and illusion.

"Daddy hugs." The little guy was still begging, interrupting Ye Chen's thoughts.

Ye Chen's nose was sour when he heard it, and he squatted down subconsciously. After calculating, he has not hugged Ye Fan for seventy-six years, and he is not a competent father.

Of course, he was a dreamer after all, and he couldn't touch Ye Fan, nor could he hold him in his arms.

The little guy cried, with tears in his eyes.

The girls came over, Chu Xuan was the fastest, hugged Xiao Ye Fan, Chu Ling held the handkerchief, wiped his tears for him, and said with a gentle smile, "Fan'er is good."

Xiyan and the others also squatted down, took dolls each, and coaxed the little guy, thinking that he missed his parents too much.

Xiao Ye Fan was also sensible, but he stopped crying and looked at Ye Chen eagerly.

The girls frowned slightly, and when they really got to Ye Fan, they felt a familiar atmosphere, as if someone was watching them.

"Dream back to eternity." Chu Xuan'er muttered to herself.

"Ye Chen, is that you?" Chu Linger said hurriedly, staring right in front of her. Although she couldn't see it, she felt it, and it seemed that she knew that dreams could go back to eternity and could connect dreams and reality.

"It's me." Ye Chen smiled with tears, but they were not destined to hear.

The night gradually deepened.

Xiao Ye Fan fell asleep and was carried back to the room.

And the girls are sleepless.

Before Ye Chen left, his illusory body floated there, watching quietly. This time, the dream seemed to be very long, and he had to watch it until it was over.

Suddenly, a hint of autumn wind blew, carrying the fragrance of women.

In front of the window of Ye Fan's room, there is an illusory woman in illusion, reflecting the moonlight, bright and flawless, and beautiful like a dream. If you look carefully, it is Ji Ningshuang. She looks at Ye Fan who is sleeping, and then she looks back and sees Ye Chen Yanran. smile.