Sorrow

There is a thousand miles between Lingjian Mountain and Xinshou Village, but Xi Zitang, who has wings on his back, only took a few hours to get there.

Xi Zitang, who pressed his head down, did not notice anything strange in Xinshou Village, nor did he realize that he had been taken back to his hometown by his wings.

At this moment, he was already 'sick', and he lay in the ruins of Chuiyun Mountain piled with rubble for more than half an hour before he recovered.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar scenery all around, I slapped my forehead in hindsight: "What's going on? Why am I back?"

Xi Zitang, who was like a Zhang Er monk, wanted to find the broken wings to vent his anger, but found that the wings had disappeared. Suddenly, his heart trembled inexplicably, and he walked towards the stone platform on the left front...

There is a slight golden luster shining in the cracks of the stone. You can't see it if you don't look carefully.

"Is there a treasure in this?" Xi Zitang began to throw stones.

"I'll wipe it!" The scene in front of him made Xizitang stunned for 0.3 seconds. This was so unreasonable!

Buried under the rocks, there was actually the golden hammer he had lost!

How can it be?

what happened?

A series of question marks popped up in his mind.

Jin Zhui'er seemed to be lying peacefully among the stones, with a faint golden light surrounding her, as if she was sleeping, or...

"Isn't it? Dead?" Xi Zitang called several times but she didn't respond. With slightly trembling hands, he went to check her breathing and was horrified to find that her body was illusory!

Shocked, Xi Zitang reached out to hug her, but he couldn't touch her body at all, but passed directly through her body...

Obviously Jin Zhui'er brought him here, and he also heard Jin Zhui'er's call before that. At first he thought it was an illusion, but now it seems that the situation is serious.

He didn't know what happened, but he already had an unknown premonition, but he was at a loss.

A chirping sound came from behind him, and it was a miniature Chongming bird hopping around with its little wings flashing.

"It would be great if you could talk!" Xi Zitang stared at the little guy and picked him up on his shoulders. There was no doubt that the wings behind his back were given by him. "You brought me here,

You can’t explain the situation, you’re making me very anxious!”

The Chongming Bird spread its wings and flew back. Xi Zitang hurriedly buried the golden hammer with stones again and chased the Chongming Bird all the way.

Chuiyun Mountain is not very far from Novice Village. He is very familiar with this road. He has doubts in his heart and no one can help him. He can only follow the bird and run forward...

When the Chongming Bird landed on a hill like a hill, he became numb.

It was a huge tomb, and on top of the tomb was a huge paper coin. The big stone pressing the paper coin was the hammer head of the Hammer of the God of War that had been with him for ten years!

What made him paralyzed instantly was the tombstone behind the tomb, which was about three meters high, with three large characters and a line of small characters engraved on it:

‘Unnamed Monument.

The people of Xinshou Village will be remembered forever.’

The Chongming bird landed on the tomb and kept pecking at the hammer head of the God of War's hammer with its beak.

After looking at Xi Zitang who was lying limply on the ground but had no reaction, it flew over and pecked his forehead, then flew back and pecked the hammer's head.

Why didn't Xi Zitang understand what Chongmingniao meant? It's just that he couldn't believe that the huge tomb and huge tombstone in front of him really existed...

Five hundred meters ahead was Novice Village, and he stood up and rushed over.

The pavilions and pavilions of the past have turned into ruins, and the beautiful mountains and rivers of the past have become a purgatory on earth...

The streets that used to be bustling with traffic are now deserted, and the usual kindness of mothers and filial piety has become an eternal memory.

Xinshou Village no longer has the peace and tranquility of the past. Instead, it is filled with devastation, lifelessness, and silent wailing and lamentation.

The corpses scattered all over the place have been discovered by Xi Hongshi's men. Since she doesn't know the names, all she can do is to erect an anonymous monument for the innocent people in this village...

Xi Zitang screamed and looked for someone to respond to him, but he was already hoarse and couldn't get any response, not even a dog barking or a cock crow...

"Mother!" Xi Zitang rushed into the house. The displays in the courtyard were staggered. There was no sign of damage in the house, but the figure of his mother was missing.

At this moment, Xi Zitang's head was blank and his vision was blurry.

What happened? How could the simple village of Novice suffer such a catastrophe? What kind of evil bastard attacked these respectable and amiable fellow villagers...

After being stunned for a long time, Xi Zitang walked out of the house step by step. He walked from house to house, stopping and bowing in front of every door. He had only one sentence: If you don't avenge this revenge, you will be a useless person.

He didn't find a single survivor, not even cattle, sheep, chickens or ducks...

Walking back to the nameless monument, he put the Chongming Bird on his shoulder, which was still pecking at the hammer head, picked up the hammer head and ran back to Chuiyun Mountain.
Chapter completed!