Chapter 185 The earth is big and there is no home

Zhao Xuan took advantage of the moonlight and the wind to come to Niujia Village. I don't know when it rained lightly. After slowly slowing down from mid-air, he walked to the alley of Niujia Village.

Walking on the familiar road, his mood also tightened. The tragic scene of the fire about half a month ago is still vivid, as if it happened yesterday. At this time, Niujia Village was full of ruins and broken walls, as if they had become ruins. The beams and wood that were burned black, the carbonized tables and chairs, and an inverted blessing character pasted in front of a villager's door have also been burned, leaving only a small field floating gently in the wind and rain.

The light rain in the sky flutters down, but it seems that the air can also be asked about the burning smell after the fire. Zhao Xuan stood in the middle of the alley and felt quietly that everything here had been sealed up since the fire. The miserable atmosphere has always permeated this small mountain village, and I have been unwilling to leave for a long time.

Zhao Xuan walked forward step by step, and his eyes passed through a tragic scene. Originally, he thought that he was psychologically prepared enough to deal with all this, but when he stepped into the village again, the grief and fear in his heart came like the tide, which made people a little breathless.

The more he went inside, the more entangled his heart became. Soon, he came to the room where Aunt Hua was born, the home where he grew up.

The house in front of me has collapsed into ruins, and only the thatched grass on the roof is still fluttering gently in the wind. It seems that I want to leave this sad place quickly. However, the weather is not beautiful and it rained again, and abruptly pressed them on the hut.

Looking at it, Zhao Xuan actually shed tears, and tears fell silently on his cheeks and fell on the devastated ground one by one. Then, after taking a deep look at the hut, he quickly flew into the air and went to another place.

In the night, the light rain slowly turned into heavy rain. Originally, the sunny and windless weather changed, but it was still very hot just now, but at this time, a strong wind had blown, and the raindrops were beaten when they saw people. After a while, Zhao Xuan's face had been thrown out of the rain and turned red. But he didn't feel anything, not only did he not slow down, but also speed up the way.

In a short time, he came to a small hillside outside the village. Strangely, the wind and rain stopped when they came here, and the whole hillside looked quiet.

"Madam, I came to see you." Although his heart had been as painful as a knife, Zhao Xuan still tried to open his mouth to show a smile. He knows that the aunt likes to see herself happy. Only when she is happy can the aunt feel at ease. Therefore, no matter how much pain there is in his heart, he knows in his heart that when he comes to this hillside, he can't cry and can only laugh.

Slowly fell down, and Zhao Xuan looked at his right palm. When his eyes passed, an orange firelight appeared on the palm of his hand. With his current cultivation, he no longer needs to resist the true qi or recite the formula to cast spells, and it is precisely the idea that what he thinks in his mind can be immediately reflected by his limbs.

The orange fire lit up a few meters around, and Zhao Xuan walked forward step by step.

After turning on the hillside for a long time, she finally came to a grave, and Aunt Hua was lying there at this time.

Feng'er gently brushed Zhao Xuan's face. He looked at the grave, and then bent his feet and knelt down.

"Madam, Xuan'er came to see you. Is there anything you're not used to lying in?" His voice was soft, and although he said to the grave, only he could hear it.

As soon as the words were spoken, the breeze that blew by was also taken away. Naturally, no one answered.

"Xuan'er is unfilial. You have left in a hurry before she can serve you..." Zhao Xuan knelt down and moved to the grave step by step, leaned his head on it and said a lot of words.

Then, he slowly took out a delicate sachet from his pocket, "Madam, this is what you left me. Xuaner wants to know what this thing has to do with me?" Zhao Xuan once imagined that this exquisite sachet would have something to do with his background? Maybe you can follow this clue and find your parents.

There is still only a breeze, but no one has answered. Although Zhao Xuan knew that the dead could not speak, and there was no endless silence after he asked, he was still a little sad.

"Can't I find my parents all my life? Now the only aunt who loves me has also left, leaving me alone, alone..." Zhao Xuan looked at the eyes in front of him and became confused. He held the sachet tightly in his hand and kept repeating the following sentence.

From childhood to age, he was laughed at as a child who jumped out of a stone and had no parents. Although he knew that it was impossible, after a long time, he subconsciously began to think that he really jumped out of the stone. It was not until Aunt Hua brought endless confusion to his sachet at the last minute, that he began to associate everything with everything, and even regarded the man and woman who often appeared in his sleep as his parents. For the first time, Zhao Xuan's desire to find his biological parents was so strong.

But at this time, except for the quietness of the night, no one in the world can answer him.

The figure half knelt in front of the grave, so quiet and silent...

Qin Ziang just came out of the secret room and saw Xiaodie at a glance. He frowned and asked, "Why are you here?" At the same time, he tied the opening of his robe with his fingers. After a rain in Wushan, Qin Zi'ang's face was full of spring breeze.

Xiaodie looked a little nervous when he asked him, "Young Master, I'm here to see what you want to order?" Since there is nothing to do, Xiaodie will leave first.

"Wait." Qin Ziang stopped her.

Xiaodie turned around and said, "Do you have any instructions?" At this time, her palm has oozed sweat due to excessive tension. Every time she faces this man, her heartbeat can't help but accelerate.

Qin Ziang slowly came over and stood in front of Xiaodie, looking at her like this. He looked a little strange, which made Xiaodie feel uncomfortable but dare not speak. He could only lower his head as much as possible to avoid contact with his strict but charming eyes.

"What did you just hear?"

The low male voice sounded in his ear, but Xiaodie didn't seem to hear it.

"What did you just hear?" Qin Ziang's eyes flashed with displeasure and asked again, and his tone intensified a little.

This time, Xiaodie heard it clearly. She was stunned, and when she reacted, her inner nervousness became a little more.

"I, I didn't hear anything." Every time she said a word, she seemed to use her whole strength.

"Oh, really?" Qin Ziang took a step closer to Xiaodie, and a trace of joking flashed in his eyes.

Such close contact really makes Xiaodie feel extremely uncomfortable. She took a small step back, and her head was still very low. After a long time, she blushed and said, "Really, really. Xiaodie didn't hear anything.

As soon as he said the words, Qin Ziang laughed and said, "What if I hear it? Don't women have to go through this all their lives? Are you going to not marry Xiaodie for the rest of your life? While speaking, he took a big step forward.

A few words made Xiaodie blush and hot, but she didn't dare to look up. But his heart seemed to have been hit by a huge stone, with indescribable mixed feelings. Is the man in front of him still the boy who was really rotten that day before? Why is there such a big difference now? The dirty words in his mouth are really difficult to associate him with that handsome face.

"Master Shaogu, Xiaodie took a step first."

As soon as she turned around and wanted to leave, a broad palm came from behind her, and then pulled her, and her whole body was pulled into Qin Ziang's arms.

"Lord Shaogu, you..." Xiaodie's eyes widened with shock. At this time, her cheeks looked like a ripe red apple in autumn, which was seductive.

"You are so beautiful that I didn't notice it before?"

Qin Ziang blew a light wind from his mouth, which made the little butterfly blush and hot, and his heart beat to one hundred and eight. She never thought that Shao Valley Lord, who usually looks serious, would be so unrestrained at this moment.

"Don't do this, Shaoguzhu, you hurt Xiaodie." Xiaodie struggled to push him away, but the palm that stopped her waist did not relax because of this, but tightened it.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps in front of him, and Qin Ziang let go of his hand. After getting rid of the clamping, the little butterfly quickly retreated aside.

The man is a red-dressed believer, looking in a hurry, as if there is something important to report.

"Master Shaogu, the beast is coming."

"Oh? He came so soon that the old man was really anxious. That's it! You ask him to wait for a moment and say I'll be there later. Remember, you have to serve well. Qin Ziang ordered.

"Yes, I understand." The Red Cross answered and left in a hurry.

Qin Ziang turned his head and looked at the little butterfly standing in the corner with his head down, with a joking smile at the corners of his mouth, "Are you so nervous? Don't be afraid, I won't touch your hair. After saying that, he turned his head and looked into the secret room and said, "Take a good look at the ** woman. If she wakes up for life after a while, you must stop her. Otherwise, if she has any mistakes, I will only ask you. After saying that, no matter what Xiaodie reacted, she stepped out of the channel.