Chapter 225 Back then
My father returned the tripod to Maoshan and gave the four-legged coffin to the Qin family.
This shows that he has no intention of offending Xuanmen, just like he was polite to Zen Master Heishui just now. At any time, it is not a wise move to fight against the entire Xuanmen.
The fact that Yansheng's coffin was sent to the Qin family means that although things have happened here, the engagement in the imperial mausoleum is far from over, and Qin Yuluo and I still need to be sent to the Immortal Tomb.
I don’t know exactly where the Immortal Tomb is, but it is an evil place where the living are not allowed to enter and the dead are not buried. It may be more dangerous than the underground world of Longjing Village.
If possible, I really don't want to go to that place, so my father's move made me feel a little uncomfortable.
It’s not that I am greedy for life and afraid of death. After experiencing so much, I am quite indifferent to life and death. But I really don’t want interests to be mixed with family ties, and I really don’t want to accept that I am just a pawn of the Zhao family.
I am really afraid that the reason why my father came to save me is because the Zhao family still needs me.
My father seemed to see through my thoughts. He just patted my head without saying anything.
He turned around and glanced at the five immortals. Soon they understood and released their evil aura at the same time.
My father gathered the energy of the five demons and condensed it into a talisman, which landed on the green mountain that protected the city.
After doing all this, he took me out of the underground world. With another sword sacrifice, the cracked place in the ground was filled with flat ground, and no difference could be seen at all.
He took me away from Longjing Village and stopped when we came to a deserted and quiet place.
He looked at me, his eyes gentle and apologetic.
I also looked at him. At this time, I was no longer the heavenly master with scriptures in mind, but just a young man who had just grown up.
I have my stubbornness. I look up at the sky and keep the tears from falling.
"Son, daddy is sorry for you, and even more sorry for your mother." My father said to me helplessly.
It was okay not to mention my mother. As soon as he brought it up, my mood became even more depressed. If he hadn't gone to some cave back then, my mother would not have been forced to death.
I finally couldn't help but ask him: "Why, why did you take the villagers to that cave? Was the tragedy that year really caused by my Zhao family? Where have you been these years? Why did you go with the demon clan? Together? "
He looked into the distance, seeming to be sorting out his thoughts, thinking about how to answer me.
After a moment of silence, his father spoke: "Those villagers were indeed brought there intentionally by me. Since the fall of the Qing Dynasty and the death of the old dragon in the Northeast, the last dragon in the world hidden in Snake Tou Mountain was the one our ancestor Zhao Dengtang deliberately saved. The earth dragon below. "
"To go to that place, I must borrow the souls of the native villagers to forcefully break the seal."
When I heard this, my heart suddenly became cold, even though I had already done so. I'm mentally prepared, but it's hard for me to accept.
Soon my father continued: "But those people did not die, and even received great blessings, but they could not be born again for some reasons."
I asked him with red eyes. : "Does our Zhao family have the right to dominate other people's lives? Even if they are not dead, how can we make up for the damage caused to their family? My mother also died because of this. So what place is it that you have to go to?"
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The father sighed and said: "That place is related to the Monster Clan. It was only because I went there that I was qualified to join the Monster Clan as a mortal. With my current status, this will become a very important move for our Zhao family in the future. ”
“As for the harm caused to those families, I can only Say sorry. To achieve great things, people must shed their blood and sacrifice, and sometimes it cannot be changed by mortal will. Back then, I tried my best to choose people with fragile fates. Even without that incident, they would not have a good future. . ”
I can understand the truth, but it’s hard for me to digest it for a while.
In a sense, what my father did was very similar to the Luban religion, he would do anything to achieve his goals.
I controlled my emotions and continued to ask: "Why do you want to join the Monster Clan and why do you need this card? What is the plot of our Zhao family to risk so many lives?"
Things have happened and I can't change them. I just want to know a reason now.
I hope this reason is as open and honest as possible, so that it can give me peace of mind. (End of this chapter)