Chapter 771 Don’t follow my old path [Additional update for leader Song Xiaozao]
The next moment, Fang Che found himself walking on the ridge of the field.
The Sun Wutian in front of him had changed into coarse clothes. There was still grass and mud under his feet, but he had a dry tobacco pole in his hand.
Turn around and pass through the woods, and the small village that I have seen before appears again in front of you, quietly smoking.
It’s still the naughty boys playing and chasing each other.
Crowing of chickens and barking of dogs is a breath of life.
The old man whom I had met once before was still smoking a cigarette at the door.
When he saw Sun Wutian, he immediately stood up humbly, hunched over the medicine, and said with the flattery of an old farmer, "Is the master coming back from the uphill slope? Do you want to come in and have a bowl of water?"
Sun Wutian stopped as usual, smiled and said the few words that Fang Che had already heard to the old Wangtou.
Then they separated with laughter and curses.
But this time, when he got here, Fang Che's heart suddenly shook.
Because from here on, something is different.
When Sun Wutian laughed and cursed: "This old man is not ashamed!"
When he was about to leave...
The old Wangtou suddenly laughed and looked at Sun Wutian Fang Che, who was behind him, said, "This must be the eldest son of the master's family. He's already so old. He's grown up so fast and so handsome."
Fang Che was shocked.
The eyes almost bulge out of their sockets.
He has entered this field once, and the last time, the old Wangtou did not see him at all.
It was as if he was a human being and Fang Che himself was a ghost of nothingness.
But this time, he actually looked at himself and spoke.
This section never happened last time.
Fang Che knows one thing: once this kind of field is finalized, especially the characters who appear in it, there will be no change!
Even if he followed Sun Wutian in ten thousand times, this old man could only say the same words that he had heard ten thousand times!
That’s what it should be!
But now, the old man actually said something different, and the plot developed automatically.
Added follow-up!
There is only one possibility!
This field...has evolved!
Fang Che was shocked and looked at the old man in disbelief.
Sun Wutian seemed to be used to it, tapping the soles of his shoes with a dry tobacco pole, and said in an old voice with a little regret: "Okay, let's take him out to see his own land this time, so that the child will not be like this When I grow up, I just want to dance with guns and sticks, and I still don’t know where my roots are.”
Fang Che's heart stirred: This sentence... is he talking about Sun Wutian, a young master from a landlord's family who only knew how to practice kung fu and learn martial arts?
I saw Lao Wangtou nodding his head again and again, and said happily: "It should be, it should be."
Watching Sun Wutian and Fang Che walking far away, Lao Wangtou was still pleased: "The young master's family is It seems that he is a kind person. From now on, we people in Sunjiazhuang will be really blessed. Generation after generation, we have benefited from the glory of the master's family... These days, there is a lot of progress and success. "
All the way. Walking in, greeting everyone along the way, and sure enough, there are changes.
Everyone who greets you will say: "The eldest young master is back too. He is getting more and more handsome."
"You are really the same, master. The eldest young master is still young. Go to the fields." What are you doing? "
"..."
Entering the big house, the servants came up to serve him, and they even cleaned the soil under Fang Che's feet.
Fang Che felt numb.
When did Sun Wutian make such great progress?
Although Fang Che has not been exposed to such a profound realm in the field, he also knows how huge Sun Wutian's progress has been this time.
Is his Hattian Daoji really destroyed?
Is it restored again?
Or is there a breakthrough in other aspects?
"Do you feel the difference?"
Finally arriving in the main room, where the two of them talked last time, Sun Wutian smiled casually and asked.
“A huge difference!”
Fang Chedao: “Congratulations to the founder for making a breakthrough.”
“Breakthrough... haha.”
Sun Wutian He shook his head lightly and said: "There is no breakthrough in martial arts, and my cultivation is still the same as before, but my state of mind has changed slightly."
He didn't explain why he had this change, and Fang Che didn't dare to ask.
A long time.
“You let the people of the Murong family go.”
Sun Wutian said: “I put them in front of the gate of the Donghuzhou Guard Hall.”
“ If you throw it down, you may get a few injuries, but you won’t die.”
Fang Che was silent, not knowing what to say.
"If you had killed them, I would not have asked you to come in to talk."
Sun Wutian said lightly: "But you let them go."
Fang Che My heart was shocked: It is indeed so.
He didn't know how to reply, so he had to remain silent. When he really felt that he had to speak, he answered: "Yes."
Sun Wutian sat cross-legged on a chair, tilting his head, looking thoughtful and puzzled.
"The Murong family did such a thing, and you still let their descendants go. Why didn't my family encounter such a good thing in the first place?"
He murmured in confusion. He muttered to himself: "Even a pure-blooded devil like you can let those people go. Are the people who attacked my family less humane than pure-blooded devils like you?"
Fang A black line all over. This time, I really don’t know how to answer.
He really wanted to answer: Why are you talking about others? Have you forgotten about the fatal flying knife? Have you ever let go of any of your family members who are dying to throw a knife?
How can I have the dignity to say that I am a purebred devil?
Besides, I’m really not a purebred devil!
Sun Wutian turned to him and asked: "Why did you let go of those people from the Murong family?"
Fang Che wanted to say that they were just children.
But after thinking about it, he said: "It's your arrangement, Patriarch."
"My arrangement?" Sun Wutian frowned.
"Yes."
Fang Che said: "If the Patriarch had put these children together with Murong Qingyu and others, then I would have killed them together. There would be no What hesitation. However, after I interrogated Murong Qingyu and others and killed them with a knife, my murderous intention was gone and my murderous intention was exhausted."
"Because at that time. I think that is the last member of the Murong family.”
“So, when the founder suddenly told me that his family was not dead yet, and he let me see the remaining children, I There is no longer any intention to kill. If it is stopped, it will be stopped. "
What Fang Che said is reasonable.
And the truth is close to that.
Sun Wutian thought about it and felt that it made sense.
“Yes, it’s interrupted. When emotions are interrupted, it’s difficult to connect...Oh, that’s it.”
Sun Wutian sighed: "At that time, if that person's emotions were interrupted for a while..."
Fang Che: When you killed Jueming Feidao's family, why were your emotions not interrupted?
"But you let these people go...hehe..."
Sun Wutian suddenly smiled strangely and looked at Fang Che with some sympathy: "Boy, in the future... Either your heart is colder, or your heart is even colder... But don't follow my old path..."
Sun Wutian's old path?
Fang Che was stunned for a moment.
Immediately he understood and said: "Master, even if I can walk your old path, I am still willing to achieve your achievements."
Sun Wutian smiled coldly: "But you don't Do you know that I would rather not have the achievements I have now, but I would rather go through the path of the past again?"
Fang Che was silent.
“Hey...”
Sun Wutian was silent for a long time, looking at the familiar furnishings in the room. It was the familiarity that had been lingering in his mind for thousands of years.
Caressing a chair that had been covered in starch, he said softly: "Fang Che, although you used this excuse to frustrate me, you can't hide the kindness in your heart."
Fang Che was silent for a moment and said: "That is necessary. When a disciple works for the Guardian, his heart must be full of good. Evil thoughts will be noticed by others."
"It's okay. "
Sun Wutian looked a little lonely and said: "You have to pay attention, your kind thoughts may be your biggest obstacle in the future!"
"Once there is a conflict, I'm afraid... everyone will be at a loss."
Fang Che frowned and asked: "Grandmaster, how to avoid it?"
Sun Wutian showed a weird smile: "Maybe, toughen up. You can avoid it by walking on without looking back."
Fang Che fell into silence.
Sun Wutian sighed softly.
Looking at Fang Che, he really had a clear feeling that he was seeing himself back then.
Especially the incident that Fang Che just encountered made Sun Wutian feel the same.
Fang Che had done great service for the Guardian and came back to face separation and death; but back then, he had been a heroic hero and had come back to find that his entire family had been wiped out.
How similar? !
"It turns out that there is really reincarnation in this world, and all the filth, vileness, despicability and filthiness... have been so ugly since ancient times!"
Sun Wutian murmured: " After seeing through the essence of this world, you will find that the essence is ugly."
This point, Fang Che admitted: "Yes, the essence of the world is indeed ugly, messy, and useless. The preface is dark and unreasonable!”
But he added in his heart: Because of this, we must try our best to make this world as beautiful, peaceful, lovely, kind and peaceful as possible. Be bright!
That is our greatest achievement!
Let the filth disappear, let the demons be crushed, and let there always be hope in this world.
It may be difficult, or it may never be possible.
But if because of these, you can become disheartened and become a member of the devil; to praise the ugly and target the good, then... what is the meaning of being born in this world?
Because this is the way this world is.
If you are more ugly than you are dirty, so what?
Sun Wutian then took Fang Che and wandered aimlessly in Zhuangzi, walking in front with his hands hunched over his waist.
Even Fang Che could clearly feel that he had no purpose.
After a long time, I walked out of Zhuangzi.
Sun Wutian sighed deeply.
Shaked his head and sighed: "I'm really old... Recently, my nostalgia has become more and more intense."
Fang Che was silent.
Is it really because of old age?
Isn’t it because of the hand-created prosperity of Baiwuzhou in Tiandu City?
But Sun Wutian’s sigh obviously ended here.
His back slowly straightened up, and his eyes turned cold and sharp.
The warm village and the curling smoke suddenly became as far away from the field as if they were in the horizon.
A majestic momentum appeared again.
(End of this chapter)