Chapter 99 Unfilial and Great Rebellion, Heaven and Man Kill Together
Everything is waking up, and the sky is filled with morning glow.
Fallen leaves return to their roots, letting the autumn wind.
In the early morning, which should have been full of vitality, Anquan Village was completely lifeless. Even the birds and animals were intimidated and stayed away.
Soldiers wearing armor and holding spears were on three levels inside and three outside, surrounding the village.
In the village, "Dan Lu" with his hands and feet bound and his mouth gagged was kneeling on the ground, looking terrified and trembling.
"Uh! Uh-huh!"
An embarrassed middle-aged man tried to shout out, but what greeted him was a slap from a ninth-level martial artist.
"Snapped!"
The man's face was swollen from being slapped, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"Quiet down, I!" The ninth-grade martial artist drew the scimitar from his waist with an angry look.
"Whoever is dishonest again, I will send him to see the King of Hell now!"
Everyone closed their eyes in despair, but their bodies still couldn't stop trembling.
In fact, most of these people have nothing to do with innocence, because they have similar experiences to the idiots in Shangfeng Village. For some of their own desires, they became alchemy furnaces under the inducement of Tiandao Temple.
Under the great epidemic, this method can be said to be tried and tested...
Although Tiandao Temple is the initiator, ignorant desire is the original sin.
In a small cabin on the other side of the village.
Murong Wanfeng, who looked haggard, sat at the table. His originally clear and lively eyes had completely lost their color. What sat here now looked like a soulless body.
"Miss, let's have some..."
The personal maid handed the white porridge to Murong Wanfeng's mouth, but the latter remained motionless.
Seeing that Murong Wanfeng still refused to eat, the maid had to put down the porridge, then put some water on her fingers, and wet Murong Wanfeng's chapped and white lips little by little.
"Squeak."
The closed door was pushed open, and the sunlight streamed in, but it was a pity that the light did not allow people to feel a trace of warmth.
"You go out." Murong Yue said.
"Yes." The maid nodded and exited the door.
After a long silence, Murong Yue said: "Wan'er, you haven't eaten for three days. If this continues, your body will not be able to withstand it."
"..." Murong Wanfeng still had no expression on his face and sat motionless.
Seeing this, Murong Yue let out a long sigh, sat down on the other side of the table, and said, "If you don't want to, my father won't force you."
Murong Wanfeng responded numbly: "No, I do."
Murong Yue looked at his daughter. Although his cloudy eyes were full of reluctance and distress, he still spoke:
"As a father, I understand that this matter is very unfair to you, but if you don't have your mother, where will you come from?"
"There is a saying that filial piety comes first among all good deeds, and heaven and earth are most merciful. However, unfilial piety is a great treason, and heaven and earth will not forgive you, and both heaven and man will kill you."
"Father, I hope you can understand..."
Murong Wanfeng: "I understand."
Murong Yue suddenly smiled, as if he was laughing at himself.
"Three years, your mother has been in a coma for three full years. In these three years, I have searched for famous doctors, tried every means, and prayed to countless people as the county governor, but in the end, I can't cure your mother's strangeness.
sick."
"In the past three years, your mother's body has become necrotic and her soul has collapsed. It is really a last resort to seek help from Master Wuwei of Tiandao Temple."
"Now the real person has refined the elixir, which can solve the problem of your mother's physical body, but the soul..." Murong Yue raised his eyes and looked at Murong Wanfeng, unable to continue.
After another long silence, Murong Yue said: "Today Master Wuwei will reach the third level. As long as Master Wuwei reaches the third level, he can save your mother."
"That's all. Since you don't want to talk to my father, I won't bother you anymore."
"But as a father, I will keep my word. As long as you don't want to, as long as you personally say that you don't want to save your mother, I will definitely not force you to do so."
Just when Murong Yue stood up and was about to leave, Murong Wanfeng suddenly asked: "Dad...where is Uncle Baili?..."
"He was seriously injured and is still recovering in the mansion. Don't worry, he is fine." Murong Yue said.
Murong Wanfeng tapped his snow-white chin, and then asked: "What do those people outside do?"
"You mean those kneeling people?"
Murong Yue smiled and said: "Those are prisoners who have committed capital crimes, and many of them are demons from Honglian. They will be needed when Wuwei Zhenren attacks the third level. Although this matter is a bit cruel, these people who have committed heinous crimes will die."
It’s not a pity.”
Murong Wanfeng nodded numbly.
Although she could not perceive the Qi flow between heaven and earth, she still knew something about cultivation.
The higher the level, the more emotional desires need to be abandoned. It is not uncommon to use death row prisoners to complete certain conditions.
So Murong Wanfeng didn't think too much about this matter.
And for a dying person, these things don't seem to be important.
"Is there anything else you want to talk to your father about?" Murong Yue forced out a smile, trying his best to look as kind and kind as possible.
Murong Wanfeng's long eyelashes fluttered, and then he spoke in a very soft voice.
"I...I want to see him..."
"He? Who? Jiang Wuji?" Murong Yue said with a bitter smile.
"Wan'er, you are still young, and it is inevitable to have misunderstandings or longings about some things. But in the final analysis, Jiang Wuji just saved you, and your good impression of him is only because of this kindness and your current relationship.
There is a difference in the love between children."
"Really..." Murong Wanfeng lowered his eyes slightly and murmured instead of refuting.
"Then the daughter may...not be able to understand what a child's love is..."
Murong Yue: "You..."
Murong Wanfeng: "But why do I want to see him at this time?"
"Even if I take another look at him before I die, even if it's just from a distance..."
Murong Yue stretched out his hand and gently stroked Murong Wanfeng's hair, and said, "I can't see you anymore, he's gone."
"Go...go?..."
"Well, didn't you copy what he said that night? An adult from Fengtian Division is interested in him, and Li Changfeng has taken him to the capital."
Murong Yue sighed: "Jiang Wuji's ambition makes even his father, a county guard, feel ashamed. If he goes to Fengtiansi and is favored by the adults, he will surely be a high-ranking official with a generous salary and a smooth career, and he will have a worry-free life."
Murong Wanfeng: "A life without worries...it's good, it's good..."
"Okay Wan'er, don't think too much, you should eat something."
Murong Yue came back and said: "The real person's impact on the third level will not be completed in a short time. You must not fall down before that. After all, whether your mother can wake up or not depends on you."
"Um……"
Murong Wanfeng's expression seemed to have darkened a lot, as if his last thoughts had disappeared...
At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside.
"What's wrong?" Murong Wanfeng asked.
"Don't panic, let's go out and take a look for my father." Murong Yue frowned and was about to go out when suddenly there was a loud "bang"!
The closed wooden door instantly turned into dust!
Light shines in from the outside, outlining the outline of a familiar figure.