Yes, they are all waiting for Chu Cheng to come home.
What about now? The wanderer has returned and his family is gone...
He was originally a person in two worlds, but now, he is really in two worlds, and only one person is left alone. Everyone has gone with him.
Once upon a time, there were people walking around here, practicing martial arts in the martial arts field. Occasionally there was the sound of swords and swords. Girls were laughing, or sitting by the pond washing clothes. Or watching the old man and Butler Liu sitting under the poplar tree playing chess.
There was a lady, in full view of everyone, pulling a middle-aged man's ear and arguing.
Chu Cheng opened his eyes, and the scenes were shattered like glass. There were only lonely and cold courtyards and dilapidated houses.
The warmth and beauty that once existed are no longer worthy of existence. The laughter has disappeared, leaving only a sigh.
He was very sad. Although he had direct contact with her for less than half a year, he still felt the warmth of home.
Although they are not Chu Cheng's real relatives, they still have the blood of their parents in their bodies. This is a constant love.
Sometimes, he also thinks, it would be nice if his family could live like this, but now...the family is gone.
He glanced at the night sky, moved his steps, and walked towards the kitchen.
Li Ying on the side didn't know what he was going to do, but she followed him anyway.
"Click." The wooden door was pushed open, and a layer of gray sand fell.
He walked into the kitchen and looked at the room. There was only some cured meat in it, and the original vegetables and fresh meat had long since rotted.
Chu Cheng walked to the rice vat, took out two ladles of rice, rinsed it with water, poured it into the pot, and cut a few slices of bacon.
Li Ying knew Chu Cheng's intention and took the initiative to light a wood fire. The wood ignited, illuminating the dark surroundings.
The fire got hotter and hotter, the water boiled, and the aroma of rice began to rise.
White smoke lingered around, Chu Cheng watched quietly, waiting for the rice to be cooked.
Before leaving, he wanted to taste home for the last time.
Then, go kill someone.
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It’s the new year’s day for the four seasons, and it’s the beginning of longevity. Kyoto is beautiful tonight, with thousands of lights on the streets and stars in the sky complementing each other, making the silver-white snow shine even brighter.
The sound of firecrackers sounded in the distance, and a red light rose from the ground and shot into the sky.
The fireworks were gorgeous and spread out in all directions like starlight, making it impossible to tell whether it was the light of the human world or the stars in the night sky.
The gurgling water was illuminated by the firelight. The melted snow dripped from the branches beside the stream, falling into the stream like light rain.
The splashing water splashed into the burning candles of the lanterns. Under the swaying, the red fire on the water surface was extremely bright.
Many boys and girls stood on the shore, looking at the lanterns they had set up, silently making wishes, or watching the fireworks with joy that day.
It’s spring again, and Junlan City is peaceful.
A young man in white stood on the shore, watching the people laughing and chatting with each other, watching the fireworks all over the city, watching the water flowing between the stream and the lanterns, and remained silent.
Nightlight and firelight reflected on Chu Cheng's face at the same time, illuminating the gloominess on his face.
Today is a good day, everyone is immersed in joy, only one person is in sadness.
Chu Cheng slowly raised his head and looked into the distance. Across a city wall, he could still see the palace emitting a soft light toward the night sky.
In the night wind, melodious music could be faintly heard, bells were ringing and chimes were ringing. Deep in the palace, singing and dancing were taking place.
Chu Cheng didn't understand why a faint king was still qualified to enjoy the peace and tranquility that can only be found in a peaceful and prosperous age. He didn't understand why there was such leisure when there were constant wars on the border, and why he was killing loyal ministers in succession!
There is no doubt that such a country will be destroyed by the enemy in a few years.
The people of Junlan City were immersed in this good night. The red stream reflected by the fire was gurgling. The water was very clear and you could clearly see the bottom of the stream.
Yes, the running water is very clear, so clear that it can be stained with a thick layer of blood.
Chu Cheng's consciousness was very wide, so wide that he could see a tall tower in the distance. The first thing that caught his eye was the sticky long hair, and then the lifeless faces.
That high tower is called Junlan Tower, and there are a bunch of heads piled on it. There are more than a thousand heads.
On the top, the highest place, there are three heads hanging. Those are Chu Cheng's grandfather and parents.
Although it is winter, under this month, those heads have already begun to rot.
Chu Cheng's heart felt like it had fallen into an abyss, shattered into pieces, and felt like it had been hit hard by a hammer weighing ten thousand pounds.
It was as if all the air had been sucked out of him and he fell into a vacuum, unable to breathe.
"Young Master?" Li Ying behind her saw that Chu Cheng's face turned pale, and she called out hurriedly.
This call woke Chu Cheng up, but his eyes were full of cruelty.
He walked up to Li Ying and said softly, then walked towards the crowd.
Flowering lanterns flowed in the clear stream, and suddenly a spring breeze came overnight, and the sound of rain sprinkled on the stream.
"Boom!" Immediately afterwards, something fell to the ground and rolled on the ground.
This is a human head, still laughing, with wide eyes, leaving behind the terror before death.
There was a short period of silence, the previous laughter was gone, and then screams broke out.
Some people were so frightened that they stopped moving, while some people ran as fast as they could to escape from here.
But, how could they escape?
As soon as the flying sword came out, wherever it went, heads fell to the ground one by one.
One, two, three... As many as died in Chu Mansion, as many as died here.
The fireworks continued to go off, spreading brilliantly and illuminating the dead blood.
This is spring after year, the beginning of a year, and the end of them.
A long line flew out, tied the heads together, and walked towards the palace.
Walking in the Huangguo Palace, stepping on the bluestones on the ground, I felt the chill that spread deep into my bones.
A pile of heads behind him left long traces as he walked along.
There are men and women here, old and young, all of whom were beheaded with a sword and died with their eyes open.
These people were not the murderers who caused the Chu family to be wiped out. However, Chu Cheng felt that it was a misfortune for these people to live in such a country.
So he killed them. Five of the eighteen cities of the Huang Kingdom had been slaughtered by Chu Cheng, and together with Junlan City, there were six cities.
Behind her, Li Ying carefully held the bodies of Chu Cheng's three family members. Looking at the heads on the ground, she felt that Chu Cheng had gone crazy.
Are you crazy? Yes, your family died because of him, and a loyal minister was wiped out like this...
And the people still took this tragedy as their after-dinner tea talk. In Chu Cheng's eyes, he should die.