In the small, old room, the aroma of delicious food could be heard. My aunt walked to the table with a plate of hot dishes and shouted loudly:
"Ajin, it's time to eat!"
On the balcony, Yang Jin stood there alone, his eyes falling in the distance, not knowing what he was looking at.
When her aunt saw that Yang Jin didn't respond, she wiped her hands on her apron and walked to the balcony while muttering, "You kid, I'm asking you to eat!"
Only then did Yang Jin come to his senses, "I got it, Mom."
He walked to the table, looked at the food on the table, and pursed his lips.
"Little Hei has gone to play somewhere and hasn't come back yet. The thunder outside is so loud, there should be a heavy rain soon, right?" Auntie babbled as she sat down and saw that Yang Jin was still there.
Standing aside in a daze, he asked doubtfully:
"Eat, what are you doing here in a daze? What's wrong with you today? You've been absent-minded."
"No...it's nothing." Yang Jin sat down slowly, picked up the chopsticks next to him, and picked up a chopstick of food...
Passed it to aunt's bowl.
"Mom, eat more."
My aunt was stunned and said, "I'm eating. You can eat more."
Yang Jin nodded, lowered his head and started eating silently.
The roar of thunder came from the window, crisscrossing lightning flashed across the sky, and faint golden light spots slowly rose from the horizon.
"What's going on with the weather today?" my aunt said while eating. "It thundered and there was an earthquake. Most of the day passed, and there was no sunshine at all."
I don’t know when the clothes hanging on the balcony will be dry. I have to wear them to work in the factory tonight... By the way, you can only cook the meal tonight. Mom is working the night shift today and won’t be able to come back."
Yang Jin hummed, and after a moment of silence, he spoke again:
"mom."
"Um?"
"You have worked hard to support me and my brother for more than ten years and have lived a lifetime of hardship...do you regret it?"
When my aunt heard this, she was stunned for a moment, then laughed and scolded: "What nonsense are you talking about? It's too late for Mom to be happy to have such sensible children as you and your brother!"
Besides, what's wrong with the hard life? Mom has been living in hard times since she was a child. If you ask her to live in those big houses now, she won't be used to it."
Auntie raised her head, looked around, looked at this small but familiar home, and smiled.
"It's still safe to live at home."
Yang Jin looked at the smile on his aunt's face and was slightly startled, then a smile appeared on the young man's face.
"Then... from now on, when everything is over and when brother comes back, we should go back to this old house and live together, okay?"
"Mom, I think so." Aunt smiled and shook her head, "But, you and your brother are both looking for wives, how can you continue to live in a place like this with an old woman like me? As long as you come back to visit often, Mom
I'm very happy."
After she finished speaking, her aunt looked at her fingertips and was suddenly startled.
Golden light spots were escaping from her fingertips.
She stared at this scene blankly, "What, what is going on?"
Yang Jin's lips trembled slightly, his face was pale, he tried hard to maintain the smile on his face, and said softly to his aunt:
"Mom, don't be afraid...everything will be fine."
The aunt looked carefully at these light spots, which spread from her fingertips to her palms, and the doubts in her eyes became thicker.
"Ajin, is mom...going to leave?"
Yang Jin opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything. He could only silently clench his hands and slowly lower his head...
A hand gently lifted his head.
There seemed to be something more in her aunt's eyes. The dust-laden memories were opened, and she knew her own destiny. She gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Yang Jin's eyes, and a smile appeared on her weather-beaten face.
"Ajin, it's time for mom to go."
Yang Jin couldn't control it anymore, tears flowed from his eyes uncontrollably. He stood up, hugged his mother, and said with choked sobs:
"Mom, Mom...I'm sorry, I'm really sorry...
Ten years ago, we were still in reincarnation and failed to catch up with all this. We failed to stand in front of you and prevent this tragedy from happening...
We were the ones who couldn't save these millions of lives...and we couldn't save you either.
sorry……"
The aunt hugged Yang Jin in a daze, with doubts in her eyes.
"Ajin, you are..."
Yang Jin raised his head and looked into his aunt's eyes. A faint charm flashed in his red eyes.
The aunt murmured to herself: "I see... you are actually... I can have such a special child in my life."
Yang Jin clenched his fists tightly, digging his nails into the flesh between his palms, and drops of blood flowed down... He took two steps back, slowly knelt down in front of his aunt, and bowed deeply.
"My son Yang Jin, on behalf of the gods of Daxia... apologizes to all the victims in Cangnan City!
We...are late."
The aunt stood up and helped Yang Jin up from the ground. She looked at the eyes full of guilt and self-blame, smiled tenderly, and held him in her arms.
"Silly boy, just come back."
"Mom, don't worry." Yang Jin took a deep breath, a look of determination appeared in his eyes, "Ten years ago, we failed to catch up with all this... Thanks to brother, today, we have another chance.
A chance to save everyone."
A silver light flashed in Yang Jin's hand, and a gray cloth bag appeared, "This is the soul bag. It is the treasure of Tianzun, enough to hold the souls of all the victims in this city."
Now that the divine realm is broken, the souls that have been retained in the human world are separated again. I use this soul bag to collect all the souls. When God has finished shaping everyone's bodies, I can resurrect you.
At that time, Cangnan will reappear in the world!"
Yang Jin looked into his aunt's eyes and said seriously: "Mom, please accept your grievances for a while. One day, our family will be reunited."
Auntie smiled slightly and said, "Mom, I believe you."
Golden light spots covered Auntie's body, and her body gradually dissipated. She walked to Yang Jin and touched his face for the last time...
"Ajin, take care of yourself and your brother."
"Don't worry, Mom." Yang Jin said seriously, "Nothing will happen to me."
Auntie nodded, and her whole body turned into golden light spots, dissipating in the air, and vaguely, a sentence echoed in the air.
"When you get home..."
Golden light spots poured out of the window, rose into the sky, and converged into the golden torrent.
Yang Jin walked to the window, opened the bag in his hand, and his deep voice echoed in every corner of the city.
"——The soul is back!!"
The golden torrent seemed to have found a direction to vent, and quickly poured into the soul bag, and in an instant, all of them were included in it.
Yang Jin silently tied up the cloth bag in his hand, looked back at the empty house, and after a long silence, walked out.
As soon as he opened the door, a six or seven-year-old child wearing a red sweatshirt was standing at the door, seemingly waiting for him.
"Nezha." Yang Jin looked at him and said calmly, "What are you doing here?"
The boy shrugged, "I'll do whatever you do."
Yang Jin narrowed his eyes, "How much strength have you recovered? Are you going to die?"
"If you go alone, you will die." The boy said slowly, "Among us gods, you are the only one who has recovered the most completely, but even so, you may not be able to kill an alien god whose strength is intact."
"I still have the power of reincarnation for a hundred years." Yang Jin said calmly.
Nezha frowned slightly, "Overdrafting the divine power? Do you know what the consequences will be?"
"It's not important... I only know that I am the Erlang God of Daxia." Yang Jin walked forward step by step, "We have disappeared for a hundred years, and we must announce to the world in the most direct and shocking way...
The God of Daxia is back.
And now only I can do this."
He glanced at the little boy and said calmly, "As for you...recover your strength slowly. In the future, you will still be needed to protect this country."
He stepped forward, put his finger to his mouth, and blew a whistle.
A ferocious black vicious dog came from a distance through the air, stained with the blood of two giant beasts, and its aura was terrifying.
It’s Xiao Hei Le!
Yang Jin gently touched the vicious dog's head, then grabbed it in the void with his other hand, and a three-pointed, double-edged knife surrounded by silver thunder appeared in his hand.
He held the knife, slowly raised his head, looked at the chaotic thunder in the distance, and stepped forward calmly.
Taking the first step, he instantly entered the "Light" realm;
Taking the second step, his realm directly climbed to the "pool" realm;
The third step is the "Sichuan" realm!
The fourth step, the "sea" realm!
The fifth step, "Infinite"!
Step six, "Klein"!
Step seven...become a god!
The terrifying coercion of the gods radiates from Yang Jin's body, and silver thunder light surrounds him. He holds a three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand, accompanied by a roaring divine dog, and a mysterious vertical eye blooms from the center of his eyebrows!
A divine light penetrates the heaven and the earth!
"Xiaotian..."
Amid the roaring thunder, Yang Jin lowered his head and glanced at Xiao Hei Le, and spoke slowly: