The boulder that had been hanging in my heart seemed to be removed instantly. Suddenly, the depressing feeling disappeared.
I know very well that this is because Zhang Er is dead. Without him as a poisonous snake hiding in the dark, staring at me and plotting against me, the pressure will suddenly disappear.
I staggered back a few steps and wanted to collapse on the ground.
I braced myself, turned my head and looked at the wolf mastiff next to the car, which was still being suppressed by the compass, and tried my best to walk towards it.
Arriving in front of the wolf mastiff, I took off the compass from its head. The wolf mastiff's body trembled, and it suddenly got up and ran towards Zhang Er again with great ferocity.
"Xiao Hei!" I yelled hoarsely to stop him.
From the corner of my eye, I noticed Blind Man Chen on the other side. He had just been knocked away by the green corpse paper, but he was obviously not injured. He was using the ghost sword as a crutch and standing on the ground.
His face was as cold as ice, and his gray-white eyes were still staring in Zhang Er's direction warily.
At this moment, several figures suddenly flashed across the mountain pass on the other side.
As they quickly approached, they could clearly identify these figures as Liu Yushu and his three uncles.
After the four of them approached us, they also stayed at a certain distance.
"Dead?" The horizontal lines between Liu Yushu's eyebrows were still raised. His brows relaxed for a moment, then quickly wrinkled again.
"Dead." Liu Hua said in a solemn voice, answering Liu Yu's curse.
"He can't give you the explanation you want." Liu Yushu turned to look at me, his expression became much calmer.
"Destiny," I whispered.
"He killed so many people and made so many Zhizha. In the end, he was destroyed by Zhizha. He deserved the blame." Liu Yushu shook his head and continued.
Slight footsteps came from Zhang Er.
The person who stepped out of the paper tie was Gu Ruolin. The human skin paper tie on her body was soaked with scarlet blood. At this moment, she took off the paper tie quickly. Her normal clothes were not stained with blood.
During this period, she also quickly removed the wire wrapped around her hand. The wire was wrapped too much and still made a slight sound when she landed.
After doing this, she looked up at me.
This glance made me feel too complicated.
I tried to calm down and said quickly: "Uncle Chen, Taoist Master Liu, and several seniors, we still need to deal with the aftermath here. Please contact the tribesmen who were sent to help Yang Cha and ask them to come over and deal with it. Zhang Er did not die at human hands. But the human skin prick he did caused backlash, please tell them about this."
"A lot of things happened in the mountain pool. It is difficult for Yang Xing to deal with them. Senior Qingshan stopped him. I want to go see how they are doing."
After saying that, I turned around and walked quickly towards the mountain pass.
I could feel a gaze behind me, always looking at me, and I could even feel its complicated emotions, but I didn't turn around, and I couldn't turn back.
I relied on my consciousness to hold on to my exhausted and almost numb body, but the steps under my feet were steady and determined!
It's just that I didn't hold on for long, and after walking only a dozen meters, my head felt dizzy, my feet became unsteady, and I fell forward.
"Brother Sixteen!" A panicked voice came from behind.
At this time, a blue-black figure suddenly appeared in front of me, just dragging out my falling body.
The thick hair and the outer bristles were very prickly, and I even woke up a little.
However, I still didn't have the strength to stand up, nor did I have the chance to stand up, because the wolf mastiff was running forward quickly with my body on its back.
After crossing the mountain pass, the sight from behind finally disappeared completely. Even if they wanted to see me, they couldn't see me now.
I desperately hugged the wolf mastiff's neck to prevent myself from falling.
"Xiao Hei, you should live a happy life. You can eat chickens and corpses when you are hungry, and sleep when you are sleepy. You don't have so many worries." I was really depressed, so I said something out of nowhere.
Xiaohei's speed slowed down a little, and he whined, as if in response to me.
Soon we were on the mountainside, then back down from the mountainside.
A few minutes later, they returned to the mountain pool.
At this moment, the water surface of the mountain pool was calm and calm. Except for some blood stains on the edge where Zhang Er was bitten by the wolf mastiff and fragments of Tang suit, there were no traces of any previous fights.
At one glance, I saw Yang Qingshan.
He was sitting on the bank of the south side of the mountain pond, with broad shoulders, a straight back, loose hair spread behind his head, and his gray robe had been dried by the wind and stained.
Next to Yang Qingshan, there was a corpse lying.
My body trembled slightly and I felt that I had recovered a lot. I turned over and got off the wolf mastiff's back and walked forward.
The distance gradually got closer, and when I saw the corpse clearly, I found that the corpse was completely mutilated, and the head was neatly severed from the neck.
Although the head was still put together on the neck, it was obvious that Yang Xing had been decapitated.
"Senior Qingshan, I..." My voice was indescribably hoarse and dry.
Especially at this moment, there is still only calmness and indifference on Yang Qingshan's face. Is this because grief is greater than the death of the heart, or is it really that the light goes out after death and there is no feeling at all? I think it's both and neither.
"You don't have to blame yourself, it's your destiny." Yang Qingshan's voice was steady and calm.
"But..." I still want to speak.
"The one who deserves to die must die. If you can't keep it, you can't keep it. You want to leave a bloodline for me, but since my father killed people without blinking an eye, the retribution of fate will fall sooner or later. If he can't afford it, then he will be his son. The descendants will return it."
"This traitor doesn't follow the right path. Even if you are kind-hearted, you can't save him. Following villains like Zhang Er, he is just beheaded now, which is already a good outcome."
As he spoke, Yang Qingshan stood up. He turned back and looked at me deeply.
Then he walked up to me, patted my shoulder, and said, "It's like you want to keep Zhang Er's life and let Yang Cha take care of it. Can you keep it?"
"When a person deserves to die, then he deserves to die. But you have to deal with the aftermath. None of the things on his body or his body is simple, including Xing'er. You also need to find a feng shui place to suppress his body. .”
"Get all your things back, cultivate for a while, and digest your gains. You still have a lot of chores to do, so I'll wait for you for a while."
Yang Qingshan's voice gradually faded away, the generous palm on his shoulder had long since disappeared, and there was no one behind me.
