Rong Fei looked at Yunxiang in surprise, feeling a little shocked.
Ji Rouer's family members were all killed in the disaster, and even she herself almost died. That miserable experience and purgatory-like scene also caused Ji Rouer pain and psychological shadow that would be difficult to heal throughout her life.
But that’s all!
Every time Ji Rouer recalled that experience ten years ago, she would cry sadly and tremble with fear, but she never doubted the cause of the disaster.
In Ji Rouer's memory, it was just a natural disaster.
Over the years, Rongfei has been trying to find the survivors of the Dunzhou disaster, hoping to get more useful clues from them. Unfortunately, Fencheng is too remote and too far from Bozhou, so he has never been able to do so.
However, during the conversation between master Liu Yong and old doctor Qi Xiutai, Rong Fei learned that their views were consistent with Ji Rouer's.
It was just an act of God.
Natural disasters caused by the coming of disaster stars.
Of course Rong Fei knew that the so-called disaster star was actually a crashed spaceship. How much destructive power could a single-piloted spacecraft explode?
Even a nuclear bomb explosion of the same volume and weight cannot destroy a state like that.
Therefore, Rong Fei remains suspicious of the cause of the catastrophe. At the same time, in order to get rid of the nightmare that has haunted him for ten years, he has been secretly investigating.
So Rongfei has reasons and reasons for suspicion, but what about Yunxiang?
Why would she have doubts?
Could it be that...she has clues that she doesn't know about?
Yunxiang suddenly smiled as if from Rong Fei's eyes.
Not a smile, not a slight smile, but a laugh, a laugh without any scruples, without any scruples.
Along with the laughter, tears once again overflowed from the eyes.
For a moment, Rong Fei felt that he understood.
So, I couldn't help but laugh along with him.
"Ha ha ha ha…"
"Hahaha…"
The two people seemed to have thought of something happy, and they seemed to be two fools. They looked at each other and laughed non-stop, with tears streaming down their faces, and with sadness and misery!
Only when you have experienced the same experience can you deeply feel the pain in the other person's heart.
After a long time, the laughter of the two gradually stopped.
At this time, Yunxiang's eyes when she looked at Rong Feishi were different from before.
It was like looking at his comrades-in-arms, full of closeness and trust.
Although Rong Fei only showed a look and didn't even say a word or a sentence.
But just as Rong Fei understood Yun Xiang's laughter, Yun Xiang also understood Rong Fei's eyes.
Not only were they both survivors of the Dunzhou disaster, they were also the same type of people, and they also had doubts about the truth.
Wiping away the tears on her face, Yunxiang cleared her throat and said.
"At that time, the officials of Bozhou City were worried that the victims would cause riots when they entered the city, so they used bows and crossbows to force hundreds of thousands of victims back. The streets under Bozhou City were covered with corpses of victims covered with arrows. Only then did I really understand what blood was. It flows into a river, what is called a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
Because my parents were worried that the young me would be crushed by the crowd, they stayed on the outside and did not get close to the city wall, so they escaped. But for more than half a month, he could only live in the wilderness outside Bozhou City.
There is no food, no clothing, no medicine, and the weather is getting colder and colder. Every night, many people fall asleep and never wake up. Some people began to exchange the bodies of their relatives who had just died..."
Yunxiang frowned, closed her mouth tightly, and her chest rose and fell rapidly.
After a while, he calmed down again before continuing.
"One night when I was sleeping deeply, I felt someone picking me up. I was sleepy and hungry, and I thought it was my mother. Then I suddenly heard my father roar, and before I could react, I felt myself I flew up and screamed in fright. Soon a warm embrace caught me. I opened my eyes and saw that it was my mother. I was about to cry when I heard my father's roar again.
Follow the sound and look over,
I saw my father struggling with a few unknown people. The eyes of those people glowed red in the dark night, like legendary monsters.
My mother screamed not to fight, but my father told her to take me and run away. After my mother took me away, I turned around and saw my father being knocked to the ground by those people.
I haven't seen my father since then.
A few days later, my mother also died.
Just when I thought I was going to die, the gate of Bozhou City opened.
Bozhou City officials began to give out porridge and medicine to the tens of thousands of victims who were still alive, and then selected young women and children, registered them and took them away in carriages.
Everyone eats and sleeps on the carriage. Only when the horses are allowed to rest at night can they line up and get off the carriage in order to poop and pee. I don’t know how long I was riding in the carriage. It felt like maybe a month, maybe two months. When the carriage finally stopped, my fellow passengers and I stepped out of the carriage and saw the tall and long city wall at first sight. Someone told us that inside the city wall was the capital of Dayan, the most prosperous place in the world.
From that day on, I was taken into a brothel. She started out as a sweeping maid, and gradually became a housekeeper who did not sell her body, until she was sold to Jinfeng Xiaoyu House two years ago and became an oiran.
Although I have lived a life of fine clothes and fine food since then, every time in my sleep, I still go back to Dunzhou ten years ago, where my grandparents were killed by collapsed houses, and my father and mother were knocked to the ground. Kiss those eyes that never look back...
I couldn't figure out why, why something like that happened, why my parents and family members died in such mysterious ways.
I remembered what my father said on the night of the disaster, so I looked through various ancient books and finally found the source.
According to ancient books, Yinghuo is a red star in the sky, but usually no one can see it. Whenever Yinghuo appears in the sky, it means that the world will be in chaos.
This explanation seems to corroborate what happened on the night of the disaster. But I saw the red meteor falling from a very close distance. Although the fire shot into the sky and made a thunderous roar, that was all. It is impossible to cause such a huge change in the entire Dunzhou.
More importantly, I later recalled that that night, not long after the red meteor fell, when my parents were busy packing their bags, I curiously lay by the window and looked in the direction of the falling meteor and the fire. I seemed to see There are gods flying to that place from the sky. "
Rong Fei couldn't help but tremble when he heard this, and the teacup in his hand was crushed to pieces.
"Monk?"
"At first, I only thought that those who could fly were gods. It wasn't until later that I realized that there are existences like monks in this world that are comparable to gods. So, that must be it."
Yunxiang replied uncertainly.
Rong Fei is an eighth-grade monk, but he can't fly.
Yu Qingzhi is a cultivator at the pinnacle of the fourth-level earth realm, and he can't fly either.
Regarding this issue, Rong Fei once asked Yu Qingzhi for advice.
Yu Qingzhi's answer is that only heavenly monks who have reached the third level of cultivation can fly with the help of the art of controlling objects. But if you want to fly in the air completely by relying on your own strength without the help of external objects, only monks at the peak of the first-level heaven realm can do it.
Or maybe it's...super-grade, venerable realm.
"Are you...sure you read that correctly?"
Rong Fei felt his throat was a little dry and itchy, and after swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he lowered his voice and asked.
As if he was afraid that others would hear him.
"I'm... not sure. I was only seven years old at that time, and I was at an age of ignorance. Even before arriving in Kyoto, I didn't have this memory in my mind, until one day I dreamed of such a scene in my sleep. Z.br >
I thought this was just a dream, caused by my own random thoughts. But the strange thing is that the picture of the god flying away in the sky is getting clearer and clearer, as if I really saw it with my own eyes. Later, I carefully thought about what happened on the night of the disaster, but I found that there were many things that I couldn't remember. The things I can remember are all intermittently and cannot be coherent. "
"Selective amnesia."
Rong Fei blurts out
road.
"What?"
Yunxiang obviously had never heard of this term before and asked in confusion.
"That is, when people see scary and frightening things, they have the instinct of self-preservation. The brain... well... your heart will hide these images or experiences to avoid being frightened or driven crazy."
Rong Fei tried his best to explain in a way that Yun Xiang could understand.
"And when your mind matures or some kind of opportunity triggers it, these hidden pictures and memories will reappear."
"So, you believe that I really saw gods flying in the sky, and it was not a dream, right?"
Yunxiang suddenly grabbed Rongfei's hand and said excitedly.
"I believe!"
Rong Fei patted the back of Yunxiang's hand and replied firmly.
"Thank you, Rongfei."
Yunxiang let out a sigh of relief, and her entire state instantly became more agile.
It seemed like an invisible boulder that had been pressing on her for many years had been removed, and she could finally take a good breath.
"I'm not afraid of your jokes. Many times I suspect that I am suffering from hysteria."
Yunxiang laughed at herself.
"That's why you began to suspect that there might be something hidden behind the great disaster that year?"
Rong Fei asked.
"Yes, although I kept telling myself that it was just a dream, I still couldn't help but think and guess. So I tried to find out about things related to monks and the practice world. Unfortunately, I I'm just a brothel girl, and I can't get any useful information at all. Over the years, I've only found out that it's not just gods who can fly in the world, monks can fly too."
Only then did Rong Fei notice that his hand was still being held by Yun Xiang. He coughed slightly and took his hand back, stood up and cupped his hands towards Yun Xiang.
"Thank you very much, Miss Yunxiang. Rong will take his leave."
Yunxiang was startled, stood up, grabbed Rong Fei's sleeve and said urgently.
"How...how did you say it so nicely, but you are leaving all of a sudden?"
At this time, Rong Fei truly understood Yu Qingzhi's advice.
Knowing the truth too soon may be detrimental to you!
Rong Fei is a monk, and he is protected by the great god Yu Qingzhi. It would be detrimental to learn the truth too early, not to mention Yun Xiang is just an ordinary brothel girl.
There was a famous saying in Rong Fei's previous life.
When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes into you.
