Gu Yuan lay on the ground and looked at the dark night sky.
The shouts of death in his ears became smaller and smaller, and his breathing became weaker and weaker.
A strong sense of suffocation swept over him, and he could feel that every bone in his body was in severe pain.
Just gradually.
The shouts of killing became smaller and smaller.
He couldn't hear Yang Fuchen's screams, nor the righteous shouts of those people. This night shattered the beauty of the past year, leaving Gu Yuan just one step away from death.
Looking at the starless night sky, Gu Yuan twitched the corners of his mouth and let out a "hehe" laugh from his throat.
"Dark... so dark..."
"Did you see who killed you?"
"No, they stand on the moral high ground. Under the holy light, I can't see their faces clearly."
These two sentences were echoing in Gu Yuan's ears at this moment.
Suddenly, a rush of fresh air rushed into my lungs.
Gu Yuan curled up and started coughing violently.
The air sucked into the lungs seemed to be full of dust.
Not knowing how long it took, Gu Yuan slowly opened his eyes.
It's still the familiar old house, but it has an added layer of heaviness from time.
He stood up slowly. In this bright night, the air was filled with the wind of green grass.
In front of his eyes, there were shadows floating in the air. They all looked familiar to Gu Yuan.
Everyone looked at Gu Yuan with doting eyes.
He lowered his head and looked at his hands and feet.
No longer Yang Tong...
But can't they see it?
Yang Fuchen held the woman's hand and walked towards Gu Yuan. They just smiled and said nothing.
Just like that day, she relied on him.
Gu Yuan stretched out his hand, Yuan Qi surged in his body, and a golden door of sacrifice appeared behind him.
"Gu Yuan, the Human Race Demon Suppressor, would like to invite all the gentlemen... to return to the ruins."
Gu Yuan gently opened the door, and golden light entered the darkness.
"Master Yang, Mrs. Yang... If those members of the Song family are still alive, I will ask you again, why..." He said softly.
Watching the shadows walking into the door, Gu Yuan's hands trembled violently, and an inexplicable emotion spread. Every demon soul that walked into the door of sacrifice made Gu Yuan feel as if there was something wrong. Something was pulled out of one's body.
"Second uncle... you really scared me when you transformed..."
"Third uncle, look, this is all your fault. You won't allow it in the future."
They seemed unable to hear Gu Yuan's voice.
But Gu Yuan stood in front of the door, still with tears in his eyes, persisting, saying goodbye to everyone with a smile.
When the door of sacrifice closed, Gu Yuan lay on the ground as if he had collapsed.
He did not fight the demons in the demon realm, but he successfully sacrificed them.
When Gu Yuan saw the smile on Yang Fuchen's face, he should have understood that even if they formed a demon realm, they still maintained their sanity.
They wanted to see if people who entered the demon realm could feel their grief and helplessness.
If Gu Yuan was like the warriors of the Song family who yelled and killed monsters without caring about the consequences, maybe he would be completely swallowed up by the monster realm.
This is a test, just like when Peng Yuan, who merged with the demon soul, left the choice to Gu Yuan.
However, this kind of test makes Gu Yuan very annoying, very annoying...
He couldn't wait to fight the demon soul with real swords and spears, and he didn't want to sacrifice the demon soul without any blood like he was doing now.
With each experience, Gu Yuan's understanding of the world becomes blurred.
The world is big, there are many people, many things are not what you think, and many concepts will collapse and be rebuilt again and again.
If it was in the past, when Gu Yuan saw a news item saying that a group of warriors had killed a clan of monsters, he would have just clapped his hands and applauded, feeling so happy that the city must have cleared away the clouds and seen the blue sky.
After all, it is natural for a warrior to kill monsters.
If there is a conflict between the two parties, it must be the monster that has done something evil.
What's even scarier is.
There are many, many people who think this way.
The education they have received since childhood and the information they have been instilled have always repeatedly emphasized the terror of monsters and the cruelty of monsters. It is true that monsters can indeed harm the human race and are the greatest threat to the survival of the human race.
But when they completed this education and instilled this information, they forgot to tell "children" like themselves that the world is diverse, and the black in front of them is not black. What kind of white are you talking about?
He thought of what Li Siming said before.
really.
Only by walking, seeing, and getting acquainted can we truly understand, instead of listening to what others say, watching on TV, and looking for in the news...
There were footsteps in the distance.
"Captain Li, there! It's Gu Yuan!"
Li Siming turned around and glanced at Rong Wutang and others.
"Go out and wait."
"yes!"
Li Siming slowly walked to Gu Yuan's side with his hands behind his back, and then sat on the floor.
Gu Yuan was still lying on the ground, spreading his arms in the shape of "tai".
"Captain Li."
"Um."
Gu Yuan opened his eyes and looked at the night sky.
"It's getting dark."
"This time, it took a long time." "..."
After a long silence, Gu Yuan sat up and looked directly into Li Siming's eyes.
"I'm...a little disappointed with this world."
Li Siming smiled and nodded.
"I know."
Li Siming frowned.
"Do you know about the Yang family?"
"Are you talking about this demon realm?" Li Siming shook his head, "I don't know, no one knows. In fact, don't think that I deliberately didn't give you information, but that I really don't know anything about this demon realm. The information seems to have been deliberately erased.”
Gu Yuan lowered his head and said nothing.
In that era.
As a Dongtian Paradise family, the Song family indeed has this ability.
And for various reasons, it seems they should do the same.
After all, they are warriors, a sect from the aloof Dongtian Paradise.
Even if they believe from the bottom of their hearts that they are right, they cannot allow any "accusations" to be made against them.
"Since you don't know, then you..."
Li Siming was silent for a moment and said seriously: "It's like this, keep going forward, keep going, you will see many things you have never seen before, meet many people you have never seen before, and you will find that the world is not what you imagined. , then disappointed again and again, and finally completely collapsed, but...it doesn't matter.
As long as you live, you have to keep moving forward. Maybe when you are thirty, you will lose all your enthusiasm. When you turn forty, you will have wasted half your life. When you are fifty, you will blame everyone. But when you are seventy or eighty years old, you will find that mountains are still mountains and water is still water. "
Gu Yuan lowered his head and looked at his hands.
"But... I don't seem to love it that much anymore."
"It's okay." Li Siming smiled, "Sooner or later you will experience this. Your road is long. I can't accompany you all the way, so I can only use this method to let you encounter the encounters in the future in advance." The question came, and I was still there at this time.”
He stretched out his hand and patted the dirt on Gu Yuan's clothes.
"I will tell you, it doesn't matter. When you feel that some people are not what you imagined, just change them, use your thoughts, or use your evil-suppressing knife. The Forerunners have always been like this. We have never only targeted people. Monsters, there are people more terrifying than monsters.”
He paused for a moment, and finally said with sincerity: "Gu Yuan, remember, don't go from one extreme to the other. The world is not as good as you think, but it is certainly not as bad as they say.
A true warrior is one who sees the world clearly but still loves it. "
Gu Yuan looked at the plants around him and suddenly discovered that they were all medicinal herbs that Yang Fuchen had taught him.
They are still growing vigorously, as if they are afraid that people will forget the traces left by the Yang family in this world.
