Xuanxia

Chapter 707 Atonement
Dayan Western Region, Yushan Province, Baizeng City.

The Western Regions originally belonged to the Fangshu Kingdom. Although its territory was small, its national strength was not weak. It invaded Dayan repeatedly. At that time, the western part of Dayan was mountainous, with high mountains and long roads, and the land was vast and sparsely populated. At one time, more than ten large cities were swallowed up by Fangshu.

Nearly a hundred years ago, the first two heads of the Hong family, Hong Di, armed with a long spear, led three thousand heavy cavalry and one hundred thousand elite soldiers. They not only repelled Fang Shu's army, but also fought their way into his capital, beheaded his king on the throne, and randomly selected an obedient prince to be the new king.

From then on, Fangshu State became a vassal of Dayan, with all its troops disbanded and only the palace guards left, and it paid huge amounts of wealth as tribute every year.

Less than twenty years later, Fangshu's power declined, and the puppet king became ill and died of illness. He did not leave any children in the twenty years. Fangshu fell into civil war, and Dayan once again sent troops to intervene.

After this incident, Fangshu State was no longer a state. It was split into two provinces, Yushan Province and Xishuo Province. From then on, it was merged into Dayan, and the two provinces were collectively called the Western Regions.

At this time, hysterical shouting was coming from a small house in Yushan Province and Baizeng City.

"Don't you want to atone for your sins?!"

The voice came from a skinny man. He shouted at the young man who was sitting cross-legged a few steps away with a calm face: "Then go and kill all my enemies! Isn't killing what you are best at?!"

Wu Yan placed his hands on his knees, sat upright, and said calmly: "I won't kill anyone anymore."

"If you don't kill anyone, what sin are you coming to atone for?!"

The skinny man was about to collapse. He scratched his sparse hair with his ten fingers, his eyes were bloodshot. "You, Xiyu Pavilion, killed my whole family. My whole family! Now you want to atone for your sins, but you don't want to help me kill people. What are you doing here? You might as well not come!"

Wu Yan just shook his head and said calmly: "Don't kill anyone."

Not far away, Zhu Mei grabbed a handful of raisins and ate them happily, her big eyes rolling between the two of them.

She had seen this kind of scene countless times.

Over the past few months, Wu Yan had been taking her to atone her sins and had encountered too many things like this.

The reason why Xiyu Pavilion goes on a mission is naturally because someone has placed an order.

The reasons for placing an order may be of various kinds, such as revenge, love, profit... But no matter what, as long as the task is completed, the relatives and friends of the person being killed will naturally have a new hatred.

This is what it means to repay evil with evil.

Revenge must be taken with revenge, so when Wu Yanxun went to someone's house, the other party would most likely ask him to kill the enemy.

But... he no longer kills people.

Whenever he arrived at a place, Wu Yan would first follow Fu Qingzhou's requirements to see whether the other party was a good person or a bad person.

Once he is sure that the other person is a good person, he will go to the door and ask three questions.

What do you think of those people I killed after they died? What kind of hurt did you suffer? How can you compensate for your pain?
These were also the three questions Fu Qingzhou asked in the Nether Prison.

Next, Wu Yan and Zhu Mei would often want to listen to a story.

For example, the skinny man in front of you - his entire family was killed by Xiyu Pavilion, and the reason why he survived is also very simple.

At that time, his enemies wanted him to experience the pain of losing all his relatives and friends, so they deliberately asked to spare his life.

He cried for nearly two hours, telling the story of himself and his enemy over and over again for a long time, and finally put forward his request - to kill his enemy.

Then, Wu Yan said, "Don't kill him."

Later, how was it resolved?

Zhu Mei tilted her head and reminisced for a moment, when suddenly her eyes were attracted by a piece of baked naan on the table. She immediately gave up thinking, reached out and grabbed it and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Why, why don't you kill..."

Tears once again flowed from the skinny man's eyes, which had already dried up from crying. "If you don't want to kill me, then what are you doing here? I had forgotten about it. I started to live my own life and opened my own shop. It's just that, it's just that in my dreams, I would, would... why did you come..."

"Killing the enemy is useless." Wu Yan's tone remained steady, as steady as a pool of water that will never fluctuate: "I tried."

The skinny man didn't respond, but sobbed. "At first, I helped them get revenge and kill people."

Wu Yan continued, "When they saw the corpses and heads of their enemies, they were indeed very happy and danced with joy, but not long after, they died."

Hearing this, the skinny man subconsciously stopped crying and was stunned: "Dead? Killed by the enemy's friend again?"

"No."

Wu Yan said calmly: "He died on his own."

"Suicide?" the skinny man asked again.

Wu Yan still shook his head: "I didn't commit suicide, I just couldn't live anymore."

The skinny man opened his eyes wide, with tears still lingering in the corners of his eyes, and a look of confusion and bewilderment on his face.

"I don't understand either." Wu Yan said calmly: "After killing their enemies, their lives are worse than before. They have lost their energy and spirit, and they have lost their motivation to do things. They have become dazed."

"Some people went to the temple to kowtow every day, and they didn't eat or sleep. Finally, when they were climbing the mountain, they rolled down the stairs and died."

"Some people spent all day talking to the spirit tablets of their family members, crying and laughing, and eventually went mad and walked into the river and drowned."

"There was also someone who was distracted while cooking and spilled rat poison into the pot, poisoning himself to death."

He tilted his head: "This shouldn't be considered suicide."

The skinny man was completely confused.

After a long while, he asked in a hoarse voice: "Are they all dead? Not a single one is alive?"

“Yes.” Wu Yan nodded: “At least when I left, he was not dead, but he was not living well either.”

"Why?" The skinny man looked confused: "I've taken revenge, so why am I living a bad life?"

Wu Yan shook his head, he obviously didn't know either.

Could it be that there is something wrong with the way I select people?
He wasn't sure either.

Good people… those who are chosen by themselves are all good people.

What is a good person?

Be kind to others, be diligent, and have a good reputation.

Even with a blood feud, they are still good and gentle people who try hard to live their lives.

Just like the skinny man in front of him, after realizing that he had no way to deal with his enemy, he didn't even think about resisting anymore, but just swallowed this blood feud silently, and even opened his own small shop, trying hard to force a smile every day, welcoming guests and living like a dog.

Is it this kind of person who, after having decided to keep living with his head down, suddenly gets his revenge, and then becomes unable to live?
Wu Yan didn't understand. He had no idea what human nature was, so naturally he couldn't figure out this problem.

He glanced at Zhu Mei, who was chewing on the toasted naan vigorously and smiled at him with narrowed eyes.

"I'm here to atone for my sins." He turned back and looked at the skinny man, saying calmly, "So, after realizing that you will die, I won't help you kill people. This is not atonement."

"I will use my own method to atone for my sins."

Hearing this, the skinny man was silent for a moment and asked, "Then, what are you going to do?"

"I'll let you choose."

Wu Yan said leisurely: "I just don't kill people, not that I won't take action."

(End of this chapter)