Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 726 I will bear all the suffering alone

In the woods of a hundred miles.

Xiaolou, who was digging wild vegetables, saw Feng Qingyan suddenly appear and said in great surprise: "Brother? Really brother? Brother, I missed you."

Feng Qingyan walked closer with a smile and said, "Brother misses you too."

At this time, Xiaolou took two steps forward, but saw that he was dirty. He wanted to hug the baby, but he didn't dare to.

When Feng Qingyan saw this, he took two steps forward, touched her head, and said, "Xiao Lou, how have you been these past few months?"

"very good."

Xiaolou nodded vigorously and said excitedly, "There's a lot of food here, so we don't have to go hungry anymore."

Feng Qingyan looked at Xiaolou carefully and found that Xiaolou looked much better than before. He had gained some weight and was no longer as skinny as before. His face was not as yellowish...

"It's good to live well."

Feng Qingyan Road.

"Brother, do you want to see my new home? Grandpa and I built this together." Xiaolou said with some anticipation. He really liked his new home. After all, it was surrounded by green. "Grandpa was weeding in the fields, so I went to dig wild vegetables. I didn't expect to meet brother..."

"Let's go then."

Feng Qingyan smiled.

Xiaolou immediately picked up the rattan basket and walked excitedly in front, saying as she walked: "Brother, the new house is built there, very close."

Feng Qingyan nodded and followed behind.

After walking about two miles, we saw a very simple wooden house built in a valley. Around the house, there were fields. Near the house was dry land, and in front was paddy field...

There is a stream in front of the house.

Although the water flow is not large, it is enough to irrigate the paddy fields.

On the dry land behind the house, there was an old man squatting on the ground weeding. Xiaolou saw him from a distance and shouted loudly: "Grandpa, my brother is here, my brother is here."

Xiaolou shouted loudly and waved his hands.

After shouting several times.

The old man finally heard it and stood up suddenly to look.

When he saw Feng Qingyan, he was so excited that he didn't even pull the grass and walked back quickly.

"Brother, my grandfather misses you too and has always wanted to see you again." Xiaolou said happily, "Grandpa said that if it weren't for you, grandpa and I would have starved to death. You are our lifesaver."

Feng Qingyan just smiled and didn't say much.

When he and Xiaolou reached the wooden house, the old man had already run back, stopped suddenly and stared at Feng Qingyan.

"Old man, I haven't seen you for a few months. Are you still in good health?"

Feng Qingyan said with a smile.

thump.

The old man suddenly knelt down, his body trembling slightly with excitement, and finally said: "Little brother..."

"Old man, please get up quickly."

Feng Qingyan hurried forward and helped the old man up.

To him, the old man was not just a strong old man, but one of the billions of living beings who lived and died together.

No regrets.

"If it weren't for the little brother, the old man and Xiaolou..."

The old man shook his head with emotion, but Feng Qingyan had already helped him up, saying, "If it was just the old man, it would be fine, but Xiaolou has suffered, alas..." Then, the old man suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said, "Young man, go inside quickly, Xiaolou, go make some tea."

"okay."

Xiaolou said excitedly.

The old man pulled Feng Qingyan towards the wooden house and said excitedly: "In this forest, I found a few tea plants. I have seen tea before..."

After a while, Xiaolou prepared tea and brought it over.

Tea is also bitter.

In the bitter days, everything is bitter, even salt is bitter. However, whether it is the old man or Xiaolou, when drinking tea, their faces are full of enjoyment. Because in the bitterness, they can taste the flavor of tea...

This surprised Feng Qingyan a little.

"Brother, is this tea delicious? In addition to the bitter taste, it actually has a very fresh tea aroma." Xiaolou said happily, "My grandfather said that he had drunk it once in town, but it was bitter and had no tea aroma..."

The old man couldn't help but smile, then shook his head and said, "Alas, there are not many people in Qinghe Town now."

"Xiao Lou, do you want to taste other flavors besides bitter?"

Feng Qingyan smiled.

"Yes." Xiaolou nodded and said with some expectation: "I heard from grandpa that in addition to bitterness, there are pure sweetness, sourness and many other tastes in the world. But, for some reason, there is only bitterness left in the world..."

"It's just a legend. There's no such thing as pure sweetness or sourness."

The old man smiled.

He had only heard of it.

Although everything in Kumotian is bitter, one can still taste some other flavors in the bitterness...

It's just that it's difficult for ordinary people to taste it.

However, those demons above the level of great scholar can clearly taste all flavors except bitterness.

"This is not a legend. There is indeed pure sweetness and sourness in the world."

Feng Qingyan said.

"Really? Brother, where can I get it?" Xiaolou asked expectantly, "It's pure sweetness, isn't it sweet? Not bitter at all?"

"Yes, not bitter at all."

Feng Qingyan nodded.

"Brother, is there really pure sweetness in this world?"

The old man was a little surprised.

"It should exist in this world, but..."

Feng Qingyan frowned.

"but what?"

Xiaolou asked curiously.

“Perhaps there is something wrong with this world, causing bitterness to fill the human world, so everything you see and taste has turned bitter.” Feng Qingyan shook his head, not quite understanding why Kumotian had turned bitter?

He couldn't be sure whether this was really related to the cursed millstone.

"error?"

Xiaolou was a little confused and didn't understand, so he said, "How could the world be wrong? Brother, are you..."

The old man was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly said, "Young man, drink your tea quickly. If the tea gets cold, it will become more bitter."

Feng Qingyan picked up the wooden bowl that was carved out of wood and tasted it carefully.

The bitterness does have a tea aroma.

"Old man, do you think that bitterness permeates the world and makes everything bitter? Is this right or wrong?"

Feng Qingyan asked after finishing his tea.

"what?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, then asked: "Young man, what are you doing?"

"Nothing, just asking casually." Feng Qingyan shook his head. He didn't understand, so how could the old man understand?

Everyone in Kumusu is suffering. This is indeed wrong for the demons in Kumusu.

but.

He didn't know whether the suffering in the Kumo Heaven was related to the cycle of evolution and reincarnation. If he eliminated the suffering in the Kumo Heaven, would it affect his own cycle of evolution and reincarnation?

This is what he is worried about.

The cycle of evolution is so important.

If it is only to endure the pain of grinding the heavens in exchange for the success of evolution and reincarnation, it is worth it. If they knew, they would also be willing to do it...

At this moment, he felt that he was thinking too much.

If you think too much about everything, you will be tied up and unable to do anything freely, which is not good. Although he knew it, he still couldn't do anything freely and had to think more... What if the evolution cycle failed?

Not only would he die, but billions of living beings who followed him through life and death would also be shattered. Moreover, he was ordered to practice in order to create reincarnation...

This "fate" is the fate of the Kyushu.

So he can't fail.

Can't afford to fail.

Although he still couldn't know his identity in the real world, he must be from Jiuzhou. Moreover, he should be considered a relatively important person in Jiuzhou, otherwise he wouldn't be able to evolve and reincarnate.

There will also not be billions of lives and deaths following each other.

"Young man, what are you thinking about? How can you be so absorbed in it?" Seeing that Feng Qingyan remained silent for a long time and was lost in deep thought, the old man waved his hand and said.

"Grandpa, my brother said it tasted pure sweet, is that true?"

Xiaolou's face was full of anticipation.

"This one……"

The old man was in a dilemma. After all, the young man had saved their lives, so he had to give him some face. He said, "It's possible, but it's definitely very rare."

"Ah, pure sweetness? How sweet is it? Is it really not bitter at all?"

Xiaolou couldn't imagine that, after all, they lived in a world where bitterness filled the heaven and earth and made everything bitter.

"Anyway, it's wrong."

Feng Qingyan suddenly said.

"Young man, what's wrong? Did I do something wrong?" The old man asked hurriedly, looking at Feng Qingyan carefully, "If I have been rude, please forgive me."

"Ah, brother, what's wrong?"

Xiaolou also said with some concern.

"Old man, Xiaolou, I'm not talking about you. I'm saying that this world is indeed wrong. It shouldn't be filled with all kinds of bitterness. It should have other flavors, such as sweetness, sourness, etc."

Feng Qingyan shook his head at them.

"Brother, the world is just like this. What's wrong with that?" The old man whispered, "Are you hungry? I'll go cook..."

"Old man, I'm not hungry."

Feng Qingyan waved his hand, walked out of the simple wooden floor, came to the basement, and looked up at the sky slightly.

The old man and Xiaolou followed him out, both with stunned looks on their faces.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Xiaolou asked timidly.

"Brother, it's okay. Don't worry. I just feel that this world is indeed wrong. It shouldn't be all bitter. I will correct it now. It shouldn't have all bitter flavors. Bitterness is just one of them. It shouldn't be all..."

Feng Qingyan said seriously.

The old man was a little dumbfounded when he heard this. Did the young man have a fever and his brain was damaged? Otherwise, why would he be talking nonsense?

Isn’t this how the world is?
What's the taste?
Bitterness is just one of the flavors?
He couldn't imagine what kind of world that was and didn't believe that such a world existed.

Feng Qingyan stood on the ground floor in front of the wooden house, staring at the sky quietly, thinking about how to correct the situation.

He had tried many methods before, but all failed.

in his feelings.

It’s not that he can’t change, but that he hasn’t found the right method. After all, this is his dream.

He is the only master in the dream.

Although it is impossible to destroy the cursed millstone from outside, it can change many things...

Didn’t he destroy the Black Prison of Desolation?
The Black Hell is also an alien thing in the dream of reincarnation, and is one of the ten taboos in the heavens.

In fact, it is not correct to say that it is destroyed. It should be said that it is integrated into his own eyes and becomes a part of his own eyes.

This sinking into the black prison came strangely.

The third magical power of his eyes also came in a somewhat strange way, as if it was specially created to achieve the third magical power of his eyes.

Or.

In the real world, had the Dark Prison of Desolation been conquered by him? In his dream of reincarnation, he happened to use the evolution of reincarnation to refine the Dark Prison of Desolation?

It's not impossible...

So what is the solution?
He was thinking seriously, looking for a way to correct his miserable life.

The old man and Xiaolou stood behind him in confusion, but the little brother didn't move. He was thinking about something, so he went to cook and said, "Xiaolou, you stay here and watch over the little brother. Grandpa is going to cook."

Xiaolou nodded, but asked with some concern: "Grandpa, is my brother okay?"

"What could possibly happen to you, little brother? You are a great monk, nothing will happen to you."

The old man smiled and said that he was not too worried. The young man had brought them across 30,000 miles, and they arrived in just one day. He was definitely a demon-level existence.

No, it's definitely a demon king level existence.

The Demon King is the most terrifying existence in Kumutian. He alone occupies a large piece of green farmland. He can sit at home and eat and drink as much as he wants without worrying about food problems.

Well, he heard it from others.

He has never seen the devil, nor has he been to the devil's city.

Legend has it that there is always a demon king in the demon city, and there are many farmlands around it...

The Demon King's City is definitely a very prosperous city in Kumotian, with a population of thousands or even tens of thousands. Even some extremely powerful Demon King's cities have a population of tens of thousands.

Extremely prosperous.

However, after Zhou Tian came to realize that the most prosperous Demon King City in Kumutian was just an ordinary small town.

Not even close.

After all, the materials in Kumode could never reach the level of the Zhou world.

Supplies are in short supply.

But for the old man and Xiaolou, it was an incomparable prosperity, something they had only heard of.

And they couldn't quite believe that there was such a prosperous city.

Tens of thousands of people?
As far as the old man knows, when Qinghe Town was at its most prosperous, it only had about a thousand people. However, Qinghe Town declined, and people died or fled...

The last time he went to Qinghe Town was three years ago.

The old man didn't think much about it, so he went to cook and took out the pickled pheasant, and took half of it. In the few months in the hundred-mile forest, he ate meat more times than in his entire life...

He was lucky enough to come across a flock of pheasants, about 20 to 30 of them. He kept eight or nine of them in captivity, killed four or five of them, and let the rest go...

And in addition to pheasants, there are other animals.

I don’t know when.

Feng Qingyan withdrew his gaze and looked at the wooden house and the surrounding fields.

The crops in the fields were growing well, and there seemed to be quite a few of them, which were dug directly from the Hundred Miles Forest. Even wild vegetables were planted.

"Brother, what were you thinking about just now?"

Xiaolou asked curiously.

"Brother is thinking about how to remove the bitterness between heaven and earth."

Feng Qingyan Road.

"Has brother thought about it?"

Xiaolou asked.

"I got it."

Feng Qingyan nodded and said with a smile: "Xiaolou, taste the last bitterness in the air, otherwise you won't be able to taste it again when you miss it in the future."

"I don't want it. I won't miss it."

Xiaolou shook his head.

“That’s right.” Feng Qingyan nodded, and his aura changed. He then said to Kumotian, “All the sufferings of Kumotian have entered my mouth, Feng Qingyan. All of them will be borne by me, Feng Qingyan alone…”

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(End of this chapter)