C576 Leaving the Village
C576 Leaving the Village
Wasn't he the hero of the village?
Didn't he avenge everyone?
Why did he see fear, panic, and alienation in the eyes of the villagers? He had clearly killed the bandits for the sake of the villagers, but the villagers only looked at him as if he was a bandit.
Soong Tianxuan gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, all he could hear was the clatter of horses' hooves, the bandits had already run away, and at the same time, the villagers also retreated, pulling their families back to their homes in a hurry, heavily closing the door. There was no gratitude, no love, only endless panic.
Soong Tianxuan cast his helpless gaze towards Dazhuang's Wife'er and Xiaoju. When he saw the fear that could not be hidden in their eyes, —
His heart felt as though it was being torn apart.
"Aunt, Xiaoju …"
Dazhuang's Wife wiped away her tears and crawled up with red eyes.
She came to Soong Tianxuan's side and frowned. She said, "Child, let's go home."
Dazhuang's Wife'er took Soong Tianxuan to her house and brought him water and a towel, wiping his bloody hands over and over again.
Xiaoju, who had just lost her father, was not in good shape. She sat in a corner of the room and sobbed.
Soong Tianxuan looked up at Dazhuang's Wife and asked softly, "Aunt, did I do something wrong?"
Dazhuang's Wife helped him wipe his hands and forcefully shook her head. With tears in her eyes, she said, "Those Mountain Bandits were all cut by a thousand blades. They should have died anyway. You did the right thing."
"But why is everyone so afraid of me?"
"Ai!" Dazhuang's Wife sighed, "You silly child, the people in the village are all ordinary people. They will definitely be scared if they see you kill the bandits. They get along with each other from day to night, so they can't help but panic. Nameless, you don't need to think too much. Dazhuang has already left, and you have also avenged him. When he was still alive, he treated you as his own child, and I would also treat you as my own child. "
After saying that, Dazhuang's Wifenger's eyes turned red and tears started falling down her cheeks.
Soong Tianxuan still didn't understand. He had obviously done a good deed, yet he ended up with such an outcome.
At night, Soong Tianxuan fell asleep on his bed. He had a dream, in which his neighbors would beat him and scold him, saying that he was a homicidal maniac, and that it was no different from those bandits.
He wanted to explain, but the villagers wouldn't listen. They could only blame him and slander him.
Finally, he couldn't hold it in any longer and erupted completely.
He saw balls of fire around him, igniting all the villagers, the ear-piercing screams ringing in his ears. He wanted to make up for it, but it was already too late. In the end, they all turned into piles of ashes …
"Ah!
Soong Tianxuan couldn't hold it in anymore and shouted loudly.
He woke up from his nightmare and sat on the bed, breathing heavily. The bedroom door opened and Xiaoju walked in from outside. She looked at him with a worried expression and asked, "What happened? Did you have a nightmare? "
Soong Tianxuan really wanted it to be a dream, but the scene was so realistic. He shook his head at Xiaoju, indicating that he was fine. He was also clear that Xiaoju had just lost her father, and the feeling was definitely even worse than his. It would be better not to cause trouble for himself.
Xiaoju raised her hand to shake Soong Tianxuan's hand and said cordially, "Don't worry. No matter what the villagers do to you, you are still my big brother Zhu. I'll wait for next year for you to marry me!"
Soong Tianxuan forced out a tired smile. He nodded and took his hand back without leaving any trace.
In his heart, perhaps he shouldn't be with Xiaoju anymore …
In the afternoon, Soong Tianxuan was preparing to go out and get all the fish from the fishing boat. Although Uncle Dazhuang had passed away, life still had to continue.
When he arrived at the fishing boat, he saw the old man, who was always fishing together, busy at the seaside. Soong Tianxuan didn't think too much and went up to greet him. His face was full of smiles as much as possible.
However, when the uncles saw that it was him, they all ran away as if they had seen something terrifying.
Soong Tianxuan stood helplessly on the spot. He felt an unprecedented pain, as if his body had been hollowed out and his heart was in pain.
Soong Tianxuan returned home after collecting the fish.
He tried his best to pretend that nothing had happened, and put the freshest fish by the door. He then said, "Aunt, I've brought back two fish. Should we make them tonight?"
But he got any response.
Soong Tianxuan leaned forward in curiosity, but he saw Dazhuang's Wife'er sitting in her bedroom crying. She was holding a stack of paper, which was covered with a red drawing on it.
He walked over and asked, "Aunt, what is this?"
As he spoke, he reached out to grab it.
When Dazhuang's Wife saw Nameless, she panicked and hastily stuffed the papers into her sleeves.
However, her strength could not compare to Soong Tianxuan's, and she was still snatched away by him. He unfolded the paper and saw that the words "Nameless, die" were written densely inside.
Dazhuang's Wife Er took the paper and shook her head. "Child, don't think too much."
"Where did all this paper come from?"
Dazhuang's Wife knew that she couldn't cover it any longer, so she let out a long sigh. "I just found it at the door. It should be a prank from the village. Don't take it to heart."
He had already seen the words on the paper. Furthermore, he had seen them clearly, so how could he not take them to heart?
Soong Tianxuan's eyes turned red. He couldn't help but say, "Aunt, this village can't take me in anymore."
Before he could cry, Dazhuang's Wife covered her face with her sleeves, tears streaming down her face.
"Aunt." Soong Tianxuan was very calm. He said word by word, "I think it's better if I go. If I stay here, it would not be good for our family. "You and sister Xiaoju are both people of this village. After living here for so many years, it's more important for you to build a good relationship with them."
"Child …"
"Let's not tell Xiaoju about this. Where is she now?"
"Xiaoju went to the Posterior Mountain to look at her father's grave."
Soong Tianxuan looked at the room with a nostalgic expression, bit his lips and said, "The next day is not as good as the day after the crash. I'll leave now."
Dazhuang's Wife's entire body was trembling. She wanted to keep the child here, but she couldn't. If she stayed in the village, the villagers would treat the child differently. They would never be happy.
She thought for a moment and gradually calmed down. She took out a bunch of silver from her pocket and stuffed it into Soong Tianxuan's hands.