"I don't believe it, I don't believe it! How could someone as powerful as Master die?"

Xuanyuan Zhicheng couldn't help but roar out with all his strength. He wanted to roar out all his dissatisfaction, and he was about to go crazy.

It is normal for Xuanyuan Zhicheng to be unable to accept this situation.

It is understandable for any person to be unable to accept someone who is as affectionate as a father to him.

Although he knew that this would be a serious blow to Xuanyuan Zhicheng, Xuanyuan Haoyan had to say: "It's useless if you don't believe it. Xiao Xuechen is indeed dead. The person you are talking about is your wife, wife, grandma."

Junior brother!"

"This is impossible! My master is still fine. He is still alive in this world. You must be lying to me. You must be lying to me!" Xuanyuan Zhicheng refused to believe anything he said.

At this time, Jin Si, who has always been gentle, had to interject: "Cheng'er, this is true, your master really does not exist. If you don't believe it, there is his tomb in the back hill of our village, and it says

How many years has passed since he passed away?"

Xuanyuan Zhicheng's mood is not incomprehensible to Jin Si, but the crux of the problem is that Xuanyuan Zhicheng's master is a man who has been dead for thousands of years!

If it were a hundred years ago, we could still say that people would live a long time, but what is the concept of thousands of years? No one can live to such a long time, right? This is too far-fetched.

Moreover, many people knew that Xiao Xuechen had died a long time ago. They did not choose to tell Xuanyuan Zhicheng at first because they did not know about it. Besides, it didn't make much sense to suddenly talk about their ancestors.

But what is going on now? Her son actually met the long-dead person and became a master and apprentice. She even suspected that her son was possessed by an evil spirit to say such nonsense;

"Back mountain..."

Xuanyuan Zhicheng's figure swayed, his pupils gradually became hollow, and he was stunned like a soulless puppet, but he soon came to his senses.

He has been to Houshan more than once. It is the place he is most familiar with. He would not know whether there is a tomb there. It is also the place where he grew up.

It would make sense if he didn't go there often and didn't see it, but the crux of the problem was that he was so familiar with this mountain that he felt as if he had gone to his own home.

As if aware of what Xuanyuan Zhicheng wanted to say, Xuanyuan Haoyan patiently explained to Xuanyuan Zhicheng: "It's in the back mountain, a particularly hidden place.

Do you remember Dead Creek Forest? It's right there. Didn't I tell you not to go to that place?

At that time, I hid it from you because of special reasons, but now you have gone crazy, and we have to tell you the truth, his tomb is there."

Xuanyuan Zhicheng was no stranger to the Dead Creek Forest. On the first day when his family moved to Silent Village, his father told him not to go to that place under any circumstances.

He couldn't understand it at first, but now he seems to understand something?

In the end, this is the reason...

It turns out that the person closest to me is actually fake, and that person no longer exists!

At this time, Xuanyuan Zhicheng thought, how ridiculous! Have I been talking to the air all this time? Have I been drinking alone to the air? Have I complained to the air!

Master will not die!!!

All of you, all of you have agreed to join forces to deceive me!

Xuanyuan Haoyan understood Xuanyuan Zhicheng's mood at this time very well, but he had to say something to calm him down: "I know it is difficult for you to accept this matter, but this is an unchangeable fact."

This sentence was like a huge falling stone, hitting Xuanyuan Zhicheng's already unstable heart, causing his mood to collapse even more;

His heart felt as if someone had dug out a piece of flesh alive, causing heart-wrenching pain.

The whole person felt as if he had been eaten alive, and the pain was unspeakable.

"Ahhhhh, stop talking, stop talking!"

"Master will not die

!!!You, all of you are colluding!! Ahhhhhh!”

This shrill scream came from Xuanyuan Zhicheng's mouth. He did not bear too many cruel words, which caused him to cry out in pain;

For him, this pain is no less than one of the top ten tortures;

He was in pain, so painful that his heart seemed to be dead, as if he had encountered Ling Chi.

The only thing left in the whole room was Xuanyuan Zhicheng's thunderous voice. The extremely collapsed voice was like a real sound wave, which was constantly rushing around and spreading far and wide...

"Dumiao, please calm down and don't be so impulsive."

As Xuanyuan Zhicheng's biological father, Xuanyuan Haoyan understands his mood best. That feeling must be very uncomfortable!

If he needs it, the couple will definitely give him some comfort.

Even though Xuanyuan Haoyan always had a serious face towards Xuanyuan Zhicheng, he still loved his son.

However, how could Xuanyuan Zhicheng, who had encountered such a big thing, listen to this?

It was impossible for Xuanyuan Zhicheng to calm down, he was as if he had been tortured crazy, and his whole person fell into a state of extreme collapse;

He knew that he would really go crazy if he stayed like this, and he didn't know what kind of method his parents would use to persuade him.

Instead of doing this, it is better to leave this troublesome place as soon as possible, and only in this way can one's mood be somewhat affirmed.

Naturally, Xuanyuan Zhicheng would not choose to stay for a long time, and immediately fled from this troubled place. Without even looking back, he rushed out of the room without caring about his own etiquette, and fled like a whirlwind.

He really doesn't want to stay any longer, not because his parents are bad, but because he is really unwilling to be in this situation.

He is unwilling to accept the fact that his master is dead. Now he just wants to find a place to calm down!

"Hey! Domiao! Where are you going!"

Xuanyuan Haoyan was inexplicably worried. When he wanted to stop the other party, it was already too late;

Because he has run far away now, and now he can only look at Xuanyuan Zhicheng's long gone back, as if there are still traces of his existence there;

Xuanyuan Haoyan's mood was very complicated, a bit reluctant and sad at the same time.

He knew that Xuanyuan Zhicheng was such a stubborn person, and Xuanyuan Haoyan, a father, didn't understand.

I really can't figure it out. Why can't he figure it out? What's the use of escaping like this? It's just a little psychological comfort.

Since you already know the truth, why bother lying to yourself?

Of course, they did not lie to Xuanyuan Zhicheng at all. The key to the problem was that Xuanyuan Zhicheng did not dare to accept such a fact!

Generally speaking, there is nothing wrong with both sides, it's just that their methods of doing things are different.

Xuanyuan Zhicheng really couldn't accept it. This was too cruel to him.

After escaping, Xuanyuan Zhicheng felt that his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, his vision became blurred, as if everything except Xiao Xuechen had become void...

There is still a little moist feeling in the corners of his eyes. Xuanyuan Zhicheng can feel it even if he doesn't wipe his tears with his hands.

Was he actually crying?

"How is it possible? I won't cry, and Master won't die!

What they said must be a lie. You haven’t seen the so-called truth yet, so why did you believe their nonsense?”

Even though he knew this was the truth, Xuanyuan Zhicheng was still lying to himself.

"Master! Master! Just wait, I will go find you right away. Let's chat, drink together, and talk about life together!"

Even though he knew that there was no way to accept this matter, Xuanyuan Zhicheng still came to the Dead Creek Forest as Xuanyuan Haoyan and others said.

I originally wanted to show them evidence to prove the fact that Xiao Xuechen was still alive, but who knew...

There, I finally saw the most cruel and unacceptable truth.

That... is Xiao Xuechen's grave!!

Seeing this scene, Xuanyuan Zhicheng made a "plop" sound and touched his knees hard to the ground;

He fell down helplessly and opened his mouth half-open, full of fear and shock.

His spirit seemed to have shrunk, as if he had been struck by a catastrophic thunderstorm, and he didn't get any reaction for a long time.

No matter how many times he reads it, the words on it will never change!

Xiao Xuechen is indeed dead!

It is clearly written on it, from the year of birth to the year of death.

Not to mention this, just judging from the age and material of the tombstone, it does not belong to this era. There is obvious moss on it.

In other words, the master has died a long time ago!

Seeing this scene, Xuanyuan Zhicheng was shocked at first, and then acted like he didn't dare to accept it.

Grief, sadness, collapse, all kinds of emotions mixed together.

He didn't even know what to do.

Under all kinds of entanglements, Xuanyuan Zhicheng became helpless from the initial confusion, and even became a complete madman. He grabbed a handful of his hair and was extremely depressed;

"Ahhhhhhh!"

Xuanyuan Zhicheng couldn't help but roar up to the sky, venting all his negative emotions so that the sky could hear his resentment!

It seems that only in this way can Jean feel a little better;

And this cry spread far and wide;

The entire Dead Creek Forest heard his reluctance;

The valley never stops, echoing with his echo...
To be continued...