Chapter 9 Going Home

  Ji Cheng didn't realize that three years had already passed, if it wasn't for Qing Shi reminding him, he wouldn't have even felt it. These three years were spent practicing sword moves, because other techniques couldn't be cultivated until after becoming a cultivator. However, all the techniques were memorized and now it's hard to forget them.

  "Go, staying here is useless, go out and make a name for yourself. Remember, don't always stay in Red Bamboo Village, even if you master all the skills, you'll still be a frog at the bottom of a well. The outside world is vast and boundless, you need to rely on your own efforts and hard work to grow stronger faster. Old Qing Shi had more to say, about the disaster his master spoke of back then, although he didn't know what it was either, but whether it can be prevented or not depends on how high Si Cheng grows in the future and how strong he becomes."

  "And most importantly, don't mention anything about this place to anyone outside, especially the martial arts you've learned. Otherwise, it will bring endless disaster and pursuit. Remember, remember!"

  He looked at Qing Shi, whose appearance had become old and worn out, and for a moment, he didn't know what to say. Although he wanted to go back, especially when thinking of his parents' expectant eyes waiting for him to return home, he wished he was already standing in front of the door. However, these past few years spent with Qing Shi had given him his cultivation method, had given him hope to become stronger, and more importantly, it was Qing Shi's selfless teachings that made him feel a little reluctant to part ways.

  The moist eyes finally couldn't bear the weight and flowed down from her face, "Qing Shi senior, I will come to see you again, after I become stronger."

  Wiping away tears, she walked out with a firm gaze.

  After Zhai Cheng's figure disappeared, Lao Qing Shi also let out a sigh. "Little guy, I'll be waiting for you." He didn't know why, but he seemed to feel a faint sense of melancholy, or perhaps it was more like reluctance to part.

  Looking at the Hongzhu Village in front of him, Si Cheng's heart was extremely excited. "Three years, finally back home!"

  When he saw the massive bluestone still standing there, a heart-wrenching feeling suddenly came over him. He slowly walked towards the bluestone and gently touched its massive body. "Elder Qing Shi said this was his true form..." (Red Mansion Soy Sauce Character Collection)

  Unconsciously, tears slid down again. "Senior Qing Shi, don't worry, I will cultivate well and come back to see you when I become stronger."

  Calmly composed, he trudged heavily towards home.

  But before he had gone far, he saw a tombstone. The grave was not big, and it was covered with green grass. A gentle breeze blew, as if welcoming Si Cheng's return.

  "Why is there a grave here?" The village would never choose to bury someone here, because it's too close to the Red Bamboo Forest. The villagers are terrified of this place, and hardly anyone comes here normally, let alone a grave.

  With a puzzled expression, he walked forward. In front of the tombstone, there were still some fresh flowers and fruits laid out. Even more surprisingly, Si Cheng saw a chicken leg. He remembered that when he was young, his favorite food was chicken legs. However, in the Hong Zhu Lin for three years, all they ate were spiritual fruits and medicine. To be honest, he really missed the taste of his mother's cooked chicken legs.

  As he walked up to the tombstone, Si Cheng opened his mouth wide and saw the six big words "My son Si Cheng's grave" were quite eye-catching. Si Cheng saw his own tombstone, lost for three years, his parents might have thought he was long dead.

  It was then that my father must have found out something, knowing that I had entered the Red Bamboo Forest. The Red Bamboo Forest is a place where the whole village trembles with fear. Our ancestors didn't know how many people went in, but not one came back alive. This phenomenon continued for many generations before it ended, and later no one dared to approach it. If it weren't for Si Cheng accidentally discovering the strange bluestone here one time, he wouldn't have come every day either.

  Looking at the tombstone, looking at the chicken legs in the bowl, Si Cheng's eyes were blurry, and he couldn't help but rush into his parents' arms and cry. Yes, home is just ahead, and I can go back soon. It's been three years since we parted ways, Father, Mother, and Little Ling'er, are you all doing well?

  These three years have been extremely difficult for the family, ever since Sheng disappeared. Qu Yun has cried every day, washing her face with tears, until she had no more tears to cry and even lost her sight. Her body grew weaker and weaker, if not for thinking of poor Ling'er who still needed her mother, perhaps she would have gone to another world to find him already.

  Today, as usual, Si Honglie was feeding Qu Yun medicine when suddenly,

  "Dad, Mom, I'm back."

  With a "clatter", the medicine bowl in Si Honglie's hand fell to the ground.

  "Liege, I heard Xiaocheng's voice! I heard Xiaocheng's voice!" Qu Yun's whole body was excited, and his body was trembling.

  Before Si Honglie could react, the door was suddenly kicked open and a figure rushed in. It was Si Cheng, who had run all the way from the tomb without stopping to catch his breath. He had not seen his loved ones for three years, and now they were right in front of him - how could he not be excited, how could he not rush back as fast as possible?

  The moment he pushed open the door and went in, he felt something was wrong. Then he saw his mother lying on the bed and his father sitting beside her, and tears poured out suddenly.

  "Father, mother, I am unfilial." With that, he fell to his knees with a thud.

  "Is Xiaocheng really Xiaocheng?" Qu Yun straightened up and was about to get out of bed.

  "Yes, Xiaocheng is back," Even in such a situation, Si Honglie, who was known for his majesty at ordinary times, couldn't help but shed rare tears.

  She hastily helped Qu Yun up, and the mother and son were deeply emotional, flesh and blood connected. The two tightly hugged each other, crying bitterly.

  After a while, the crying gradually subsided. "Come, Xiaocheng, let mother take a good look at you." Qu Yun said with a sobbing voice. As she spoke, she reached out to touch Xiaocheng's face.

  Si Honglie, who was standing aside, couldn't help but turn his head away, unable to bear the sight of this scene.

  When Qu Yun's hand touched Si Cheng's forehead, Si Cheng grasped her hand tightly. What a pair of hands they were - dry and bloodless; then he saw those empty eyes.

  "Daughter, your eyes?" As she spoke, she couldn't help but burst into tears again.

  "It's okay, mom is fine, as long as you can come back, it's better than anything." At this time, Qu Yun suddenly changed from crying to laughing and said these words.

  "Father, why is Mother like this?" Shi Cheng asked Shi Honglie with an extremely sorrowful heart.

  "Alas! Xiao Cheng, since you went missing, your mother has been heartbroken and desperate. She's been crying every day, and a year ago, she couldn't see anything anymore." Si Honglie wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes, pouring out all the bitterness and hardship he had endured over the past three years.

  "Wei Xian, Li Ming and Liu Jian, all of them were harmed by you." Si Cheng was screaming in his heart, clenching his fists tightly, making a cracking sound.

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