Chapter 2773: Despicable as Grass

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In extreme pain, extreme hatred is born. Hating the sudden occurrence of the tragedy, hating the misfortune that suddenly befell the Su family, hating the fear of facing danger!

Su Xiu Xing opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, lifted his hand, not knowing what he could do. He shamefully retreated, and the useless Dao technique just turned in his palm—

He was like a person holding only a cup of water in his hand, while his home was already burning in a raging fire.

He knew he should do something, perhaps throw this cup of water in, but he understood it was completely meaningless.

The previous moment he was still commenting on the Yellow River's prodigies, criticizing the world's major events, the next moment he was mourning in his own homeland.

Not to mention still being able to do something, in front of the power of this constantly expanding light beam, he couldn't even escape danger to continue his hate—because he was also pursued by the light!

In a vast white vision, he almost thought it was the color of the Origin Sea.

But a corner of a Dao robe, at this moment, floated down in front of him.

This was a white-based black-lined chess grid Dao robe, as if a chessboard he fundamentally had no qualification to touch, had smashed down on his head and face... making him muddled and stunned at the same time, yet also covering up the sky light that swept the entire Su family's new residence.

The Dao robe floated down was a slender back figure.

Su Xiu Xing saw a light yellow with green embroidered copper sword sheath extending from this back figure, his line of sight going further forward... hidden inside the floating rolled Dao robe was a slender hand, pressing the black and white two-colored Two Instruments wooden sword handle.

His breathing choked.

He had always been a person who understood how to observe details.

As the Ming River Boatman, responsible for external intelligence, various contacts, and task receiving within Hell No Door, the cognition of who could be provoked and who could not was the basic skill of this job.

How could he not recognize the outside world?

The comer was Penglai Island high cultivator, Central Empire Xuan Zhen, Taiyi Chen Suan!

Not long ago, this Dao title was decreed in the 《Ling Bao Yu Ce》, and with the honorable name of "Taiyi Zhen Ren", he would be widely respected by the Dao lineage.

He actually appeared in Wei Country, Jiao Heng County, appeared in the currently destroying home of the nameless small fry Su Xiu Xing.

"Ming River Boatman? Someone from Hell No Door?" In that vast white light, Chen Suan looked sideways with half an eye, raised his eyebrow, and asked.

At the moment of life and death, Su Xiu Xing subconsciously activated the Ming River curse technique transmitted by Qin Guang Wang. Thus exposing his rich work history.

Chen Suan saw through it at a glance.

As soon as this voice sounded, Su Xiu Xing was suddenly startled. Then came hate.

Many years of walking in life and death, long experienced in pursuit, allowed him to connect everything in this instant—

His matter was exposed!

As a remnant of Hell No Door, being personally captured and interrogated by a righteous True Person from the Central Empire, wasn't this a natural thing?

When joining Hell No Door, even earlier, when joining that Yang Country Tian Xia Lou, he had already prepared to welcome this day. A figure from a mediocre small country, with no other way out, living with his head tied to his pants waist, where had he not always fallen down?

But, but...

Su Xiu Xing's eyes were red, and he shouted with hate: "You can catch me... it's fine to kill me!"

He grasped the dagger, bared his teeth and claws, and pounced up, his heart and eyes full of raging hatred: "It's good if you kill me, Xiao Die is innocent, there's still a child in the courtyard—"

Chen Suan backhanded with a slap!

This slap was crisp and clean, directly fanning Su Xiu Xing's entire person to the ground. Fanning him so his qi scattered, his spirit was lost, and his intention was tired, his body bitter.

His head hit the ground, making a solid kowtow sound.

In his already overgrown heart, a dangerous and alarming bell was rung.

"Awakened?" Chen Suan asked.

Su Xiu Xing flipped over, his finger bones gripping the ground, still lowering his head, his hair messy and drooping, his voice hoarse: "Awakened."

He Su Xiu Xing, no matter how unworthy, would not be enough to make Chen Suan personally come to catch him.

To put it unpleasantly, what kind of thing was he?

Chen Suan absolutely could not have come for him. Even if such a figure targeted Wei Country, carrying the same mission as Yin Xiao Heng that year, there would be no need to talk to him Su Xiu Xing. He was neither a high-level figure in Wei Country, nor did he have the ability to attract the opponent's attention.

So instead, Chen Suan saved him?

He was indeed within the cover range of this chessboard Dao robe, temporarily avoiding that beam of sky light.

So all this was unrelated to Chen Suan?

But why would the great Chen Suan, such an honorable Tian Jing True Person, come here, come to this barren countryside place...

"Awakened, then stand up and look," Chen Suan's voice said.

Su Xiu Xing propped himself up from the ground and crawled up. In front of him was no longer vast white—the damage received by his eyes had already recovered, or it was not serious to begin with, or Chen Suan casually helped him heal, but none of that mattered.

He saw in front of him, there was nothing at all. Figures, tables and chairs, chickens and dogs, the entire Su family's new residence just in front of him... had been fiercely shredded, all swept clean by the light.

Everything he had built upon his glorious return home, his glory and family feelings during this period... no longer existed.

Not only that.

Chen Suan didn't just let him see this.

This sky light did not fall separately on the Su family's new residence.

But... it spread across the entire Jiao Heng County, perhaps more than just Jiao Heng County. He gazed into the distance and saw irregular yet everywhere visible! Killing sky light!

One beam after another, some on the long street, some through high buildings, some three pillars in unison, some spaced a hundred li.

The sky light was like a forest, and the wails were like flocks of birds flying up.

Human lives were as cheap as grass.

The lives of the Wei Country people were as cheap as grass!

Su Xiu Xing swayed as he stood there, hearing someone in the city wailing—

"They once slaughtered Ye Wang City!"

"They... came again!"

They! Who were they?

In this world, on this land, "they," who else could they be?

Such fear was deeply engraved in the hearts of the Wei people.

The mention of the war between Jing Country and Wei, the mention of the unnamed Ye Wang City massacre, seemed like something from a very distant past.

As if an era had already passed.

But if one carefully counted the stones on the engravings, it was actually only thirty-five years ago...

The Wei Country people dared not recall, dared not mention, that fear was the feeling that stretched time.

Only thirty-five years have passed!

How dared he think that this was already a peaceful era?

How dared he return to his hometown, indulging in the illusion of safety, when he was clearly a killer who had worked in Hell No Door.

"But why?" Su Xiu Xing looked at the figure in front of him and asked with hate and pain: "Why?"

Exactly why?

So submissive, so weak... the already obscure Wei Country!

There was fundamentally no opportunity for growth domestically. Young people like him once had to leave their homeland to seek a living in Wei Country.

A long-ago desolate small country, barely touched by Wu De Ze, had a little chance to live like humans.

Why did the Jing Country people come again?!

"Not us," Chen Suan looked up at the sky, the small half of his face left for Su Xiu Xing was unusually serious.

"Here is the Central Domain, here is the Wei Country once slaughtered by you all..." Su Xiu Xing's tears streamed down, or perhaps it was also the blood from his forehead, all mixed together, he couldn't distinguish clearly, only repeating: "How do you prove it's not you all? How do I know you're not deceiving me?"

"You don't have the qualification to be deceived," Chen Suan said very directly.

Su Xiu Xing bit his teeth tightly for a moment!

This was very cruel, yet very real.

Chen Suan paid no attention to his mood. He observed the falling points of those beams of sky light, constantly pinching seals in his hand, and quickly said: "Listen, I should have been discovered already, the opponent will come over soon—"

"Who is the opponent?" Su Xiu Xing's already full of holes heart suddenly tensed again. He hadn't thought that even a figure like Chen Suan would show this weak, nervous posture.

What kind of existence destroyed the Su family, and even the entire Jiao Heng County?

This nervousness suppressed his sorrow, making his hands tremble slightly!

"Still don't know for now," Chen Suan shook his head, his tone inexplicable: "But I will know soon."

The chessboard Dao robe was disturbed by the wind. The contemporary Taiyi True Person pressed his sword forward and walked: "Don't ask this and that, now listen to my command, you have only one chance to do the right thing."

Su Xiu Xing subconsciously followed.

"The faith path here is completely locked. I will find a way to send you away—"

Chen Suan looked left and right, constantly pinching his fingers, seemingly calculating something, paused, and continued: "You must bring the truth here out."

Su Xiu Xing wiped a handful of bloody tears, following him closely: "What is the truth?"

"I don't know yet. By the time I know—" Chen Suan turned back to look at Su Xiu Xing, only at this moment did he truly look at Su Xiu Xing, remembering his appearance.

Perhaps he was also thinking—what use can this person be?

His tone was complex: "Perhaps it will already be too late."

At the same time Chen Suan was speaking, he had already raised his hand, pressing a vertical palm precisely on Su Xiu Xing's heart, just a light push—

Su Xiu Xing leaned back and fell!

He only felt an irresistible force, like destroying dry weeds and pulling up roots, disintegrating all his resistance. Pushing him backward, making him lean back.

His body had no autonomy at all, his five senses were completely confused.

At this moment, he felt no fear.

Because if Chen Suan wanted to kill him, he wouldn't need to be so complicated. Also because this series of continuous changes had already made his feelings numb!

He fell to the ground, but didn't feel hard ground, but rather like falling into the sea, sinking in a straight line.

The soil wrapped him like water, in front of him was darkness, nothing could be seen.

He felt himself moving at extreme speed, by some method he temporarily didn't understand—he understood that it was Chen Suan's means of sending him away.

Life seemed like a stone sinking into water, fate like mud covering his eyes.

He didn't know where the endpoint was, he only knew the starting point was his home. A home that could never return, never be seen again.

In this temporarily safe moment, in this state of "already escaped" yet not in control of himself, he was blankly quiet for a while, then felt a huge sorrow surge.

Scene after scene flashed before him, all were the laughter and joy of this period.

Uncle was a few words of a stubborn old man, initially sending him far away, only helping to carry his package, silently accompanying him for ten li. Cousin sister was more lively than in childhood, grew into a big girl, looking gentle, yet a character who dared to love and hate. Third aunt's Hu Zi was naughty and mischievous, he had just confiscated this kid's slingshot yesterday, making him stand in punishment...

When leaving Jiao Heng County, Su Xiu Xing told himself he must live like a human being. These years he risked his life to move forward, schemed tirelessly, exhausted his efforts to preserve his life... finally waiting for this day, as a killer, a luxurious "safe retirement." Brought years of savings, returned home in glory.

But "hometown" unexpectedly perished on this day.

He didn't even know why!

The weak have no qualification for happiness, not even the ability to hate.

Su Xiu Xing bit his teeth tightly!

Suddenly bright in front of him.

Su Xiu Xing found himself already escaped from that completely dark state, his whole body lightened. He finally felt the fragrance of grass, the clear wind, and sunlight again.

This was a temporarily unknown mountain valley. Chen Suan didn't know what method he used to send him here.

Going back to his old home... he didn't know how far away it was.

Huge sorrow gave birth to huge hate.

Su Xiu Xing's face was covered in blood!

He knelt on the ground!

He lowered his head, lifted his left hand, holding the dagger in his right hand and fiercely cutting into the palm of his hand! Cutting a wound to the bone, the blade and finger bone grinding out a harsh sound!

Fresh blood was like a spring, drenching the soil.

"I Su Xiu Xing swear to this imperial heaven and earth!"

"This heart will forever hate! This enmity must be avenged!"

"No matter who you are, no matter what force you belong to."

"I will definitely find you, I will pull out your teeth, peel off your human skin, drink off your dirty blood, eat up your meat mouthful by mouthful!"

He wanted to reorganize Hell No Door, he wanted to walk Yin Guan's road again. He wanted to be more desperate, more hateful, he wanted to gain more power, do more things.

Absolutely not... absolutely not let Xiao Die die in vain. Not let uncle, third aunt, Hu Zi and the others die in vain.

He cried and shouted: "I will definitely kill you... I will definitely kill you!!!"

At this time, a voice sounded—

"Oh?"

Although this voice was light, it was like a thunder shock.

Su Xiu Xing, who had just made a blood oath, saw a pair of boots stopped in front of him from his hazy tearful vision—these were a pair of black deerskin long boots, with no special style, only the velvet edge on the left side had some dark marks, as if worn out.

He didn't know when someone came, and the comer was already standing in front of him!

And subjected to some unknown force, he fundamentally couldn't lift his head, only kneeling there, supporting himself on the ground with his hand, head lowered.

He didn't even have the qualification to face his enemy directly!

"Chen..." Su Xiu Xing opened his mouth with difficulty: "Chen..."

At this time, words seemed to weigh a thousand jun. Without the courage to shatter his teeth, he couldn't utter a single sentence.

"Chen Suan, yes?" the strange voice asked.

"He won't let you all go," Su Xiu Xing wanted to say. This useless him was already suppressed by the enemy, so he could only entrust his hate to a more capable person, but he couldn't open his mouth.

But the person opposite seemed to have guessed his inner voice. He sighed and said: "He, ah, is a very formidable person. I didn't even think he could calculate to this step, investigate to here, to the extent that he discovered some key things, and almost managed to dodge past. Unfortunately..."

Unfortunately... what?

Su Xiu Xing's consciousness was already very heavy, but still falling more cruelly.

And that voice was always calm: "Your appearance here is him borrowing you to escape himself. You can be of no use, can know nothing, but I cannot bet that you are useless, bet that you don't know."

"Every minute of power I waste on you will increase his possibility of escaping."

"How is it, does it sound more hateful?"

"Or... slightly comforting?"

Su Xiu Xing opened his mouth wanting to make a sound.

The comer, however, didn't care about his answer, just casually pressed a palm down.

The palm was like the sky covering, fate like a book flipping.

Su Xiu Xing seemed to hear something shattering, vaguely understanding that it was his head. Then he felt himself like a wisp of smoke—body and soul, all lightly floated and scattered.

Weightless.