Chu Yang originally thought that the people here had been completely slaughtered by the Thousand Devil Sect. However, he didn't find a single corpse at the scene, not even a trace of blood.
It was as if everyone in the small mountain village had been blown away by the hurricane. It was also as if all the villagers had chosen to leave after the hurricane ravaged this place.
It was so quiet that it was terrifying. It was so quiet that it made everything seem strange and eerie.
"What exactly happened here?"
Chu Yang couldn't help but frown.
"What else could have happened!" When Yang Ziming saw the scene in front of him, it was as if he had returned to the Yang Family Village. He raised his head and roared at the sky.
Then, like a mad hound, he ran wildly, as if he was searching for something.
After a while, he stopped at a place where a large amount of soil had been turned over. Then, he dug down with both hands.
Yang Ziming's movements were extremely fast, like a digging mouse. As the soil was continuously dug out, Chu Yang saw his entire body tremble. Then, his movements became gentle, but he dug even faster.
When Chu Yang looked over, he was surprised to see a small head slowly appear.
At first, it was only hair. Later on, it was a child who was only three or four years old. That extremely frightened face was completely revealed. When it was imprinted in Chu Yang's eyes, it was as if a spear had ruthlessly pierced through his body. His soul seemed to have been nailed to the ground by this spear.
After that, Yang Ziming quickly dug down. The figure of the three or four child was completely revealed. Under the child's little feet, there was a pair of hands, a pair of women's hands.
These hands were desperately trying to lift up, but at a certain moment, they lost their strength and completely stopped.
When Yang Ziming saw this pair of women's hands, he suddenly trembled and crazily dug down. A woman quickly appeared in front of Yang Ziming's eyes, and at the same time, it was imprinted in Chu Yang's eyes.
At this moment, Chu Yang's entire body fiercely trembled. It was as if he had been struck by lightning, and his entire body shook violently.
The woman's panic-stricken, yet extremely hopeful, praying, and praying expression once again stabbed into his eyes like spears and needles, stabbing into his heart.
Such a scene was more than heart-piercing!
"Bastards, you bastards, you goddamn bastards!"
Yang Zi Ming was extremely angry. He even shouted hysterically, "I'm going to kill you all. I'm going to kill you all. I'm going to kill you all."
Weng!
Chu Yang abruptly released his spiritual power to sense the ground, and his entire body shook violently.
Underneath the soil, everything was so clear to him that he could see everything clearly.
Chickens, dogs, livestock, men, women, old people, children … All the people and livestock in the entire mountain village were buried under the ground. There were nearly a thousand people. And underneath, there were countless faces. Faces of terror, faces of anger, faces of despair, and countless other faces.
At this moment, Chu Yang sensed these faces, and he couldn't help but see the scene of all the villagers being buried alive: their cries, their screams, their pleas, their roars, their curses, and their struggles …
Because of Chu Yang's extremely powerful perception, every scene was extremely real and vivid. It made him feel as if he was there at the time, watching a bunch of bastards brutally bury the villagers alive.
Such a scene, such a scene, Chu Yang couldn't bear to watch. He withdrew his spiritual power and quickly lowered his eyes.
He didn't even dare to look at the three or four year old child that Yang Ziming had first dug up, and the woman who was trying her best to lift the child up.
"That should be the child's mother."
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