Fang Zhengzhi's body trembled.
Nothing was more terrifying than seeing a dead person suddenly open his eyes. Even though he did not witness the process of Zhang Yangping's death.
However, the bloody hole in Zhang Yangping's throat was extremely clear.
Even a Rebirth State cultivator would be severely injured by a sword through the throat. What kind of person was Zhang Yangping? He was just an ordinary villager.
How could he still be alive?
A drop of cold sweat trickled down Fang Zhengzhi's forehead. For some reason, Fang Zhengzhi suddenly felt a chill down his spine. It was as if he was being stared at by countless pairs of eyes.
Then, an even more exaggerated scene appeared in front of him.
After Zhang Yangping opened his eyes, he quickly sat up from the ground. There was still blood flowing from his throat. However, he still had a gratified smile on his face.
"Zhengzhi, you are finally back?" Zhang Yangping opened his mouth and his voice was extremely clear. It was as if he was whispering into Fang Zhengzhi's ear.
"Ah …" Fang Zhengzhi did not really believe in ghosts. However, the scene in front of him still shocked him. He was so scared that he could not help but take a few steps back.
At this moment, he saw countless terrified expressions on the faces of the villagers. All of them were screaming in their ears.
And Wu Yuer.
He could tell that Wu Yuer was evidently very nervous. She used one hand to shake him with all her might. Fang Zhengzhi could not hear what she was saying.
"What's wrong, Zhengzhi? I am your Uncle Yangping. Zhengzhi … your father and I have missed you. We really, really missed you …" Zhang Yangping's voice rang out once again.
Most importantly, as Zhang Yangping spoke, he slowly crawled towards Fang Zhengzhi. His pair of pitch-black eyes were like the abyss of hell.
"Uncle Yangping …" Fang Zhengzhi's body shuddered once again as a cold wind blew behind him. He instinctively looked at the villagers around him.
From the expressions of the villagers, he could sense that they were extremely concerned and anxious. However, the strange thing was that not a single villager noticed that Zhang Yangping had woken up. Or rather, none of the villagers saw Zhang Yangping open his eyes and crawl towards him.
"Zhengzhi, the evil demons are here. They killed Li 'er and are going to kill everyone in the Northern Mountain Village. Zhengzhi, you have to avenge Li' er. They killed Li 'er, my Li' er … No, no, you can't avenge him. The evil demons are too powerful, you must not avenge him." Zhang Yangping crawled in front of Fang Zhengzhi and placed his hand on Fang Zhengzhi's as he muttered to himself.
Fang Zhengzhi did not dodge this time.
Because, Zhang Yangping mentioned the evil demon, and also mentioned his son Zhang Li, the current deputy leader of the Northern Mountain Village hunting squad, Zhang Li, that burly and muscular fellow.
"Uncle Yang Ping!" Fang Zhengzhi's eyes teared up as memories flashed past his mind. The first time he met Zhang Yangping was on the Cang Ling Mountain.
At that time, he was only seven years old and had just joined the Southern Mountain Village hunting squad. He was enemies with Zhang Yangping and they fought for the prey in the outer perimeter of the Cang Ling Mountain.
However, this relationship was like that of a father and son.
Zhang Yangping had lent a helping hand to Fang Zhengzhi and the Fang Family when they were at their lowest point. He had given Fang Zhengzhi and the Fang Family a new environment to live in. Furthermore, he had supported Fang Zhengzhi's actions with all his might. He had placed all the savings of the entire Northern Mountain Village on Fang Zhengzhi. He had taken more care of Fang Zhengzhi than his own son, Zhang Li.
"Zhengzhi, it's great that you are back. With you around, the Northern Mountain Village will definitely be safe. The evil demons will not dare to invade us anymore. Uncle Yang Ping can also rest in peace." Zhang Yangping grabbed Fang Zhengzhi's hand tightly, his dark eyes filled with admiration.
"Uncle Yang Ping, you know …"
"Mm, Uncle Yang Ping knows, of course I know. Yes, I am already dead. I can no longer drink and eat with you and Houde."
"Uncle Yang Ping …"
"Don't cry, my child, don't cry. You are the pride of the entire Northern Mountain Village. Without you, the Northern Mountain Village would not be where it is today. I am afraid we would not have enough to eat a few years ago. You must be strong and live on. Live on for the Northern Mountain Village!" When Zhang Yangping said that, he looked at the sky. Then, his body gradually disappeared, as if he had disappeared.
"Uncle Yang Ping, Uncle Yang Ping!!!" Fang Zhengzhi's body lunged forward. He wanted to stop Zhang Yangping, but he couldn't grab hold of him.
Then, an intense pain surged from his heart and rushed into Fang Zhengzhi's brain like a flood.
The world in front of him changed again. It was still black and white, but it felt completely different. It was as if nothing had happened.
Zhang Yangping was still lying on the ground. His eyes were still closed and there was still blood on his throat. It felt as if he had not moved at all.
"Uncle Yang Ping!" Fang Zhengzhi shouted again.
"Zhengzhi, Zhengzhi, what happened to you?!"
"Zhengzhi, can you hear me? Zhengzhi, don't scare me! "
"Zheng 'er … Zheng' er, what happened to you?"
All of the villagers, including Fang Houde and Wu Yuer, screamed in Fang Zhengzhi's ears. However, Fang Zhengzhi could not hear or feel them.
Furthermore, the strangest thing was …
He saw a shadow on the villagers, Fang Houde and Wu Yuer. It was a shadow that he could not get rid of, but it was entwined with their bodies.
"What happened? What happened to me? " Fang Zhengzhi had a heavy feeling in his heart. It was as if a huge boulder was pressing down on his heart, making it hard for him to breathe. He could feel himself breathing, but he could not hear the sound of his own breathing.
Not only could he not hear the sound of breathing, he could not hear anything else. This included the sound of the wind, footsteps, grass rustling …
All the sounds disappeared.
There was only black and white left in the world, black and white intertwined together.
Then, Fang Zhengzhi felt as if his entire body had become light as a feather. It was as if he was slowly rising into the air above the Northern Mountain Village.
He looked down at the villagers from the sky. For some reason, he felt that the villagers were crying. It was a cry that came from their souls.
"Rumble!" A series of boisterous and orderly voices rang out.
A group of figures appeared at the entrance of the Northern Mountain Village. The leader was a general covered in a black cloak and he was riding on a beast that was covered in scales.
"Vice Domain Chief, we seem to have been exposed!"
"…"
"…"
"Little Radish will not let you bad people hurt Uncle Fang and Auntie Qin. Little Radish wants to protect the village, Little Radish is brave …"
"…"
The scenes changed continuously. It was as if the souls of the villagers were telling Fang Zhengzhi everything that had happened.
"No! Mister Mo Cheng, don't! " Fang Zhengzhi wanted to stop Mister Mo Cheng from being killed by the Vice Domain Chief of the Demon Race. However, he could not.
"Ah …"
"Uncle Yang Ping, Uncle Yang Ping, don't go up!"
"Ah, you evil demons, we will fight you to the death!"
"…"
"Yun Qingwu, Yun Qingwu!!!" An intense anger surged from Fang Zhengzhi's heart, causing him to feel as if his body was being burned by fire.
"Ah!! Yun Qingwu, I want revenge, I want revenge!!! "
Thump! Fang Zhengzhi's head sank and all the scenes disappeared. The world was no longer black and white. Instead, it turned into complete darkness without any light.
"…"
"Zhengzhi, Zhengzhi, what happened to you?!"
"Quick, help, Zhengzhi has fainted, he has fainted!"
The villagers screamed. Fang Zhengzhi had already fallen head-first onto Zhang Yangping's corpse, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Quick, help Zhengzhi up and go back to the house to rest. He must have been overwhelmed by anger!"
"Be careful, be careful …"
…
The night gradually darkened.
The Northern Mountain Village was not a bustling town. Under normal circumstances, there would not be many fires at night. Most people would go to bed early to prepare for the next morning's work.
However, the Northern Mountain Village was different tonight. Almost every household had their oil lamps lit up, and no one had gone to sleep.
Outside the courtyard of the Fang family in the Northern Mountain Village, there was a huge crowd. Everyone stretched their necks and waited anxiously.
"Why isn't there any news?"
"I wonder when Zhengzhi will wake up?"
"Sigh … the village chief brought Zhengzhi and his family to the Northern Mountain Village. However, the moment he returned, he saw the village chief dead. How can he accept this?"
The villagers discussed softly, their faces filled with sorrow. However, not a single one of them walked into the Fang family's courtyard to disturb them.
Meanwhile, in the Fang Family's courtyard.
Wu Yuer, on the other hand, sat quietly by the bed and looked at Fang Zhengzhi, who was lying on the bed. Her charming face was filled with an unconcealable anxiety and anxiety.
"Yuer, Auntie Qin is awake." Fang Houde's voice came from outside the house. His voice wasn't loud, but it was clear.
However, Wu Yuer sat by the bed blankly as if she did not hear anything.
"Zheng 'er, how is Zheng' er?!" At this moment, Qin Xuelian's voice was heard. Then, a swaying figure rushed over.
Wu Yuer's body trembled, and she finally turned to look at the door. Looking at Qin Xuelian's pale face, she bit her lips tightly.
"Auntie, did Yun Qingwu bring the Demon soldiers here? Tell me, am I right? "
"Yes!" Qin Xuelian nodded.
"Damn Yun Qingwu, damn it!" Wu Yuer gritted her teeth and her chest rose and fell rapidly due to her anger. Her eyes shone with a cold radiance.
"Yu 'er, we can't defeat her. She is the Young Lord of the Demon Race. I only hope that Zheng' er can wake up as soon as possible, my Zheng 'er …" Qin Xuelian walked to the bed and sobbed again when she saw Fang Zhengzhi with his eyes tightly shut.
"Mother, why are you crying again after waking up? I told you not to come in, but you insisted … "Fang Houde hugged Qin Xuelian with one hand and scolded her. Tears welled up in his eyes.
"Alright, I won't cry, I won't cry. As long as Zheng 'er is alive, as long as our family is reunited, I won't cry, yes, I won't cry …"
"Yuer, you said that you have a master who is proficient in medicine?" Fang Houde patted Qin Xuelian's shoulder and turned to look at Wu Yuer.
"Yes, I have sent a letter to him. He should be here in three to five days." Wu Yuer nodded. Then, she took out a small jade bottle from her pocket. "Uncle Fang, I have a Vitality Pill here. I wonder if there's any hot water in the house. Can you give me some?"
"Yes yes yes, I will get some hot water now." Fang Houde nodded and looked at Qin Xuelian in his arms. "Mother, please sit in the house for a while. Don't cry anymore."
"Let me get it?"
"No need, you rest, I will do it!"
"…"
…
The night passed quickly and the morning sun shone on the ground.
At the entrance of the Zhang Family's courtyard, the villagers were still waiting patiently. No one went in to disturb them. However, someone had already served them porridge and breakfast.
"Brother Fang, Aunt Qin, we have brought you breakfast. Do you want to eat?"
"Thank you, Aunt Li." Fang Houde quickly ran out of the house. His eyes were slightly dark, but he still deftly took over the bamboo basket carried by a woman. Then, he seemed to have thought of something. "How's Little Radish? Does he know that his parents … "
"Little Radish was kept by Auntie Wang. The village chief left, and A Li left as well. Auntie Wang is suffering alone, so she took Little Radish as her grandson." The woman called Auntie Li sighed and said.
"Hmm, this is the best arrangement." Fang Houde nodded and continued, "I'll have to trouble Auntie Li to take care of the village chief's funeral. I'll go over to help after the child's mother has her breakfast. No matter what, the funeral of Mr. Mo Cheng and the village chief must be done well!"
"Everyone has discussed this. Now that the village chief and Ah Li are gone, I am afraid Brother Fang will have to take care of the matters in the village. We know that Zhengzhi is unconscious and the princess is … but the entire village is in a mess, we …"
"Aunt Li, you don't have to say anymore. I understand. I am familiar with the matters in the village. All these years, Brother Yangping and I have been taking care of it. Since the villagers trust me, I will definitely take care of it!" Fang Houde looked into the house and sighed heavily.
At this moment, an orderly sound was heard from the entrance of the North Mountain village. The ground shook and the loud neighing of horses could be heard.
"Rumble …"
The commotion caused Fang Houde and the villagers' expressions to change. They looked at each other, their faces filled with fear.
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