C108 (1/2)

At the peak of the Cloud Cliff, two figures quickly passed through the clouds and disappeared into the horizon in the blink of an eye. ”Not long later, Zi Feng and the others landed on the ground and looked at the small town not far away.” ”Let's go, let's rest for a bit in that little town.” Zi Feng turned around and said to Farmer.

Farmer nodded and walked on. Ever since they walked out of the wedding, they had been on their way without stopping.

Now that both of them had almost reached the limits of their bodies, they came to this small town to rest for a while. Zi Feng, who was walking in the wilderness, looked at the originally empty space. He was thinking about that girl who always wore purple clothes. In the past few days, Zi Feng had always felt that he was missing something.

That feeling of being cared for caused Zi Feng to feel nostalgic. Thinking of this, Zi Feng couldn't help but feel that he was so cheap. He didn't cherish it properly when he had it, and only regretted it after losing it.

Thinking about this, Zi Feng clenched his fist and muttered, ”This time, I won't do it again. Once this trip to the west ends, I will find you no matter where you go. I will give you a safe home.” As he said this, Zi Feng couldn't help but quicken his pace, catching up to Fa Ming who was walking in front.

After a short pause, both of their complexions were no longer as pale as they were before. Gradually, a tinge of blood could be seen on their faces. Standing beneath the decadent city and looking at the broken walls and walls, Zi Feng felt a sense of familiarity, but he couldn't say why.

As he entered the small town, he noticed a few people walking on the streets. Zi Feng inadvertently scanned his surroundings and discovered a dirty and wandering figure in the corner.

When he looked back, Zi Feng met his eyes, and at that moment, both of them had an expression of disbelief in their eyes.

Zi Feng didn't expect that after so many years of wandering, this old man was still hiding in a dark corner. Thinking about the mysterious behavior of this old man that night, Zi Feng couldn't help but begin to guess the story behind his back.

The astonishment in the old man's eyes was not less than that of Zi Feng. Although the young man in front of him had changed, his sharp gaze was still the same as before. Looking at the Netherworld beside him, the tramp confirmed the identity of the young man in front of him. While the two of them were in a daze, Fa Ming directly walked toward the wandering old man lying in the corner.

Just as Zi Feng was astonished, Farmer kneeled in front of the homeless guy. Zi Feng inexplicably walked over and saw that Farmer was already sobbing with tears all over his face.

Just when Zi Feng wanted to ask, Farmer said while sobbing, ”Master, let's go back! The Head Chef has always been a penitent. For the past thousand years, he has been sweeping the yard every inch of dirt. ”Back then …” Just as Fa Ming wanted to continue, the homeless guy waved his hand and said, ”Don't talk about it anymore. There's no way to save what happened that year. Don't try to persuade me anymore.”

As he spoke, he lowered his head, no longer paying any attention to Fa Ming.

Seeing that he didn't mention it, Fa Ming felt troubled. He sobbed, ”Master, if you didn't carry me back from the wilderness, I'm afraid that Fa Ming would have already been torn apart and vanished!” As he spoke, he thought about how Farmer had sobbed even harder in the past, and he couldn't help but stutter. After sobbing for a while, Farmer said, ”Master, you should go back!” His tone was one of pleading.

However, the wandering old man shook his head and smiled. ”Actually, it's quite good here. After so many years, everything is still going well like usual.” As he said this, he waved his hands, as though he was sending off a guest. Fa Ming helplessly wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes and looked at the wandering old man with a hopeful expression.

The wandering old man sighed and said, ”Go, and don't come again in the future. Also, don't mention it to him.” As he spoke, he closed his eyes, no longer paying any attention to the anxious Fa Ming. Seeing him close his eyes like an old monk in meditation and no longer paying any attention to the secular world, Fa Ming muttered to himself, ”Master, this time I'm passing through here on my way to the west. I don't know when I'll see you again.”

As he spoke, he sobbed out loud. Hearing this, the vagabond in meditation opened his eyes and asked with interest: ”West? Where to? Looking for medicinal herbs? ” As he spoke, he looked at Farmer in confusion. Seeing his master's confusion, he explained, ”No, it was Master who asked me to accompany him on a trip to the Western Regions.” As he spoke, he pointed to Zi Feng, who was standing beside him.

The wandering old man's gaze followed the direction of Fa Ming's gaze and stopped on Zi Feng. There were traces of doubt in his turbid eyes. Zi Feng said with an embarrassed smile, ”It's like this.” As he spoke, he took out the pale yellow jade pendant from his bosom.

When the wandering old man saw the pale yellow jade pendant, he was just like the old man sweeping the floor. He said, ”I didn't expect it to exist. I really didn't expect it to come back in just 200 years.” Saying that, he took the light yellow jade pendant from Zi Feng's hands.

Suddenly, the old man seemed to have aged a lot as he said, ”If he hadn't tried to be brave, I'm sure we wouldn't be like this now. He wouldn't have left us so early.” As he said that, his eyes flashed with burning anger.

At the side, Fa Ming looked at the homeless man with some doubt. He asked, ”Could it be that it is because of this master that I came to the west?” The wandering old man nodded and said, ”West? ”This jade was produced in the Western Territory, so …” As he said that, he suddenly stopped. He took out a pocket-sized jade lotus and handed it over to Farmer, saying, ”Maybe I'll need it to travel westward this time.”

When Fa Ming took the jade lotus from the wandering old man's hand, he started trembling with excitement. But a moment later, Fa Ming came to his senses and quickly pushed the jade lotus towards the old man. The old man said unhappily, ”I told you to accept it.”

When Fa Ming heard his master's stern voice, he could only obediently put away the jade lotus. Although Zi Feng, who was standing at the side, didn't know what treasure the Buddha family was, he could tell its value just by looking at its dark green appearance.

Just as the old man and Fa Ming were conversing, Zi Feng took out the ancient book in his chest and asked the wandering old man, ”Senior, do you know the origin of this book?” When the wandering old man saw this ancient book, his eyes couldn't help but tremble. He raised his head and looked in disbelief. The purple-haired youth in front of him asked, ”How did you get your hands on this?”