C100

The scenery outside the window was moving backwards, and the mountain forest gradually became more lively. One could even see the leisurely grazing of cattle and horses. The rice in the fields was arranged in neat rows, and the corn in the fields was about two meters tall.

Even though she was separated by the window, she could still feel the thick air of the countryside blowing against her. Lin Xiao's heart was very calm and at ease, as if she had seen an old acquaintance. He was too familiar with these things. Having grown up in the countryside, he had let go of the cattle, planted the seedlings, and fed the pigs. Now, everything seemed so familiar and unfamiliar to him.

Dragon City was a large city. Although Lin Xuan lived in a world of demons that were sparsely populated, she had never seen a herd of horses and cows before. She was especially curious about all of this.

"Big brother, I want to ride a horse." Lin Xuan pulled her head back into the carriage, hugging Lin Xiao's neck as she shook it.

Lin Xiao bitterly smiled. It seemed that his family didn't have any horses. There was only a big black buffalo and a few pigs. On the other hand, the chickens and ducks were in a big cage. When he first entered Dragon City's Important High School, his family killed one of the pigs and several chickens and ducks to celebrate for him. Many people from the village came to congratulate him.

It was so nostalgic. Lin Xiao couldn't help but sigh. Those days of youth were gone.

When they arrived at the station in the town, Lin Xiao and Lin Si took the old bus and staggered along the rugged mountain road. Inside the bus was the same old song from ten or so years ago, Lin Xiao now had some charm to her.

The bus stopped at the entrance of a small village, and Lin Xiao and Lin Xuan alighted from the bus.

He's back, he's back. Lin Xiao seemed to loudly shout as her footsteps became more hurried. He pulled Lin Xuan along with him as they walked along the farmland's edge. They passed through the fields and entered a small village with scattered houses.

He wasn't sure if it was just an illusion, but he had a feeling that the old trees at the entrance of the village had a different charm hidden within. Not only that, when he walked into the village, many things remained the same.

"My cultivation is muddled."

Lin Xiao bitterly smiled as she shook her head. She held onto Lin Xuan as they walked along the village's flagstones. Lin Xuan was jumping between the flagstones as if she was playing hopscotch.

"This is, the Lin Shan Family's son of a bitch?"

As he passed by a courtyard, an old man called out to Lin Xiao. The old man was originally smoking a big pipe in the courtyard when he saw a familiar man walking by with a little girl. The more he saw, the more familiar he became.

When Lin Xiao heard this, he was immediately excited. Lin Shan was his father. When he was young, he was rather mischievous. Everyone in the village called him Doggie, and there were even people who remembered him.

"You are?" Lin Xiao embarrassedly smiled. He had no impression of this old man with his beard and gray hair.

"You forget? I'm your third grandpa, your grandfather's sworn brother. You loved to come to my house to steal dates when you were young. " When the old man saw that it was really Lin Xiao, he stood up and walked up to him to size her up. He repeatedly praised her, and when he saw Lin Xuan, his eyes revealed a look of joy, "Alright, since our daughter is already this old, Little Shan can finally be at ease."

With a flushed face, Lin Xuan lowered her head and muttered that she was not Lin Xiao's daughter, but the old man did not seem to hear her. However, Lin Xiao sensed that something was wrong from the old man's words. He hastily asked, "Third grandfather, what happened to my father?"

"Err, son of a bitch, don't worry. There are some things that the heavens have set down that we can't change." The old man seemed to have difficulty speaking. As he finished speaking, he took a deep drag from his cigarette, and the smell of the cigarette made Lin Xiao cough.

"Tell me, Third Grandpa, what happened to my dad?"

"Your dad left. He left three years ago, so your mom didn't tell you. Just last year, your mom also left." The old man turned his head to the side and let out a heavy sigh. Lin Xiao's parents were also in their early fifties, but they left before these old bones did.

"Then my grandfather …" Lin Xiao's figure shook as if struck by lightning, and the hand holding onto Lin Xuan fell down powerlessly.

"Your grandfather is still alive, but he's been sitting in the yard all day and hasn't come out."

Lin Xiao bid farewell to the old man and hurriedly brought Lin Xuan to his house. It seemed as if the wall had not been repaired for a long time and the plants had all sealed the road. Lin Xiao dug away the vines that extended out of the wall and pushed open the courtyard door, revealing a skinny old man sitting under an old tree in the courtyard.

At this time, he wasn't a 20 year old adult, nor was he a top 100 master of the Sky Demon Region's new generation. He was only a child that had returned home, a child that had lost his parents.

When the old man heard the crying, his eyes lit up. He lowered his head and looked at Lin Xiao, who was crying loudly on his lap, and subconsciously touched the latter's head.

"Grandfather, I'm back. I'm back."

All of this seemed like a dream. It was just a few years, but it was like several centuries had passed. His parents had left, and the old man had lost his children.

"Doggie, you're back." The old man responded with a blank look. Without the excitement of his grandson coming home, without the joy of seeing his family again, the old man murmured with tears flowing from his eyes. His face was expressionless, without any trace of life, "Little Shan and Little Juan won't be coming back."

The Little Juan that the old man spoke of was Lin Xiao's mother. She was a woman from the countryside who had never attended school, but had taught Lin Xiao too many things, and the one time she had gone out to play with the children in the village was because she had accidentally broken her leg. That day, his father had locked him up in the cow pen and wanted to break his leg as well, but his mother rushed in from the outside and held Lin Xiao in her arms.

"Grandfather, where are our parents buried? I want to go tell them that the dog doll is back." Lin Xiao's tears fell like rain. In this world, there was no pain more than the passing of one's loved ones, and his sky seemed to collapse. His father, who did not smile, but occasionally giggled, and his kind and gentle mother, he had not yet firmly memorized his parents' appearances, but now he would never see them again.

Lin Xiao helped the old man walk towards the two low tombs on the hillside. On the other side of the old man, Lin Xuan silently held the old man's hand.

"Plop."

Lin Xiao kneeled down in front of the grave. His father had passed away, but he didn't come because his mother wouldn't allow anyone to inform him. Even he hadn't come when his mother had passed away. He felt like the most unfilial person in the world.

He opened his mouth, but did not know what to say. Thousands of words stuck in his chest as he held his breath.

A pair of small hands embraced Lin Xiao's neck from behind. Lin Xiao could feel Lin Xuan's face pressing against his back, comforting him. But the people in front of him were his parents, the ones who had raised him. He clearly remembered the day he had entered the Important High School, when his father had stood up straight when he saw them, and his mother's face had always been like a blossoming flower with a smile on it. But why did they leave before he had a chance?

"Why?!"

The roar shook the forest and sent a few crows flying away.

A tree wants peace, but the wind does not stop. A child wants to be raised, but he does not want to be loved …