C13 My Name Is Heaven Hatred

In an instant, Shibao's body froze. The scene in front of him instantly destroyed Shibao's carefree and cynical heart.

Ruined... Ruined?

Looking at the ruins in front of him, Shibao's body felt as if it had been struck by lightning. Right now, he was completely motionless, and his mind was completely blank. After a long while, he muttered in a daze, "This ... What the hell is going on? Why did the pawnshop turn into ruins? Lin... Where is Elder Lin? Where is he?"

Shibao stood beside the ruins as if someone had cast a spell on him. He stared at the ruins in a daze.

The half-buried charcoal and rotten wood already told him that there had been an accident, and that an unknown amount of time had passed. One year, two years, or even three years.

Shibao looked at the ruins numbly. After an unknown period of time, the sound of hurried footsteps could be heard. Hengtian suddenly turned his head and saw a middle-aged man in gray clothes with a wide face standing not far behind him.

He looked at the grey-clothed man not too far away. His sleeves were rolled up and he was panting a little. There was still a thin stubble on his familiar face, but it was different from what he remembered. There was a little white between the stubble, and his eyes revealed a feeling of vicissitude that he had never had before, and he had also aged a lot.

Shibao could still clearly remember that it was the Uncle Zhou who had loved him dearly since he was young. His name was Zhou Yuan, and he was a boss who sold fishs.

"You, you are... Xiao Bao?"

Only now did Shibao notice that Zhou Yuan's finger, which was pointing at him, was trembling a little and his words were stuttering with a tone of disbelief.

Seeing how Zhou Yuan was acting, and thinking about the ruins in front of him, Shibao became even more afraid of his guess. Suddenly, a trace of panic flashed between his eyebrows, and his eyes couldn't help but turn red.

Shibao hurried over to Zhou Yuan, grabbed Zhou Yuan's arm tightly with both hands and asked with a sobbing voice, "Uncle... Zhou, I am Shibao. Xiaobao, what exactly is going on? This, this ..."

Looking at the teary-eyed young man in front of him, Zhou Yuan's heart ached. His throat moved a few times, but he did not say a word for a long time.

"Alas ~"

Zhou Yuan sighed with a sad expression and looked at Shibao lovingly. He slowly turned around and finally said, "Little Bao, this place... Follow me ..."

With that, Zhou Yuan walked towards his home without looking at Shibao.

Shibao tried his best to hold back his tears, but his eyes were blurry as he looked in front of him. His eyes were filled with tears, and with great difficulty, he followed Zhou Yuan.

Not long after, Shibao followed Zhou Yuan to his house. The house was not very big, but it felt a little damp, which made Shibao's anxious heart feel even more depressed.

"Just wait a moment. I'll go and get something for you. You will know the cause and effect once you see it," Zhou Yuan said in a low voice.

Shibao didn't say anything. He stood there with a painful expression. Although he was in the outer hall of Zhou Yuan's house, no one knew what he was thinking.

After half an incense stick of time, Zhou Yuan walked out of his study and slowly walked in front of Shibao.

Shibao, who had broken through to the fourth level of the Star Attraction realm, had already become extraordinary. He stared at the letter in Zhou Yuan's hand and couldn't help but tear up like a dam bursting. He saw the signature on the letter: To Little Treasure!

Zhou Yuan lowered his head and looked at the letter in his hand. After a while, he sighed and handed it to Shibao with a trembling hand.

Shibao slowly took the letter and his body began to tremble.

He was too afraid to open the letter. He was afraid that what was in it was the truth he didn't want to face, and he didn't know how to face it...

Seeing that Shibao was staring at the letter in his hand in a daze, but did not dare to open it, Zhou Yuan endured the sadness in his heart and sighed: "Open it, this is a night three years ago. Elder Lin gave it to me and told me to personally hand it over to you. I know that you don't want to face the truth, but Elder Lin has indeed ..."

Before Zhou Yuan could finish his sentence, Shibao's tears rolled down his face and splashed on the letter.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Yuan's heart was filled with sadness. He did not know how to persuade this youth, who was once full of nonsense and was heartless from time to time, to grow up. He knew his personality very well. He would always keep things in his heart and bear them alone.

Just when Zhou Yuan didn't know how to comfort Shibao, Shibao flipped his hand over and opened the letter with a face full of determination.

Xiao Bao, when you opened this letter, my old man was very pleased with you. It shows that you have already cultivated the Seven Stars Technique to the fourth stage of the Guiding Spirit. With such a cultivation level, you can protect yourself in the martial arts world. This old man is relieved.

I, the old man, know you best. You are more careful than your peers, and you are a loner who keeps everything to himself.

I know that you are a dutiful child. I can't stop you from avenging me, but I hope that you can learn to keep a low profile and secretly investigate. When you are strong enough, nothing in the world can stop you.

Finally, I wish you could call me grandpa. What a pity...

'Haha, well, let's not talk about this anymore. Didn't you always hate the name Shibao? Blame this old man for having thought up a name for you a long time ago, and now, your name is - Hengtian!'

Shibao could no longer cry. He felt that his entire world had turned gray, that the entire world had fallen into an endless cold and deathly stillness.

"Grandfather, Grandpa, Hengtian, Hengtian... I don't want to, I want to be your little treasure for the rest of my life ..." Shibao muttered his name to himself in a daze.

"Little... Little Bao, what's wrong? Don't scare Uncle Zhou!" Zhou Yuan hurriedly held Shibao's hand when he saw Shibao's reaction.

Shibao calmed down, wiped the tears away from his eyes and face, looked at Zhou Yuan and said, "It's fine, Uncle Zhou. I'm fine. It's just that I can't accept it. Thank you for your concern, Uncle Zhou!"

Hearing Shibao's words, Zhou Yuan couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief in his heart. At the same time, he also said worriedly: "Xiaobao, don't be too sad. Lin Gonggong is always kind to others and is always kind to them. He will definitely be rewarded in his next life!"

"Uncle Zhou!"

"What's wrong?"

"Let me ask you a question. I hope you can tell me the truth." Shibao asked while staring at Zhou Yuan.

"Well, I know you want to ask me what happened. I didn't want to tell you, in case you did anything stupid, but now it seems that you are really grown up."

When he heard Zhou Yuan's words, Shibao's eyes dimmed, but then his eyes suddenly narrowed. He knelt down in front of Zhou Yuan and said, "Thank you, Uncle Zhou!"

"What are you doing? Hurry up and get up!" As he spoke, Zhou Yuan quickly helped Shibao up.

"I can tell you, but you have to promise Uncle Zhou that after you hear this, you can't think about how to take revenge..."

Without waiting for Zhou Yuan to finish his sentence, Shibao interrupted him and said, "Uncle Zhou, say it!"

Zhou Yuan looked at Shibao, and his expression changed a few times. Finally, he waved his hand weakly and sighed, "Alas, forget it, forget it, do whatever you want ..."

Zhou Yuan's face was filled with worry as he said in reminiscence: "It started at dusk three years ago. At that time, I was eating when Duke Lin came to my house in a hurry. Before I could say anything, Duke Lin took out the letter from his sleeve and told me to personally hand it over to you when you return, Xiao Bao.

With that, he turned and left without looking back. He told me not to follow him."

"Then where did grandpa go?" Shibao anxiously asked.

"Lin Gong didn't go anywhere. I ran out of the house and saw him enter the pawnshop without consulting anyone. He closed the door and never came out again."

"Then... How did the pawnshop turn into ruins? "

"You don't have to believe it. Even I, Zhou Yuan, have lived for more than forty years and have never seen such a sight. In just one night, not to mention the entire pawnshop being in ruins, there was not even the slightest movement."

"You turned into ruins overnight, and there was no sign of movement at all?" Shibao could not help but click his tongue as countless images flashed through his mind.

"Indeed, but I suspect that this matter has something to do with the two mysterious men in black." Zhou Yuan said with a gloomy expression.

"The mysterious men in black? Did you see what they looked like?" Shibao's heart suddenly tightened, and he asked Zhou Yuan excitedly.

"Just as I turned around to enter the door, I suddenly noticed two men in black walking out from the east alley. They were about the same height. They were wearing black clothes, but I couldn't see what they looked like."

"Then why do you think they have something to do with this?"

A trace of killing intent flashed across Shibao's eyes, but it quickly disappeared, so much so that Zhou Yuan did not notice it.

"Because I saw them, although they were heading west, they kept their eyes on the pawnshop of Lord Lin, and when they passed by the pawnshop, they looked away from each other and left in a strange way."

"After that, I got a memorial tablet for Duke Lin. It is in the back hall. Alas, you should go and pay your respects to it."

After he finished speaking, Shibao bent his legs and kowtowed to Zhou Yuan, saying, "Thank you, Uncle Zhou. I will repay you with my life in the future!"

Zhou Yuan hurried over and helped Shibao up. He said with a face full of bitterness and guilt: "Quickly get up, say something about repaying the favor. Thinking about the past, if it wasn't for the help of Duke Lin, I, Zhou Yuan, would have starved to death on the side of the road. All these years, I was treated like a child by Duke Lin, but the heavens are so unfair. A person like him, he actually... Sigh...

Well, let's not talk about it anymore. Let's go and see Master Lin. If he is still here, he will be very pleased to see that you have grown up. Let's go!"

With that, Zhou Yuan turned around with his hands behind his back and walked into the inner hall. Shibao followed closely behind Zhou Yuan into the inner hall.

As soon as he entered the inner hall, in a simple and crude hall, Shibao saw a memorial tablet on a small table. On it was written: This is the memorial tablet of Yuan Fu.

Seeing this, Shibao hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down in front of the memorial tablet. Without saying a word, he kowtowed three times and looked at the memorial tablet with tears in his eyes as if he was crying silently.

After a long while, Shibao took a deep breath and wiped away his tears. When he raised his head, his face was filled with determination.

"Xiao Bao, do you mind if Uncle Zhou puts up a memorial tablet like this?"

"Uncle Zhou, if Grandpa were still alive, he would definitely be angry! You think so, he has long since regarded you as his own son, and Xiao Bao also sees you as his uncle, so this card should be set up!"

"Grandpa, don't worry. Little Treasure will remember your words in his heart."

After that, Shibao kowtowed three times in front of Lin Yuanfu's memorial tablet.

As he raised his head, Shibao's eyes suddenly narrowed, and between his eyebrows, there was a hint of stubbornness and unyieldingness that he never had before. He coldly muttered to himself, "From now on, my name is - Hengtian!"