Chapter 53: Like a True Dream Not a Dream

Ling Tianyun looked at this peaceful little mountain village and couldn't help but smile comfortably. At this time, the sky is sunny, and the warm sun melts away the chill of that winter day. He stretched his limbs and walked towards the villagers, who had to give him a good-natured smile.

Looking at the faces of those villagers, who were aging prematurely due to overwork. The traces of time have mercilessly carved abyss-like wrinkles on their foreheads. Dry hands have been malnourished for a long time, and they have lost the radiance that they should have on their skin. But their smiles were full of peace, and they all had a satisfied smile on their faces.

He felt the most simple atmosphere, and those most simple villagers, although they had been hungry and clothed for many years, they were the easiest to be satisfied. Here, Ling Tianyun felt the aura that he had never felt in Baishui City, and the simple folk customs.

"Big brother, where are you from?" At this moment, two children of six or seven years old ran up to him boldly and asked him. Ling Tianyun couldn't help but smile, he squatted down and touched the heads of the two children. One child was a boy, dressed in a shabby cotton coat and a pair of straw sandals with his feet exposed. His cheeks were slightly yellowed from chronic malnutrition. But a pair of big eyes flashed and flashed, and a lock of hair hung casually on the back of his head.

The other child was a girl with two small pigtails on her head. A pair of red cheeks with black grape-like eyes embedded in them. She was wearing a cotton coat with checkered flowers, and a pair of cotton shoes were rare on her feet.

The two children were apparently giggling and covered in mud. The two of them were looking at Ling Tianyun curiously, their eyes revealing the innocent gaze of a child.

"Big brother is from far away, aren't you afraid of me." He stroked the heads of the two children and replied softly.

"Don't be afraid, big brother is not a bad person. Why should we be afraid? The girl replied in her childish tone, a pair of innocent eyes that couldn't help but look at Ling Tianyun.

"Oh, why don't you say that Big Brother is not a bad person." Ling Tianyun laughed at such childish words, he asked the girl rhetorically, and after speaking, he stroked the girl's tender pink face with his hand.

"Because we don't think big brother is a bad guy." The other boy hastened to reply, but in the tone of his voice like that of an adult, with his head held high like that of a small adult.

Ling Tianyun was about to ask again, but at this moment, there was a "boom" sound from the east of the village, and a rapid sound of horses' hooves sounded, gradually coming towards this small mountain village, and the sound of horses' hooves became louder and louder.

"No, there's a horse thief," a shrill shout rang out, cutting through the peaceful village. Resounding at the foot of this green mountain, the village was suddenly in chaos, and all the people in the village ran to the mountain.

"Big brother, run, there's a bandit coming." The two children shouted to Ling Tianyun at the same time, and after speaking, they couldn't help but pull Ling Tianyun and run towards the mountain.

Ling Tianyun hadn't fully reacted for a while, and ran towards the mountain with the two children pulling him. By the time he reacted, he had been led by the two children for more than ten kilometers. He remembered that he had a white horse tethered to the wooden shed next to the temple.

He hurriedly asked, "How can there be bandits here?"

The boy replied as he ran, "It's not the bandit in Qingyun Mountain, but today I don't know how to run down the mountain again." ”

Ling Tianyun felt that there was something wrong, and only then did he remember that in the inn in Baishi Town, the shopkeeper had told him. He said that there is a group of bandits in this Qingyun Mountain, but these thieves will not do anything to harm people's lives on weekdays, and they will not harm the poor people near this Qingyun Mountain.

He let go of the two children's hands and said to them, "Run first, I'll be fine." ”

When the two children saw that they let go of their hands and did not pull them again, the girl said to him with wide eyes, "Then big brother, you have to be careful, let's go to Daddy first." ”

After the two children ran away, Ling Tianyun did not go back to lead his white horse. He rushed to the top of the high slope of the village, looked to the east, and saw a dozen or so high-headed horses galloping along the official road in the east. There were black horses, brown horses, and horses of all colors. He was speeding through the official road, jumping over the fields next to the official road, and instantly came to the front of this small mountain village.

And those on horseback were a group of black-robed masks with blue fangs on their faces. They were stout, with untied black hair flying haphazardly behind their heads. Each of them had a large sabre in his hand, and they roared and shouted loudly as they rode towards this peaceful little mountain village.

Ling Tianyun was horrified in his heart, and he gasped in his mouth. What kind of bandit is here, it is clearly the Yaksha who escaped from that hell. Those who wear the mask of blue-faced fangs are the yaksha who escaped from hell, and those sabers are like the harvesting weapons of death. Under the reflection of the sun, those big sabers emitted a cold light, faintly with a trace of blood.

"Run!" Ling Tianyun let out a loud roar, and his voice spread throughout the village.

The thieves who galloped quickly arrived in the village, and they came with murderous sabers. When the villagers saw this, they all let out a frightened sound and ran towards the mountain. For a while, this quiet mountain village was rushed by a fierce murderous aura.

The neighing of horses, the shouts of the crowd, resounded at the foot of the green hills.

"Kill" A shuddering sound resounded through the sky, exploding like thunder, rolling into Ling Tianyun's ears. It made his ears "buzz", and the sound lingered in his ears for a long time.

The group of yakshas, wearing blue-faced fanged masks, soon caught up with the villagers who had fled into the mountains, and they rushed towards the villagers with their large sabers in the cold light. Two of the horses rushed up the hillside of the village, and the horses flew on all fours, kicking up clouds of dust.

The two thieves on the horseback slashed at the villagers next to their horses.

With a "poof", a human head rose into the sky, and a villager was cut off before he could scream, and he had to cut off his neck in unison. Blood spurted several feet high from his neck, and although the villager's head was broken, his body rushed forward several steps before he fell. Another villager was slashed from head to head by another thief, letting out a miserable cry and his body was split in half.

The two thieves shook off the blood stains on their knives, and the blood stains turned into blood flowers in the air. Under the sunlight, it emitted a dazzling bloody color, slid a dazzling arc in the air and then fell to the ground, turning into a little blood spot, staining the land in this village red, and a choking smell of blood suddenly spread.

The panicked villagers fled to the mountain in a panic. But how could they outrun a four-legged steed with two legs, and most of the villagers were overtaken by the masked yakshas.

As soon as the men on horseback caught up with the villagers, they raised their swords and fell. Suddenly, the sound in this small mountain village was like a sea, flesh and blood were flying, and all the villagers fell in a pool of blood. They include gray-haired old men, young people in the prime of life, and even children who are still underage. They fell on the land where they were born and raised, their eyes full of grief and incomprehension.

At this time, Ling Tianyun could only stand on another hillside, because he found that his whole body could not move. As soon as he spotted these inexplicable bandits, he subconsciously wanted to draw his saber and rush forward. But he was shocked to find that his whole body could not move at all. But his eyes saw all this clearly, and his ears were clear enough to hear screams everywhere.

The men on horseback raised their sabers and cut the villagers to the ground like wheat. They roared and rode towards the weak, unarmed villagers. Screams were heard as an overwhelming massacre was taking place in the village at the foot of the mountain.

As for Ling Tianyun, he could only be a bystander, helplessly watching the villagers fall to the ground. The helpless and panicked look in their eyes as they fell to the ground fell right in his eyes, and the horse's hooves stomped on their fallen bodies with the sound of bones shattering.

"No", Ling Tianyun let out an angry roar when he saw all this, but his roar could only be heard by him alone, and those fragile lives were still falling down one by one like cutting wheat. Blood stained the land of the village at the foot of the green hills, and the blood rose to the sky, and the unjust spirits howled and poured towards him.

At this time, Ling Tianyun was like a Buddha statue in the temple, his eyes opened angrily, and he couldn't help but stare at the eyeballs in his eyes. His eyes began to be bloodshot, and the blood in front of him splattered everywhere, and his eyes seemed to be covered with blood. The sun, the blue sky, all turned blood-red in that instant.

"Father, mother," a child's cry came, and the two six-year-old children who had spoken to him threw themselves on the two villagers, shouting loudly, and their tears welled up wildly. They don't seem to really understand, and their parents are lying in a pool of blood. Panic, confusion, and helplessness filled their eyes.

One by one, they threw themselves on their parents and cried, not noticing that the two horsemen behind them were speeding up to them. Seeing the flash of the sword, the boy's cry stopped abruptly, and a skull with a bright red blood flower "bang" fell at Ling Tianyun's feet. The other girl's body was stabbed with a knife, picked up, and thrown several times in the air, and was also thrown at Ling Tianyun's feet with a "boom".

The boy's eyes were still open, but the blood under his skull and neck was gushing, and the moment the girl landed, his eyes were also open, and they were facing Ling Tianyun's eyes. The two children's eyes were staring at Ling Tianyun with dead eyes, and they were still staring at him. It seems to be questioning him, why didn't he save them, why didn't he help them, why he didn't save him when he died, and he didn't admire being a good person in their eyes.

"Ah", Ling Tianyun felt that he was about to go crazy, his heart was dripping blood, at this time, he only felt that kind of complete helplessness, that kind of questioning that was misunderstood by two innocent people. He watched a simple and kind villager fall in front of his eyes, but he was so small and powerless.

He's going crazy, if he can protect these simple and kind villagers. Even if he wanted to make him a demon, he had no regrets. Why is this happening, he asks himself over and over again, the feeling of helplessness and paleness, the misunderstanding of trusted people, and the impact on his heart again and again.

Those two pairs of helpless eyes that trusted him so much stared at Ling Tianyun like this, causing Ling Tianyun's consciousness to begin to blur, he began to feel that his divine sense was about to collapse, and he couldn't even feel the wounds on his body. His eyes were stained red with blood again and again, and a demonic blood-red light burst out from his eyes.

Ling Tianyun seemed to feel that there was a voice in his head that had been lingering, "Become a demon", just these two simple words seemed to have a huge magical power, making him begin to sink into it.

"Ah", roared again, the voice became clearer and clearer, if you become a demon, you will become a demon, as long as you can save these innocent villagers, even if you have to go to eighteen layers of hell, he shouted in his heart along with that magic power.

At this time, he felt a powerful force spread from his body, and his vision began to change again, there were no villagers, no masked men galloping on horseback. But the blood-red light in the sky remained unchanged, and those blood-red lights began to shine more and more dazzling, and one after another blood-red lights pierced his eyes like a sharp sword. He couldn't help but close his eyes, and there was silence around him.