Back to the place where I lived this year, I was very friendly and familiar with the simple houses.

The whole family sat around the yard, including the old father Zhao Fugui, the eldest brother Zhao Dalang, the second sister-in-law Yang Hua, and the third sister Zhao Tingting...

Unlike next to the ancient tree at the east end of the village, Zhao Wujiang returned to this home and took out more things.

There are elixirs, books, and even rouge, some food, etc.

Zhao Wujiang talked and introduced to these families.

This pill can prolong life and cure diseases in times of crisis.

The books include contents of entering the state of cultivation and contents that describe a wider world. These books were prepared for Zhao Dalang and Zhao Wanghou's great brothers.

Rouge powder is used for several sisters and sisters-in-law, and it is all excellent.

This big knife is a good weapon that ordinary people with more strength can use. When they encounter danger, they can be used to protect themselves.

This long sword...

This spiritual fruit...

Zhao Wujiang kept introducing, and his family listened carefully, and his brothers and sisters realized that this ninth brother was about to leave them and return to his own world.

The brothers and sisters looked different, excited, thankful, reluctant, regretful, and excited...

Although Zhao Wujiang came to this world for only one day, he actually knew that he should have come to this world a year ago, but he was just in a state of hazy consciousness.

All the memories of the past year have emerged in his mind one by one.

This Zhaojia Village is not big, but the yellow hair and drooping hair in the village are as clear as the chickens and dogs, and they are peaceful and peaceful.

He likes this place very much, but he can't stay for a long time.

He has a lot to do.

Step into a higher level of cultivation, find your past companions, and take revenge on the Clay Bodhisattva Yue Bufan and others...

He always remembers these things in his heart and must do them.

He left the collapsed world of the Great Xia Dynasty and came to this even more vast world safely. It was not the end or the new beginning, but the continuation of all the grudges and hatreds in the past!

He also had more questions and wanted to find answers.

Is the Empress still okay now?

How is Dugu Mingyue living with the child? Is it a boy or a girl?

How many people did Su Huayi?

What kind of backup plan does Yang Miaozhen and Zhao Wujiang’s Taoist couple vow to be arranged by the God’s Operation?

What price did Linlang, who gave her demon pill, pay? Is everything safe now?

How did I come to this world safely?

Zhao Wujiang knew that in the face of doubts and unknowns, he had no choice but to go step by step and find the answer by himself.

I go all the way, day by year.

Zhaojia Village is his first stop, he will leave, and maybe one day, he will return.

Zhao Wujiang talked about everything to his brothers and sisters and Zhao Fugui. He stood up and bent down slightly to them:

"I'll leave here and see you again if you're destined to be together."

"Child, what's your name?" Village chief Zhao Fugui's eyes trembled, staring at the child he picked up.

Zhao Wujiang smiled gently, and a gentle smile appeared on his face, as gentle as jade, as rising to the rising sun.

It seems that the collapsed past, the sufferings suffered, and the separation of relatives and friends did not make him feel depressed or lost his smile.

After going through thousands of sails, I am still a teenager when I return.

He took a light step back. Under the moonlight, his body slowly dissipated like a purple fog, leaving only three words:

"Zhao Wuyang."

He did not tell the family that he had been with for a year that he was truly aware of. On the occasion of parting, he just answered a name they were familiar with.

Maybe in the future, he will not have the chance to return to this small village, so that Zhao Wuyang will always stay in their hearts.

Looking at the silly son who slowly dissipated under the moonlight with a gentle smile, Zhao Fugui's nose felt sore when he heard the gentle "Zhao Wuyang".

This old man, who was over fifty years old, hugged his cheeks with his hands and his chest was undulating.
Chapter completed!