Volume 5: The Mystery of Shamo Chapter 88: Carrying all the worries of the past and present on one shoulder
After the catastrophe, the Shamo Sacred Mountain still had green hills and flowing green waters, but it was more inexplicably desolate than before.
The Shamo Temple on the top of the mountain has been completely destroyed. Now Yan Zheng and a group of Shamo wizards are carrying out the final cleanup in the ruins. Perhaps the Shamo tribe will rebuild a new Shamo Temple in the future, but it will definitely not be here.
Because this place is filled with dust from a memory that is too painful to look back on, and where lie two figures who will be forever engraved in the history of Shamo. They are buried together here, or to be more precise, the bones of one of them and the soul of the other are buried here.
The tomb of Wusu and Yao Ji.
These words were written personally by the current chief wizard of the Shamo tribe, Ying Lili. There were no empty titles or honorifics, no cumbersome and redundant things, only the two names, quietly and forever engraved together.
Although only Wu Su's bones were buried in the tomb, she knew that Yao Ji's soul finally rested with him.
The little sister that day was finally together forever with the big brother who had silently protected her for five hundred years.
She thought that from now on, they would be together forever, in the underworld and after reincarnation.
Even death cannot separate them!
Just like Yao Ji’s last words , we will be together forever, no matter where we go.
This was the only thing she could do for the two of them. Although several days had passed, Yinglili still could not let go of the tragedy of that day.
Kamiya, the old bastard who had brought disaster to countless people and countless races finally had his soul destroyed and turned completely into ashes. However, the price his side paid was even more tragic. Senior Brother Wusu died in order to save Yao Ji, but Yao Ji could not accept Senior Brother Wusu's death. In the end, she resolutely destroyed her own soul and followed Senior Brother Wusu.
Although everything seemed to be over, a permanent barrier had formed in Yinglili's heart.
She always felt that all this was her fault. If she hadn't planned all this in a self-righteous way, if she hadn't been so stubborn in wanting to get rid of Kamayui once and for all, if she hadn't come up with that bad idea that was lurking behind the scenes, perhaps the result wouldn't have turned out like this.
Although several days had passed, the guilt in her heart not only did not fade with the passage of time, but became increasingly stronger, so strong that she could not sleep at night.
It seemed that as long as he closed his eyes, he would see Senior Brother Wu Su die tragically in front of him and see Yao Ji's despairing eyes.
From the beginning to the end, she was the one who used them. She did not kill Bo Ren, but Bo Ren died for her. This sense of guilt made Ying Lili unable to sleep or eat.
Why did all the innocent people die, but I, the culprit, am still alive?
Both Jianyi and Yaoji disappeared . This was what she had always dreamed of. Ever since she returned to the Xuming Realm and learned about the past, she had been praying for it day and night. However, when this day really came, she felt so lonely.
It was as if a part of her body had been hollowed out, and she knew that this was what she owed Yao Ji.
In the end, the kind-hearted woman chose to fulfill herself.
So, she would get up before dawn every day and sit in front of the two men's graves until dark, without moving or speaking, just sitting there in a daze, repenting.
Just like now, Ying Lili sat alone in front of the tombstone, staring blankly at the name on it, with a blank expression. No one knew what she was thinking, but the sadness on her face made passers-by feel inexplicably tight in their hearts.
Yan Zheng watched her from afar and sighed deeply. He knew she had a hurdle in her heart that no one else could help. Ever since he found her slumped over in the rubble, beside the cold body of the Great Elder Wusu, she had been secluded, silent and ignoring no one.
It was not until the three former elders Qingsong, Qingyang and Qingfeng came forward together that they took her away from the ruins.
But early the next morning, when the Shamo people began to deal with Wusu's funeral, she suddenly appeared again and stubbornly and domineeringly demanded that Wusu be buried under the Bodhi tree outside the temple ruins. Moreover, without saying a word, she used her spiritual power to change the words on the tombstone, leaving only the simple and clear line of "Tomb of Wusu and Yao Ji".
The three former elders couldn't do anything about her, so they just let her go. After the battle of Shamo, the former Great Elder Wusu unfortunately passed away, and she, the chief wizard, was in such a state. The Shamo clan was suddenly leaderless and in disarray. The affairs of the Shamo clan had to be temporarily handled by the three former Shamo elders who were rumored to have passed away long ago but had miraculously returned from the dead.
After all, they had the token of the elder of the Shamo tribe in their hands, and the elder of the Shamo tribe was a lifelong position, so naturally no one had any objection.
What's more, Sha Mo had just experienced a huge catastrophe and needed someone to take charge of the situation.
As for Ying Lili, since the elders let her go, Yan Zheng didn't say anything more.
From then on, she came here every day and sat there stupidly, not saying a word. She just sat there blankly from dawn to dusk. If the elders had not threatened her that they would not let her come near here again if she did not eat and sleep well, she would probably not leave here at all.
Looking at the increasingly thin and haggard figure, Yan Zheng sighed again. If only Mo Yi were still here at this moment, it would be great. He knew that the only person in the world who could dissuade her was probably Mo Yi.
But damn, that guy just disappeared! Mo Yi, since we parted that day, there has been no trace of him.
That day, on the walls of Shamo City, when they witnessed the collapse of the Shamo Temple and were caught off guard by the Nayu people who suddenly descended from the sky, barely holding on thanks to the illusion created by the Purple Cloud Beast, Mo Yi suddenly appeared and said only one sentence to Yan Zheng, who was commanding the Shamo wizards and the Nayu people in a bloody battle: "Leave this to me, you go back to the temple and keep an eye on her for me!!"
Before Yan Zheng could react, he was sent directly to the Shamo Temple by a phantom of Mo Yi.
No one could clearly explain what happened next. Some said Mo Yi vanished after a fierce battle with his people on the city wall, while others said he was taken away by the old man on a flying sword. These theories diverged, but none could clearly explain Mo Yi's whereabouts. There was no news of Mo Yi from then on, as if he had completely vanished from the Void Realm.
However, Yan Zheng did not dare to tell Ying Lili about these things, and Ying Lili strangely did not ask anything, as if she had completely forgotten about Mo Yi.
Yan Zheng sighed again and thought that Mo Yi must have run into some trouble, otherwise, based on his personality, he would not have ignored Ying Lili at this time.
After listening to the descriptions of the three former teachers, Yan Zheng roughly understood what had happened in the temple. In his heart, he admired the woman in front of him even more.
The three former elders did not hide the matter of Jianyi from Yan Zheng. Although they were sent out of the temple by Yao Ji at the last moment, with their cultivation, they were able to barely see everything that happened in the Shamo Temple afterwards, including the fact that the Shamo God they had always believed in even planned to bury the entire Shamo together for his own selfish reasons. They also learned everything.
However, they knew they had no right to blame Ying Lili or even Yao Ji, whose soul had been completely destroyed. They knew that perhaps this was the best outcome for Sha Mo. Like the nirvana of the fire phoenix, the Sha Mo clan would be reborn from destruction. Free from the turmoil of the past, free from the constraints of the Sha Mo God, a true rebirth.
Perhaps they felt that this calm young man was more reliable. Moreover, as the chief disciple under Wu Su, Yan Zheng's status in Sha Mo was naturally not low. In such an extraordinary period, the three former elders relied on him very much, so Yan Zheng was able to know most of the truth.
Although Yan Zheng was shocked to hear the truth that overturned his childhood beliefs, he accepted everything calmly, a calmness that surprised the three former elders.
Because Yan Zheng had known for a long time that she would not do anything to let Sha Mo down. Everything she did was to protect Sha Mo and her people. He knew that deep down, she was actually kinder than anyone else. To the people she cherished, she was more like the master of Sha Mo than the god of Sha Mo, Jian Yi.
Moreover, if it weren't for her, the Sha Mo clan might no longer exist today. It was she who turned the tide in times of crisis and saved the Sha Mo Sacred Mountain and the lives of these Sha Mo wizards. This is an indisputable fact. As for the process and the price paid, Yan Zheng couldn't bear to blame her. He felt that she had done a good job and no one could do better than her.
In the battle that day, although the Shamo Temple was completely destroyed, miraculously, the Shamo Mountain was not affected too much except that the main peak where the Shamo Temple was located was suddenly raised. This was almost a miracle!
Moreover, her deeds of exchanging her life for another's to stop the Nayu tribe leader's revenge on Shamo, and trying her best to protect the Shamo Sacred Mountain and the Shamo tribe, had already spread throughout Shamo through the mouths of the three former Shamo elders.
Therefore, even if she did not admit her identity as the chief wizard of the Shamo tribe, everyone naturally had a little more respect for her from the bottom of their hearts.
Just like now, people kept passing by her, and those young Shamo wizards would always spontaneously stop by her side for a short while, bow gently to salute her, and then disperse silently.
Yan Zheng knew that they held her in immense reverence, having long since determined that she was the only Shamo Tribe's Chief Wizard they revered. He felt the same way, but the difference was that he had long ago determined that she was Shamo's only master, ever since she risked her own life to exchange him from the Ruoye Tribe's palace.
So, seeing her current state, Yan Zheng felt pain in his heart. But what could he do for her? In the past few days, he had often gone to accompany her and persuade her, but she was like a wooden person. No matter whether it was him, Yan Xiaoxiao, Zeze, or Shen Fei, no matter who said anything to her, she was like a wooden person, indifferent, as if she was lost in her own thoughts.
They even thought about letting the Purple Cloud Beast cast hallucinations on her again, or letting Shen Fei use drugs to confuse her mind and force her to eat and sleep, but in the end they were firmly stopped by Yan Zheng .
He knew that she had a knot in her heart, and that hurdle could only be overcome by herself. Any temporary solution would only make her more hurt. At this moment, he had never missed Mo Yi so much.
At this time, Zeze, who was also as worried as him, gently tugged at his clothes and said, "Brother Zheng, it makes me so sad to see Sister Lili like this. Please think of a solution. It's been many days, and she has ignored me. No matter what I say, she seems to not hear me."
The purple cloud beast following Zeze was now circling Yan Zheng anxiously, occasionally pulling at his clothes with its mouth, as if it was also hoping that he would come up with a solution.
Yan Xiaoxiao, who had just brought food to Yan Lili but didn't see her swallow a single bite, also came over with a sigh and shook her head: "Yan Zheng, think of a way. If she continues like this, she will starve to death sooner or later."
Yan Zheng sighed again. What else could he do? His only option now was to search for Mo Yi at all costs. He had already dispatched all of his Nether Butterflies to track him down, but it was as if he had vanished. Where had he gone? What was he doing?
Yan Zheng, who usually had a calm temperament, became irritated for no reason. But at this moment, a low cry of surprise drew his attention back: "Brother Yi! You are finally back! Listen to me, Sister Lili..."
Yan Zheng raised his eyes hurriedly and saw Mo Yi suddenly appearing in front of him, exhausted. The huge stone in his heart finally fell to the ground. Great, the savior has finally come.
