The Great Enlightenment

Lingyue Continent is the most vast continent among the three continents and two seas. It is about half the size of the Dongsheng Shenzhou in the realm of heaven and earth. It is also the place where Emperor Lingyue's daughter was born.

Not only are there many sects in this continent, but there are also many practicing families that have flourished for a long time, as well as several extremely powerful immortal dynasties. The bustling bustle of its cultivation scene can almost be compared with the lower three towers of the Nine Heavenly Palace.

Among them, the most powerful Immortal Dynasty is called Zhou. It is located in the east of Lingyue Continent and occupies about 30% of Lingyue Continent's luck.

To the north of the Immortal Dynasty of the Great Zhou Dynasty was Liuye County.

Ji Yuenian appeared beside the bustling official road, his eyes calm and expressionless as he looked at the pedestrians coming and going on the official road.

The Taiyin Goddess once said that every origin of the Great Thousand World level will definitely give birth to several peerless geniuses who are expected to reach the realm of transcendence. Emperor Lingyue is one of them, but besides her, several other innate gods are all in the Sixth Realm. The ultimate true spirit of the saint will never be able to make an inch further from now on.

While Ji Yuenian was waiting in Lingyue Heavenly Palace, he had been observing the changes in Jie Yuan's Qi. In the past few days, he finally noticed some clues about the changes in Jie Yuan's Qi.

Donkey Village.

Donkey Dazhu, what are you doing standing there? Hurry up and finish chopping these firewood, or you will still have no food to eat at night!

Donkey Wei, who was wearing a short cloth, sat with his legs crossed next to the shack, looking at the silly man in front of him who was struggling to chop wood with his eyes raised, his eyes full of disdain.

Donkey Dazhu remained silent. He just picked up the ax on the ground again and chopped the firewood in front of him again and again. His knuckles were already a little white because of too much force.

Donkey Wei sat on the bench shaking his legs. He didn't know what he thought of, and a slight smile appeared on his face from time to time.

At dusk, Donkey Dazhu finally finished chopping a large pile of firewood that was as big as a hill. He stood up straight with some difficulty and said in a hoarse voice: Little village chief, the village owed me the food that I didn't give you a few days ago. I want to take it back with you. .”

Donkey Wei smiled inexplicably and waved to the side, and immediately several farmers came over, each carrying some dry food in their hands.

Donkey Dazhu reached out to take it, but was slapped down by Donkey Wei. He heard him scolding: You actually grabbed it directly. It's really unruly!

Donkey Wei walked up to Donkey Dazhu and clicked his tongue twice, Although my father is the village chief, I will not deprive you of your food. It's just that there has been a famine in the county recently, and some food has become extremely precious, so it's inevitable If something unexpected happens, I will take someone to deliver it to you personally.

Donkey Dazhu gritted his teeth and said: Little village chief, I only want today's food, and I don't want the food from the past few days!

Donkey Wei kicked him up: Shut your stupid mouth! You have to take the food that I give you back, and you have to take it if you don't want it!

Amidst the shouts and shouts, Donkey Dazhu stood up in the shack, patted the dust on his body, and looked at Donkey Wei and the others who were gradually going away. There was anxiety and worry in his eyes, and he quickly took three steps and two steps at a time. , followed hurriedly.

Lujia Village is not that big, and Lu Dazhu followed Lu Wei and a few people closely, but after only half a stick of incense, he saw his own small wooden house standing at the edge of the village.

There was a little smoke coming from the chimney of the wooden house, and it was obvious that someone was lighting a fire for cooking inside.

Boom!

Donkey Wei kicked open the door of the wooden house, and his eyes fell on the face of the pretty girl in cloth in front of the stove, and the lewd smile on her expression became more and more obvious.

The girl was about seventeen or eighteen years old. Although she was wearing patched coarse linen clothes, she was very neatly dressed. Her black hair was tied into a bun with a gray-green hairband, indicating that she was a married woman. identity.

Donkey Dazhu rushed into the house, strode forward, protected the girl in cloth, gritted his teeth and said: Little village chief, what are you going to do?

After being frightened, the commoner girl showed no trace of fear on her face. Instead, she shouted crisply: Donkey Wei, you broke into my house for no reason. Aren't you afraid that the village chief and the hunting team will deal with you?!

Donkey Wei nuzzled at the dry food in the hands of the people behind him and said with a smile: Donkey Dazhu has been chopping firewood for the village for several days. I am here to deliver dry food to your family.

Donkey Dazhu said in a deep voice: Little village chief, put down the food, you can go.

Donkey Wei looked at the angry and timid girl in cloth behind Donkey Dazhu, licked her lips greedily, stopped pretending, waved her hand, and said with a lewd smile: If you want dry food, let Miss Zhou sleep with me first. night!

Several people behind him swarmed up and directly hugged the tall donkey Dazhu and pinned him to the ground!

Donkey Wei put the dry food on the stove, walked closer slowly, and said with a smile: My father took the hunting team to Liuye County. Now I, Donkey Wei, have the final say over this Donkey Family Village! Little Madam Zhou, you and me If you follow this stupid guy who doesn't fight back or retaliate when you scold him, why not just follow me and I'll make sure you have big white steamed buns to eat every time!

Bah! Madam Zhou spat in his face, then reached out and picked up the kitchen knife on the stove, Come here and try again!

Donkey Dazhu was held down by several people, but he did not try to break free. Instead, he showed signs of struggle and looked at Donkey Wei and his wife in pain.

Donkey Wei had a lewd smile on his face, but he was always paying attention to the kitchen knife. While Madam Zhou was distracted, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked Madam Zhou hard in the abdomen!

Mrs. Zhou's petite and thin body curled up in pain, and the kitchen knife in her hand flew out!

Bang!

The extremely sharp kitchen knife fell in front of Donkey Dazhu. Donkey Dazhu raised his head, his eyes burning, staring at Donkey Wei who was tearing the lady's clothes, but he didn't make any move from beginning to end.

The man pressing the donkey pillar spat on his head and laughed loudly: You trash! You have such a tall figure for nothing, but you are a coward!

Another person looked at the good show on the stove and said with a smile: I heard that Donkey Dazhu's mother told him not to fight before she died. This fool was obedient. Since then, he has really not had any contact with anyone. Get over it, otherwise with his brute strength, we may not be able to hold him down!

ah!

With a scream, the cloth of the clothed girl was torn, revealing her delicate white skin and the small clothes that were looming under the patched cloth.

Donkey Wei took a deep breath of the fragrant fragrance that filled his mouth and nostrils. Unable to restrain his inner desire any longer, a pair of big hands directly pressed on the shoulders of the clothed girl!

Donkey Wei! You must die a happy death!

Donkey Dazhu was lying on the ground, his hands trembling constantly, his heart seemed to be crushed, and there was a heart-piercing pain, and his eyes were full of bright red blood!

The huge strength in his body seemed to be ready to burst out at any time, trying to tear the not-so-strong Donkey Wei in front of the stove into pieces!

Dazhu, your father fought with people from other villages just to stand up for the village, and was beaten to death outside.

Remember mother's words. After mother leaves, don't fight with others and live a good life.

My mother's words before she died could not help but echo in my ears. Donkey Dazhu, who was known for his filial piety, was determined not to disobey the words of his mother who had grown up by pooping and peeing, but the scene in front of him was deeply stimulating. When he arrived at Donkey Dazhu, his sanity was on the verge of collapse and madness!

I will never let you, a perverted thief, succeed!

While the commoner girl was struggling hard, there was a hint of determination in her eyes, and she actually wanted to bite her tongue and commit suicide!

You bitch!

Donkey Wei sensed something was wrong and slapped her, leaving a bright red slap mark on the commoner girl's face!

Pulling a piece of rag and stuffing it into Mrs. Zhou's mouth, Donkey Wei smiled lewdly and said, Now no one can stop you bitch from being played with by me!

The clothed girl made a sound of wuwu and opened her eyes hard, with bloodshot eyes spread in her pupils, as if she was telling something.

Donkey Dazhu lay on the ground, not daring to look anymore, and closed his eyes tightly.

From time to time, the lady's sobs could be heard in his ears, and every sob made Donkey Dazhu's tall body tremble.

…

After an unknown amount of time, Donkey Dazhu came back to his senses from his trance. His expression was already a little silly. He struggled to stand up and looked at the stove where he usually cooked with his wife.

Donkey Wei and the others had left the place at some unknown time. Donkey Dazhu walked tremblingly to the stove. He looked down at the body of the girl who had lost her voice and turned cold. Two lines of blood and tears fell from her eyes.

Since then, there has been a taciturn fool in Lujia Village. He still goes to work in the village every day. If others give him food, he will eat it. If others don't give it to him, he will not take it. He just allows others to bully and scold him. He never said a word from beginning to end.

Over time, other people in the village also found it boring. They all thought that Lv Dazhu was really stupid. This stupid guy in Lvjia Village gradually became unnoticed, as if he was transparent.

As time flies, Donkey Dazhu gets older, his eyes become dim, his tall back becomes stooped, and he can no longer do the physical work in the village.

In such a famine year, Donkey Dazhu had no land of his own to cultivate. When the little surplus grain at home was used up, not even half a grain of rice was left.

With some effort, he pushed open the dilapidated wooden door. Donkey Dazhu, who was over seventy years old, walked out of Donkey Village with a package and headed into the mountains.

It wasn't until it got dark that Donkey Dazhu walked to a forest at the foot of the mountain and stopped.

On the bank of the creek, there is a lush grave mound. In front of it stands a sturdy wooden tablet with a few words crookedly engraved on it.

The tomb of my wife Zhou.

Donkey Dazhu lay prone in front of the grave, covering his face with his leathery hands, and let out a hoarse, unspeakable sob.

He is truly a filial person, and he truly moved the world.

A cold and calm voice reached his ears. Donkey Dazhu quickly stopped crying and raised his head to look over.

A blurry figure appeared a few feet away. Donkey Dazhu could not see its face clearly at all. He could only vaguely detect a pair of indifferent eyes hidden in the blur.

Who are you? Are you a ghost sent by the Lord of Hell to collect me?

Donkey Dazhu's voice had become extremely hoarse and unpleasant after not speaking for a long time.

The figure chuckled lightly, not caring about the offense in his words, and said: Donkey Dazhu, do you regret it?

Donkey Dazhu was stunned for a moment, his old and turbid eyes were a little dim, but he did not speak.

The vague figure whispered: Your character is extremely rare, but it is buried in the earth. If no one discovers it, it will never see the light of day and disappear with a handful of loess.

Donkey Dazhu laughed miserably and said, I am already very old. I don't know when this dying body will be taken away by the Lord of Hell. No matter how much I say, it is useless.

The blurry figure shook his head and asked again: Do you regret it?

Donkey Dazhu was stunned and seemed to have finally begun to think seriously.

After a while, two lines of tears flowed out of Donkey Dazhu's cloudy eyes, and he sobbed: I have too many regrets, but I can't turn back time...

Who says you can't turn back time?

The figure walked up to Donkey Dazhu, his voice still calm and indifferent. (End of chapter)