"What a strange taste. I've never tried it before!”
Houtu's beautiful eyes lit up as she took a sip. She smiled like a flower and felt very strange.
Then, she asked,"Daoist Green Lotus, what do you think is the future of the Sorcerer Tribe?"”
Zhou Qing pointed at Houtu and said seriously,""It's up to you!"
"Me?"
"That's right. Your Dao is here and not here!”
This sentence confused Houtu. She furrowed her eyebrows and looked like she was thinking.
Zhou Qing sipped his tea carefully and looked at the other party quietly. He had a leisurely look on his face, but he was in no hurry to explain.
The golden crow descended to the west, and the sunset was gorgeous, dyeing the sky red. The scenery was magnificent and beautiful.
Outside the courtyard, the sound of humans returning could be heard.
It was the owner of the house next to them, an old couple who had returned home from farming.
When he saw that there was a new family next to him, he immediately brought the big fish he had caught today and some food over to visit.
"We've just arrived, so we've troubled the old man.”
Zhou Qing took the old man's food and expressed his gratitude.
"No trouble at all!"
The old couple was very tactful. Seeing that there was a woman in the room, they put down their things and bade farewell.
Houtu, on the other hand, felt very restrained. She blushed and allowed Zhou Qing to talk to her. It was not until Zhou Qing returned and began to organize the food that she slowly came back to her senses.
In a short while, a few dishes that looked, smelled, and tasted good were placed on the dining table.
"This is the path of the human race!"
Zhou Qing smiled faintly. He picked up his bowl and chopsticks, picked up the delicious steamed fish, and mixed it with rice to eat.
From the looks of it, he seemed to be enjoying himself as if he was eating a spiritual fruit.
Therefore, Houtu sat down and began to eat slowly, imitating Zhou Qing's actions.
Night fell.
The two of them sat opposite each other, their minds wandering.
Just like that, a few days passed.
After Zhou Qing got to know the elderly couple in the neighborhood, he began to go fishing and hunting with the old man.
Houtu stayed in the courtyard to learn how to plow and weave from the old woman.
All of this seemed to be no different from mortals.
He took off his divine arts and returned to the essence of nature, comprehending the trajectory of human life.
After an in-depth exchange, he gradually understood the old couple's past.
It was only then that he learned that they were a couple who had escaped together. They even had a few children, but they had all died during the escape, leaving only the husband and wife to support each other from then on.
The neighbors got along very well.
Every evening, he would sit in the courtyard and watch the sunset. It was quiet and peaceful.
As for the future of the Sorcerer Tribe, Houtu didn't ask any more questions. Instead, she devoted herself to it, as if she was comprehending the Great Dao. It was an eye-opener for Zhou Qing.
He had thought that the Shamans would not have much patience.
Now, it seemed that Houtu's performance had indeed surprised Zhou Qing.
However, this harmonious atmosphere was broken in less than ten years.
On this day.
He woke up early in the morning.
Zhou Qing did not see the old man go out, so he called Houtu to knock on the door and ask.
"Why should I go?"
After Houtu washed up like a mortal, her pretty face showed dissatisfaction, but she still went.
Zhou Qing stood at the entrance of the courtyard with a faint smile. His eyes were gentle, but there was a hint of regret and pity in them.
Dong dong dong--
He knocked on the door of the house, but there was no response.
Houtu seemed to have thought of something, and her face turned pale. She slowly turned to look at Zhou Qing, her beautiful eyes flashing with helplessness and fear.
Their eyes met, and the air seemed to freeze.
"They're dead!"
After a while, Zhou Qing shook his head and sighed.
Houtu's delicate body swayed and her face turned pale as if she had suffered a great blow.
In the end, Zhou Qing took care of the old man's funeral and buried them together behind the house.
"Life and death depend on each other. This is the beauty of mortals!”
Zhou Qing looked at the soil until the dead body disappeared. He sighed softly.
As soon as he finished speaking.
Two wandering souls crawled out of the ground. Their eyes were blank and empty. After looking around, they separated and floated away.
Seeing this, Houtu smiled bitterly and said softly,""When they were alive, they were together. Even in the face of death, they would cling to each other. But after death, their souls would never know what had happened. They would forget each other when they met, as if they were strangers!”
"If there is a next life, let them remember this life, or they can meet in the next life, how good would that be…"
He didn't finish his sentence.
Kacha!
Above the nine heavens, thunder suddenly rumbled. Streaks of dazzling lightning tore through the sky, emitting terrifying heavenly might.
Immediately after, dark clouds filled the sky, and the storm plummeted. It was as if the world was crying for it.
The torrential rain fell.
On the ground, Zhou Qing and Houtu stood shoulder to shoulder. They did not have any supernatural powers to protect themselves. They allowed the torrential rain to fall, wetting their clothes and long hair.
Her plain flowery dress was drenched, and her hair was messy, but it could not hide her holy and beautiful face.
Houtu looked back at Zhou Qing and smiled bitterly.""This is my Dao!"
Rumble!
In the sky, thunder struck and violent raindrops fell. It was as if the water of the Nine Heavenly River was pouring back. The scene was quite terrifying.
"Yes!" Zhou Qing replied calmly.”
"What about the future of the Sorcerer Tribe?"
"It's up to you!"
"Me?"
"Yes, sir!"
"What about you?"
"..." Zhou Qing's handsome face changed slightly, and he did not answer for a moment.
"The future of the Shaman Tribe is closely related to the Human Tribe.”Zhou Qing said calmly.
"What do you need?"
"The blood essence of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, the method to refine the Dutian Divine Fiend Flag!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the two people in the storm suddenly quieted down.
Houtu raised her pretty face and stared at Zhou Qing as if she wanted to see through him. But in the end, she sighed. She couldn't see through him.
"I will try my best to send it to you, but I hope you can make a good connection in the final battle of the Lich!”
As soon as he finished speaking.
The dark clouds suddenly dissipated, and the terrifying storm swept back into the sky. The world instantly regained its clarity, and the sun was still bright and warm.
As for that slim and graceful figure, she was nowhere to be seen.
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