The Prodigal Son

Not long after setting off with the main force, Qin Yu and his group separated from the main force.

The group, carrying the half-dead Granny Sang, headed straight for Yanshan.

Xu Wan also brought fifty subordinates from the Baojing Division with her on this trip.

Although the Nuoli tribe and the Holy Fire Cult have been wiped out, we still need to be careful and not let ourselves be caught off guard.

Nan Que'er didn't bring too many people with her, only Yue Nu and a few strong young people, and she also bought some incense, candles and paper money.

The next day, they entered Yanshan.

The mountain path was too rugged for horses to pass.

Nan Que'er's broken leg had not yet healed, so everyone had to take turns carrying her over mountains and valleys.

Led by Nan Que'er, they walked for nearly three hours along the mountain path before finally arriving at Nan Que'er's clan's territory.

Their territory is located in a large canyon in Yanshan.

The cliffs on both sides of the canyon are as if they were cleaved by a knife.

There is only one rugged path in and out of the canyon.

Looking up, their ancestral land was devoid of life, leaving only devastation and ruins, with traces of fire everywhere.

The land in their territory had been abandoned and become a paradise for wild grass.

"Holy Maiden..."

Seeing the scene before them, Yue Nu and several of her clansmen's eyes immediately reddened, and they looked at Nan Que'er, who was being carried by Qin Yu, with sobs in their voices.

Nan Que'er didn't speak, but silently looked at everything in front of her, as if she wanted to remember the last thing she saw here.

"Stop crying, everyone!"

Nan Que'er stopped them, forcing a smile, "Didn't we already know this place would turn out like this?"

She told the others not to cry, but as soon as she finished speaking, tears began to well up in her eyes.

Even though she kept reminding herself not to cry, she still couldn't control her emotions.

This is their ancestral land!

It is the place where their ancestors lived for many years.

But now, in just over six months, the place is overgrown with weeds.

The traces of their past lives are gradually being erased.

This may be the last time they return here in their lives.

"Let's go! Let's go down!"

Qin Yu sighed softly and carried Nan Que'er down the rugged path.

The group continued down the canyon until they reached the bottom.

Qin Yu put Nan Que'er down, and Xu Wan handed a simple walking stick to Nan Que'er.

Nan Que'er and several tribesmen walked forward little by little. Qin Yu turned to Xu Wan and said, "We've walked for so long, everyone must be tired. Let's spend the night here and head back tomorrow!"

"Are you tired?" Xu Wan pouted. "I think you're just being chivalrous!"

Tired?

When he was carrying Nan Que'er on his back, why didn't he complain of being tired?

"I've always been chivalrous towards women!"

Qin Yu's lips curled into a smile. "Is this the first day you've met me?"

"Yes! You've always been very considerate of women."

Xu Wan nodded slightly and said softly, "But I'm ugly and disgusting, neither fragrant nor jade, so that's why you spoke so harshly to me, right?"

"no……"

Qin Yu's face darkened. "Didn't we make up? Why are you starting this again?"

"snort!"

Xu Wanqiong snorted lightly, "I'll remember that for the rest of my life!"

Got it!

There's no reasoning with women!

They said they'd reconcile, but they can go back on their word at any time!

The key point is, this really has nothing to do with me!

Sometimes, I really want to summon back my ex-husband through some kind of necromancy and beat him up.

Qin Yu smiled helplessly and ordered someone to bring along Granny Sang, who looked like a dead dog, and to hang far behind Nan Que'er and the others, along with Xu Wan and the others.

It must be said that Nan Que'er and her ancestors knew how to choose a location.

This is indeed a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters.

At this time of year, it's already getting hot outside the mountains.

But you can still feel a slight chill here.

Qin Yu looked around, then whispered to Dong Liu, "Can you sense the presence of those two?"

Those two are always appearing and disappearing mysteriously.

He hadn't seen those two since Qi Dachui got injured.

He didn't even know if the two of them were secretly following him to protect him.

"I can't feel it."

Dong Liu shook his head slightly, then said with some admiration, "Those two are incredibly skilled at concealing their tracks! I wonder where your grandfather found these two extraordinary people."

Qin Yu shrugged. "I'd like to know too."

It's fortunate that those two were there to protect him, not to assassinate him.

Otherwise, I probably wouldn't even know how I died.

Xu Wan turned her head, a smile playing at the corner of her eye. "If you want to know if they followed us or not, just yell at them a few more times like before, and you'll know."

"..."

Qin Yu's lips twitched slightly, and he rolled his eyes at Xu Wan. "If you want to see me get beaten up, just say so!"

Those two were truly protecting him.

But the beating was real!

At first, he thought Dong Liu had a bad temper.

Compared to those two, this big monk's temper was incredibly good!

"You deserve to be beaten up!"

Xu Wan couldn't help but laugh.

They talked as they walked, then followed Nan Que'er and the others through a field overgrown with weeds, and finally arrived at a large cemetery.

As far as the eye could see, there were only small graves.

It is clear that these are all new graves.

A rough estimate suggests there are at least a thousand graves.

Under their gaze, Nan Que'er endured the pain in her legs and knelt on the ground with several of her tribesmen.

Qin Yu watched this unfold, sighed silently, and followed Xu Wan and the others forward, bowing deeply before the graves in front of them.

Nan Que'er didn't become hysterical or wail loudly; she just silently shed tears.

After a long while, Nan Que'er finally stood up with the help of Yue Nu and the others.

Nan Que'er turned around, glaring at Granny Sang with hatred, then ordered her people with a stern face, "Go, find a piece of wood and stick it here!"

"What are you trying to do?"

Qin Yu asked Nan Que'er.

Nan Que'er clenched her fists, gritted her teeth, and growled, "I'll make this old hag kneel here and repent first!"

Qin Yu was surprised and said no more.

Soon, Nan Que'er's people found a broken roof beam and worked together to insert it into the ground.

Qin Yu ordered his men to bring Sang Po up.

Grandma Sang did not struggle, nor was she able to struggle; she simply stared at them with fierce eyes.

There was not a trace of remorse on his face.

When Nan Que'er's people tied Sang Po to the wooden stake, Sang Po began to struggle violently.

Even though his tendons had been severed and she was hungry and had little strength left, she still tried her best to stand up.

"Kneel down!"

Xu stepped forward and suddenly kicked Granny Sang in the knee.

With the sound of bones cracking, Granny Sang's body finally gave way and she knelt down.

The intense pain contorted Granny Sang's old face, but she stubbornly raised her head, refusing to yield.

Putting aside personal opinions, Qin Yu did indeed admire this old hag.

That's definitely a tough nut to crack!

Unfortunately, I followed the wrong person...