Xia Bu's Curse

"My brother's little sister, Diao Chan, stirred up courage and asked in a trembling voice, 'Can Uncle fix my illness? Can you even save Father and Mother?'"

Her eyes were filled with a glimmer of hope, a faint light like a candle in the wind.

Diao Chan shook her head, her heart sinking. "I'm sorry, but the matter of saving people is beyond my abilities, Uncle."

At this moment, Zhang Meimeizi, an even younger girl than Diao Chan, said in her tender voice, "Then please save my parents. Without Father and Mother, I don't want to live anymore."

Her voice was filled with longing for the past and grief for the present.

Xia Bu nodded, his heart heavy. He asked again, "Don't you want to live for your parents?"

Diao Chan shook her head, her eyes clear and bright. "Even if I die, Father and Mother won't be able to return. I only want Father and Mother."

Zhang Meimeizi quietly walked to Diao Chan's side and whispered in her ear, "The world is vast, and people are the spirits of heaven and earth. Meimeizi, don't be a spirit."

Just then, Zhang Hecai's little sister suddenly rushed towards Xia Bu. "Uncle Xia Bu, why are you crying? Were your Father and Mother also killed by spirits?"

Her words were filled with confusion and innocence.

Xia Bu's tears flowed, and the clear water dripped onto his face. This was the first time Jia Meng had seen Xia Bu cry.

In Jia Meng's perception, Xia Bu's body no longer exuded a mournful aura, but rather an unprecedented clarity.

The tears flowed like water, washing away the dust from his heart and cleansing the sorrow in his soul.

At this moment, Xia Bu found his own place. He was no longer lost, no longer wandering in the darkness.

He remembered the initial heart of his sworn brother, Lu Feng, when he first became a sworn brother: "Protect the innocent, resist injustice."

This was a pure and firm belief, the voice he cherished most in his heart.

At this moment, he understood his own path and knew where he belonged.

Originally, Xia Bu's life was like an old monk in a quiet temple, his smile as bright as the spring sun, reflecting the hearts of every passerby.

However, the sudden arrival of a strange creature that night shattered that peace.

At that moment, a surge of protective determination rose in Xia Bu's heart.

He clenched his fists, and a determined light shone in his eyes. In his passion, his high spirits seemed to ignite with a force, the strength of his life, the weapon he used to protect others.

From that day on, Xia Bu walked the path of his sworn brother.

He walked between the darkness and the light, saving the lives of countless beings. Among them were kind people, and also those who brought disaster upon themselves.

The grievances of the spirits did not disappear, they only fueled the anger in the hearts of those who were wronged.

However, with the passage of time, a layer of unspeakable sorrow gradually covered Xia Bu's heart.

He looked at the beings he had saved. Some had changed their paths and regained their lives, while others had become more arrogant, reaching out to more distant people.

Looking at the current reality, Xia Bu's heart was filled with confusion and bewilderment.

He began to question his own mission. Was his sworn brother's existence only to protect the innocent? Was it for those who were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered? Did he have to risk his own life?

These doubts weighed on his heart like boulders, making it difficult for him to breathe.

He could only sadly tell himself: his sworn brother's existence was to protect the innocent, that was his mission, and that was his destiny.

However, after hearing the long speech of the old woman, Xia Bu's heart once again fell into deep confusion.

He didn't know what kind of reality he would face next, nor did he know what to do to turn things around.

Perhaps, he had already hurt others and passed on that heavy burden to the little girl.

The little girl's innocent words seemed to wash away the dirt from his heart, making him feel refreshed and clear.

He realized that his previous methods were too extreme.

There were indeed many evil people in this world, but there were also people like the little girl, like the kind old couple.

He was precisely to protect these kind people and become his sworn brother's successor.

This was his mission, his destiny.

For those who did evil, becoming his sworn brother's food was the best outcome.

Xia Bu wiped away the tears on his face, revealing that familiar and gentle smile again.

A determined light shone in his eyes, and his figure had found its direction.

"I understand now."

Jia Meng watched Xia Bu's transformation, and a sense of relief also rose in her heart.

"Yes, it's good that you understand, but not everyone can be saved."

"We were deceived by those who were saved. Now, wanting to save them is laughable."

Xia Bu was silent, thinking to himself.

However, Jia Meng's eyes flickered with clarity. He said, "You understand, but my heart has not yet understood."

His eyes revealed a hint of melancholy, as if contemplating something deeper.

"You want to fight? I, on the other hand, am unwilling to give up. But do you know the consequences of going too far?"

Xia Bu's expression turned serious. His gaze was deep, capable of penetrating the deepest secrets of people's hearts.

Jia Meng smiled faintly, a glimmer of pride flashing in his eyes. "I don't need that kind of mercy. To sacrifice one's life for those mediocre fools is the greatest insult to my pride. For these ordinary people, I will use the methods they can understand."

With that, Jia Meng turned and walked away.

He began to walk among the four kings of the demon realm, using a method that could be called divine, pretending to be a god, and announcing the wishes of the demon king and queen, while also appeasing the demon king.

The demon race had always been wary of the demon king's family. Now that a god was behind them, they were forced to take up various weapons and bravely cleanse the demon king's territory.

"What do you want to do? I am the Demon King."

"What I want is you! This is the will of God!"

The demon race lay on the bed, and the demon king and queen's belongings were hard to find.

The demon king and queen usually talked and laughed, and no one dared to offend them.

Now, facing the gaze of the two people, they didn't even dare to lift a finger. They were like the common people in the mortal world, lamenting and begging for food.

The demon race did not care at all. They directly dragged the demon king and queen to the demon's mouth, then tied them to the necks of the two people, and finally cruelly ate them alive at the old demon's mouth.

The demon king and queen were the last to be eaten alive by him at the old demon's mouth.

Coincidentally, the method of killing the beautiful woman Zhang Guifei was also to tie people up. It was either a lifelong fate or a careful arrangement by the gods.