Mourning

After finishing his conversation with Gold, Zao Tian prepared to leave the forest and return home.

Looking around, Zao Tian again thought that Gold had done a magnificent job in preserving that place, there hardly was such a beautiful place in the world.

"This place ... Is he going to be okay? Since you will be leaving with me, who will protect the forest? "Zao Tian asked worriedly, he feared that now that Gold would not be there any day, people would find out he was gone and would foul this spotless spot.

"Do not worry. The "Monkey King of the Blue Winds" is a demonic beast extremely strong and faithful to me. Very few people on this continent are capable of defeating him. With him guarding the forest no one will dare approach. "Gold explained.

He realized that Zao Tian was indeed worried about the forest, a part of him was also, after all he always preserved that place. However, if someone invaded the forest, the "Monkey King of the Blue Winds" would destroy it, so the rumors about the devil would continue to spread and no one would dare to return.

Gold: "Boy, I'll teach you some martial techniques. However, to learn the simplest techniques I will give you, you must at least stabilize your spiritual energy and control it freely. "

Zao Tian: "I understand ... I have in my memories some basic and low-level techniques, I can apply them until my energy and cultivation stabilize."

Gold: "Interesting ... So I'm going to take a nap, do not bother me."

"Right". Zao Tian replied as he looked back as if he were saying goodbye to that place. He looked at the "Monkey King Of The Blue Winds" and nodded down. The "Monkey King Of The Blue Winds" waved back as if saying goodbye.

After turning his gaze forward, Zao Tian sought in his memory a technique of movement called 'Fast Steps', it was an extremely basic movement technique and Zao Tian was already fully familiar with the principles of it. "Come on". Zao Tian concentrated his spiritual energy and a wave of Qi enveloped his body; after that stabilizing Qi, Zao Tian concentrated him on the soles of his feet;

he jumped forward and started to run.

* Swooosh *. Zao Tian's speed of movement increased at least three times, every step he took seemed like a leap, at that speed he would quickly come home.

Several thoughts passed through Zao Tian's head. According to what Gold said, Zao Tian was in the forest for about 14 days. How were your father and brother? And the people of the village? Almost everyone in the village cooperated with each other and liked each other, getting over that life alone was something no one could do. Although he had blood ties only to his father and brother, Zao Tian had affection and considered everyone in the village his family.

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The village of Zao Tian did not have a specific name, it was only called the village "Eight". A simple number was how they defined the place. It was evident that the people of the village of workers were no better than animals in the eyes of others.

The entire village, which had about 300 inhabitants, was in a state of mourning. People really lamented the disappearance of Zao Tian.

It was almost night, the full moon was slowly taking the place of the sun and appearing in the sky.

Zao Xin and Zao Rei, stayed at home these days. At first, they carried the hope that Zao Tian would return home. However, after the seventh day without news of Zao Tian, ​​they decided that they would keep mourning for a whole month.

Zao Rei: "My father, I'm sorry for encouraging the younger brother blindly. If I had not encouraged him so much ... He would never have gone to that damn merchant's square. "His voice was filled with remorse, he felt that somehow, whatever had happened to his little brother was his fault and he repeated those words to his father several times a day.

Zao Xin: "I already told you to stop blaming yourself. It was never his fault, it was not really any of us. Your mother has always encouraged you to pursue your dreams. She, too, is not to blame for any of this. It is the fault of this world in which we live, the people who have possessions and power oppress and tread on those deprived of it. I somehow ... I also share some of Little Tian's dreams, maybe someday ... Someone will come who will look for us and change that world. "Zao Xin had sadness in his gaze as he calmed Zao's heart, he said those words as a way of comforting oneself.

The whole village 'Eight' remained silent, but the silence was interrupted by a loud cry: "ZAO XIN, ZAO KING, WHERE ARE YOU TWO? DO YOU EVEN THINK YOU CAN STAY AT HOME AND DO NOT WORK IN THE MINES? "

Those words came from a tall man with a robust body; he wore a sort of brown leather armor and had a whip in his hands. Behind him were two men of medium height and each had a face uglier than the other; they also wore the same leather clothing as if it were a uniform.

The people of the village 'Eight' stayed inside their homes, a feeling of pity filling them while they looked at each other. They knew that those men came in order to punish Zao Xin and Zao King.

Unlike everyone, Zao Xin and Zao Rei left and went to meet the men. It was not that they did not know the consequences of not working in the mines, the fact is that they did not care anymore. The two had already lost the two most important people in their lives, hardly any punishment would be worse than that.

After approaching, Zao Xin bowed and said to the foreman, "Lord, our son and younger brother died recently. We do not stay home from laziness, it's just that ... We're doing the proper mourning. "

"Fuck your son. I do not care, that one of you dies a day. As long as you keep working ... No one will miss either of you. "The stout man was extremely cruel in his words. After saying this he continued: "I will be merciful and I will not punish them today, but ... Tomorrow make sure they will be in their jobs."

Zao Rei wanted to punch that man to death, but he did not have the capacity to do so. He raised his head and in a challenging tone of voice he said, "I'm sorry but ... Tomorrow we will not go to the mines. We decided to keep mourning for a month. "

After saying that, Zao Rei looked at Zao Xin who stood up and nodded his approval.

The people who peered through the windows were shocked. Those two seemed to be completely insane to the point of giving up their lives.

Fury could be seen in the eyes of the three men. Those words were an affront to them. The stout man who carried the whip was the fiercest among them.

"I'm going to teach you your damn fucking place." * Shhh * The man swung his whip down and slammed Zao King's chest. Blood gushed out and a 50-centimeter wound appeared in place of the whip.

Shhh, okay? As Zao Xin ran toward Zao Rei, a whip landed on his back. A similar wound of the same size could be seen on his back.

Zao Tian, ​​who was anxiously returning home, arrived just in time to see the scene. He analyzed the strength of those three men and they were all on the first level of the spiritual realm.

It should be borne in mind, that the ordinary guards and foremen of the mines and spiritual medicine fields were people of low cultivation, people who had almost no aptitude in the Dao Martial. Though weak in the eyes of other growers, these people were more than enough to care for the workers.

As he analyzed the power of those men, Zao Tian noticed something different. Although they had a thicker Qi than Zao Tian, ​​Zao Tian's Qi was much more concentrated when compared to them.