I don’t regret the dream of returning, I just regret it too quickly.

Time is like flowing water. We can't hold on and keep it. It flows away bit by bit from the cracks of our hands. Time leaves traces. Time has wiped out the past. The body gradually grows old and the world gradually disappears. The place where we used can no longer be recalled. We can only bring back our long-clogged memories in our dreams.

At that moment, I was in her and they were there. The hard days were not torture, but happiness, but I can never go back, in that dark night...

"No, don't kill them, I beg you not to kill them."

"I will kill all of you evil people and let you pay your blood debts..."

"We are so injustice that we die, avenge us, and avenge us..."

"Don't come here, don't come here, I will avenge you. Don't torture me anymore, don't don't..."

Tang Hao was tortured endlessly in his dream. Xujia Village was the demon deep in his heart, an indelible nightmare, and often torture his heart in his dreams. At this moment, Tang Hao dreamed of them again, the group of cute and respectable old people.

If it weren't for the relief of Xujia Village, he and Ying'er's sister would have starved to death. That night, Tang Hao vowed to avenge the people in Xujia Village. Twelve years have passed, but Tang Hao didn't know who was the person who massacred Xujia Village back then?

He has been busy fighting wars and handling court affairs over the years, so the revenge was delayed and he had no time to investigate. He felt guilty deep in his heart, so the nightmare appeared and the demon appeared, torturing him deeply in his dream.

"Grandpa Xu, Grandma Xu, don't torture Ahao anymore. Ahao will avenge you. I will avenge you. You can go with peace of mind. Don't torture me anymore, don't..."

Tang Hao in the dream is still a child, still eight years old. How can a young child's heart endure these? The souls of the sky are full of unjust souls, the ground is covered with bright red blood, dark clouds are covered with dark night, the cold wind is swishing, the lonely child is walking in the cold wind, so pitiful, so scared, and so helpless.

The picture in the dream changed, Ying'er appeared, Ying'er looked pitiful and asked crying: "Brother, do you want Ying'er anymore? Why haven't you come yet? Didn't you say you would wait for me in Xujia Village? I've been waiting for you for twelve years. Have you forgotten Ying'er, right?"

"No, brother doesn't..."

Tang Hao shouted powerlessly, but unfortunately Ying'er seemed to be unable to hear her in her dream, and kept questioning him and blaming him. Tang Hao felt very painful. He also wanted to find Ying'er's sister over the years, but time did not allow it. The court needed him, the country needed him, and the people needed him even more.

Without Tang Hao's courage, how could the great Song Dynasty be? How could the Daxia Kingdom retreat obediently, how could it obediently surrender to the Song Dynasty, how could it become the famous major general?

"Don't leave, Ying'er shouldn't leave your brother, okay? Brother misses you, don't leave your brother." Tang Hao begged, but Ying'er disappeared. Tang Hao panicked and looked around, without Ying'er's trace. He cried in pain and shouted loudly: "Ying'er..."

When he woke up from his dream, the pain still existed, and the wounds in his heart could never be healed. This was something he could not forgive himself. In twelve years, he did nothing. He chose righteousness and forgot his affection, the hatred of Xujia Village, whereabouts of Ying'er's sister, and whether he was doing well. Tang Hao left these things aside for the past twelve years.

Now that the righteousness has been held, and I want to regain my love, Tang Hao feels so heavy. After twelve years of carrying it, he feels very sorry for the grandparents and uncles and aunts in Xujia Village. Their revenge has not been avenged yet, and the souls of the wronged have not yet been peaceful.

He hadn't been to Xujia Village once in the past twelve years and hadn't paid tribute to them. Tang Hao felt guilty in his heart, so that he broke out tonight. He had just obtained a happy life, but the guilt deep in his heart emerged in his dream.

Tang Hao felt that this was the dead soul of Xujia Village who was reminding him, what about your oath? Where is our hatred? Have you forgotten it?

"call......"

Tang Hao wiped the sweat from his face with his hands. The sweat was cold. The scene in the dream was so real. The scene was still replayed in his mind. He got out of bed and poured a cup of tea and drank it. He sat on the chair in a daze. He thought that he had failed in life and his original vows have not been fulfilled yet.

"Dongdongdongdongdong..."

Someone knocked on the door outside the door. Tang Hao came back to his senses, got up and walked over to open the door. Lian'er stood in front of him, wrapped in a quilt.

"Young Master, what's wrong with you? I heard you shouting next door." Lian'er asked with concern. Seeing that the young master's face was not very good, she guessed that she must have a nightmare.

"Come in, it's cold outside." Tang Hao said, Lian'er walked into the room, and Tang Hao closed the door casually.

Lian'er asked again: "Young Master has a nightmare?"

"Um."

Tang Hao nodded, nodded slightly, and sat down and sighed deeply.

Lian'er came to Tang Hao, and opened the quilt a little unnaturally. She put her hand on Tang Hao's shoulders, wrapped it in the quilt and hugged Tang Hao. Lian'er whispered: "Do you have something to worry about? Can you tell Lian'er?"

Tang Hao smelled the faint fragrance on Lian'er's body, and his mind relaxed a lot. He smiled slightly and said, "Yes, this matter has been in my heart for twelve years. I have not fulfilled my oath at that time. I feel sorry for them."

Then, Tang Hao talked about his childhood little by little. Lian'er listened carefully, but his body was getting closer and closer to Tang Hao. From time to time, the two of them were already close to their bodies. Lian'er had been sitting on Tang Hao's legs at some point, and the quilt was wrapped around the two people's bodies.

Lian'er listened attentively and Tang Hao spoke attentively. After more than an hour passed, Lian'er's tears couldn't stop flowing. She liked Tang Hao more and loved him more. Such a man is the real man.

"Liang'er, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"

Tang Hao looked at the beauty in his arms and asked for no reason, why did he suddenly cry?

"Young Master, don't you know where Sister Ying'er is now?" Lian'er asked sobbingly.

Tang Hao helped wipe away the tears from Lian'er's face, and then said, "I don't know, it's been twelve years, I don't know which sect she went to, but when I just talked about it, I remembered a clue."

"What clue?" Lian'er asked.

"At that time, the two senior sisters said they only accepted female disciples, not male disciples. There are only two sects in the martial arts world who only accepted female disciples, one was Jingxinzhai and the other was Jade Girl Palace. Ying'er was probably in one of these two sects."

The more Tang Hao said, the more he felt that this was very likely. It seemed that after this incident, he had to go to these two sects to see it, or ask the two senior sisters in Jingxinzhai.

Lian'er nodded slightly. What the young master said was very likely.

"Young Master, don't be afraid. You are not sorry for the dead people in Xujia Village. You just feel guilty that you didn't avenge them earlier. That's just the guilt in your heart. From now on, the young master will kill all the bad people, avenge those who died tragically, and comfort their spirit in heaven."

Lian'er leaned in Tang Hao's arms, and his little hand drew a circle in Tang Hao's heart. Tang Hao grabbed her little hand and said, "Is your hand itchy? Also, why am I afraid of your son? That's the guilt in my heart and I can't feel sorry for it. As you said, I must find the murderer as soon as possible, kill those bastards, and comfort their spirit in heaven."

"Well, the young master is right, but when you see you just now, Lian'er was afraid of having a nightmare. You still want to argue." Lian'er lit her little head, but she still insisted that Tang Hao was afraid.

Tang Hao suddenly reached out and scratched Lian'er's slim waist, and Lian'er struggled in a hurry.

"Oh, no, young master, it's so itchy, don't scratch it."

"Do you still say it?"

"I won't say it anymore. Young Master, you have become bad. You were not like this before."

Lian'er pouted and said, "Why did the young master change at once? He has never been so naughty before."

Tang Hao smiled and said softly in Lian'er's ear: "That was... you led it away."

"Ah, your ears are itchy, huh? You're talking nonsense, why did I take you apart?" Lian'er said shyly.

Tang Hao smiled slightly and said, "It's your love, your infatuation, your goodness, your meticulousness, I have you in my heart at some point, do you know? You are so bad that I can't leave you."

"Oh, you are so stingy, why are you saying these words?"

Lian'er couldn't stand these love words anymore. It was so stingy. She felt that the young master had become disagreeable. She was not as good as the wood before. She became so good at speaking. She felt sweet and beautiful in her heart. She didn't want to leave him in her lifetime.

Tang Hao laughed and hugged Lian'er gently. In this way, the two of them didn't say anything, and everything was silent again.

This is the second time they hugged each other and could feel each other.

Before we knew it, time passed like this and the sky gradually became brighter.

Those unbeauties have passed, and the memories deep in the dusty heart have been opened. Tang Hao has made a decision. After this, he went to investigate the matter in Xujia Village, avenged their ruthless death, and comforted their spirit in heaven.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!