PFC Chapter 226 His Past and Future
Chapter 226 His Past and Future
Eye……?!
Wu Zhao then realized that the ruby on the ring was Jun Wu's eye!
Realizing something was amiss, Wu Zhao, as if burying his head in the sand, put his hands behind his back.
"This...that...I..."
Suddenly stuttering, Wu Zhao had no idea how to explain the situation.
Junwu wiped the blood from his eyes, stood up, and approached Wuzhao.
A faint fragrance emanated from him, causing Wu Zhao to momentarily lose his composure.
Upon realizing that his hand had been grabbed, Wu Zhao paused for a moment but did not resist.
As Junwu carefully examined the ring, a hint of surprise flickered in his eyes.
"really weird……"
There was a hint of confusion in Junwu's voice.
But he simply reached out and gently touched the ruby on the ring.
The fine golden lines inside the gemstone contracted slightly when he touched them.
"I have indeed seen you before."
He said it with great certainty.
"Although I have no memory of you, I must have seen you at some point in the future."
Junwu's right eye was still stinging, but he inexplicably felt a very excited emotion.
From the moment he saw Wu Zhao, his feelings were very complicated.
But upon discovering the ring on her hand, his complex feelings turned into excitement and joy.
"I should... care about you a lot."
Junwu's gaze was intense as he looked at Wuzhao without any attempt to conceal it.
"My eyes, in your hands... I can feel their joy."
Such a direct gaze caught Wu Zhao off guard.
...Is Junwu really such a straightforward person?
She could hardly recall what Junwu used to be like.
All I could see in my mind was Gu Chen's expressionless face, yet gentle and restrained.
"You came from the future, didn't you?"
Junwu released her, his expression returning to calm.
“You came for the people of the village.”
Wu Zhao cleared his throat and nodded.
"I was also brought here by the formation. I originally just wanted to save the younger generation in my family."
Thinking of the tearful Wu Xingyun, Wu Zhao pressed his temples with a headache.
It's unknown whether Wu Xingyun, who didn't get to be saved, can hold on.
But she left Phoenix and Barbatos with Wu Xingyun, so... it should be fine, right?
Junwu noticed that she was lost in thought, so instead of disturbing her, he silently poured her another glass of water.
"Junwu, have you ever left this village?"
Wu Zhao raised his head and looked at Jun Wu.
He paused for a moment while pouring the water, then shook his head.
“This village is isolated from the world. Since I came here, I haven’t really left this place much.”
"However, the people here are quite content with their lives now. I haven't sensed anything bad coming from the village, so why are you asking this?"
Wu Zhao did not answer.
She simply turned the ring on her hand slowly, caressing the gemstone on it.
Although Junwu is the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao, he has only recently developed his will.
He is still quite inexperienced now.
Furthermore, since he had no contact with anyone else after entering the village, it's not impossible that he was misled by the villagers...
Wu Zhao had not yet fully explored the strangeness of this village, nor could he explain it to Jun Wu.
"It's nothing, I'm just a little curious why the village isn't very friendly to outsiders."
Speaking of this, Junwu's face also showed a bit of strangeness.
"Actually, no outsiders have entered the village in recent years. The two were discovered by the villagers quite by chance."
Junwu knew that Wu Zhao had met with Yu Ying and Wu Xingzhou.
"The old village chief wanted to kick them out, but his son stopped him. Some of the other villagers were resistant to the two of them, but..."
“I don’t know what he wanted to do, I just moved them to the very edge of the village. I left a simple magic circle there to keep them calm for the time being.”
His actions were subconscious, and he couldn't explain why he made those arrangements.
Wu Zhao's lips curled up.
As expected of the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao, even without discovering anything amiss, it can still help ordinary people avoid danger and bring good fortune.
What are the village's annual sacrificial rites?
Thinking of the arrangements he saw in the square on the day he arrived, Wu Zhao asked.
"It's a prayer for a bountiful harvest in the coming year. They used to hold a sacrifice every year before I opened it. They would offer a lot of livestock, which I don't really like."
Junwu frowned, recalling the sacrificial rituals he had witnessed before.
Livestock...?
A cold glint flashed in Wu Zhao's eyes.
Was it really a sacrificial animal?
When does the sacrificial ceremony begin?
Junwu thought for a moment and replied, "The altar will be ready in three days. I will stay on the altar until sunset, until the bonfire is lit and the moon rises, and then the festival will be over."
The altar... Wu Zhao recalled the altar they had built.
Nunu's dissatisfied voice suddenly rang out from outside the courtyard.
"Sister, High Priest, aren't you finished talking yet?"
"I'm so bored outside! Can I go inside and wait?"
Hearing her somewhat sullen voice, Wu Zhao's fingers on the ring twitched.
"Nunu is the child of the old village chief's daughter, but it is said that she was pregnant out of wedlock... and with someone from another village."
"I have never met the old village chief's daughter and son-in-law. Nunu must have been born posthumously. The villagers took good care of her, so she was quite spoiled."
Surprisingly, Junwu has a high opinion of Nunu.
He gave Junwu a complicated look.
At this point, Junwu was indeed still somewhat naive...
"I'm leaving now. See you at the sacrificial ceremony in three days."
As Junwu watched her leave, he raised his hand and touched his right eye, which was throbbing slightly.
"What a strange feeling... Will I, in the future, gouge out my own eyes and give them to her?"
“Wu Zhao…Wu Zhao…”
An indescribable throbbing surged in Junwu's chest, leaving him somewhat overwhelmed.
Nunu craned her neck outside the courtyard, trying to see what was happening inside, but only saw Wu Zhao walk out of the door.
Her bloodshot eyes instantly returned to black after meeting Wu Zhao's gaze.
"Sister! You're out!"
Nunu raised her hand and waved it at Wu Zhao, her smile innocent.
"Sorry for the wait, let's go."
As he walked up to her, Wu Zhao smiled.
Nunu secretly observed her expression, but couldn't discern any change.
She bit her lip.
"Sister, what did the High Priest say?"
In the end, I couldn't resist wanting to know what the two of them had talked about.
Wu Zhao's eyes flickered.
"It's nothing, just..."
"Junwu has invited me to the sacrificial ceremony three days from now."
She actually called Junwu by his name!
Nunu's voice became somewhat unsteady, and her eyes were tinged with red.
Nunu clenched her fists, and bloodshot eyes appeared in her head, which was lowered from an angle where Wu Zhao could not see her.
Junwu is mine...
Those who covet him deserve to die!