Chapter 842 A big blow
Under Xiaohu's attack, the men in black robes fell to the ground one after another, losing the ability to resist.
Xiao Hu successfully protected the Wood God Pearl and gave it to Ling Ye, who put it back to its original location and re-sealed the cave with powerful magic.
"Xiao Hu, you did a great job." Ling Ye said to Xiao Hu with a smile, "You not only saved this land, but also protected the balance of the world."
Xiaohu looked at Lingye, his heart full of emotion: "All this is inseparable from everyone's efforts. Besides, I just did what I should do."
After bidding farewell to Ling Ye and the night elves, Xiao Hu set out on his journey home. Along the way, his heart was filled with joy and pride. He knew that he had not only completed an adventure, but also inherited Grandpa Qi's belief and protected this land and the peace of the world.
When Xiaohu returned to the village, the villagers once again warmly welcomed his return. He stood in the village square, looking at the statue of Qi Tongwei, and said silently in his heart: "Grandpa Qi, I did it. I will continue to protect this land and let your spirit be passed on forever."
In the village, children are still playing happily, old people are still chatting and laughing warmly, and young people are still busy with energy.
He looked at Xiaohu's determined eyes, as if he saw his former self, the young man full of ideals and ambitions, vowing to change his destiny.
After Xiaohu finished speaking, Qi Tongwei smiled, which showed his joy for Xiaohu's growth, his satisfaction for successfully protecting this land, and his memories of the past. He gently patted Xiaohu's shoulder and was about to speak when he suddenly felt dizzy. His eyes went dark and his body shook uncontrollably.
When Qi Tongwei slowly opened his eyes again, the scene in front of him stunned him completely. The village square, the little tiger, and the mysterious forest, everything disappeared without a trace. He found himself in the familiar but slightly cramped living room of his home. The surrounding layout was still the same as he remembered, with old furniture, dim lights, and a sense of life in the air.
Liang Lu paced in the living room with her child in her arms, humming a lullaby to coax the child to sleep. The child's tender face was rosy, with a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth. David and Xiao Wei were sitting at the dining table, eating their meal attentively. There were several simple home-cooked dishes on the table, steaming hot. His father-in-law, Liang Qunfeng, was sitting on the old sofa, wearing reading glasses, reading the newspaper tirelessly, and coughing from time to time.
Qi Tongwei stood there in a daze, his mind was blank. He subconsciously pinched his thigh, and a sharp pain came. He realized that the thrilling adventure and the fantasy experience just now were just a dream. An indescribable complex emotion surged in his heart, including loss, confusion, and more helplessness towards reality.
"Tongwei, what's wrong with you? You're standing there in a daze." Liang Lu's voice interrupted Qi Tongwei's thoughts. She came over with the child in her arms, with a concerned look on her face, "Are you too tired? Sit down and rest for a while."
Qi Tongwei forced a smile and slowly walked to the sofa and sat down. He looked at Liang Lu, the woman he once loved and hated, but now he felt extremely unfamiliar. Liang Lu gently placed the child in the cradle, then turned and walked into the kitchen. After a while, she came out with a cup of steaming water and handed it to Qi Tongwei: "Drink some water, you don't look well."
Qi Tongwei took the water and his fingers touched Liang Lu's hand. At that moment, he shrank back as if he had been electrocuted. He looked down at the cup of water in his hand, and the steam rising blurred his vision. He remembered himself in his dream, brave and fearless, fighting a desperate battle with evil forces to protect his beliefs and land. It was a world full of passion and blood. But now, back to reality, he is facing this dull, trivial, and even somewhat depressing life.
Liang Qunfeng put down the newspaper, looked up at Qi Tongwei, and said calmly: "Tongwei, don't work too hard, take care of your health." Qi Tongwei nodded slightly, but smiled bitterly in his heart. In this family, he has been trying to play the role of a good husband and son-in-law, but who can know the struggle and pain in his heart.
After David and Xiao Wei finished their meal, they ran over to Qi Tongwei and said, "Dad, tell us a story." Qi Tongwei looked at the innocent faces of the two children, and the haze in his heart dissipated a little. He touched the children's heads and began to tell them the adventure stories in his dreams. The children listened with great interest, and their eyes were shining with curiosity and excitement.
As he spoke, Qi Tongwei's voice gradually became low, and his thoughts drifted back to the dream world. There, he was respected and admired, and every effort he made had a clear goal and meaning. But in real life, he struggled in the officialdom, and was constrained by his father-in-law everywhere. He had to compromise for the sake of his career, and his former ideals had long been worn away by reality.
Liang Lu sat aside, watching Qi Tongwei quietly. She seemed to have noticed something was wrong with her husband. Over the years, she saw Qi Tongwei gradually become silent under the pressure of life and work, and she felt a little guilty. She knew that Qi Tongwei had paid a lot for this family, but there was always an indelible barrier between them.
"Tongwei, if you have any worries, just tell me." Liang Lu said softly, "We are husband and wife, we can face any difficulties together."
Qi Tongwei raised his head and looked into Liang Lu's eyes, feeling mixed emotions. He wanted to talk about the pain in his heart and his desire for freedom and ideals, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back. He just shook his head and said, "Nothing, maybe I'm too tired from work recently."
At night, Qi Tongwei lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. He looked at the ceiling, and the scenes in his dream kept appearing in his mind. Those fantastic scenes and the partners who fought side by side seemed to be still in front of him. He remembered Xiaohu's firm eyes and Lingye's trusting instructions, which formed a sharp contrast with the helplessness and depression in real life.
He thought of his past, when he was a poor boy from the countryside, working hard with a vision for the future and a thirst for knowledge. He thought that by getting into college and entering the officialdom, he could change the fate of himself and his family, but reality dealt him a heavy blow.