Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 158 The Buddha Brother and the Assassin Brother 25

The beast tide lasted for about two hours in the southeast corner, causing some casualties and property damage.

The once clean and tidy ancient road is now a chaotic mess of blood-stained debris.

It was already night, and the moonlight cast a desolate glow.

After Zhao Zhao fainted, Fu Wei carried him on his back the whole time. Blood kept gushing from Zhao Zhao's body and soaking into Fu Wei's clothes.

After the beast tide ended, Fuwei didn't dare to delay and carried him to the clinic.

Fuwei's face was covered in blood. His expression was grim, and the veins on his forehead were bulging. He looked like a demon that had walked out of hell.

They killed many wild beasts and their hands were stained with blood, but they had a clear conscience.

Ignoring everything else, Fu Wei kicked open the door of the clinic. Unfortunately, the beast tide had just ended, and the doctor who had taken refuge had not yet returned; the clinic was deserted.

"We're doomed!"

Fuwei, who didn't understand pharmacology, was extremely anxious. Just as he bent down to carry Zhaozhao to another clinic, Zhaozhao suddenly woke up, stood up instantly, and bumped her head against Fuwei's.

"Hiss~" Ignoring the stars in her eyes, Fuwei saw that he was awake and hurriedly asked, "Ruosheng, what's wrong with your body?!"

Even though he wasn't seriously injured, he was bleeding more and more.

Their eyes met, and Zhao Zhao's pupils contracted. Fu Wei involuntarily took a step back; it was the first time he had ever seen Zhao Zhao show such fear.

"I want to go home!"

Zhao Zhao pushed Fu Wei away forcefully, hurriedly got up, and then immediately knelt down again.

Fu Wei quickly supported him, her head throbbing. "Ruosheng, why do you want to go back to the He residence?"

Zhao Zhao was in excruciating pain and had no strength. She suddenly looked up and stared intently into Fu Wei's eyes. "I had a dream! I dreamt that my whole family died!"

Fu Wei's face darkened. He knew that the dream Zhao Zhao was talking about was no ordinary dream; something must have happened. "What do you want me to do?" he asked earnestly.

"I can't walk anymore, I beg you, take me to the He residence!"

Seeing that Zhao Zhao was about to kneel down to him, Fu Wei coldly pulled him up and agreed without saying a word, "What do you mean by this? Between you and me, fellow disciples, is there any need to be so polite?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhao didn't refuse and immediately pushed him outside, saying, "Okay, let's go quickly!"

His face showed an unprecedented urgency. After many years, he finally dreamed of his family and the He family mansion again.

But in the dream, the He family mansion was just like in the story, with not a single person alive.

On the night of his and He Yunmin's birthday, countless men in black swarmed in from all directions under the cover of darkness, wreaking havoc.

The once joyous He family mansion was instantly transformed into a hellish scene filled with corpses. Red silk was stained with blood. His father and mother were brutally murdered, and none of the relatives and friends who came to attend the birthday banquet were spared.

This was a massacre specifically targeting the entire He family. Taking advantage of the birthday banquet with all the clan members present, the outbreak of a beast tide in the southeast corner, and the cover of night, they launched a surprise attack...

Without a second thought, Fuwei carried Zhaozhao to the He residence. After leaving the southeast corner, the two found a carriage and took them there.

Zhao Zhao was still bleeding. He stared blankly at the blood, his eyes filled with complex emotions. He had never hated himself so much for being so incompetent.

Minmin...

He was not a good brother; he chose to return to the He family mansion and once again left Minmin in unknown danger.

My mind is in turmoil. On one hand, there's the He mansion filled with corpses, and on the other hand, there's my younger brother suffering somewhere.

He was very sad, but he was powerless to do anything about it.

Everyone has regrets in their life, and even someone like him is not immune.

If Minmin blames him, then so be it...

It's his fault.