Red Moon Recovery: A Cloudy Day at the Start

suddenly.

A hole appeared in the sky.

Then the gap gets bigger and bigger

Countless white flowers fell from that crack.

It's rice!

Rice!

And there can be such a means.

only,

Tianjun!

It is Tianjun watching everything here.

now,

Sent things over,

Obviously, Tianjun didn't want to see this group of people with merit, and he really didn't even have the chance to reincarnate.

Surprise flashed across the old Dao's face.

He reached out and grabbed some meters.

Raised his hand towards the nearest ghosts.

"Eat quickly, these are edible, you won't be hungry after eating...you can reincarnate after eating...you will be able to reincarnate!"

Those ghost eyes were completely red.

They rushed to the fallen grain.

The old way smiled.

But,

Soon the smile on his face froze.

Those ghosts...

After rushing to the grain, he was just crazily taking those things into his arms.

If you can't put it down, take off your clothes and put them in your own clothes.

In the shoes, even in the holes of flesh and blood.

Just none of them were put in the mouth.

They are hungry, but they don't eat food.

What kind of **** is this!

The old way is happy.

You just want to eat people like that?

The whole scene is chaotic. Everyone is grabbing food, and they are all taking care of the food.

It seems to have encountered a favorite toy.

But the veteran knows.

Once they ran out of food,

Next, it's time to grab your own meat.

How to do,

these people...

What do you want to do!

Zuo Chen, who was far away in Tianjun Temple, also frowned.

these people...

Their knots are not for food!

He stretched out his hand.

A streamer disappeared from his fingertips towards the void.

A gap appeared beside the old Dao.

"Leave first."

Zuo Chen Wennuo's voice came from the gap.

The next moment.

The veteran of them disappeared.

When their shadows appeared on the street,

There was no one on the street.

Obviously, it was getting late.

Lao Dao sat on the rock next to the vehicle,

Take a few breaths.

Only after God.

At this time, his mobile phone live broadcast was refreshing the screen.

A water friend is swiftly atop the old way.

"Found it! So old I found news about this village!"

The old Dao's expression became stiff, and he asked quickly:

"real!?"

His look was a bit surprised, quite a feeling of a bright future.

For the first time he felt...

This group of water friends,

It's really reliable, of course, it's just that little person.

"Yes! I am from Lucheng, and now I work as a secretary in the government."

"When you said you were going to Yeluo Village, I was investigating."

"This is a record in official documents."

"Lucheng once conscripted soldiers in 1949."

"And all the young people in Yeluo Village joined the army that year."

"So all the old and weak women and children stayed, and at the same time that year, the Insect Kingdom broke through Lucheng, and the one who was responsible for guarding Lucheng was a leader from Yeluo Village."

"They resisted desperately and lost in the end. Only a few people retreated, and the others died in Lucheng."

"However, this also caused serious casualties to the Zongzi Nation troops. After they broke the city, they arrived at the hometown of the regimental commander overnight."

"The whole village was slaughtered."

Old-fashioned looking at the screen fiercely.

Other water friends on the screen are also watching these messages.

These people shut up very wisely at this time.

The old Dao muttered:

"But...they have been dead for so long...what are they obsessed with..."

This is the water friend on the screen, happening again:

"I also found the most critical one!"

"Yeluo Village has been inherited for 300 years and originated in the Ming Dynasty."

"Their village has an ancestral motto..."

"Ye Luo will return to its roots!"

The veteran eyes suddenly brightened.

Back to the root!

Yes!

They are waiting...

Waiting for their husbands, waiting for their sons, waiting for their fathers!

The leaves fall back to their roots, this is the most important of all major events in China.

"But...it's a pity...because it's been too long...a hundred years have passed...even if it is impossible to find out in the system, is anyone still alive in Yeluo Village back then?"

Finally the water friend also sighed.

No wonder they have merit,

No wonder they have obsessions.

Inside the shop on the old road of Tianjun Temple.

Zuo Chen leaned back on a wicker chair.

He also saw the news.

These things are impossible for ordinary people.

to him,

There is really no difficulty.

His embroidered robe made an arc in the air.

The sound is pleasant:

"Amnesty: cause and effect, out!"

Words fall.

Wow!

The calm space ripples,

Where outsiders can't see.

The brilliance was revealed in mid-air.

These thin threads are like silk, one end is here, the other end does not know where it is.

"Ye Luo Village."

Zuo Chen's fingers kept fiddle,

Keep looking for something.

There are too many thin lines of cause and effect, even if it’s him,

Also look for it a little bit.

finally.

After his finger touched a thin line.

The thin line made a slight crisp sound.

The corner of Zuo Chen's mouth rose slightly.

"Sure enough."

Everything in this world, drink and peck,

There has long been a fixed number.

Old Tao's ears.

Suddenly there was a voice:

"Dafeng Town, Xin'an Village, Li Guangnian."

The old-fashioned stayed, and then rejoiced.

Pulled Lin Xi and left.

Lin Xi was a little confused by him:

"Old way, what are you doing?"

"Go, go to Xin'an Village!"

Twenty minutes later.

A remote village.

A spot of light.

Unbiased and settled on one family.

The old Tao said to Lin Xi:

"Wait for me here."

Speaking two steps back, he jumped up to the top of the wall.

We are a layman who catches the ghost, but we can get it over the wall.

In the leftmost room.

The door has been quietly opened.

The old way went straight in.

What rushed to the face was the unique taste of the old man.

Doesn't smell good.

Through the moonlight, the old way saw it.

Bed.

Lying there was an extremely old man.

The whole face seemed to be air-dried.

Only one piece of skin is still on his face.

At his desk, there are several medical machines operating continuously.

This is...

dying?

The old-fashioned heart is half-hearted.

The old man's life has indeed reached the point where the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dead.

How to do this!

Zhou Qun came to Lao Dao silently.

"Call him, his soul is still inside."

"He is still conscious."

The old man can only nod his head.

Now there is only one way.

He leaned to the old man’s ear,

Asked carefully:

"Old man, do you... do you remember Ye Luo Village?"

suddenly,

It seemed like a miracle.

The old man's eyes blinked as hard as he could.

He seemed to have heard it.

In other words, it was stimulated.

The lips are moving slightly:

"The village... the village... back... go..."

He was very excited when he saw it.

He is doing his best to speak.

A strong wish erupted from the old man.

He wants to go back.

He also knows,

That seems,

It's his home!

My heart is in my hometown,

Can...

There is only one township!

There,

This is his hometown!

The old man's cloudy eyes opened.

But it does not belong to the kind of opening.

But dim with hope.

Back to the light!

[Author's digression]: Ask for a bank note~