The old man who was working hard finally heard the voice, stopped the hoe in his hand, and turned his head to look.

However, when several people saw the old man's face, they were shocked, and they found that the old man had no eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose on his face, only a flat face.

When Leng Buding saw such a strange and terrifying face, he was as firm as a man of letters, and he was also so frightened that his scalp was numb, and he raised his hand and slashed it with one palm.

But his palm suddenly stopped halfway down, because his eyes suddenly blurred, and the next moment his vision returned to clear, and the old man's face actually had eyebrows, eyes, and nose.

Lying silkworm eyebrows, slender eyes, hump nose, thin lips and big mouth, and a wrinkled face, engraved with the vicissitudes of time.

Wen Buwu's hand stopped, not because the old man suddenly had facial features, but because this facial features were familiar and unfamiliar to him, and it was his father, who had been dead for more than 70 years.

Time flies, more than 70 years have passed, and his father's figure and appearance have long been blurred in Wen Buwu's mind, and he can't remember it, but as soon as he saw the old man's face, the memory buried by time turned it out in an instant, so that when he saw this face, he was both familiar and unfamiliar.

"Ah Wu, Dad knows, you have been reading with Mr. Big in the city for all these years, and your stomach is full of college questions. Now let you put down your pen and ink books and go back to the village to follow your father to play with these acres of crops, which will humiliate your identity as a scholar and bury your talent.

But, Ah Wu, the current chaos is not the time for you weak scholars to show their talents and take revenge, those soldiers and ruffians will reason with you, they will only enter with white knives and red knives out.

Look at Xiujuan and Bao'er, Xiujuan's belly is getting bigger and bigger day by day, and she will give birth in two months, Bao'er is just seven years old, and it is the time to grow your body, so you can't bear to leave them alone?

Look at your father and mother, you're such an only son—"

Listening to the old man's painstaking persuasion, the past that has been deeply buried by time has appeared in Wen Buwu's mind one after another.

In that year, the world was in turmoil, and righteous people from all over the country rose up one after another to overthrow the brutal and corrupt Great Wei Dynasty.

Liu Yishun, the head of their county's gun and stick sect, also took the case, led people to break into the county government and cut off the head of the black-hearted county master, and swore an uprising.

Liu Yishun wanted to invite the most learned Mr. Big in the county to be his military advisor in the account and give him advice, but Mr. Big was already in his last years, and he had more than enough heart but not enough strength, so he recommended him to Liu Yishun.

Then Liu Yishun found him, told him about the revenge in his heart, and showed his sincerity, asking him to help, and he gladly agreed. Then he hurried home to ask his father, but he was opposed by his father.

The situation that day was the same as in front of him, not even a word was missing, the old father tried hard to persuade him, but in the end he still gave up.

Later, the uprising failed, he was a weak scholar in a different place, in that chaotic days suffered a lot of difficulties, after several hardships he finally met Wu Zhiqiu, although the grass fell into the grass, but let the womb learn to be able to display, for a time to shine. Later, he happened to meet the fate of cultivation, and showed his cultivation qualifications against the sky, which made him shine more and more brightly.

However, when he returned to his hometown after becoming famous, he learned that his parents, wife and children had already died in the war.

Wen Buwu looked at his father, who had come back to life, and then looked up at the ground, where his mother, wife and children were nervously waiting for their father and son's final decision.

These familiar faces made Wen Buwu suddenly feel a deep sense of guilt and guilt in his heart, and he couldn't imagine why he could be so ruthless and unrighteous back then? Resolutely and resolutely abandoning these dear relatives for his own selfishness was really in vain as a son, a husband, and a father.

Rumble!

There was a sudden violent roar in his mind, and the next moment his expression suddenly became cold and gloomy. He knew that the scene in front of him was an illusion, and if he could not break the illusion immediately, his mind would inevitably slowly lose and eventually sink into this false illusion and die.

Bang!

Wen Buwu suddenly knelt on his knees, knelt on the ridge and kowtowed to his father repeatedly, and then stood up suddenly, snatched the hoe from his father's hand, and slashed down his head.

"Ah---h

The mother, wife and children on the side of the field all screamed in terror and ran desperately.

Wen Buwu had a hideous face, and he greeted him with a blood-dripping hoe-

Poof-

Wen Buwu spurted blood from his mouth, the scene in front of him blurred for a while, and all the illusions disappeared. But his body was trembling, he was soaked in cold sweat from head to toe, his face was not a little bloody, he was as white as paper, his expression was embarrassed and tired, and he felt as if he was several years old.

Although it is an illusion, he can kill his relatives one by one with a hoe in his hand, even if he cultivates like him, he can hardly bear it.

Poof-

Another mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face became more and more pale, but he felt a little better, and he hurriedly shifted his attention to look around.

The surrounding scenery is still picturesque, and the farmland village is still in front of you, but the farmers working in the fields are gone, and the village has become a dilapidated and deserted village.

Everyone around him had their eyes closed, some looked painful and hideous, some had joyful faces, and some had tears in their eyes—

Only the figure of Zhang Butcher was missing.

Wen Buwu's eyes fell on Zhang Xiaopu's body, Zhang Butcher didn't know where to go, and actually threw the unconscious Zhang Xiaopu on the ridge, such an excellent opportunity, he couldn't help but want to do something to Zhang Xiaopu, but thinking of Zhang Butcher's warning, he couldn't help but feel jealous and hesitated.

Suddenly, his expression was cold, and he made a decision, and reached out to grab Zhang Xiaopu, but his hand actually passed through Zhang Xiaopaw's body and grabbed it empty.

He looked stunned, and hurriedly grabbed it a few times, but the result was the same, Zhang Xiaopaw's body was like a virtual illusion, which could not be seen or touched.

But he saw Zhang Xiaopaw's face full of happy smiles, as if he was lost in the illusion and enjoying it, which made him suddenly have a conjecture in his heart, is it that the body of the person in the illusion is all virtual?

With this conjecture, he reached out and grabbed Wu Man'er next to him, and sure enough, as he guessed, just like when he caught Zhang Xiaopai, his hand passed through Wu Man'er's body and grabbed empty.

"What a clever phantom array, it can actually pull a person's true body into-pull in-" Wen Buwu originally wanted to praise this phantom array, which could actually pull a person's true body into the illusion, but the words stopped abruptly halfway, because if it was the real body in the illusion, then he used the real body to kill his parents, wife and children, thinking about it carefully, his old heart was almost unbearable.

Rumble!

There was a sudden explosion in the deserted village ahead, and then I saw a rainbow glow rising from a courtyard, obviously a scene of a treasure in the world.

"!" Wen Buwu immediately scolded angrily, and finally knew why Butcher Zhang was not there, it turned out that he was looking for treasures, and immediately unfolded his body and rushed towards the deserted village.

He rushed into the village just as he saw Butcher Zhang coming out of a courtyard with a contradictory expression of joy and annoyance.

Butcher Zhang didn't say anything when he saw him, and hurriedly ran to the courtyard of the next house, and then stood at the gate of the courtyard and pinched the seal.

Wen Buwu could see clearly that Butcher Zhang was breaking the ban on the courtyard. He hurriedly ran to a courtyard, stood at the gate of the courtyard and looked inside, the blood on his face suddenly swelled up, and his heartbeat instantly accelerated, only to see that a large number of spiritual fruits were planted in the courtyard, and they were all ripe. He raised his feet and went into the courtyard, but he was forbidden to play a big heel, and Butcher Zhang saw his embarrassment from a distance, and laughed happily.

When he finally broke the ban on the yard and rushed into the yard impatiently, he knew why Butcher Zhang had such a contradictory expression on his face when he came out of the yard just now, it turned out that as soon as the ban was broken, the spirit fruits in the courtyard suddenly had an extremely fast speed, and they turned into dust in an instant, and there were only a few spirit fruits left in the courtyard.

But even if there is only one left, it is also happy, of course, happy at the same time, it is inevitable to be annoyed and regretful.

"You didn't hit the Phantom Array?" As he passed by Butcher Zhang, Wen Buwu asked curiously.

"Yes. I saw the old lady, but before she could speak, she was slashed by me, an unfilial son. Butcher Zhang responded.

Wen Buwu twitched twice from the corner of his eyes, and muttered: "He is worthy of the reputation of a butcher, and his heart is really cold and vicious!"

It's just that his tone is a little sour, because if he sees his old father and is as decisive and ruthless as Butcher Zhang, his mood will not be damaged.

In such a comparison, he is not as good as Butcher Zhang, which makes him feel uncomfortable.

"Yes, every righteous slaughterer is a dog, and the negative heart is mostly a scholar. Butcher Zhang shot back.

The corners of Wen Buwu's mouth twitched, and he didn't pay any more attention to Butcher Zhang, and hurriedly ran to the next courtyard.

A quarter of an hour later, the Heavenly Martial Daoist broke the illusion and woke up from the coma, trying to wake up the three apprentices who were trapped in the phantom array, but tried their best to unsuccessfully, and then saw Xia Guang Ruicai rising into the sky in the deserted village in front of him, so he joined the team to grab the spirit fruit.

When he met Butcher Zhang in the village, he gave up his precious time, followed Butcher Zhang and scolded him for a stick of incense, and robbed Butcher Zhang of the spirit fruit in a courtyard where he had just broken the ban, and then patted his ass and left satisfied.

Butcher Zhang was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, but he seemed to feel guilty in his heart, and he never bothered with the Heavenly Martial Dao people.

Monk Huijing, a reed Taoist, Wan Qiuqing and Wu Man'er broke the illusion one after another and woke up from the illusion. Everyone's face was not good-looking, and they were in a cold sweat and had palpitations. Among them, Monk Huijing and Wan Qiuqing were the most serious, and it took several mouthfuls of blood to slowly stabilize their minds.

They tried to wake up Zhang Xiaopaw and Qinglian Daoren, but they had nothing to do, knowing that the illusion array was extremely clever, and they could only rely on themselves if they wanted to break the illusion and wake up.

However, Zhang Xiaopaw and Qinglian Daoren had happy expressions on their faces, and it was obvious that the two of them had been deeply lost in the illusion and couldn't extricate themselves from it.

In the end, they all temporarily put aside their worries about Zhang Xiaopaw and Qinglian Daoren, and joined the team to snatch the spirit fruit.

Monk Huijing had no desires and no desires, sitting cross-legged beside Zhang Xiaopaw and Qinglian Daoren, and kept reciting the Buddhist scriptures of meditation and delusion, hoping that the two of them could hear and wake up as soon as possible.

He looked at the eyes of the Qinglian Daoist and was extremely worried.

......

Zhang Xiaopaw woke up slowly, opened his eyes, and the scenery made him stunned.

Yellowed mosquito nets with many patches, two wooden boxes for clothes and bedding placed on the side of the wall, mud walls painted with lime -

All the scenery that catches the eye is so familiar, this is his bedroom in Liujia Village.

Rub Rub –

While he was in a daze, there was a sound of footsteps, the curtain of the inner room was opened, and an innocent woman with two ponytails walked in, holding a wooden basin in her hand.

"Finch-" Seeing the woman who came in, Zhang Xiaopaw sat up from the bed in surprise and inexplicably, looking at the woman and calling excitedly.

The woman who came in was none other than Liu Qi'er, and a birthmark the size of a fingernail on the left side of her face told Zhang Xiaopaw that he didn't recognize the wrong person, because she was the only woman with a birthmark on her face in the entire Liujia Village.

"Ah, Brother Pawn, you're finally awake!" Que'er saw Zhang Xiaopaw sitting up from the bed, and reacted more excitedly and happily than Zhang Xiaopaw, hurriedly put the wooden basin in his hand on the basin rack next to the door, and then strode to the bedside.

"Brother pawn, it's great that you've finally woken up! Great!" Que'er stood on the side of the bed and looked at Zhang Xiaopaw, so excited that she couldn't speak incoherently, and then her eyes turned red, and tears fell down.

Zhang Xiaopaw looked at the finch in a daze, feeling that he was dreaming, but this dream was so real that he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.

"Brother pawn, are you uncomfortable?!I'm going to call Liu Erbo to show you. Seeing that Zhang Xiaopaw was in a trance, he was in a daze, and thought that there was something wrong with his body, so he immediately showed a worried look and wanted to invite Tulangzhong in the village.

"Wait—wait a minute. Zhang Xiaopaw called out to stop the bird, moved to the side of the bed, hugged the bird into his arms, hugged her tightly, was reluctant to let go, and did not dare to let go, for fear that he would wake up from the dream as soon as he let go.

The finch was held in Zhang Xiaopaw's arms, and her face was suddenly flushed with shame, and her cheeks were hot, as if she was on fire. She struggled conditionally at first, but Zhang Xiaopaw hugged it too tightly and couldn't break free, so she could only blush and let Zhang Xiaopaw hold her. Then he quietly stretched out his arms, closed his eyes and hugged Zhang Xiaopaw's back.

"You know, Sparrow, I really miss you. Zhang Xiaopaw stuck to the ear of the finch and choked up and poured out his thoughts.

When the finch listened, the more ashamed she became, but her heart was as sweet as falling into a honeypot.

"I'm also- I'm very, very worried about you, afraid you'll never wake up again. Que'er was slowly infected by Zhang Xiaopaw's emotions, and also choked up and confided.

Feeling the soft and warm body of the finch and listening to her whispering in her ear, Zhang Xiaopaw suddenly felt so real, as if he was not dreaming, which made him stunned again.

He didn't pinch himself to verify if it was a dream, because if it was, he wanted the dream to be a little longer than to wake up sooner.

"Have I been in a coma for a long time?" Zhang Xiaopaw asked curiously. Combined with what Finch said before and after, he found that he seemed to have been in a coma for a long time in this real dream.

"Hmm. You've been in a coma for ten whole days. Finch nodded.

"Huh?" Zhang Xiaopaw was surprised, and hurriedly asked, "When did I faint? How did I faint? Why don't I remember?"

"Don't you remember, you and Uncle Li formed a hunting team and went into the Black Forest to hunt, and when you were hunting a black boar, you were accidentally hit by a black boar, and then you fainted. It's the big baby, oh no, it's Brother Guangmao who carried you all the way back from the Black Forest. Finch said.

"???" Zhang Xiaopaw listened to the question mark in his head, he remembered that he formed a hunting team to hunt in the Black Forest, and was knocked unconscious by the black wild boar when hunting the black wild boar, but what happened when he was carried back by Niu Dawa?