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The people of Chu don't think so, there are always some unbelievable things in this world, just like the clouds that day carried the purple marquis and they left, this is just another strange talk, but it is a big deal for the original people of Zhou, Wutong is their faith, they don't believe that it disappeared like this, they firmly believe that it was the people of Chu who made the ghost.

"Little Liuzi, where did you say the Wutong God went?" A big man with a black face asked a man with a monkey-like figure. "Needless to say, it must be the people of Chu who made the ghost. The people of Chu are really hateful, making our people miserable, and now even our Wutong God is not spared. The little man named Xiao Liuzi replied.

The black-faced man looked at everyone, as if he had thought for a while, and said in a tone that he couldn't be sure of: "You say, will the Wutong God become an immortal?" Just like the purple-clothed marquis of Chu that day? ”

"Don't talk nonsense, big black, where do immortals come from in this world, they are all lies, do you really believe it." At this point, a man who looked like a leader said. The big black man seemed a little unwilling, and replied, "Then what did we see that day?" ”

"Alright, don't say it. Forgot what we're doing today? Hurry up and dig it, won't you have the answer if you dig it? The leading man seemed a little unhappy with Da Kuroko's questioning of his words, and urged everyone.

More than a dozen of them are all original Zhou people, and today they met to come to the place where the sycamore was originally planted, dig up the soil, and see what is going on. If it was really done by the people of Chu, after all, it would leave traces, and the root system of the sycamore must still be there.

The Zhou people's belief in Wutong is deep in their bones, even if they have lost the country, even if it has nothing to do with them no matter what the truth is, they are still paranoid and want to know the truth. Everyone kept digging, and they had dug nearly 1 meter and there was still no shadow of the sycamore, and they were still digging with waste, as if just to confirm their guesses. "Little Brother Mo, it's so deep, there won't be the root system of the Sycamore God." Xiao Liuzi said panting. The others also looked at Little Brother Mo with blank eyes.

Little Brother Mo, that is, the leading man, flashed a trace of hesitation in his eyes, and finally said, "Dig deeper." ”

Everyone knows his stubbornness, so they can only continue to dig hard.

Digging, I don't know how long it took, how deep I dug it, I only saw a big pit, I couldn't see Xiao Mo Ge and the others, I only saw that new soil was constantly being sent out.

"Little Brother Mo, I seem to have dug it." A young man named Lin Er shouted to Little Brother Mo.

"Dig something, isn't it the thing we were looking for?" Everyone was a little excited, but also a little nervous.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Lin Er looked a little embarrassed, and said timidly to everyone: "It doesn't seem to be, this thing is soft." ”

Everyone was a little disappointed, and Brother Mo said, "Since you have dug it, let's dig it out." ”

"It seems to be a person." Someone found that it doesn't have to be right. Seeing that it was a person, everyone began to be cautious. Finally, with some effort, a young man's body was dug up, and the reason why it was said to be a body, not a corpse, was because it still had the warmth peculiar to a living person.

"No, hell, this can still dig up someone." The big black man scolded. And the initiator, Lin Er, was slightly nervous, "Little Brother Mo, is this still human?" Buried so deep and not dead. When everyone thought about it, they also felt very weird, and their backs were cold.

"Whatever, since we dug up, we are responsible for him, so we can't bury him back." Obviously, Da Kuroko's nerves are relatively large, and he didn't see a group of people, who were looking at him with strange eyes.

"Little Brother Mo, what do you say?" Xiao Liuzi's words made everyone pay attention to Xiao Moge, who is the principal here. Brother Mo pondered for a long time and said to everyone: "What the big black man said makes sense, since it has been dug up, it will not be buried back, whether it is a person or a ghost, take it back first." I'll leave it to you, big black man. After speaking, he looked at the big black man.

The big black man was also refreshed, and he climbed out of the pit with the young man on his shoulders. Under the illumination of the moonlight, although the man's face looked ordinary, he had a temperament that was in harmony with the world, and everyone was stunned, "It's so beautiful, and there is a faint fragrance, how good it would be if it were a woman." Xiao Liuzi couldn't help but say.

"Oops, it hurts." Xiao Liuzi screamed, it turned out that Xiao Mo Ge rewarded him with a hairy chestnut, "Xiao Liuzi thinks too much, it's a woman and not yours." ”

After staying with this group of people for a long time, you will still feel quite happy, and the man on the big black body squinted his eyes slightly, revealing a trace of cunning in it.

Dong Xizheng woke up on the fifth day, and he was the man they carried back. In fact, Dong Xizheng had already woken up on the first day, but he was too tired, and he still appreciated the feeling of being taken care of, so he slept again.

The changes that have happened in Dong Xizheng's body can't even be explained by himself, because Lao Shu told him that it would take thirty years to be a human again, and he didn't tell him that he was a person in such a strange way, if it weren't for the people in front of him, wouldn't he have to be buried in the soil all the time.

"Brother Xixi has eaten." An immature child's voice reached Dong Xizheng's ears, this is Brother Mo's younger brother Mo Yan, he has been delivering food to Dong Xizheng for the past few days, and Xixi is the name that Dong Xizheng told everyone, and the two second-hand roommates in his previous life called him that, and it is quite kind to hear it here.

"Sissy, how is your body recovering?" Little Brother Mo and the others also walked in with Mo Yan. "Much better, thank you so much." Dong Xizheng replied.

Everyone is still very curious about why Dong Xizheng is buried in the ground, but Dong Xizheng prevaricated after asking a few times, everyone has their own secrets, and now, everyone also has a tacit understanding to avoid this topic.

"Since it's okay, then don't stay here anymore, we don't raise idlers." It was a stout man named Zhou Yin who spoke. "Zhou Yin, how did you speak. Don't worry, don't worry, just rest in peace. Little Brother Mo reprimanded Zhou Yin.

"Little Brother Mo, you don't know our current situation, and I haven't seen him injured." Zhou Yin continued.

In fact, Zhou Yin and they were quite helpless when they said this, Dong Xizheng also had some understanding of their situation, after the fall of the Zhou Kingdom, the living space of them, the descendants of the Zhou Kingdom, was getting smaller and smaller, and it was quite righteous to carry him back and let him recuperate.

After listening to their conversation, the big black man on the side was anxious, "Don't say it, I carried the person back, and you don't want to take care of Brother Xi, so let me come, Brother Xixi, come with me and go to my house." As he spoke, he went to pull Dong Xizheng.

"Brothers, I appreciate your kindness. Brother Zhou is right, there is no need for idlers here, I will leave by myself in the next few days. Dong Xizheng said with a smile.

Brother Xiao Mo said this, everyone is still trying to keep it, Zhou Yin also looked a little embarrassed, seeing this scene, Dong Xizheng's heart was very warm.

Dong Xizheng left quietly the next day, on the one hand, he was indeed no longer suitable to stay there and trouble others. On the other hand, he felt that this was no longer the way for him to go, and that after being reborn, a broader path lay before him.

We'll see you again.