Erhei suddenly grabbed the man's hands and exclaimed in surprise: "Uncle Liu?!"

"Uncle Liu, why are you here?" his tone was obviously a little excited: "Uncle Liu, how did you fall into the lotus pond?

Hearing Erhei ask, Uncle Liu suddenly grinned and cried loudly: "San'er...... San'er was killed by 815 people. ”

Erhei was a little confused: "Uncle Liu, if you have something to say, don't cry, who is 815? How could they kill San'er? Why did they kill San'er? Uncle Liu...... You're talking!"

Uncle Liu didn't raise his head, just howling and crying.

Erhei said helplessly and anxiously: "Uncle Liu, don't cry, if you cry again, the whole Da Mizi Village will be crying by you!"

Uncle Liu must have been scared when he heard him say this, his voice was obviously lowered a lot, and he began to sob. It was a long time before he regained his composure.

"What the hell is going on?" asked Erhei.

"Erhei, where have you been all these years?" Uncle Liu choked and said.

Erhei was stunned: "Uncle Liu, what are you talking about? I've only been gone for a few days." Erhei frowned and looked at him suspiciously, could it be that he was possessed by a water ghost?

"Erhei, are you stupid? Why have you only been gone for a few days! It's been seven years since you left!" Uncle Liu said.

"Seven...... Seven years?!"

Erhei looked at Uncle Liu, and he realized that Uncle Liu's sideburns seemed to have a lot more gray hair than before, and the fine lines at the corners of his eyes were much deeper than he remembered.

How so?!

Could it be that this is the risk that Xiaomei is talking about?

Inexplicably lost seven years of time, is this considered a broken life?

Erhei suddenly had a feeling of "nostalgic empty chanting and listening to the flute, and going to the countryside like a rotten Ke person".

"Shimuro Mountain, Xin'an County, when the king of the Jin Dynasty felled wood, he saw the boy singing chess and singing, and the quality was listened to. The boy uses a thing and quality, such as a jujube core, and the quality contains it without feeling hungry. Oh, the boy said: "Why don't you go?" Returned, there is no return. ”

This is a story recorded in the "Narrative of Differences", which tells the story of a long time ago when a man named Wang Zhen went into the mountains to chop wood, he encountered an immortal playing chess, and he stopped to watch. Just looking at this one, it is already a sea of vicissitudes.

When he was a child, when Erhei heard his father tell this story, he always thought that Rotten Kezhi's story was just a story, and he couldn't believe it. I didn't expect that I would have such a day!

Forever rotten Ke people, everything is a dream.

When you wake up from a dream, where are you?

Erhei looked at the starry sky and let out a long sigh.

Now, the martial arts are fighting, and such a big village is already a different scene. Who would have thought that many people who were not starved to death in ****** would become cannon fodder in the martial arts?

Erhei looked at Uncle Liu's vicissitudes of life and asked, "How did San'er die?"

"San'er...... San'er ...... was collapsed by 815......" Uncle Liu said, and finally withdrew the tears in his eyes and began to roll in the corners of his eyes again.

"Collapsed?!" Erhei was shocked: "Where did they get the guns?"

Uncle Liu smiled bitterly: "Don't say it's a robbery, even if it's a grenade, an earthen cannon armored vehicle, someone can make it!"

At first, everyone only beat each other with sticks and stones, and then developed into large knives, and now, a lot of weapons from the outside world have flowed into the hands of various factions.

I am afraid that the way of the world today is even more terrible than it was seven years ago.

Uncle Liu picked up the clothes in the bushes and put them on his body, blew his nose on the placket of the clothes, and continued: "Erhei, since you have already left, what are you doing when you come back? This world is in chaos, what are you coming back for......

Erhei continued to ask, "What about the village chief?

"Hmph, in this world, who can control whom...... Village Chief?" Uncle Liu sneered twice: "If San'er runs faster, maybe he can meet him!"

How could this be? Erhei had palpitations for a while, although Erhei didn't like the village chief from the bottom of his heart, but when he heard the news, he was still a little sad in his heart.

What kind of world is this?!Erhei felt that his heart was trembling, and he covered it with his hand, but it had no effect at all, and his heart felt as if it was about to jump out through his chest.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, someone flew down from the treetops, and Erhei suddenly remembered the legend on Aquarius Mountain more than twenty years ago......

I heard that one night more than 20 years ago, the Sichuan army suddenly attacked the Aquarius Village, and the war lasted for two days and two nights without stopping, until the third day was nearly midnight, the Aquarius Mountain suddenly made a white light, and the whole mountain was illuminated by the white light.

The white light lasted for a long time.

Along with that white light, there were countless firefly-like things, shiny and white, like snow falling from the sky, and they melted away as soon as they landed.

But this is not snow, this thing is lukewarm, tepid, silent, and melts in the dust. Some people say that it is immortal energy.

Some people even said that they actually saw the gods in the fairy qi.

Except for those who were on the battlefield, no one dared to approach Aquarius Mountain.

"Immortals...... Immortals, ......" shouted one after another.

The people under the mountain were awakened by the white light, and they all bowed in the direction of the Aquarius Mountain. Everyone is like a devout believer, kneeling and bowing to the majestic mountain peaks.

The scene is huge and spectacular.

Suddenly, a dying old man in the crowd shouted, "I want to inhale immortal ......qi!"

As soon as this shout was heard, the crowd was in an uproar, and all the people rushed to the mountain.

At this moment, the white light suddenly brightened and disappeared. The Aquarius Mountain was darkened, even darker than it had been before the white light appeared.

Later, I heard that after the white light, all the bandits on Aquarius Mountain disappeared. The soup in the pot was still gurgling, the bamboo was crackling, and even the stench in the thatched hut was still spreading, as if one moment there were many people doing their own things, but the next moment, all the people were gone, even the old people and children were gone.

A strange atmosphere suddenly surged in the stockade.

So among the surviving soldiers of the Sichuan army, there is a saying that the grievances of those unjust ghosts have alarmed the gods in the sky, and the heavenly soldiers have come down to end the war.

Of course, whether it is a heavenly soldier or an evil ghost, a "bandit" like Wang Maozi doesn't care about these false names. In their eyes, food is far more important than fame.

Wang Maozi and his entourage disappeared cleanly, as clean as if they had never existed. People say that Wang Maozi killed too much and was taken away by the gods.

Since then, no one dared to climb the Aquarius Mountain, and the Aquarius Village soon became deserted.