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A snow-white lightning bolt slashed through the dark sky like the wrath of the gods, splitting the dark world into a flash of light. (The fastest update speed is on the Aishang Novel Network biquge.info)

With the sudden flash of lightning, a raindrop the size of a soybean with a rapid thunder rushed towards the earth, and in an instant, a hazy water vapor shrouded the entire small mountain village in this violent storm.

In the northeast corner of the village, a small courtyard leaned against the hill, and a dim light shone through the crack in the door of the hall.

"Master Zu is above, disciple Jiang Qingming bows..."

A thin old man with an old face and gray hair, holding a bouquet of incense, bowed respectfully three times, then looked up at the shrine and said bitterly: "Master Zu, my disciple Xiaosun has been missing for more than three years, and there is no news, and I still don't know whether he is alive or dead..."

"In the past few decades, the disciples have followed the ancestral teachings, hung pots to help the world, and countless people, and in the past three years, they have given medicine to doctors, and have not received a single penny or thing from patients... I only hope that Master Zu will bless his disciple Xiaosun to be safe and sound..."

With that, the thin old man took the incense and respectfully made a gesture towards the idol, and then inserted the incense on the incense burner in front of the shrine.

At this moment, another flash of lightning flashed outside, and then the small light bulb that was no more than fifteen watts above his head quietly went out with this flash, leaving only the light of the incense on the incense burner that was emitting a faint red light.

"It's tripping again..."Looking at the suddenly dark room, the old man sighed lightly, then turned around and walked slowly towards the side room.

Then another flash of lightning flashed, and the room suddenly lit up again, and then a flash of lightning, and you could vaguely see a very old statue of an old man in ancient costume on top of the shrine.

The old man walked back to his room, sat on the bed, his face showed a trace of sadness, stood by the window, passed through the rain curtain, looked at the small room opposite by the lightning that flashed from time to time outside, and muttered: "Xiao Yuan... My little source, where the hell are you... How could you leave Grandpa alone... Grandpa shouldn't have let you go on a bike trip, he shouldn't have let you go..."

The old man gently held on to the window lattice, and tears flowed down his cheeks, and the muddy tears slowly dripped down his cheeks on the edge of the window, mixed with the cold rain, and then disappeared.

Just as the old man was teary-eyed, suddenly a lightning bolt slammed over the courtyard again, and the ensuing "booming" thunder sounded endlessly in the sky above.

Feeling the power of heaven and earth, the old man trembled, and then trembled his hands and was about to close the window door, when suddenly his face froze, and he looked at the small room where his grandson used to live opposite, with a look of astonishment.

Suddenly, the old man's hand suddenly trembled, and then he turned and walked briskly towards the door.

The old man walked briskly through the hall, then approached the small room on the left, and looked at the door of the small room in the darkness, and his eyes widened suddenly.

Because he saw that in the crack of the door of the small wing, a white glimmer was now revealing outward, just as he had just seen the white light faintly shining from the window of the opposite wing room in the room, but now it was at the door, and it seemed clearer.

"Little... Xiaoyuan? Xiao Yuan... Is that you? The old man asked in a trembling voice towards the door.

"Xiao Yuan... Xiaoyuan, are you in there? There was no sound inside, except for the faint white light that came through the crack in the door, as if there was nothing inside.

The old man's heart was a little drumming at this time, he had lived for sixty or seventy years, and he had never seen anything, but he really couldn't think of what was going on in front of him.

But thinking of his precious grandson, the old man gritted his teeth, looked at the door, and was about to push it open, but only saw that the faint white light that was flickering had disappeared at some point;

At that moment, the old man's heart tightened, and he didn't know what had happened, so he immediately stretched out his hand and pushed the door open, holding his breath and looking inside.

By the lightning outside, this glance passed, and the eyes suddenly widened again, and I saw that there seemed to be an extra person on the small bed in the room, which had been empty for three years.

"Xiao Yuan? Xiaoyuan! With another flash of lightning outside the window, by the light of that moment, the old man's eyes widened, looked at the figure on the bed, and after being stunned for a moment, he rushed over with a trembling voice.

Rushing to the side of the bed, the old man tearfully and excitedly looked at the somewhat strange but very familiar boy lying quietly on the bed, but he was obviously much more mature than the child in his impression, and finally couldn't help choking.

The young man who was lying quietly at the head of the bed, at this time, it seemed that he couldn't hear the shouts of the old man next to him, he just lay quietly like this, if it wasn't for the old man confirming that his breath was still there, he would be frightened...

The old man wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes very nervously, and then reached out to check the young man's pulse, and after confirming that the young man should only be asleep, he relieved himself, shook the quilt on the side, covered the young man, and carefully took out the young man's clean underwear that had been kept from the wardrobe on the side, and gently placed it on the head of the bed.

"Xiao Yuan... Your clothes, grandpa has always kept... Waiting for you to come back and wear... When you wake up, put it on yourself..."

After putting down his clothes, the old man trotted to the ancestral shrine in the hall, and with old tears, he kowtowed to the ancestor a few times: "Thank you for your mercy... Thank you, Master Zu..."

After kowtowing, the old man trotted back to his room, sat on the side with a chair, and stared at his sleeping grandson, for fear that his grandson would suddenly disappear again.

The eyes under the eyelids of the sleeping boy were constantly trembling at this time, and pictures were repeatedly emerging in his mind

"Jiang Yuan... Walk... Hurry up, take it with you... Let's break off..."

"Captain... No, I'm not leaving... I can't go alone..."

"Bastard... Come on... Have you forgotten jì, you still have to go home, you have to go back to your grandfather... You've done so much for us, in the beginning... I shouldn't have dragged you into the water to be our team doctor, and now I order you to take it back with you, and don't die with us!" ”

"Remember... After you go back with it, don't mention anything, don't track it down... We were born and died for the sake of above, but this time it was planted in the hands of our own people because of this, it must be very important, and it must not be allowed to fall into the hands of these people..."

"You must go back..."

The boy stumbled and ran forward, firing two shots behind him, then covering a bleeding wound on his left abdomen and rolling into a thick vine beside the road

"I'm sorry... Captain... I can't leave with it..."Listening to the increasingly dense footsteps around him, the young man who had been hiding from the pursuers alone for more than ten hours gasped, smiled bitterly and threw away the empty pistol, and then looked at the small alloy box in his hand, but there was a trace of curiosity in his desperate eyes.

Then he gently pressed the password that the captain told him before leaving, and then after hearing the soft sound of "da", he gently opened the three-year-old small box that attracted seventeen or eighteen elite troops and mercenaries from all over the world.

Looking at the object in the small box, the boy's eyes widened instantly, and there was a hint of consternation and strangeness in his eyes; Because what he saw in this box was a fully enclosed glass bottle more than thirty centimeters long, and inside this glass bottle was a strange red kitten that was curled up in a ball, which seemed to be sleeping.

Looking at this kitten, the stunned young man, just after just two seconds, came back to his senses, and then smiled softly bitterly, he never thought that the thing that so many people had robbed for so long turned out to be a strange cat.

The young man shook his head slowly, reached out and grabbed the last high-explosive bomb on his belt, pulled it gently, and then put the high-explosive bomb that had begun to slowly emit a wisp of green smoke into the box, then turned his head to look at the east, and muttered: "Grandpa, I'm sorry for my grandson's unfilial piety"

"Boom"

In the bright light that filled the entire horizon and mind, the boy's seemingly long eyelashes slowly flicked a few times, and then slowly opened his eyes

"Where is this?"

Looking at the canvas-covered roof, which seemed to have a particularly familiar feeling, the young man's eyes flashed with confusion, and then he slowly turned his head to look around.

Slowly, some scenes in the dimly lit room came to mind, and familiar scenes began to emerge from the depths of that somewhat distant memory.

"I... Coming home? I... Homecoming! ”

The young man trembled his eyes and finally noticed the old man lying beside his bed, although the impression of only a few strands of white hair in his memory of black hair was completely different, but he still clearly recognized that it was his grandfather who cared about him day and night.

"Grandpa..."The young man's heart throbbed, and a trace of tears flashed in his eyes, he clearly knew that the old man's gray hair had turned into gray in just a few years, and it must be because of himself.

He closed his eyes slightly and took two deep breaths, although he didn't understand why he should have died when the high-explosive bomb exploded, how he could suddenly return to his home thousands of miles away, thinking about it day and night, but no matter what, this was a fact that made him extremely excited.

Carefully lifting the quilt, the young man realized that he was not wearing clothes, and after a moment of stunned, he found that the two gunshot wounds on his left abdomen and right leg were no longer there, and the two old scars on his left shoulder and right chest had disappeared; Even the skin around the body is smooth and smooth, as if it has never been injured.

Shocked and carefully examined his whole body, the boy confirmed that there were no scars and the like that he had left outside in the past few years, and even the pox scars left by the cowpox on his left arm had disappeared.

Just when he was suspicious, he found that in his original cowpox location, there was an egg-sized light red tattoo looming in the darkness, and this tattoo seemed to be the shape of a curled kitten, but the tail seemed to be slightly larger

"What is this?" The boy stretched out his hand and stroked it, feeling that the skin on the tattoo was smooth and delicate, without any obstruction, but the tattoo was as if it was embedded in the skin.

Looking at this red tattoo, the boy felt more and more familiar, and suddenly his eyes lit up, remembering the small metal box that he and others had snatched for three years, and when he finally opened the box, the weird red kitten contained in it was not the tattoo on his arm?

"Does it have anything to do with that kitten?" remembered that he was holding the small box and blew himself up, but after this explosion, he suddenly returned home, and the boy gently stroked the tattoo on his left arm and muttered

The young man, who sat at the head of the bed and was stunned for a while, seemed to have figured out something a little, shook his head with a wry smile, just looked at the familiar set of white T-shirts and jeans at the head of the bed, and the pair of canvas shoes that were painted white as new under the bed, and his eyes were sour, and he did not disturb the sleeping old man, carefully put on the clothes and shoes that were obviously a little short, and walked out of the room slowly.

The heavy rain had long since stopped, and the old osmanthus tree in the yard was still the same as it had been three years ago, except that it had dropped its small petals in the storm last night, and more small beige flowers were slowly blooming among the branches and leaves.

Smelling the faint scent of osmanthus in the yard with the morning breeze, and looking at the familiar rocking well that was only a little more rusty, and the cement floor that was still a little wet, the young man closed his eyes slightly and looked up and breathed a sigh of relief, feeling the refreshing smell in the still wet air, and showed a smile...

"Anyway... I... It's back... It's finally back! ”

Looking at the familiar scene in the courtyard, the small stone table, the rocking well, and the horizontal bar made of cyan bamboo by the well platform, the young man smiled abruptly, and then habitually reached out and took off his T-shirt, slowly walked into the cement lawn, and unfolded his posture

"Whew... Roar... Call... Roar..."

The young man supported his legs on the ground with both hands, and his body leaned forward and backward with all his rhythm at the same time, while leaning forward, the chest, abdomen and throat kept making a "ha" sound, and when he retreated, the rapid contraction between the chest, abdomen and throat began to be like a dull "whirring" sound like a windmill, which seemed to be mixed up like a natural, like a fierce tiger standing on the mountain rock, constantly looking up to the sky and roaring

After repeating this several times, the boy then moved his hands left and then right, and at the same time moved his feet back to stretch his waist as hard as possible. Press your head to face the sky, then look down and look forward; As if a lazy tiger stretches his waist, the joints between the waist and spine can't help but make a "pop" sound like fried beans

The old man who was sleeping on the edge of the bed, I don't know when he had been awakened by this dull shout, stood in front of the windowsill, looked at the young man outside the window, looked at the young man's skillful and smooth movements, and finally showed a trace of excitement and relief.

"It's Xiaoyuan, it's really my family's Xiaoyuan"

The strange appearance of his grandson last night made the old man excited at the same time, but he was also a little surprised, but now he saw that the young man in front of him was more skilled than three years ago, and the movements between one move and one style, one breath and one breath were not different from the ancient five bird plays that were secretly passed down at home, and finally confirmed that the young man in front of him was indeed his grandson, not someone else.

At this time, Jiang Yuan had already begun to change his movements, like a tiger walking, alternating his hands and feet, and quickly swam in the courtyard; After swimming like this for a while, the boy's movements began to slow down, from movement to stillness, still holding the ground with his hands and feet, standing still on the ground, beginning to inhale slowly, turning his head and neck to the left, looking backwards to the left, and stopping when turning left to the extreme rear; Exhale, turn your head and neck, inhale again when you turn to face the ground, and continue to turn to the right, like a stag exhaling.

Suddenly, Jiang Yuan raised his left leg and stretched it back, and after a short pause, he lowered his left leg and raised his right leg to stretch in the same way

Looking at Jiang Yuan's movements, the old man nodded frequently in relief, although his grandson has been missing for three years, but the five bird opera that he has practiced since childhood has improved quite quickly, I remember that when Jiang Yuan was five years old, because of his congenital weakness, he taught him this ancestral five bird opera, so that he could insist on practicing, so that he could grow up healthily, but he still looked a little thin.

But now, it can be clearly seen that Jiang Yuan's physique is much stronger than before, and he no longer has the same thinness as before, and this set of five poultry dramas has become more and more skillful and smooth.

Thinking of the seemingly sudden and strange scene when his grandson suddenly returned yesterday, the old man frowned slightly, he didn't know where his grandson had gone in the past few years and why he came back, but it was so sudden and weird

Jiang Yuan changed his movements again at this time, and began to roll over and fall to the ground, like a stupid bear, rolling on the ground, but between the rolls, the movements were heavy but agile, and every time he rolled, he saw that he was not making a move, and his shoulders were slightly on the ground, and he bounced up and rolled to the other side

In this way, Jiang Yuan sometimes turned over and climbed on the horizontal bar made of the big cyan bamboo, hanging on the horizontal bar, sometimes hanging with his hands and his feet when he hung it, and he was extremely agile

Then, he turned over and landed, made the Danhe independent, spread his wings and sang loudly

This old and young man are serious and fluent, and they are happy to watch

But no one noticed that as Jiang Yuan made this set of actions, a trace of sweat appeared on his body, and the faint tattoo on his left arm, which was almost invisible, was a subtle red light that was invisible to the naked eye and slowly flowed along the lines of the tattoo with the movements of the young man, making this faint tattoo seem to be more clear than the first one.

After more than half an hour, after completing these sets of actions, Jiang Yuan finally exhaled slowly, then collected his work, then took off his T-shirt, shook a bucket of water from the shaking well, and poured his head down from his head.

After shaking his head fiercely and gently throwing out the water droplets on his head, Jiang Yuan was about to go into the house to get a towel, when the courtyard door was "squeaked" and was pushed open.

A beautiful girl with a beautiful face, about eighteen or nineteen years old, walked in cautiously with a thermos lunch box, and then raised her head and was about to speak to the house, when she suddenly saw the naked/naked upper body in front of her, standing in the courtyard with a body of water droplets.

The girl looked at Jiang Yuan in front of her with a pair of beautiful big eyes in amazement, obviously stunned, as if she didn't understand how a stranger could come out of this courtyard, and

The little beauty was stunned with her pink mouth half-open, slowly moved her gaze from Jiang Yuan's face to his naked/naked upper body, and looked at the long and sturdy body in front of her in a daze, with beads of crystal sweat sliding down the strong pectoral muscles, and then flowing down the strong and slender abdominal muscles, and the cute little mouth shook very hard

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