Chapter 662: The End
And now Fang Jing is already in his twenties, but this face is still the same as usual, still in his twenties, standing with his own son or grandson, great-grandson, some people will say that Fang Jing is a junior or something.
In a hundred years, too much has changed, Li Shimin's group of people has long passed away, and those who remain now are basically the younger generations of some younger generations.
And today's Fangjia Village, the changes can be said to be beyond imagination, not to mention Fangjia Village, even the entire Tang Dynasty, the changes are beyond imagination.
What trains, highways, and steamships have long been running all over the world, and the territory of the Tang Dynasty at this time can be said to be boundless, and it has become a real empire on which the sun never sets.
Qingque, who is already more than a hundred years old, has already enjoyed his old age in Fangjia Village, as for the throne or something, his grandson is also sitting, even his son is enjoying his old age in this Fangjia Village.
Of course, this is a new era, after all, Qingque's interest is not in imperial power, but in scientific and technological research.
Even several of his grandchildren were ranked in the Fang Family School by him, but the current Fang Family School is no longer what it used to be, and the Fang Family Science and Technology College is gone.
And this Fangjia Science and Technology College, what they learn is basically the books given by Fang Jing to the dumb fairy, and all the majors with science and technology are studying and learning.
Even this electricity is about to be promoted, and even hydropower stations are already being built, not to mention some other low-level scientific and technological products.
The change of the throne of the Tang Dynasty from then on is no longer who is designated, but is selected by Fangjia Village, and this method of selection is the charter set by Qingque, which has been incorporated into the laws of the Tang Dynasty and cannot be changed.
Of course, this selection is not really elected by Fangjia Village, but by all the people in Fangjia Village.
However, today's Fangjia Village is no longer the more than 100 people, but the Fangjia Village at this time has more than 300,000 people, and if you add the personnel of the Fangjia industry, it is estimated that there are several million.
Some of the old people in Fangjia Village have also passed away a long time ago, and the one who lived the longest can be said to be Chen Erlin, who lived to be one hundred and thirty years old.
At this time, Fang Jing's little sister Fang Yuan, her body was basically dying, Fang Jing used an unknown number of methods, and she was also helping her little sister maintain her life.
After all, his little sister is the concern of his life, if it weren't for his little sister, Fang Jing would probably have left long ago.
And now Fang Yuan is already a hundred and nineteen-year-old man, he is said to be an old man, but Fang Jing is completely different from Fang Yuan.
One is an old man who is dying, and the other is a young man in his twenties, which gives others the feeling that they are not brothers and sisters, but great-grandchildren.
"Brother, I'm dying, I want to accompany my brother." Fang Yuan, who was more than a hundred years old, with blurred eyes, was lying on the bed, shouting at Fang Jing on the side of the bed, saying that he wanted to accompany his brother.
"My brother is here, my brother has always been with you, and he won't go anywhere." Fang Jing's eyes were already tears that had fallen for an unknown number of years.
His little sister is really dying, and he is also sad in his heart, his little sister has been with him for more than a hundred years, and now, from now on, it may be separated by yin and yang.
Speaking of which, Fang Jing has never been so sad about the death of his wife, or the death of relatives such as Chen Erlin and Zhang Xiaoxia, but when she saw her little sister's current state, the sadness in her heart was unintentional, and the tears never stopped.
More than 100 years of companionship, more than 100 years of mutual support, more than 100 years of experience, more than 100 years, everything began to appear in front of the eyes of the two.
Gradually, Fang Yuan's eyes closed, and from then on, he no longer opened them, and from then on, he said goodbye to the world and Fang Jing.
Fang Yuan was Fang Jing's only hope that had stayed in Fangjia Village for more than a hundred years, and now, this hope had also passed away, and Fang Jing really didn't want to stay in this Fangjia Village anymore.
After beating Fang Yuan into the soil for peace, when Fang Jing walked in this Fangjia Village, there were few old faces, and some of them were some new faces.
There are fewer and fewer old faces, which makes Fang Jing's heart uneasy, and it is even more helpless, and now, in addition to the grinding plate, there are five treasure hunting beasts, and Xiao Ling, there are basically not a few left.
In the next two years, those old faces also left, and Qingque, the wife and emperor, also passed away, and they basically passed away at the beginning.
Subsequently, there are only those juniors, and the only one left is Xiaolinghua.
Although Xiao Linghua has practiced that cheats book, she is good at this age, but her face has not changed as much as that of ordinary people.
The world is changing too fast, and today's Fangjia Village is no longer the Fangjia Village that Fang Jing is familiar with, and even the big banyan tree at the entrance of the village has begun to look older.
"Xiao Linghua, my brother is leaving, in the future, I may not see you again, you have to be good, you have to continue to cultivate, continue to pass on the secret book, don't break the inheritance." One day, Fang Jing sat at the door of her house with Xiao Linghua and whispered.
"Brother, where are you going? Are you going to the Nine Gates? Xiao Linghua had already listened to what Fang Jing said about the Nine Gates, and Fang Jing had also taken Xiao Linghua to the place where the Nine Gates were located, so she basically knew something about the Nine Gates.
"Yes, I want to enter the stone gate of the nine gates to explore, if, if you want to go one day, you can come to me, and if those juniors also want to go, when the time comes, you can also go." Fang Jing responded to Xiao Linghua.
Although his decision had been made a hundred years ago, but now, when it was time for him to leave, he did not have so much expectation in his heart, but a little more reluctance.
"Okay, brother, I've got it down." Although Xiao Linghua is already 100 years old, she looks like a fifty-year-old woman.
Even Fang Jing's children or something, they were basically like this, after all, after the guidance of Fang Jing's true qi, their cultivation was basically no different from cultivating their true spirits.
Another month later, after Fang Jing had explained everything, he went to the graves of his parents and everyone to pay respects.
And the last thing to go was in front of the grave of his little sister Fang Yuan, Fang Jing stood there for a day and a night, without saying anything, just standing there quietly, thinking about the bits and pieces of himself and his little sister.
recalled that since he came to this Fangjia Village, every picture appeared in front of Fang Jing's eyes, and every word and every voice of his little sister made Fang Jing miss it very much.
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