Firecrackers and singing and dancing celebrations do not mean that the people in the city do not know what is going on in Mengxiangtai, there are no fools in this world, except for religion, no one can deceive people from generation to generation, and hundreds of years of time and dozens of generations, if anyone really believes that Mengxiangtai is a good place, he is really a fool.

But although they know that the Dream Country Terrace is not a good place, everyone is still trying their best to weave this lie, beautify the Dream Country Terrace, and promote it as a paradise full of peace and pleasure, it is said that living there, you can live a long life, and there is even a saying that the first fifty years of people are in the mortal world, and the last fifty years are in the fairy world, as mortals, they don't know that they have always been in the fairy world, but this fairy world is not worthy of the word immortal.

All of them are trying their best to beautify Dreamland, because they know that they can't resist at all, since they can't avoid such a fate, then they just call themselves, at least pretend to say that they think Dreamlandtai is a good place, at least in this way, they can feel better when they send their parents to the stage.

They depicted the Dream Country Terrace wonderfully, but they didn't realize that the land gods never described the Dream Country Terrace to them from beginning to end, and the land gods never said what the Dream Country Terrace was except for telling them the name.

At about ten o'clock in the morning, the dreamland platform was already full of old people, and their clusters appeared, which was particularly dazzling in this city full of young people.

Zheng Xian glanced condescendingly at the small building, there were almost tens of thousands of old people in the square, these old men had stiff expressions on their faces, most of them were full of nostalgia looking at the children below who had grown up and even had their own children, the rest of the part, some were laughing, expressing that they were very happy and joyful, some were numb, and some were quite anxious and nervous, and even trembled slightly.

Many of them are couples of the same age who are supported by husband and wife, and some are husbands on stage, wives off stage, or vice versa.

Every year at this time, this square often only has the sound of firecrackers, without a trace of human voices, quiet as a tomb, sad people here do not dare to cry, because the land gods stipulate that today is a day of great joy, and crying on a festive day is definitely disrespectful to the gods.

At this time, ten people came out from behind the high platform, Zheng Xian lowered his hat slightly, these ten were all immortal cultivators, each of them was wearing a pitch-black robe, the sun was shining on them, their black robes were as deep as a black hole, and their exposed skin seemed to be shining.

With the advent of these ten land immortals, all the people in the entire square immediately bowed down and touched the ground with their heads, extremely respectful.

Zheng Xian was on the second floor at this time, and he no longer looked at the movement outside, even if he used the 'eyes' of the armor to see, in Zheng Xian's opinion, it was not very safe, at least not for a long time.

At this time, Zheng Xian was listening attentively, relying on his current powerful hearing, Zheng Xian could almost know what was happening outside the Dao that could be seen with the naked eye, and the closer it was, the clearer it became, and the farther it was, the more blurred it became because of all kinds of interference.

Of course, Zheng Xian can rely on concentrating on changing this vague distance and proximity, just like a spotlight, shining wherever it shines.

Zheng Xian focused his attention on the dreamland platform at this time.

The immortal cultivators of the ten land gates were silent one by one, and at this time, dozens of black-robed and red-mouthed slaves were extremely respectful and bent down and walked onto the sleepland platform.

Zheng Xian, who was listening to the voice, was slightly surprised, and the electronic eyes of the armor glanced at them, it was the first time he had seen a guy with his back bent like this, and Zheng Xian believed that they could no longer straighten their waists, their vertebrae had been completely deformed, and they had become like this, it was completely caused by external forces, this was those first-class slaves?

Zheng Xian suddenly understood something, there were many eunuchs who served the emperor in ancient times, and if they wanted to serve the emperor, they would have to be punished by the palace and cut off their descendants, and these slaves, perhaps the same, if you want to become an existence above ten thousand people under one person, it seems that you need to pay a lot of things.

The whole city is sickly, and everywhere it is moving in the most extensive direction.

More than a dozen slaves hunched their waists and held torches, and ignited the big tripod in the middle of the Mengxiang Terrace, and the flames were raging, and then a pitch-black round hole appeared in the air, Zheng Xian glanced at it again, and determined that this round hole was the way to another world, and it was obvious that this world was the Mengxiang Terrace.

Everything was spent in silence and calm, no one made a sound, no matter how sad the heart was, it was numb at this moment.

Old Zhang Tou sat on the chair with a pair of eyes staring at Wang Er, who was waiting for him to die with a smile on his face not far from him.

Lao Zhangtou secretly hated himself, at this time he had no strength at all, others just stood up, and he couldn't stand up at all, his whole body was like falling apart.

Lao Zhangtou was stunned suddenly, and then the old tears were in tears, he thought that he would only leave alone in this life, but he never thought that someone would be able to see him off today.

I saw Li Si standing under the stage, with a slightly sad look in his eyes.

Lao Zhangtou was kicked by a donkey when he was a child and couldn't give birth to a child, so Lao Zhangtou, who especially likes children, hugged Li Si when he was a child to play in the city, at that time, Li Si was like Lao Zhangtou himself.

Originally, the relationship between the two families was quite harmonious, but after sending away the two old people to Mengxiangtai, when they separated, Lao Zhangtou and Li Si and his mother had some contradictions, and then the two families never interacted again, and then Lao Zhangtou lost money in business, and the days became more and more sad day by day, but at this time a serious illness struck, making Lao Zhangtou ruined, and since then he has been living on the streets, Li Si often finds Lao Zhangtou, hoping to provide for the elderly Zhangtou, hoping that Lao Zhangtou can go home with him to live.

At that time, Li Si's mother had died of a serious illness, and it stands to reason that there is no need to continue the grievances of the previous generation, but unfortunately Lao Zhangtou is a twisted temper, if he still has money and a house at home, he may get along well with his own nephew.

Now he has no land, no house, and all his wealth is scattered, what kind of face does he have to eat his nephew?

What's more, it's not that he can't survive, in this Xuantian City, where immortals regard all people as their own food and can't die easily, it is a very rare thing to want to die.

So even if he doesn't do anything every day, there will be food to be sent after all, although it is just to keep him from starving to death, it is so unpalatable that he will die, in short, as long as he can live, he will definitely not be supported by Li Si.

Li Si found him several times, but he was rejected by Old Man Zhang, and I remember the last time, he took off his shoes and pulled out a blood mark on Li Si's cheek, and since then, Li Si has never looked for him again.

In fact, the sole of the shoe was pulled down that day, and Lao Zhangtou regretted it, in the past few years, he has not been less than a sudden awakening in the middle of the night, and he can always dream of the shoes raised high, and the loud bang.

Lao Zhangtou has always felt that Li Si is blaming him, and there are always all kinds of self-blame and uneasiness in his heart, today I saw Li Si standing in the audience, with sadness in his eyes, to see him off, Lao Zhangtou seems to understand that Li Si has not blamed him at all, in this world, what other relationship can be closer than blood relatives?

Lao Zhangtou looked at Li Si with soft eyes, and the two eyes collided, and then Lao Zhangtou moved his gaze away and landed on Wang Er.

He is going to die, and he must take this damn Wang Er away.

Lao Zhangtou didn't plan to tell Li Si about Wang Er's rape of Li Si's daughter-in-law, and sometimes some people still lived a little confused, especially at this time, Lao Zhangtou felt the deepest about it.

What do you do when you live so clearly and understand what you do? What he and Li Si and his mother earned at the beginning was just a jade bracelet, and now that I think about it, how much is that broken thing worth?

Even if it is valuable, doesn't it have to be pawned off with Lao Zhangtou's serious illness? Staying in the hands of Li Si and his mother can still ensure that this heirloom will not be taken away by outsiders.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't know how to back down, wouldn't the relationship with Li Si be so awkward and stiff?

And does he make a living by picking up garbage on the streets, and does he sleep on the cold and hard ground every day?

Speaking of which, isn't it because there is so little bit of life that does not bring something that death does not bring? It has been delayed for several years, as for it?

So he hoped that Li Si could live a more confused life.

The reason why Wang Er had to take away the scourge was because Wang Er, a kid, would never give up when he tasted the sweetness, and Li Si had to go out of the city every day to farm and work hard to make money to support his family. And Wang Er is idle every day, wandering around, such a guy can't stop him if he holds back bad words, he Zhang Cheng must not ask Wang Er to continue to pester Li Si. He knew very well that if Wang Er continued to entangle, Li Si would not be able to destroy his family.

Li Si's kid's temperament Zhang Cheng is really clear, anything else is good, but he can't let go of women, especially his wife, who is really like a pearl in the palm of his hand, whoever bullies his woman, he will definitely kill people with a knife if he is honest.

In this Xuantian City, murder is a felony among felonies, and it is to be strung into a pillar on the west side of the square, and Zhang Cheng doesn't want Li Si to be strung on those wooden sticks one day.

The dream ceremony was simple and fast, and no one said a word about Ren He from beginning to end.

Ordinary people may regard this as a custom, but Zheng Xian understands that the reason why it is so simple and fast is entirely because the immortal cultivators of the ten land sects are too lazy to waste time on mortals.