"Grandpa!"

"Dad!"

"In-laws!"

The person who was sentenced to death came back to life, and the family was pleasantly surprised. Especially Mrs. Zhao and the little hot girl, they cried with joy and pulled Old Man Zhou to cry.

"What are you crying for, don't cry, don't cry, wait until the day I really stretch my legs. ”

"In-laws, it's cold outside, let's say in the house. ”

As if he had been struck by lightning, Dr. Li's eyes were wide open, his mouth was open enough to stuff a fist, and he said, "I'm going to check again, Old Zhou, let me check again." But no one paid attention to him, and he was bored.

Mrs. Zhao glanced at Ximen Jing with gratitude, and carried Old Man Zhou into the house with her daughter. Old man Zhao cast his gaze at Ximen Jing with a bit of approval, and followed him into the house.

Zhao Yunsheng gently patted Ximenjing on the shoulder, and said in a gentle tone: "Take a rest and eat together for a while." ”

Dinner was set from the hall, and the only diners were the Zhao family and Ximen Jing. The table was full of wild vegetables, steamed sweet potatoes, boiled corn, and a large pot of pumpkin porridge, not even a little meaty.

The big official of Ximen, who had no meat and was not happy, looked at the vegetables for a while. He knew that with this condition in the mountains, it would be good to have food in the heavy snow.

The Zhao family has a very strict family education, and they don't say a word when they eat, and each person holds a sweet potato and eats it very sweetly. Ximen Jing belly slandered, this Nima usually eats yellow teeth from the mountains and seas, and it is time to have some coarse grains to clear the stomach.

Ximen Jing was also hungry, whether it was out of politeness or physical need, he picked up a sweet potato and nibbled on it. Licking, glutinous, fragrant, instantly invaded his taste buds, the pure natural taste was really good, and suddenly his appetite was opened, and he ate three sweet potatoes in a row, and gnawed five or six corns before he let go of the vegetables. It's not that he can't eat it, but when the table is empty, the little hot girl stares at him.

Mrs. Zhao lightly opened her wrist and personally served a bowl of pumpkin porridge to Ximen Jing, and said warmly: "Wan'er said, your surname is Ximen?"

"Ximen Jing, Jing Kang's shameful Jing. "After eating and drinking some porridge, Ximen Jing took the bowl and drank it sweetly.

"You are about the same age as my daughter, then call you Xiaojing, my surname is Zhou, you can call Aunt Zhou. ”

At this time, Ximen Jing didn't know how heavy Aunt Zhou's weight was, so he just casually followed her words and called sweetly. caused the little hot girl to roll her eyes again.

It was the only conversation at the table, and it was already dark after eating. It was definitely impossible to go home over the mountain, and the Zhao family vacated a house for Ximen Jing and them to rest.

As soon as he entered the house, Ximen Jing asked A strong smell of wine, Wu Cong and the captain, the two of them were sitting cross-legged on the kang, with a plate of peanuts and a few military cans on the small table, and they were drinking happily.

"Ximen, this is my comrade-in-arms, Guo Jian, nicknamed Erguotou. Wu Cong turned his head to Guo Jian and said, "He is my boss, and now my buddies are messing with him." ”

Guo Jian just nodded politely, as if he didn't want to see Ximen Jing. Wu Cong poured a bowl of wine for Ximen Jing, moved his ass to make a piece of land, and said, "Drink some, warm up." ”

"A belly of sweet potatoes and corn is fighting, where is the place to hold wine?" Ximen Jing yawned and said, "You two drink slowly, I'll go to the back room to squint for a while, I'm too tired in the afternoon." ”

The kang in the inner house was not burning, it was a little cold, and Ximen Jing's spiritual power protection didn't care, and he sat in the kang, leaning on the corner of the wall and closing his eyes to recuperate. The two of them chatted quietly in the outhouse, Ximen Jing didn't want to hear it, but the sound still poured into his ears through the wall.

"What can you do with him? squad leader, ...... you?"

"You have been discharged from the army for many years, what are you still called a squad leader, you are a battalion commander, and you will be a county and regiment-level cadre in a few years......"

"How can I be a recruit, you are my squad leader, and you have been my squad leader all my life, not to mention this small battalion commander, even if you become a division commander, you are also my old squad leader! Just now the old chief said, let me ask you what you mean, he wants to recruit you back, first work by his side for two years, and then arrange. ”

"What are you doing here?"

"Hehe, I, go down and bring the recruits, I've been around the old man for a long time. ”

", tell me to come to the top tank, you calf to be happy, don't do it, get out, Lao Tzu doesn't do it, it's good to eat and drink now." ”

"Don't be stupid, old squad leader, what can you do with him? Come back, don't care, you can have a stable future in the future, to put it mildly, with your skills, it's better to mix in society than to follow a young master." ”

Someone slapped the table.

"He treats me as a brother, and I treat him as a brother, not what you think, I've been free for the past two years, and I can't stand the control, you thank the old leader for me, this matter is tied to tofu - Sensei mention it again." ”

Ximen Jing didn't want to listen to it anymore, forcibly shielded the six senses, and hugged Yuan Shouyi and slowly exhaled the aura to replenish today's consumption.

In a moment, he entered the realm of Lingtai Qingming, and for some reason, the situation of treating Old Man Zhou in the afternoon surfaced in his memory.

At that time, Ximen Jing fell into a huge whirlpool, and the situation was extremely critical at that time, and his memory was about to be lost in the sea of old man Zhou's knowledge.

Suddenly, an even more huge whirlpool appeared in Ximen Jing's sea of knowledge. Just like the whirlpool encountered when I healed Wu Cong last time, there were countless memory fragments inside, which had no logic or relevance, just like a chaotic stack of Luo stacked together, like countless photos, I wanted to see clearly, but I couldn't see clearly.

This whirlpool was extremely domineering, and almost instantly, all the memories of the old man Zhou who had been copied from Ximen Jingzhi in the sea were erased, and then Ximen Jing's spiritual sense was thrown out by the whirlpool. When he looked around again, he saw that Old Man Zhou's spirit body was in front of him, very weak and about to dissipate.

At that time, Simon Jing felt like the God in Michelangelo's famous painting "Genesis" painted on the dome of the Sistine Chapel, and stretched out his finger and lightly touched Adam's fingertips, giving him life and wisdom.

Ximen Jing, with the momentum of dominating the world, lightly touched the spirit of Old Man Zhou. In an instant, those memories that had just been erased were copied into Old Man Zhou's spirit again, as if they were electric shocks during cardiopulmonary resuscitation, Old Man Zhou trembled and immediately regained his senses.

This experience, Ximen Jing felt as if thousands of years had passed, but in fact it was only a moment.

At this moment, he began to wonder what those whirlpools of countless memories were, and what he had become at that moment? Whether Old Man Zhou was dead, and Old Man Zhou at this moment was copied by himself, because those memories were copied into by himself later, and he gave him life again.

Humans can replicate life, but they can never create it. Could it be that at that moment I became a god-like deity? Can I add my own thoughts to other people's memories, or change other people's memories like in "Inception"?

Suddenly, Ximen Jing was full of excitement and opened his eyes. I laughed at myself in my heart, I am crazy to lose my mind, and I am a god of Nima! I am just an ordinary man confined to this vast city, the mystery of the crash has not been solved, the company cannot be opened, and there will be no money to eat next month. There are also waves of masters from all sides who want Lao Tzu's life, Made, Yali Mountain, ah! Cultivation is also stuck on the jade pillow acupoint, and until now, the second vein of Ren Du has not been opened, and the Xuan is far away!

The harvest of entering the mountain this time is to find the Qiuhong Valley with sufficient aura. However, the city is too far away from here, and it is at least two days to go back and forth, and it is inconvenient to camp in winter, and the family is not worried about cultivating here for a long time, can you bring the aura back?

It's a pity that the fish beads last time, if there were anything similar to the fish beads, it would be much more convenient. Seeing that the time had passed six o'clock, it was completely dark outside the window, and the two people in the outhouse were still drinking enthusiastically. Ximen Jing plans to go around outside to find the source of the aura, and it is unknown whether he will be able to gain anything.

"Brother Wu, I'm going to eat yo-yo, don't move the place, keep drinking yours, I won't go far." ”

"Don't you put on a knife, be careful beast in the barren mountains and mountains!" Wu Cong picked up a straight knife from the root of the wall and asked.

Ximen Jing was right when he thought about it, reached out and took the knife, and kicked it into his arms.

The barren mountains are lonely and deserted, and the lonely villages are broken. Stepping on the rubble and gravel under his feet, Ximen Jing slipped from the front village to the back village. When he went out just now, the guard at the door just glanced at him and didn't stop him, presumably the Zhao family had instructed him to enter and exit freely.

There was nothing in the village except for the stubble and ruins. Ximen Jing descended a dirt slope, and suddenly heard a voice not far away. There was a small forest in front of me, and the voice was coming over there.

Although it is not too late now, it is already dark, and who in this barren mountain is not afraid in the woods?

Out of curiosity, Ximen Jing quietly walked over. This forest is not large, and in the middle is a large clearing, and a small stone temple covered with snow stands in the middle of the clearing, which looks full of antiquity.

Ximen Jing did not enter the door, but circled around the small temple. This temple seems to be supported by the villagers, and later with the relocation of the villagers, the temple is also dilapidated, but basically intact, in the small yellow courtyard wall, there are only two rooms before and after, the front should be the main hall, and the back is the residence of the temple Zhu.

Looking through the wall, I saw a big snowman piled up in the open space in front of the main hall, and two women were standing in front of the snowman, talking in a low voice, the two of them were Mrs. Zhao and the little hot girl, mother and daughter.

They are not in the courtyard, why are they here at night? Ximenjing opened the six senses and wanted to listen to the conversation between the mother and daughter, and it just so happened that Mrs. Zhao said: "Okay, Mom has helped you get it, let's go back together." ”

"Mom, it's boring to go back, and I can't access the Internet, so I'll play again." ”

"I'm not going crazy with you so late, I still have to go to see your grandfather, you will go back early to play, obedient!"

After that, Mrs. Zhao walked out by herself, and only the little hot girl was left in the small temple.

ps: I have a cold and is blue, thin, dizzy, and I have been writing for six hours, and that's all! I can't make up two chapters, so I send one chapter.