After Ling Yun heard this, he was even more disdainful.

Could it be that the nine elders of the Zhou family still want to become gods and rank in the immortal class?

Immortals or anything, he didn't believe it. Only believe in one, as long as it is awesome enough, it will naturally be worshiped as a god.

And he is the king of Beiling, and he is on the road to becoming a god.

was chatting, Dou Qing outside the door was noisy, very willful, and shouted with Dou Shi, not knowing what he was arguing about.

Sima Yan walked out of the door and asked them to be quiet.

Dou Qing wanted to go to Doujia Village to have a look, but the Dou family would not let him live or die. It has been inaccessible for many years, overgrown with weeds and infested with wild animals, and it has long been no longer a place for people to live. Sima Yan's golden-armored guards were inconvenient to accompany him, and Dou was worried that something would happen.

With Lingyuan's support, Ling Yun hobbled to the door, held on to the door frame, smiled reluctantly, and said, "I'll accompany you!"

"Go away!"

"You don't care about me. ”

"Who are you, and why should I care about you. ”

Dou gently tugged at the corner of Dou Qing's clothes, frowned slightly, and made her have a better attitude with the attitude of an elder. But she is rude and willful, and even a little spicy. If you are not satisfied or unhappy, you have to say it. Never give a good face to the person you hate.

Ling Yun was not angry either.

"Look at this house, who else is convenient to accompany you except me. ”

"I don't need you to accompany me, I'll go by myself. ”

Sima Yan coughed, looked for a sense of existence, and said, "You definitely can't go by yourself." Doujia Village is too sensitive, and the people who have passed through the village before have been killed by the people of the Royal Dragon Clan. They would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go. ”

Dou agreed incredulously.

Dou Qing was very helpless, no matter what she said, her sister-in-law would not let her go alone. She really wanted to revisit her old place, but she had no choice but to let Ling Yun accompany her.

Before leaving, there are three chapters of the covenant.

First, Ling Yun can't do anything to her, and it can't take advantage of verbal aggression; second, everything must be done by her, and Ling Yun can't be meaningful to go where she wants; third, the first two items must be carried out unconditionally.

Ling Yun agreed without hesitation, completely ignoring his own injuries.

"I'll go too!" Zhang Peng pushed Ma Cheng away and walked out of the room, "Where the eldest brother is, I will be there." ”

Ma Cheng persuaded: "Second brother, don't be reckless." ”

Ling Yun only asked, "I can't die." ”

Zhang Peng said forcefully: "I can't die." ”

Ling Yun and Zhang Peng, the two seriously injured people, followed, and the other brothers naturally went together. From childhood to adulthood, no matter what happened, the seven brothers were always together and never separated.

The group supported each other, moved slowly, and walked for a long time. On the way, Ling Yun was really obedient. Not to mention being flirtatious and amused, he didn't even talk much, but it made Dou Qing quite uncomfortable, and he looked at Ling Yun from time to time.

Ling Yun didn't speak, just smiled.

His smile was a very ordinary smile.

But in Dou Qing's opinion, it is obscene and ambiguous, and has bad intentions. As long as there is a mouth, it must be angry words.

The stranger it is, the more I want to see it, the more I look at it, the more angry I get, the more angry I get, and I let myself fall into a strange circle and can't pull it out. Along the way, he kept a strained face.

Finally, they came to a fork in the road. On the side of the road on the right, there is a wooden sign that reads: Please detour this road is dangerous.

Sima Yan told them that this road was the road to Doujia Village, and Dou Qing walked in without hesitation.

The intersection is wide and flat, walking and walking, the road is in disrepair and rugged. The weeds on both sides are overgrown, getting higher and denser, and Yangguan Avenue has become a long and narrow path.

The weeds were knee-length, not green and yellowish, looking a little old. One by one, their heads drooped, and they fluttered listlessly in the wind.

It seems that they already know that life is about to pass away, and they can only look forward to the next life.

The trail is completely covered with weeds, so push it out of the way and make it difficult. Several times, I almost went the wrong way.

Suddenly, Ling Yun saw a wooden sign hanging high in the distance, with three words written on it, and it was too far to see clearly. The gate under the wooden sign is extremely simple, with only two thick wooden stakes. On both sides of the stakes, there are fences made of wood.

With tears in his eyes, Dou Qing walked over anxiously, leaving Ling Yun and the others far behind.

She was nervous, excited, and her heart was rippling. How many years, I left since I was a child and went to the big city. When he returned, he didn't stay too long, and hurried to the north.

Here are the memories of her childhood, her happy childhood, and her relatives who are connected by flesh and blood.

Come to the wooden sign, there are three words written on it: Doujia Village.

That's right, this is her hometown.

The wooden sign swayed in the wind, rotting and breaking at any time. The text on it is incomplete. On the black lettering, there is still a little blood red.

Whether it was a paint stain or human blood is unknown.

Walking through the gate, there is no road in the whole village. Thick weeds, overgrown all over the ground. The dilapidated houses seem to be located in the middle of the grassland.

As far as the eye can see, all the houses are collapsing, cracking, cracking, and not a single one is intact. In almost every corner, you can see cobwebs. I don't know whether a mouse or a rabbit is swishing through the grass.

Wading through the river of grass, walking very slowly, taking in all the scenes in my mind. Open the memories of your childhood and compare them with them.

The location of the house has not changed, but the appearance has changed dramatically.

Her mind was a little messy, one moment back in the past, the other to reality. False and real, constantly changing.

In the end, I have to admit that Doujia Village is already a thing and a person. Even the thing is not the original thing.

Walk to the middle of the village, the crossroads. Looking towards the sitting, a huge earthen bag came into view. In front of the earthen bag, a wooden sign is erected.

When you walk in, you can see that the wooden sign reads: The Tomb of Doujia Village.

Dou Qing's tears gushed out, and she couldn't cover her crying even when she covered her mouth.

When I saw the tomb of Doujia Village, I immediately thought of her grandmother and all her relatives.

Ling Yun walked over, hugged her in his arms, and made her cry as much as she wanted.

Before leaving, Sima Yan told him thousands of times that if he saw the tomb of Dou Jia Village, he must take care of Dou Qing.

Back then, the Dragons slaughtered all the villagers. A large pit was dug, all the corpses were thrown into it, and a mass tomb was erected.

Every New Year's holiday, the Dou family will look at Doujia Village from afar to pay tribute. She didn't dare to go, afraid that someone from the Dragon Clan would squat.

Sima Yan went, but he didn't dare to sweep the tomb and didn't dare to make offerings. He didn't want the people of the Royal Dragon Clan to know that there were still survivors in the Dou family.

The poor people of Doujia Village were wiped out by the royal family, disappeared from the world, and gradually turned into a pile of loess.

Dou Qing was so sad that he fainted from crying.

When she woke up, she knocked her head a few times.

Ling Yun pulled her, didn't let him sweep the grave, and didn't let her make offerings, so she didn't come. dragged her and left the sad place.

Dou Qing sat in the grass, submerged by the sea of green and yellow. The cry drifted into the distance along the waves.

Ye Wanqiu cried quietly, and Qin Yi and the others were sad.

Ling Yun tried his best to control his emotions and looked into the distance, trying to let the wide sky contain his grief.

At this time, he saw an eye.