Zhou Wu True Spirit was gradually consuming the prohibition on the Cave Heaven Orb, this time, it was unprecedentedly long, because the prohibition on the Cave Heaven Treasure Bead was about to wear off.

Open the Cave Orb, it's almost there!

Suddenly, it was as if I heard someone whispering under a tree, and his voice was old and low, as if he was telling something.

He stopped, sensed the outside world, and sensed the stones under the tree, with yellow hair hanging down and sitting opposite each other.

The gray-haired old man, his eyes cloudy, and his face covered with ravines like hills; Opposite the old man sat a five or six-year-old child, listening carefully to the old man's instructions with wide eyes and small faces.

"This kid, is it Wang Xiaoyu?" These five or six-year-old children look exactly like Wang Xiaoyu.

"No, this old man is Wang Xiaoyu."

Zhou Wu knew that the years in the world would not be frozen when he spent the ban, so he looked at the old man like this, and vaguely recalled the childish scene that Wang Jing held hands that day from the old man's old face.

A sleeping, once five-year-old child, has become a gray-haired old man.

"How many years have passed since I spent my ban?" Zhou Wu soothed his body, and then an autumn breeze blew, and the lush leaves on the trunk of more than 20 zhang rustled.

Zhou Wu looked at the old man, the old man exuded a decay aura, his life was about to come to an end, and he said in his heart: It turns out that it will be a good time.

When he first saw Wang Xiaoyu, he calculated that Wang Xiaoyu's lifespan was sixty-five years. At this time, Wang Xiaoyu is full of decay, and he will die in no more than two months.

As soon as Zhou Wu calculated, he was surprised: "It turned out that it was not a Jiazi, but a Jiazi and 20 years." ”

"It's the forty-ninth year of Tianshun."

"Wang Xiaoyu's daily life expectancy is sixty-five, why does he increase his life expectancy by twenty years?"

"I see."

"Wang Xiaoyu kept his promise, every three days, he came to water me, although I was bent on killing the ban, and the fairy spirit was not obvious, but after all, it was close and the contact time was long, so that Wang Xiaoyu more or less rubbed my fairy energy, broke through the number of days and increased my life expectancy by 20 years."

"A drink and a peck, all are days."

Wang Xiaoyu's life was calculated by Zhou Wu, Wang Xiaoyu has been like a day for eighty years, and every three days, he will come to water Zhou Wu, so he unconsciously absorbed a little of Zhou Wu's immortal energy, and he has no illness in his life, and he is in the same house for four generations.

Wang Xiaoyu was asking his great-grandson Wang Jin at this time, saying that in the days to come, the task of watering the thousand-year-old tree would be handed over to him.

Wang Jin patted his chest and promised, just as he promised Brother Wang Jing back then.

'Brother Wang Jing, I wonder how you are doing in Kyoto at this time? Your grandson, who has made Changqing County miserable, won't you come back to take a look? Or, have you changed too? ......' Wang Xiaoyu sighed in his heart.

Then, he stood up tremblingly, stroked the tree with his thin hands, and said reluctantly: "Ancient tree, in the future, my great-grandson will water you." ”

"You can grow without watering, but when you're used to doing something, you always want to do it. I'm old and deserve to die, and I don't want to wait for Brother Wang Jing to return to Daxi Village and feel that I have failed my promise to him......"

"Therefore, I asked Jin'er to do it, and I also have an explanation for Brother Wang Jing."

After the old man finished speaking, he gasped a little.

"Grandpa, let's go back! Don't worry, I'll do it. Wang Jin took the old man's hand and said.

The old man nodded and walked away.

Two months later, the old man died quietly one night at the age of eighty-five.

On the night Wang Xiaoyu passed away, Zhou Wu was a little silent, but in the end, he still sighed and continued to sink into the true spirit, killing the ban.

……

Tianshun fifty-one years.

A horse-drawn carriage slowly entered the boundary of Changqing County, driven by an old man in his fifties. On both sides of the county road in Changqing County, there are officials in official uniforms, as well as catchers and soldiers.

More so, the people.

The old man driving was expressionless for this kind of battle, and he whispered from the carriage: "Master, the eighth master is here to welcome you." ”

In the carriage, a soft cold snort sounded.

"Phew!"

When he got closer, the old man stopped the carriage and said respectfully to the red official uniform at the head: "I've seen the eighth master." ”

Changqing County Zun, Eighth Master, Wang Rui, fifty-two years old this year, slightly obese, he held a big belly slightly, and said with a smile: "Brother Chong, you and I have grown up together since childhood, don't be so weird, just call me Xiaorui." ”

Zhou Chong heard this, but he didn't dare to say anything.

Wang Rui didn't care, showed a smile, and respectfully shouted into the carriage: "Grandpa, my grandson is here to take you home." ”

The carriage opened, and an old man with gray hair walked out, although he was wearing simple clothes, his aura was extremely powerful, and the majesty of a superior person overflowed.

As soon as the old man came out.

Wang Rui hurriedly knelt down and bowed: "Grandson to see grandpa." ”

The officials of Changqing County behind him, the arrest and the army, all bowed down and bowed: "Our subordinate officials (villains) meet Xiangye and welcome Xiangye back to his hometown!" ”

The officials in charge of the people saw that the people were one step slower, and hurriedly made gestures, and the people on both sides knelt down and bowed down, shouting that the grass people would meet the prime minister and the like.

Wang Jing watched this scene silently.

After waiting for a while, he said: "The old man has resigned from the position of prime minister, and now he is no longer an official, what is the reason why you worship the people with officials?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the officials under him, Lian Dao Xiangye, would always be the prime minister of the Dayan Dynasty, and all kinds of flattery were endless.

Wang Jing knew that officialdom was like this, like a moss, and he was puzzled in his heart, and said, "Get up." ”

"Thank you!"

Wang Rui got up as soon as he was a child, stepped forward and took Wang Jing's arm, and said, "Grandpa, you have worked hard all the way, hurry up and go back to the county government with your grandson to rest......"

Wang Jing looked at his grandson, and his mind flashed Wang Rui's appearance when he was a child, and sighed in his heart, when people grow up, they will not be cute.

got out of the carriage, paced to a common man, and said softly: "Uncle, now is the autumn harvest period, how can you have time to come out to meet me...... Don't be afraid, if you tell me directly, I will advocate for you......"

The old man was shocked, knelt on the ground in a trembling voice, kept kowtowing, and kept saying: "Xiangye spares his life!" Xiang Ye spares his life! ”

A coldness flashed on Wang Rui's face.

This scene made Wang Jing seem to have made a certain determination in his heart, he glanced around, and the officials who were swept by him all bowed their heads and did not dare to look at him directly.

"Grandpa......"

"Wang Rui, you are really a good county in Changqing County...... Zhou Chong, let's go, go back to Daxi Village...... No one is allowed to follow......" Wang Jing flicked his sleeves and got into the carriage.

"Grandpa, listen to me......"

Zhou Chong said respectfully: "Eighth master, you heard the master's words. Don't worry, when the old man's anger is gone, you can come to the ancestral house and admit your mistake to the master. ”

When Wang Rui heard this, he could only say: "Thank you Brother Chong for your advice, and please take good care of my grandfather." ”

The carriage faded away.

This welcome ceremony was supposed to be good, but the only failure was to appear on the untouchable. Therefore, as soon as the carriage was far away, the old man was arrested by the two arresters.

Wang Rui walked up, scolded the commander of the arrest: "My grandfather is back, what do you want to do?" Let him go. ”

……

"Yo, Wang Jing, this little guy, is finally willing to come back."

At the entrance of Daxi Village, Zhou Wu sensed a familiar breath, stopped killing the ban, and saw a carriage slowly coming to the entrance of the village and stopping under the tree.

"Master, it's here!" Zhou Chong said in a low voice.

When Wang Jing heard this, he lifted the curtain and stood on the front board, looking at the ancient trees of more than 20 zhang, and the scenes of his childhood came to mind, the figure of watering under the ancient tree, and the figure of reading under the ancient tree.

Just like yesterday.

"The last time I went back to Daxi Village, it was in the ninth year of Tianshun, right? After all these years, the ancient tree has grown taller again! Wang Jing sighed, and in his tone, he gave in to the years.

Zhou Chong took the step stool, helped Wang Jing get out of the car, and replied with a smile: "Yes, master, I stayed in Daxi Village for more than ten days that time, and then I hurried back to Kyoto." ”

Wang Jing sat on the stone under the tree, rubbed the bark of the ancient tree with both hands, and said, "This time, we won't go back to Kyoto." ”

"Listen to the master." Zhou Chongdao.

Somehow, Wang Jing's mind thought of Wang Ruilai again, he looked at Zhou Chong and said: "Xiao Chong, what I said last time, how about letting Ming Boy get rid of his slavery and enter the officialdom to get an official position?" ”

Zhou Chong shook his head and said, "Master, since my father, he has already sworn that he will take care of the mansion for Xiangye for generations." ”

Wang Jing saw that he was firm, and he no longer persuaded, he sat under the tree, the late autumn wind was blowing, he felt unprecedented tranquility, unconsciously, he leaned against the trunk of the tree, slowly closed his eyes, and a gentle snoring sounded.

He dreamed, dreamed of Li Xing, dreamed of Zhou Quan......

Zhou Chong saw Wang Jing sleeping, and hurriedly took a cloak, gently covered Wang Jing's body, and then guarded it on the side, and said in his heart: "Master, my grandfather Zhou died of bandits, and it was you who came to Changqing County to pick up my young father to Kyoto, and treat it as your own...... This kind of kindness, my Zhou family has not been able to repay it for generations......"

Since Wang Jing was admitted to the top prize, he asked for a decree to eliminate the bandits in Fengzhou, but Zhou Wu did not pay attention to Wang Jing, but devoted himself to the ban.

"Eighty-two years, Wang Jing, let me see, what has happened to you over the years, right?" Zhou Wu looked at Wang Jing, who was sleeping on his tree trunk, and quietly entered his dream, guiding his dream world.

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