Cloud City.

A big city near the border, where the mountains are high and the forests are deep, the development is not very good, so it has not received much attention, and at the same time, it is less disturbed by monsters and other countries, so it can be regarded as a peaceful city.

In a small village next to Yuncheng, the old lady dragged a teenager to take one step and stop two steps, moving slowly, and the village dog barked from time to time next to it, and the old lady had to pay attention at all times to prevent the dog from biting the boy.

A little above the thumb of the old man's right hand, there is a pitch-black birthmark, the size of a fist, but you can vaguely see the old man's face when he was young.

Time does not melt the bones of beauty.

Looking at the boy again, his face was pale, and he had been dead for a while.

The young man's name is Chen Mo, a well-known orphan in the village, and he is also a sick seedling.

As for the parents, because they were in too much of a hurry together, they regretted it after giving birth to him, no one wanted it, they left him and ran, and they are still nowhere to be found, except for an old cow, nothing left.

The cow was still left because no one could take it away, so there was really no way to stay.

The name was given by the old man, as a neighbor, she knew that Chen Mo would not cry when he was born, and his parents ran away before he could choose a name.

The old man had no choice but to take it.

Some things in the older generation are a superstition, such as children are born not to cry, and if you are afraid that you can't speak, you have to go with the flow.

The prediction of fate.

His father's surname is Chen, and the child is born not to cry, so the old man took the name Chen Mo, and he also called him a little mute since he was a child.

As a result, the child really spoke, and sure enough, he did not become dumb.

Predict success.

It's just that although hundreds of families give food, the boy didn't survive the age of sixteen after all.

Although the village usually doesn't hate Chen Mo, he doesn't like it much, and in the countryside, no one wants to touch someone who dies young.

Helpless, the old man could only drag the corpse away like this.

At the very least, let's be in the ground.

It's just that after I die, who will send me to the end?

Dragged down, the old man sat down to rest, and then wiped the mud off Chen Mo's face.

An unknowable place, Surin opened his eyes, and his gaze fell into the world.

How long did you sleep this time, ten years? Or a hundred years?

With a wave of his hand, a young man was taken into an unknowable space in a daze, and in a flash, he came to an eerie and terrifying place.

He was also a teenager who wore clothes that looked expensive, the kind embroidered with gold thread.

Su Lin said calmly: "You are dead, you know? ”

"Yes, yes."

I'm ready to be reincarnated!

Chen Mo was a little confused.

"Well, can I borrow your body for a hundred years in exchange for your glory and wealth in the next life?"

Chen Mo thought for a while and asked tentatively, "Can I live back?" ”

"Why?"

"My grandmother is still here, she must be very sad, I want to take care of her and I will die after she leaves."

"I can take care of him too."

Chen Mo shook his head: "It's different after all." ”

Then I was relieved, yes, I can't give anything to my grandmother except for being able to accompany my grandmother.

"Then, you're going to make Grandma's life better."

Su Lin nodded, his gaze looking into the void.

A white-clothed man wearing a high hat appeared, hooked Chen Mo's soul, saluted Su Lin slightly, and walked into reincarnation.

Bai Wuchang was helpless, and the old black rock-paper-scissors lost, so he could only come out to receive Su Lin.

He can't afford to mess with this old customer.

......

The old man's name is Zhang Jiali, an ordinary name, when she was young, the village called her Zhang Meiren, later called Zhang Widow, and then called Zhang Old Lady.

Her husband is the most handsome one in the village, and after the aura recovered, in order to give her a better life, he went to a secret place, and never came back.

In the first few years after Zhang Jiali's husband left, there was an endless stream of dedicated men in the village, and after countless people ate the closed door, no one in the village helped her anymore, and she was also idle and self-sufficient.

After almost resting, Zhang Jiali began to drag Chen Mo again.

It's only two miles away, why is it so far?

Zhang Jiali was ready to bury Chen Mo in his own field.

It's a good thing and it's not a good thing, Chen Mo's family doesn't have a lot of other land.

The bad thing is that in this day and age, rural land is the least valuable.

Do you want to farm? That's great, take it and plant it!

The sun was about to set, so Zhang Jiali dragged Chen Mo to the ground, and then looked at the higher place, she said helplessly.

"Mo'er, don't blame grandma for not burying you in a feng shui treasure, she really can't drag you down."

"I'm going to dig a hole for you."

Zhang Jiali held her back and snorted in pain and dug up.

Chen Mo suddenly opened his eyes, and the mosquitoes around him were instantly extinguished.

Surin is awake!

Standing up silently, his mind moved slightly, and the automatic miscellaneous blood scattered in the unknown space returned, which was another miscellaneous drive.

Once, he also naively thought, I don't want to live, can't I?

The answer is no.

No matter how he dies, even if he finds someone to annihilate his soul, it won't be long before his soul will condense, and as long as he has a physical body, the blood of gods, demons, fairies and demons will follow him.

Fairy blood? God's blood? Demon blood? Demon blood?

Miscellaneous blood is just dirty blood.

Immortal Exorcism? Exorcism? Exorcism? Demon Exorcism?

Miscellaneous drive rotten drive only.

If he could, Surin wouldn't have thought of all of this.

It was not yet completely dark, and the crows in the forest were screaming in the distance.

Zhang Jiali suddenly stopped digging the pit, and she could clearly feel that someone was standing behind her.

Zhang Jiali slowly turned around and smiled gently at Chen Mo.

"Mother-in-law, I'm in the mood."

Zhang Jiali's family, under Su Lin's explanation, she accepted such a ridiculous thing as a person coming back to life.

In the recovery of I don't know how many times, Surin can already fool the people around him perfectly.

"Your illness is cured, can you still cultivate?"

"So, Mer, are you leaving?"

The old man's eyes were cloudy, and he couldn't see too many emotions clearly, but he paused a little in his speech, probably showing reluctance.

"Mother-in-law, don't worry, I'm not leaving."

Zhang Jiali smiled with satisfaction.

What young people don't aspire to?

The village is not without spiritual people, they are full of joy and pride, they are superior, they want to be guards, they must be the masters, they must be the lords of the city.

It's a pity that after I went out, I didn't see anyone come back.

There was one, but only a box and a Great Xia flag came back.

Now is the time for mango planting.

After a good night's sleep, Su Lin was refreshed, the mountain village was good, the air was fresh, and the door was the smell of earth.

After fusing Chen Mo's memories, Su Lin smiled.

There is a lot of land, isn't this a professional counterpart?

There is also the fact that I woke up early from this deep sleep, thinking that at least ten years had passed, but I didn't expect that more than a year had passed.

He Yu should be in the second grade, right? Mu'er should be in the four realms, right?

Really, a year is too early.

It's not enough to be emotional.

Su Lin picked up the hoe and wanted to go to the ground, the ancestors in the land of Great Xia have become a habit of farming, and if they don't plant for a season, they will be uncomfortable for a year.

Zhang Jiali was not at ease, so she still took Su Lin to the small clinic in the village to have a look, and almost scared the doctor to death, knowing that it was Chen Mo, a kid who was blessed by misfortune and awakened his spiritual power, so he accepted this reality.

In the past, he didn't even care about a dollar, and he generously waived the consultation fee.

Under the tree, Zhang Jiali and several other old ladies got together.

Not really, she just looked at Su Lin digging in the field in the distance, and a few people came up.

"Sister Zhang, your Chen Mo is a blessing in disguise, but there seems to be something wrong with his brain, what is he doing farming?"

"Yes, the country's subsidies to you can't starve you to death, he is now an awakened person, a person who will do great things in the future, tonight my family has a big goose to make up for the child."

"My family killed a big black dog, big supplement, old sister, bring Xiao Mo to our house."

Those who live to this age are human spirits.

The kid from the Wang family at the head of the village, although he didn't come back, he came back with something called meritorious service, and the family soared, and he also got a lot of benefits with a good relationship.

No, future benefits appeared.