On the April day of the world, the sun is soft and charming, and Shi Ji's eyebrows and eyes soften step by step.

It's relaxing, but it's also gorgeous.

"Huh?"

Her steps paused slightly, her eyes as black as night emitted white light, and she scanned the world.

After a long time, the corners of his lips slowly hooked, and his eyes returned to flatness, but there was more indescribable meaning.

"Interesting. ”

She is talking about the world, but also the luck of humanity.

The affectionate and ruthless who followed her looked up curiously.

Shi Ji didn't mean to explain, and the two little guys were slightly disappointed and lowered their heads to follow.

The closer you get to the tea tribe, the taste of the world is also stronger, probably human touch.

"First...... Sir!"

It's a man, and his expression is irrepressibly excited.

The man holds the sword and salutes, and the sword salute is performed.

Shi Ji nodded slightly, she didn't know him.

But it is clear that he was a child or teenager outside the courtyard.

Forty years, she has been gone for forty years.

Most of the children who used to be like this have grown up to marry wives and have children.

Shi Ji walked past him without pausing or saying a word.

But the man held the sword for a long time.

"Heavenly ...... Lyra?"

The old man, who had entered his twilight years, looked at it for a long time.

"It's me. ”

Ishiji smiled and nodded.

"First...... Is the gentleman back?"

The old man grinned, and his dim old eyes had a bright light, but it was also limited.

"Mr. Lyra......"

"Sir is back!"

"Affectionate or unforgiving?"

More people knew them.

Everyone is not surprised that they have not changed in forty years, because they have long known that Mr. Lyra is not a mortal, not a mortal, or an immortal, and there is nothing to make a fuss about the immortality of immortals, and there are not many immortals in the human race.

There are quite a few people who greet each other, and the Youmang tribe has more than doubled.

Those who have seen Shiji and know Shiji are willing to convey goodwill in the form of greetings.

Fences, firewood, many repairs.

Forty years of wind and rain, I don't know how many people have helped to repair it.

Mottled and uneven, the years and months are different.

This is the world.

"Squeak......

Shi Ji personally pushed open the courtyard door.

"Gah!"

A terrible cry is the one who drinks, and the one who disturbs its dreams.

The corner of the right lip of Shiji is upward...... Upwards again, evoking a weird laugh.

Affectionate and ruthless, with a sympathetic face.

Under the eaves, the big white goose swaying in the rocking chair comfortably basking in the sun shivered for no reason.

It plucks an eyelid open and then ......

His eyes glazed over, and then he ......

Let out a terrible scream, bounce three feet, flutter his wings, and beg for help like drowning, no, begging for mercy and fleeing.

Shi Ji has an extra sword in his hand at some point, a sword full of malice.

The first human tragedy when Shi Ji returned to the world happened, goose feathers flew and screamed terrible.

The big white goose that crawled out of the courtyard door left a goose feathers and escaped half of the goose's life.

Shi Ji stopped in front of the door and watched the bald goose, who had lost half his life, run out for miles before breaking the sword in his hand.

Affectionate and ruthless, he consciously took a broom and cleaned the courtyard.

There was also a rattan chair that was cut in two by the rocky sword was also cleaned up.

Xiao Qingluan flew into the sky.

The small stone was not released.

Ishiji is replanning the courtyard.

In the end, she divided the courtyard in two, and divided the west side to the small stones, and a group of stones that shouted for Shiji occupied half of the sky of Shiji's house.

When it got dark and the big white goose returned, it had already lost half of its territory, and its angry cry was suppressed by Shi Ji's "Shut up, it's ugly!"

The big white goose is ashamed and angry and secretly sad, a mistake into a thousand years of hatred, it is careless today, yes, it is today, and it is only careless, it regrets only these two points.

There was a group of lawless stones in the yard, a new rattan chair was replaced under the eaves, and the dead flowers and plants next to the fence were ruthlessly pulled.

When the moon was in the sky, the rattan chair shook again, the immortal on the recliner spread his hair, and the noise of the stone and the heavy footsteps of the big white goose could hardly reach the ears of the immortal.

She was listening, listening to the sound of the piano, listening to the Tao, listening to the world.

In the past 40 years, there have been more new songs and new pianists.

There are more voices of preaching.

There are more different voices.

The Terrans have a different voice.

Fuxi's generosity makes the three veins of the human race unprecedentedly united, but Shennong's generosity weakens the authority of the co-owner, the power of the co-owner of the human race comes from the support of all large and small tribes of the human race, a new generation replaces the old, and the leader who supported it in the past does not mean that his heirs will continue to support it.

Located in the middle and lower reaches of the Jiang tribe, there is a bear tribe Shaodian has a son Xuanyuan is extraordinary, and then there is a jade void immortal Guangchengzi who went down the mountain to accept him as a disciple to teach with heart, and gradually become a great talent, Xuanyuan is not only extraordinary, but also heroic, knows the soldiers and is good at strategizing, and serves both near and far.

Entrenched in the southwest corner of the Chao family, because of the conservative choice of the old man Wang Youchao, he missed the wheel of civilization strides, and the Chao family retreated under the light of Fuxi's great achievements, and the southwest has also become a backward wilderness.

The backward and wild Jiuli tribe gave birth to a genius who is more powerful than Shennong at this time, Chiyou is not only born with divine power, but also can fight well, and is a fierce man with strong strength and wrist.

What's more, Chi is especially good at smelting metal weapons, which is undoubtedly of cross-era significance in the Neolithic Age, where stone tools were commonly used by the human race.

The voice of the sect's preaching is centered on the co-main tribe of the Shennong clan, and the Guangchengzi who expounds the religion is in the bear tribe of the Xuanyuan clan.

There was a witch's voice behind Chi You.

Everything gets interesting.

Kongtong is imprinted in Shennong's hands, and he has no intention of abdicating, but Xuanyuan already has his own strength, and his thighs are already as thick as Shennong's arms.

This is no longer a question of whether Shennong chooses him as the heir, but if you don't give it to me, you will take it.

Chi You is also sharpening his knife, and he also wants to rob it.

The saints of the three religions have set the general trend, but the hearts and twists and turns in this are not something that the saints can judge in a word, otherwise there would be no need to be so troublesome, and it is not good for the immortals to interfere directly in humane matters.

The first contest between the interception of teachings and the exposition of teachings is about to begin.

The rattan chair under the eaves slowly stopped.

Shi Ji opened his eyes, and his eyes became darker like night.

"Let's all sleep!"

Shi Ji left a sentence and walked into the house.

The noisy stone fell silent.

It's not that I'm obedient, but I can't see Shiji anymore.

......

Skull Mountain came with two and a dog.

Standing in front of the mountain gate, both the Taoist and the dog were stunned.

The blood-red flowers of the other side do not have a single leaf.

There was not a single grass in sight of the white Skull Mountain.

White bones, lifeless.

"This is Skull Mountain?"

"Isn't it all written?"

"Woo ......"

Both the Taoist and the dog looked at the stone carvings on both sides of the mountain gate: skeletons open the blessed land, and the white bones open the sky.

"It's a handwritten letter from Shiji Daoyou, yes!"

"So what are you waiting for?"

Two ways and one dog entry mountaineering.

"The master is not here, please come back!"

A voice came from the top of the mountain.

The Taoist and the dog's raised feet were retracted.

Very disappointed.

"I wonder when your master will come back?"

"I don't know!"

Dogs don't bark, let alone people.

"Then I don't know where your master went?"

"I don't know!"

Two words, completely extinguished the fire and deflated.

......

"Old friends came to visit, and Lao Daoyou went to pick them up. ”

"It should. ”