The oncoming blood seemed to fall into the abyss.

The exclamations of the people behind him were exceptionally clear at this moment.

He didn't know why he made this choice, maybe it was to do his part, or maybe he didn't want that tragedy to happen in front of him, or maybe it was just because everyone was watching him, and he had to do something.

But he knew that he didn't want to lose, he didn't want to suffer.

It would be nice if the human mind could be as if it had lost its memory, without the bonds of emotion, without any body.

At that moment, he seemed to realize something, but the pool of blood was close enough for him to think about it.

"Boom!"

In the nose, in the mouth, blood came in.

"Are you a demon?"

"If I can see you, that proves you really exist? ”

"Demons have no heart. ”

It was this strange dream again, but it woke up in an instant.

Zuo Tian didn't know how long he had lost consciousness, but the exclamations of the people above his head were still lingering in his ears.

The moment he touched the pool of blood, the qi and blood climbed and impacted his mind, and all kinds of distracting thoughts proliferated.

Blood was desperately burrowing from around his body to the pores of his body, in pain.

No wonder those who jumped off lost consciousness.

Too late to think about it.

Stretching out his hand to wipe the blood in front of him, Zuo Tian endured the pain on his body and swam towards Fangfang.

The whirlpool around Fang Fang is negligible.

After fiddling with the disgusting things beside her, the spiritual power in Zuo Tianyun's body pressed towards Fang Fang.

I just hope it works.

The moment the spiritual power touched Fang Fang's body, Zuo Tian's eyes darkened, and he lost consciousness.

When he "opened" his eyes again, he found that he had come to Nancun.

It was evening, and the South Village was not much different from when it had not been destroyed.

It's just the sound of firecrackers that I think of from time to time, and the lights are almost bright, and the lights are colorful, which makes Zuo Tian realize that this moment is the annual New Year.

Looking at his illusory body, Zuo Tian knew that he was in Fangfang's consciousness at the moment.

Following the familiar path, he walked towards the old man's house in Nanwang Mountain.

The frolic of children on the side of the road, lighting firecrackers and running away with a scream.

And the young man helped the family to stand on the stool and posted the word Fu.

They were dressed brand new and had big smiles on their faces.

There were also loud shouts from the square, and Zuo Tian knew that it was a show being performed in the village.

Unlike the rest of the village, the old man's house in Nanwangshan is quiet, with two stone-carved lions guarding the door on both sides of the threshold, and from the crack in the door, it is pitch black inside.

"Squeak. ”

The wooden door was gently pushed open, and the courtyard was equally dark, with a faint candlelight coming from the wing room on the left.

There are also words in it.

"Fang'er, today is the New Year, why don't you go out for a walk?"

This is the voice of the old man of Nanwang Mountain.

"Grandpa, didn't you say that Daddy and Mom will come back during the Chinese New Year? Fangfang wants to stay at home and wait for Dad and Mom to come back. ”

The old man was speechless for a while, he knew that Fangfang's parents would not come back, thinking of the pair of children, in order to hide the facts, he deceived Fangfang and said that they were far away, that incident was several years ago, but I didn't expect that this child still remembers.

"Grandpa, why are you crying? Do you also miss your father and mother? Don't worry, I dreamed yesterday that my father and mother are back, and they will definitely come back tonight. ”

"Okay, good, I'll definitely be back......"

The old man said with tears in his eyes.

The three major pains in the world: the loss of a father in a young age, the loss of a wife in middle age, and the loss of a child in old age.

Although Nanwangshan has not experienced the former, he has experienced the latter two, and over the years, he has taken Fangfang alone, but he has let this child suffer with him.

Looking at the hope on the little girl's face, he couldn't help but have a sour nose again, and quickly covered his eyes.

"This person, when he is old, he is useless, and I don't know that the firecrackers set off by that kid have spread the smell of smoke to our house. ”

As he spoke, the old man stood up and walked out of the house.

The moment he went out, he was stunned.

Zuo Tian was also stunned, because the position that the old man of Nanwangshan was looking at was himself.

He was puzzled, when he walked through the village just now, those children didn't notice him, and Zuo Tian also knew that this was in Fangfang's memory, and he was equivalent to an outsider.

So, he was a little surprised that the old man of Nanwangshan looked at him?

Can he see me?

With such a thought, Zuo Tian was about to speak, but suddenly found that he couldn't control his body.

In such an eerie atmosphere, he moved.

"I'm going to take what belongs to me. ”

As he spoke, Zuo Tian saw himself walking towards the old man of Nanwang Mountain.

"It's you!?"

The old man seemed to be surprised, and seemed to be very calm about the arrival of Zuo Tian.

Have I been here before? Is this history repeating itself? Why don't I have a memory?

Zuo Tian was puzzled.

His mouth moved again.

"Mortal, your behavior is very bad, if I don't want to disturb him, I really don't want to come out. ”

Fangfang also heard the movement outside at this time, and saw Zuo Tian standing with her grandfather, I don't know why, she always felt that Zuo Tian seemed to be different from before, as if there was an extra cold aura on her body.

"Brother ...... in white" shouted timidly, and Fangfang hid behind Nanwang Mountain.

"I'll give you back what you've been, I just hope, I just hope you don't hurt us. ”

"I'm not going to hurt you, let's go. ”

Turning around the courtyard, in a side room, the old man trembled and took out a small box from a cabinet.

Fangfang had been staring at the tablet on the table facing the door since she entered the room.

"Daddy!"

She cried and fell to her knees, and although she didn't recognize the names written on the two tablets, she knew that they were her parents.

The old man of Nanwangshan sighed and handed the small box to Zuo Tian.

Reaching out to catch it, Zuo Tian opened the box, only to see a round of golden rings lying quietly in the box.

The ring is like a shrunken wheel, and countless gold threads are wound around the edge, condensing at its center, forming a "life" character.

Staring at the ring, at that moment, the golden wheels spin.

In the eyes of the old man of Nanwang Mountain, it seemed to have become illusory, perhaps, they had become illusory.

The hands shook slightly, and the wooden box turned to ashes and dissipated into the air.

The ring floated silently above the palm of the left sky.

He raised his hand again, as if ice had melted into water, and the ring sank strangely, completely into the palm of his hand.

After doing all this, he looked at the old man.

"Are you an immortal cultivator?"

Nan Wangshan had been looking at Zuo Tian quietly, and only then did he speak quietly.

This ring fell out of Zuo Tian's body when he was treating him, and I don't know what he was thinking at that time, his intuition was not ordinary, so he brought the ring back.

It's just that with the injury of that young man, I am afraid that even the gods will not be able to save him, but I didn't expect that after only one night, he appeared alive in front of him.

"It doesn't hurt you to know less. ”

Zuo Tian said coldly.

"I took it, I shouldn't have been greedy, this child is innocent, please let her go. ”

Nan Wangshan looked at Zuo Tian, he had lived for such a long time, he knew what he should know and what he shouldn't know, and he also knew the existence of those fairy-like characters.

He couldn't fathom the joys and sorrows of those people, and he had taken their things, and now he was approached, and he only wanted to die and apologize, and of course he only hoped that his poor granddaughter would not be implicated.

Looking at the old man and the little girl, Zuo Tian frowned slightly, randomly pointed at the top of Nanwang Mountain's head, and waved his sleeves again.

Zuo Tian is gone, and Zuo Tian is really staying.

"Huh?"

"How did I end up here?"

Nan Wangshan's puzzled voice sounded, and then when he saw Fangfang who was kneeling on the ground unconscious and those tablets, his face changed, and he hurriedly carried his granddaughter back to the house.