"The artistic conception of my perception is not comparable to my brother's artistic conception at all, so such a short time has passed, shall we leave now?" Dongfang Hancui also regained his flower-like appearance as he spoke.

"Yes, let's go now, but I still have a period of cause and effect to follow, accompany me to this cause and effect, and we will go to the lost space. As soon as Yuwen Zhouyuan's words fell, he frowned, took out the transmission jade slip that Zheng Shaoyou left for him, and lightly clicked it, and a passage came from the jade slip.

After hearing this, Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes flashed and said: "This task is actually in the same place as the cause and effect that I want to break, God help me, sister, let's go!" pulled Dongfang Hancui's body and disappeared in the inn in a flash.

A city hundreds of miles away in the southern part of the country of Nobita, a large number of mortals gathered here. There are simple cold houses, scattered all over a large area, in these houses. It is inhabited by a lot of people.

These mortals were all mortals who had been recruited by the court to participate in the foundation work on the periphery of the Haze Breaking Great Array, and Zou Xiaohu, the shopkeeper of the winery, lived in one of the houses.

There were more than 30 people living in the same room with Zou Xiaohu, and the already small room was quite crowded at this time.

Zou Xiaohu was lying on the bunk, looking at the roof with his eyes blank, he missed his wife, his son, and Yuwen Zhouyuan.

Everything in the past has disappeared in this haze that has not dissipated for months.

Before the haze, Zou Xiaohu was a shopkeeper who had more than enough food and clothing, and had his own wine shop, and hired a few guys, and his son worshiped the immortal sect and became a member of the immortals.

On the entire street where his own winery is located in the capital, Zou Xiaohu can be said to be quite beautiful.

His wife and Zou Xiaohu have always been in love, and life can be said to be beautiful. Zou Xiaohu even wanted to take the older Yuwen Zhouyuan to his house and take care of him for the rest of his life.

In Zou Xiaohu's heart, after the death of his parents, he had already regarded Uncle Yuwen, who watched him grow up, as his elder, but this haze that lasted for months changed everything.

Zou Xiaohu didn't know what was going on with his wife, when he heard a few months ago that even women and girls were recruited, he was hesitant and uneasy, his wife's health was not very good, could she withstand it on this smog day when the sun was gone......

When he saw that the people around him were exhausted from the unbearable recruitment work, Zou Xiaohu's heart hurt as if he had been stabbed with a knife! It was not that he sympathized with these dead people, but that a deep despair rose from his heart, as well as his longing and worry for his wife.

Zou Xiaohu was worried that his wife would not be able to bear it and left him early.

In addition to his wife, Zou Xiaohu is also worried about Yuwen Zhouyuan, in his opinion, Uncle Yuwen is already old, can his body and bones be safe in this haze......

He had already lost his parents, and he didn't want this Uncle Yuwen who watched him grow up leave him again.

Zou Xiaohu's son, Zou Tonglin had just entered the Qingshui Sect, and he was still in the True Qi Period, although he was much higher than his mortal status.

But with Zou Tonglin's strength, it did not play any role in the war between the two countries, so Zou Tonglin also looked for his parents.

But the country of Nobita was so great that almost all the mortals were gathered together and scattered all over the country in the construction of the Great Array of Breaking Fog.

Unless Zou Tonglin has the magic of Tongtian, he will not be able to find his parents at all.

Zou Xiaohu himself has forgotten how long he has been out, and almost every morning he can see his roommates around him, some of whom have died of illness due to fatigue.

At the same time, Zou Xiaohu also discovered that when his son turned one year old, Yuwen Zhouyuan gave each of their family of three a jade ornament, and told them to wear it inseparably.

Now Zou Xiaohu has the deepest understanding of the magic of the jade ornament he wears around his neck. Whenever he felt tired, Xiao Yu's ornament would radiate warmth and strength, allowing him to spend the day in peace.

After knowing the magic of this little jade ornament, Zou Xiaohu couldn't help but feel a sense of strangeness to Yuwen Zhoudi, as if he had never really seen through this old man.

However, it is precisely because of the existence of this jade ornament that Zou Xiaohu is a little less worried about his wife, he believes that if his wife does not take off this jade ornament, then he will definitely not die of illness like him.

It's just that as the time passed, looking at the work that seemed to never end, Zou Xiaohu's heart surged with despair again.

During this time, many mortals have secretly fled, and they want to flee to neighboring countries, even if they give up everything, as long as they can live, then there is hope.

It is said that the neighboring country is like a normal spring, and everything is recovering and the sun is shining.

Zou Xiaohu was the first to wake up in the morning, he got up from the shop, and next to him fell asleep the eldest son of the Yang family on a street, the young man was in his twenties, and he was in the prime of life.

This is a simple child, Zou Xiaohu pushed him, but immediately his eyes were stunned, he looked at the eldest son of the Yang family, his right hand trembled on his mouth and nose, and then laughed miserably and said to himself: "Dead ......"

When Zou Xiaohu pushed it just now, he had already found that the body of the eldest son of the Yang family was quite stiff, and at this time, two lines of tears flowed from Zou Xiaohu's eyes, and a man in his fifties squatted down with his head in his arms and cried bitterly.

At this time, people got up one after another, looked at Zou Xiaohu in a daze, and immediately found that in this house, five people died overnight!

Everyone was silent, and after a long time, outside the house, a shout came: "Everyone has come out to work, and if anyone is lazy, he will be thrown into the river and frozen to death." ”

Someone in the room sighed lightly and walked out slowly, they were already dazed, their faces were yellow and thin, these months of heavy labor, the food was still full at the beginning, but the more they went on, the less food they had, and now their physical strength was obviously unable to keep up.

Zou Xiaohu was already holding and squatting on the ground and crying bitterly, when a middle-aged man who had been friends with him stepped forward and pulled him up, and said in a low voice: "Brother Xiaohu, let's go! As long as you are alive, there will be hope." ”

Zou Xiaohu was pulled up by him, looking at the eldest son of the Yang family who was lying motionless on the bunk, and tears flowed out again.

Out of the house, a cold wind blew in the haze that was not seen for a few steps, and Zou Xiaohu couldn't help but shiver smartly, but at this moment, there was a burst of warmth from the small jade ornament on his chest, dispelling the cold.

Zou Xiaohu touched his chest, looked at the people around him who came out of the house one after another, and he gritted his teeth and decided to escape.

Zou Xiaohu wants to find his wife, and then the couple will leave this place to go to a neighboring country, spend the rest of their lives again, and come back when the smog here is over.

Late at night, when everyone was asleep, Xiaohu quietly got up and opened the door, and when the cold wind blew his body, he immediately shook and gritted his teeth into the night.

Zou Xiaohu withstood the cold wind and slowly walked in the dark night shrouded in thick fog, although the world was big, he had a feeling that he had nowhere to stay.

The cold wind was heavier in the middle of the night, Zou Xiaohu was walking, and suddenly tripped over something under his feet, and the moment his body fell, he suddenly gasped, only to see that it was not a side object but a corpse that knocked him down.

The corpse had obviously just been dead for a long time, and Zou Xiaohu's face was so close to the corpse's purple face that even his breath could blow onto the corpse's face.

After being stunned for a while, Zou Xiaohu exclaimed in surprise, and quickly got up and retreated, but then he was knocked down again because of fear.

A chill rose in Zou Xiaohu's heart, and he looked around carefully, only to see that there were countless corpses here......

Zou Xiaohu is a mortal, his thoughts about his wife, the death of the eldest son of the Yang family, the despair of the future and the fright at this time made his whole person completely collapse.

Zou Xiaohu squatted on the snow and cried again, and after a long time, Zou Xiaohu suddenly felt warm, and then a warm palm pressed on his head and patted it gently.

"Little tiger, don't be afraid. A familiar voice came into his ears.

Zou Xiaohu turned around and looked at a young man who appeared behind him in a daze, and there was a beautiful woman next to the young man.

This young man looked much smaller than Zou Xiaohu, but his eyes revealed a burst of vicissitudes.

This person Zou Xiaohu is no stranger, and even he recognized at a glance that this was Uncle Yuwen whom he was quite concerned about.

But this person's current appearance is very different from before he was recruited, Zou Xiaohu looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan, and suddenly remembered his youth, pushed open the door of Yuwen Zhouyuan's Chenyuan Hall, and saw the scene of Yuwen Zhouyuan for the first time.

At that time, Yuwen Zhouyuan was the same as now.

"Uncle Yuwen......" Xiaohu said in a low voice, at this time he had a vague feeling that this uncle, who had watched him grow up, was by no means an ordinary person.

Zou Xiaohu was silent for a moment and said in a low voice: "Uncle Yuwen, you ...... Are you an immortal?"

Yuwen Zhouyuan looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Zou Xiaohu's face, nodded lightly and smiled: "Okay, Uncle Yuwen is here, don't be afraid! Go, I'll take you to your daughter-in-law! By the way, this is your aunt." ”

At this time, Zou Hu Xiaohu hurriedly saluted Dongfang Hancui and said, "Aunt Yuwen, Xiaohu is polite here!"

Dongfang Hancui was busy returning the gift, she was also very impressed with Zou Xiaohu, when she met Zou Xiaohu, he was still a child, and now he is a middle-aged man who is nearly fifty years old, Dongfang Hancui can't help but sigh in his heart.

Zou Xiaohu had a dreamlike feeling at this time, the image of Yuwen Zhouyuan changed rapidly in his mind, one would be a pale old man, and the other would be a young man, the so-called phase was born from the heart, and even his expression was uncertain, with a hint of horror.

Yuwen Zhouyuan sighed secretly, and gently touched his right hand on Zou Xiaohu's head, and suddenly Zou Xiaohu felt an irresistible sleepiness welling up in his heart, and fell asleep slowly.

Yuwen Zhouyuan waved his right hand, and suddenly a soft light shrouded Zou Xiaohu's body, and then Yuwen Zhouyuan released Ruyi Xinxin and Deqi Tamarin, and pulled Dongfang Hancui to fly away into the distance.

In a mortal gathering place thousands of miles away from here, Yuwen Zhouyuan found Zou Xiaohu's wife in the women's house.

This is the cause that Yuwen Zhouyuan and Zou Xiaohu have planted over the years, and he needs to help them get rid of it.