The moon has gradually risen in the eastern sky, shining on Zaitenfu.

Under the moonlight, a group of people were silently busy, and the entire world seemed to be pressed the mute button, and there was a dead silence.

Numb, stiff, like a bunch of zombies that have lost their lives.

A soldier sat in the corner with a long knife in his hand, his head bowed and seemed asleep, he was watching the men as they worked, but by this time he himself had lost his strength, and only occasionally clenched and released his fingers proved that he was still alive. The uneasy movements, as if the long knife in his hand was the only pillar in his heart.

This is the construction site of a spirit gathering array in Zaitianfu, the ashes of plants and trees are drawn on the ground, and each person has a drawing in his hand, dozens of pieces of jade, and they are just thrown into this lifeless, hellish world.

The old man was also in the crowd, and he was panting violently as he lowered his head and buried the jade on the ground, as if the air around him could no longer provide him with enough nutrients.

And from time to time he looked back and saw his grandson in the basket by the side of the road, still looking at him with two eyes purring, so that he could relax and bury his head again.

Occasionally, he would look back in the direction of the center of the city, where a sky-high aura shot into the sky, as bright as a lighthouse in the darkness.

An official hurriedly walked over from afar, and the soldier who was still holding a long knife and shrunk into a ball immediately stood up with a whoosh, and first lowered his voice and warned: "Don't be lazy, the overseer is here!"

Then he paced back and forth, shouting loudly.

But somehow, even the sound of the soldier's scolding didn't seem to be able to penetrate too far, as if the air had lost the ability to transmit sound, or the soldier was too hoarse.

The overseer came over, stood aside and looked at it a few times, and suddenly shouted in dissatisfaction: "No, wrong, wrong! From here, it's all wrong!"

During this period, there was the sound of whips breaking through the air, and there were snorts and scoldings from the people, "Fools, a bunch of fools!"

The busy people looked at each other, and numbly, under the scolding of the overseer, dug up the jade that had just been buried in the ground and relaid it in the wrong place.

After a while, the overseer left in a hurry, and he had been running around, going back and forth, without the slightest carelessness.

Seeing that the overseer was gone, the soldier sighed and shrank back, this is not the first time that he has reworked today, this is already the sixth time.

"Can it really be built?" the question haunted his mind.

"Can it really be built?" was a question that echoed in everyone's minds.

People seem to have lost hope, they are just working mechanically under high pressure and whips.

At any moment, someone will fall, as if they have lost all their strength, not dead, but just with their eyes open, and they will fall into stiffness.

"We're done, there's no drama......" In the dead silence, the pessimists were spreading the grapevine: "I heard that the sons and daughters have already given up Zaitianfu and have already left Zaitianfu." ”

"Even the son has given up on us, what should we do. ”

"Are you really going to die here?"

Under the dead silence, the news is more desperate than the dead silence.

Until the old man couldn't help it, he raised his voice and said loudly: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

The old man was so angry that his face was red: "Zigongzi, he won't give up on us, he's going to save us!"

"How did I hear he's gone?" someone retorted.

"Of course he wants to go, but his old man is going to destroy the Spirit Gathering Array! Let me tell you, last time it was Zi Gongzi who destroyed the Spirit Gathering Array and saved our lives, and he can still do it this time!"

If the sons and daughters give up on them, they are really dead!

"How do you know Lu Dao? Have you seen it?" he told you?" someone asked in a weird way.

"Of course I know the way, the son treats me well!" the old man patted his chest, "If any of you don't know the way, go and inquire, my old man who sells vegetables has been working in Zifu!"

"Then why are you still working here? I heard that people who have a good relationship with Zifu have been taken to Zifu. The man still didn't believe it.

"I ...... Alas, Master Zi asked me to stay in Zifu, but I can't leave Xiaobao alone at home. The old man pointed to the little grandson next to him, and Xiaobao nodded again and again: "Yes, brother is good!

"No, as soon as I arrived home and found Xiaobao, the officers and soldiers came, and they were brought here, alas, I don't know if the Daozi Mansion will be worried. The old man is proud, helpless, and regretful.

One step away, their ancestors and grandchildren will fall into such a field, he doesn't care about himself, but what should Xiaobao do?

"Really, will Zigongzi really save us?" In the crowd, there were more and more voices of doubt.

"Old man, are they really going to destroy the Spirit Gathering Array?" asked a young girl who had been busy beside her.

"It must be. The old man patted his chest, as if he was guaranteeing his credit.

"But wouldn't that be dangerous?" the girl worried, "they wouldn't be in danger." ”

"No, Zigongzi has great powers......"

"But that's the Ying Long Sect's Spirit Gathering Array......," the girl said eagerly.

Even if they didn't know the Dao before, they now know the Dao, and such a behemoth sect makes them as small as ants.

"No, there will be no danger. The old man seemed to be emphasizing, and seemed to be convincing himself, "The son is so powerful, he won't let them encounter danger!"

"That's good...... girl's face suddenly turned crimson, "My brother, he also went with Zigongzi...... I don't know where Lu Dao is now......"

Listening to the words of the old mention, everyone seemed to have a glimmer of hope again, and they talked to each other in a low voice, and an unspeakable feeling spread, gradually converging into one sentence.

Son, come on!

"Xiaobao, Xiaobao?" A voice suddenly came from the side, Xiaobao standing in the basket turned his head, and then shouted in surprise: "Brother Little Stone!"

"Xiaobao, I've found you!" Xiao Shi ran over from afar, followed by a man in a golden robe with a serious face, it was a golden sword demon, he saw Xiao Bao, he immediately cheered, rushed over, took Xiao Bao out of the basket, and then asked, "Where is Grandpa?"

"I'm here, Young Master Little Stone!" the old man burst into tears, Young Master Little Stone came to find them.

"My mother asked me to come to you, and I won't see you come back, but my mother is in a hurry!" Xiao Shi hurriedly beckoned and said, "Let's go, let's go back quickly!"

The soldier on the side stood up and tried to stop him, but Xiaoshi glared at him and said, "What do you want to do?"

Glared at by the little stone, the soldier immediately withered.

Although Xiao Shi's age is young, his cultivation is not low now, although his naughty energy has not decreased, in the eyes of Zi Baifeng, he is still the leather monkey at the beginning, but in front of these ordinary people, he is also a high-ranking monk, and his glaring makes the soldier shudder.

The old man turned his head to look at the people around him, and then at Xiaobao, he was a little hesitant.

"But what about them?" said the old man.

Xiao Shi was no longer a child who didn't know anything, he looked at everyone, and everyone was staring at him at this time.

"Don't worry, my brother will definitely not let Zaitianfu have an accident!" Xiao Shi patted his chest and said, "My brother has never said it to do it!"

"Young Master Xiaoshi, you take Xiaobao back first, I'll stay here first. The old man took a deep breath and said, "Just say, just let Mrs. help take care of Xiaobao temporarily, and mention the old man Xie Lu to thank her!"

"But, my mother asked me to ......" Xiaoshi hesitated.

"It's okay, just take Xiaobao back. The old man smiled kindly, he really liked the family of the Zi family, he treated people so sincerely, he never looked down on him because he was just an ordinary farmer, that kind of respect, the old man had never experienced it before, and he also wanted to do something for this family.

No matter how insignificant, just some beliefs.

Xiao Shi hesitated, stomped his feet, and said, "Then I'll take Xiaobao back first...... Grandpa, you take this!"

Xiao Shi opened the pouch around his waist, took out a stone, and stuffed it into the palm of the old man's hand, the stone looked like an ordinary stone, but it was cold and cold in the hand, and a refreshing coolness penetrated through people's hearts, and it seemed that the air around them became fresh in an instant.

This little stone is the son of the small stone slingshot, but at the same time, it is also a small stone demon, a bag of small stones, and there are not too many demons raised by the small stone every day, and the little stone looks like a baby egg, but now it is handed over to the old man.

Touching the stone, the old man smiled, he took the stone into his arms, nodded seriously, and said, "I will take care of it!"

With this small pebble to protect himself, the old man will not be easily sucked out of the aura, and the little stone is relieved to leave with Xiaobao.

Watching the little stone leave, the old man also secretly sighed in his heart, looking at the little stone who has been in trouble all day long and causing trouble everywhere, he can actually do things like this, and the Zi family is really talented.

Before the Golden Sword Demon left, he nodded to the old man, and seemed to approve of his approach.

By the side of the old man, it seems that he can feel an indescribable vitality, I don't know what the road is for, the dead air here seems to be dispelled, the girl buried her head in a jade, raised her head and tidied up her hair, glanced at the moon in the sky, and sang softly: "The moon comes out bright, bright, I think of my brother in the deep mountains......"

The soft voice came from afar, like the moonlight shining through the stream, and the mountain wind blowing through the earth, moistening everyone's parched hearts.