Everything is like a dream, Han Yifan never imagined that his goddess turned out to be his "daughter-in-law" when he was young.

Fortunately, something soon distracted him, and a huge tomb appeared in front of several people.

"This is the cemetery of all the villagers, after all, those people have limited energy, and those corpses have already decomposed at that time, it is good enough to be able to voluntarily help them salvage them. Zhang Jingyi said.

Han Yifan looked at the tomb like a hill in front of him, and he also had some feelings, to put it bluntly, he himself was not a very courageous person, once, he also thought that when his family was down, the difficulties and white eyes he encountered, he had already seen clearly the warmth and coldness of human feelings, but when these people finally really lay on the ground, he still felt uncomfortable, after all, they were all living people around him, they would be selfish, ruthless and indifferent, but those are alive after all, and now, they have all become corpses and are buried under this cemetery, in which there are their own teachers, their own friends, and even their own relatives。

However, it's okay this way, at least they can continue to be neighbors after they die, continue to be warm-hearted, and continue to be mean to accidents, just like their aunts.

In fact, Han Yifan still has feelings for his uncle, but he still didn't look for his body, just go, he put it in his heart when he was born, but now that he is dead, he came to pretend, which is really disgusting.

Of course, in fact, he himself will be like this, it should be said that everyone will be like this......

Sadness that cannot be escaped will be painful. When a loved one dies. Naturally, they will all be sad, although they all know, even if they cry to death, they may never know.

But still cry.

Han Yifan felt that his uncle was not a bad person, and if he lent him three guts, he couldn't do anything to kill people and set fires, but to say that he was a good person. It will inevitably be far-fetched.

A woman who has been squeezed all his life, although he is not as happy as he is for the time being, but when his brother is suffering, he does not dare to blatantly say five hundred yuan to his woman, which is really contemptible.

In Han Yifan's cognition, a good person should have this obvious character trait, but his uncle is really not worthy of praise in this aspect.

He is accustomed to living under the oppression of his own women, which is his freedom, and maybe he himself is still enjoying it.

So, let him talk to these folks. Keep being a neighbor and continue to be bullied by that woman!

But in the face of such a large tomb. There are so many people around him buried here, Han Yifan still feels suffocated for a while, that is respect for life.

Their death represents the end of the ancient city.

Happy Village, Happy River, Happy Mountain, everything is gone, and it is no longer happy.

Han Yifan knelt down silently in front of the grave, this is for his hometown, for his parents and fellow villagers.

Zhang Jingyi also knelt down.

Medusa naturally saw it clearly, and she asked Sun Shiqi very curiously: "What do they mean by kneeling like this?"

"It's them praying for the dead! Pray that they can live well in that world!" Ms. Sun said.

"It's not fun!" said Medusa.

"Maybe you think it's boring, but this is the common nature of us human beings, we humans are sitting a lot of times, things that seem to make no sense at all, and we persevere! If you want to learn human feelings, you must first understand human feelings!" Sun Shiqi naturally knew that Medusa had been trying to follow Han Yifan, and when she heard her say this, she was a little unhappy, when is the dead in China, ancient China, the supreme funeral book left behind, although no one can prove that he is really useful, but how many people can put these aside?

Back then, Zhuang Shengxiao dreamed of butterflies, and even when his wife died, he could still do Fang Ji standing on the drum and singing, I have to say that he was a great detached person, and those who became famous would naturally do some strange things.

Although it doesn't seem to matter now, we all praise him for his freedom and ease and praise for his ability to see through the world, but at that time, it is estimated that he will at least be scolded by people who know about this matter, I don't know how many times.

Of course, there is still a possibility, that is, Zhuangzi really can't stand his bad wife, and he has a junior in his heart, and Dafang dies, which is a thing worthy of beating gongs and drums.

The existence is reasonable, sometimes people are too clear about right and wrong, and when they suffer losses and take advantage, they just forget that it is because as a human being, they can do something wholeheartedly without caring about so many consequences and interests, and with a pious heart.

And these, in Medusa's world, are completely different, what is right is right, what is wrong is wrong, if it is not my friend, then it is still my enemy.

"It's a pity that there is no paper, although I don't know if you can receive it, but after all, it is a kind of heart, what if you receive it?" Han Yifan said softly.

"It's all the villagers, they don't blame us, on the contrary, it's likely that he will be proud of us, at least we haven't followed in their footsteps!" Ms. Zhang said.

Hearing this, Han Yifan suddenly asked, "Is it an ancient city, and there are only two of us who are still alive?"

"No, there are still a lot of them, but these people are very few, which is equivalent to the destruction of our ancient city. Zhang Jingyi explained.

"What you said is true?" Han Yifan stood up and asked. Although Han Yifan also had doubts in his heart, he didn't take it to heart, which was like an abnormal natural disaster, and he was caught off guard.

And Zhang Jingyi can be said to be the first villager Han Yifan has met, so he asked like this.

"It's like you and me, not all of them are alive!" Zhang Jingyi began to speak gently, for such a man, she really gave too much heart, and she couldn't get it back.

"You mean, as long as we don't come back, we won't die?" Han Yifan understood the meaning of her words.

"That's right, and besides, I met Chen Wenkui not long ago!" Ms. Zhang said.

"What, he's still alive?" Han Yifan was very surprised, he was not lightly treated by him. Of course, I also got it back later.

However, this person is still alive, which makes Han Yifan very surprised, is there really a truth in this world, good people don't live long, and disasters will last for thousands of years, this guy just can't die?

"How did you see him?" Han Yifan asked again, he was not allowed to ask Zhang Jingyi how he knew Chen Wenkui, this guy who was full of evil, he was usually arrogant and used to it, and he also controlled the buses of the entire ancient city, and no one did not know him.

"That day, I was also here in the big dung pit, he was carrying a man in black, I was hiding far away, I saw him, and I heard his voice. He shouted to the man in black!"

"Are you sure you didn't hear me wrong?" Han Yifan felt very strange, at a distance where she could hear others talking, no matter how good the other party was, it was impossible for the other party not to find out about his existence.

But Zhang Jingyi is still alive, which shows that the other party does not, which can explain a few points, one is that Zhang Jingyi lied, she couldn't see the other party at all, everything was that she was confusing everyone.

As for the other aspect, that is, the master Chen Wenkui knows is really a vegetarian, and he is an ordinary person who doesn't know how to practice.

Han Yifan would never think that Zhang Jingyi would lie to himself, which is really worthless.

Then there is another possibility, which is also the last thing Han Yifan wants to see.

"I couldn't have heard me wrong, I was hiding next to a charred tree trunk, and I don't know why, they just didn't see it!" Ms. Zhang said.

Hearing Zhang Jingyi say this, Medusa and the others smelled a smell of conspiracy.

"Let's get out of here quickly!Otherwise, it's too late, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave!" Han Yifan stood up and hurriedly said.

"Yes, let's go!"

Only Zhang Jingyi still didn't know what to ask.

"Why are you leaving?"

"Don't ask, let's go quickly, and I'll explain to you later!"

But at this moment, a cold voice suddenly interrupted them.

"Don't you think it's too late to leave at this time?" This voice is very familiar to Han Yifan, and it is Chen Wenkui's.

For this guy who almost drove himself to a dead end, he really remembers it vividly.

"Chen Wenkui, are you still alive?" Han Yifan said coldly.

"Of course I'm alive, you're still alive, why can't I live. However, after today, I'm still alive, and you're going to die! You fucking pretending to be a ghost are not lightly harming Lao Tzu!" Chen Wenkui thought of that time, Han Yifan pretended to be a ghost and fooled himself, and he felt a tightness in his chest, he was actually toyed with by a little deflated three, not to mention, and he was almost played to death.

The most important thing is that this guy is still the guy he usually looks down on the most.

Moreover, if it weren't for my lord telling me, I'm afraid I would have been in the dark for the rest of my life.

"Just you, do you think your words can come true?" Han Yifan asked. "I see, after today, I am still alive, but you Chen Wenkui will die!"

Today's Han Yifan really has no reason to forbear, so he is naturally-for-tat.

"Little brute, you can endure it! Your mouth is powerful, I just don't know if you have that capital! Be arrogant with Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will kill you now!" Chen Wenkui said through gritted teeth. (To be continued......)