Langfei: I am the younger brother of the Fudi demons

The small mountain village is still the same small mountain village, and the ancient locust tree is still the same.

When he saw all this, he felt desolate.

When the young man was captured, there were dozens of people in his party.

50 years later, only he came back alive.

Stepping into the village and looking for the thatched cottage in my memory, I encountered strange faces along the way.

It is quite similar to the ancient poem "Returning to the Hometown", "Children who don't recognize each other laugh and ask where the guest is from".

By the way, where did this return to hometown book come from?

He couldn't remember.

And when he returned to the home in his memory, what appeared in front of him was that the house was even more dilapidated.

He suppressed the palpitations in his heart and stepped into the courtyard.

In the courtyard with lush grass, only a thin and hunched figure could be seen, with gray temples.

is her?

He was stunned on the spot for a moment, and his mind was agitated.

At this time, the old woman turned her head tremblingly, her skin was red and her hair was red, and her mouth was full of only one front tooth that was crumbling.

There is no way it can be combined with the charming face under the ancient locust tree in my memory.

At this time, the old woman looked at him with difficulty with her cloudy eyes.

She was stunned at that moment, and then her eyes were full of disbelief: "Uncle! Are you...are you finally back!"

Uncle?

He was stunned again.

Isn't she his wife?

"I am the lady's maid," the old woman said.

His body froze again, and then the distant memory began to emerge.

He remembered that when he got married that day, a maid helped the bride get out of the sedan chair.

The maid was still a yellow-haired girl at that time, right?

But when we met again 50 years later, she was already a gray-haired old woman.

And because of his success in cultivation, he still maintains his youthful appearance.

Time has left no trace on his face.

correct.

What about her?

And his own parents...

The maid seemed to see what Lin Fan was thinking, and her face that was originally full of joy turned into a sigh and sigh: "My uncle is still so young, but my lady can't wait any longer."

Can't wait?

She...she's gone?

There was a sudden throbbing in his heart, and a heartbreaking pain surged up. As a great monk in the spirit transformation realm, his body couldn't stop trembling.

Only the sighing voice of the old woman came to my ears: "When my uncle was captured and taken away, the young lady served her parents. A hundred years later, the young lady fell in love with her uncle and passed away within a few years..."

Subsequently,

Under the guidance of the maid, he came to the hillside behind the house, where there were two piles of graves covered with weeds.

He stared at this scene blankly.

gone!

His blood relatives are gone.

His unmarried wife is no longer here either.

Only myself is left in this world.

What else do you want to honor your ancestors?

What do you want to return to your hometown?

In my mind, dusty memories poured out like a flood.

More fragmented images appear.

In the picture, he and a girl grew up together as childhood sweethearts.

And that face slowly became clearer.

Isn't it his wife who didn't have time to worship?

He did not expect that saying goodbye back then would mean saying goodbye forever...

He could never forget the scene of her standing under the thousand-year-old locust tree at the entrance of the village when he was arrested.

The wind blew by, causing the fiery red wedding dress to flutter, and the red hijab flying up, revealing a face that was both angry and happy.

He was extremely regretful and guilty.

But what's the use?

The old woman on the side, the maid back then, was also sighing at this moment: "When the young lady left, if I can wait until you come back, I can tell you...she has no regrets."

He stood there like a sculpture, with the wind blowing and his cheeks feeling slightly cold.

He stretched out his hand to wipe it away. They were tears!

Everything is too late.

He didn't even give her a proper wedding.

Just damn it.

Suddenly, his body froze.

No, she and I were not childhood sweethearts.

My childhood sweethearts are the five senior sisters and the village beauty Jiang Hanhan...

That’s not right. Who is Jiang Hanhan?

Who is the fifth senior sister?

I was born in the military and have never been a disciple. Where did I get a senior sister from?

He is Ling Tian.

No, I am not Ling Tian.

I am Lin Fan.

This is a dream. All this is not what I have experienced, but the life of the headless ghost general...

Lin Fan's expression began to distort and he shuddered deeply.

Also in this tangled struggle, he suddenly woke up.

Then there is a feeling that the soul is separated from the body.

He quietly looked at 'Ling Tian' standing in front of the tomb, changing from a participant in the personal experience to a bystander.

He woke up completely.

He is not Ling Tian, ​​he is Lin Fan from Earth.

There seemed to be a clear spring flowing through his mind, making his whole soul extremely clear at that moment.

Recalling the past 50 years, the experience was so real that it made him sweat.

It was so dangerous that he almost fell into it and couldn't extricate himself.

In this way, I am afraid that one day when he wakes up from his dream, it will no longer be him, Lin Fan, but Ling Tian.

Subsequently,

After Ling Tian left a sum of money that was enough for the maid to enjoy her old age, she left the mountain village without any nostalgia.

From that day on, he watched the dream in front of him continue to evolve as a bystander.

Although he was not completely awake, in the years that followed, he watched as a bystander as the other 'self' led the powerful cultivation army in continuous conquests.

The screen moved forward quickly as if a shortcut key had been pressed.

I don’t know how many years have passed like this.

until a certain moment,

The pause button was pressed on the fast-forwarding scene.

At this moment, Ling Tian in the picture was standing in the sky, covered in blood.

The ground beneath him cracked and lava rolled, just like the end of the world.

The cultivator army that had conquered all realms with him had suffered a devastating disaster, with corpses strewn all over the ground.

In front of him, powerful figures stood in the sky.

These people are all the remnants of Ling Tian's conquests and destruction.

Are you coming to your door now?

Especially the leading woman is so graceful and graceful that she looks like a fairy descending from the earth.

Astonishingly, she was the little princess of the Jiang family's ancient dynasty.

Back then, her father sacrificed her to Ling Tian in order to keep her alive.

In order to survive, she took the initiative to climb into Ling Tian's bed.

Afterwards, he spared her life.

Unexpectedly, when we meet again, she is already a true disciple of an ancient religion.

If these were just the remnants, they wouldn't be able to do anything to Ling Tian, ​​the great cultivator at the peak of transformation.

The really scary thing is the teacher behind her.

As a bystander, Lin Fan witnessed the battle of the God Transformation boss.

The power of the sky shattering and the earth shattering, and the sun and moon losing light, deeply shocked his mind.

It seems that you can hold the sun, moon and stars in your hand and cast it at will.

In the end, he watched with his own eyes as Ling Tian was beheaded under the siege of several great cultivators at the peak of their transformation into gods.

As a genius monk who reached the peak of the Divine Realm in just 50 years, he led an army to destroy the human kings in several realms, but in the end he could only fall with unwillingness and obsession.

The head protected by the flying helmet finally fell into the hands of the princess surnamed Jiang.

Lin Fan looked at the woman holding Ling Tian's head. There was hatred on her beautiful face, the joy of relief that a great revenge had been avenged, but also a hint of... reluctance and attachment...

Lin Fan couldn't tell what kind of expression it was.

He still wanted to see, but at this moment, the princess surnamed Jiang seemed to sense something and looked at it with sharp eyes.

It's like you can see through the void.

At that moment, as a bystander, 'Lin Fan''s eyes widened. The next moment, he felt that the picture in front of him was distorted and blurred, and then he woke up completely.

When the scene in front of him solidified again, he saw the old monk with a bitter look on his face and the nervous Miss Broken Sword in front of him.

And Su Yan, who is still wearing a fiery red wedding dress...