Siheyuan: Living in the People's Community, with a Heart for the Red Star

Lao Yang's mind was in chaos and his consciousness exploded. A large number of illegal clips invaded Lao Yang's sea of ​​consciousness.

Outside the body, Squidward coiled on his chest, constantly destroying his body. As Squidward's tentacles broke through the flesh and entered Lao Yang's body, the flesh that felt the crisis slowly became illusory and distorted.

After eating Lao Yang's flesh and blood, Squidward became unusually active and began to dissolve Lao Yang's flesh and blood.

Suddenly, a huge image appeared in Lao Yang's sea of ​​consciousness, overlooking Lao Yang's sea of ​​consciousness and making a magnificent voice.

"The host is in a serious crisis. Begin protective initialization of the host..."

Old Yang was seen emitting a strange white light all over his body, and the psychedelic octopus was instantly swept by the white light and disappeared without a trace. Old Yang's body also quickly became transparent and distorted, and finally disappeared on the spot, leaving only the remains of the octopus's nest.

Not long after Lao Yang's body disappeared, the surrounding seawater twisted and a yellow-faced man appeared. If Qingniu, Daji and others were here, they would definitely recognize him as Jiang, the leader of the Wanfa Sect.

Jiang Jiaozhu came to the pile of rocks and split them open with a casual blow, revealing a human-shaped groove inside. Jiang Jiaozhu's face froze, and then he sat cross-legged on the rocks, began to chant spells, and calculated quickly with his fingers.

Slowly, a trace of the secret was revealed and was spied on by Jiang Jiaozhu. But suddenly, he felt a palpitation, his calculation was interrupted, and a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, floating around with the sea water.

Master Jiang immediately stood up, his body twisted and disappeared into the sea!

It seemed that he just spit out a mouthful of blood, but in fact, he was seriously injured and needed to retreat to recover. It would take at least a year or two to recover! However, the injury was nothing compared to the fear in his heart. The fact that he suffered such a serious backlash also showed that the old Yang who had been hiding here before was not a simple person, and he was not someone he could provoke at will.

Jiang Jiaozhu was also full of helplessness. When he first came to this planet, many gods were also high and mighty, and looked down on the natives on the planet. After fighting with other alien races, the number of both sides dropped sharply, leaving only a few people. In the end, there was a disagreement among the gods, and they split into two! This group of them cooperated with the alien races to survive together.

Unfortunately, as time went by, the energy could not be replenished, and slowly everyone's realm was declining, and they were unable to fly away from the planet. And as time went by, the situation became more and more serious!

The spirit of the temple disappeared without a trace after coming to Earth, and only a simple main brain was maintaining the operation of the entire temple. They did not recognize their authority at all, and restricted their freedom to enter and exit the temple. They could only take advantage of the problems in the temple to escape from the temple together with some people, and hide in the temple to survive.

Although the Wanfa Sect can control the economic lifelines and family leaders of most countries on the earth, it cannot erase the worries in their hearts, and worldly wealth cannot fill their fear of death.

When the Wanfa Sect left the temple, they were ambitious to rule over the human beings on Earth, collect resources and build new spaceships to leave Earth. Unfortunately, ideals are full, but reality is skinny!

It's not that the Wanfa Sect had never unified the planet, but in the end they were desperate because there was no material on the entire planet to build a spaceship. In the end they had to place their hopes on the temple, hoping that after the temple fell into stagnation, they could take out the main brain and re-edit it, and then drive the temple back to the kingdom of the gods.

Unfortunately, a variable suddenly appeared, that is, the existence of Lao Yang.

The Yellow-Faced Leader Jiang also had a great name in history. He was Jiang Shang, also known by the Taoist name Feixiong, Jiang Ziya. It was also Jiang Ziya who rode a green bull out of the pass that year. It’s just that a long time has passed and the legends have been distorted beyond recognition.

When Jiang Jiaozhu returned to the sect, he immediately issued a teaching order, notifying Qingniu, Daji and others to slow down their pursuit of Lao Yang and hide to observe and wait for orders. After that, he left the main hall of the Wanfa Sect in a flash. No one knew where he went, and he was the only one who knew and felt relieved!

Just after the Spring Festival in February 1973, in the west wing of the front yard of the courtyard at No. 95 Tongluoguxiang, Kyoto.

The family of three who rented Lao Yang's courtyard were celebrating the New Year in their hometown in Northeast China. They had not returned yet, so the door of the house was closed and the courtyard gate was locked.

In the room on the south side of the west wing, the space suddenly twisted, and Lao Yang's body suddenly appeared in the room and fell on the cold ground.

There was a thumb-sized hole on Lao Yang's chest, with lavender blood flowing out. Before it flowed to the ground, it dissipated in the air. As the blood slowly turned red, the wound also healed quickly, and soon it returned to its original state, smooth and tight without a trace of scars.

Although the wounds had healed, Lao Yang was still unconscious. The illusions in Lao Yang's mind had completely disappeared, and he was in silence...

After an unknown amount of time, Lao Yang's body slowly warmed up, his heartbeat in his chest gradually quickened, and his right index finger gently moved.

Old Yang was instantly awakened by the sound of firecrackers outside the door. He sat up from the ground, his muscles tensed instantly, and he looked around vigilantly.

After realizing that the room was empty and sitting on the floor, he breathed a sigh of relief. His muscles instantly relaxed and he tried to stand up holding onto the stool beside him.

Lao Yang put his hand on the stool and exerted a little force. Then he heard a "crack" and the stool broke into two pieces.

Old Yang's muscles instantly tensed up and he jumped up, frowning as he looked at the broken bench on the ground. He picked up the two benches and examined them carefully, and found that they were indeed solid wood benches. The uneven fracture confirmed that it was a new fracture, and there was definitely no crack before.

Confused, Lao Yang threw down a bench, held the half of the bench with both hands and exerted a little force, and the bench broke into two again with a snap! Lao Yang was shocked at the time. When did he have such a magical power? Could this bench be a prop for filming?

Old Yang subconsciously looked around, but didn't find any electrical equipment or cameras. He didn't know what to think, and waved his hands in the air twice, but didn't feel anything unusual.

I tapped the Eight Immortals Table lightly with my left hand. With a crisp click, a piece of the table's wood board broke and the edge of the table also shattered. Fortunately, the quality of the wooden table was good enough and it did not fall over.

Old Yang then looked at his hands happily. He now had divine power. It was just around the corner for him to get promoted, get rich, and marry a rich and beautiful woman! After the excitement, he began to observe the surrounding environment.

This is a slightly old house with no decoration aesthetics. There is nothing in the house, only two cabinets, an eight-person table, two stools, a single bed, a washbasin stand next to the door, and a portrait of a great man hanging on the west wall. The floor is paved with blue bricks, and the roof is not sealed, just a beam frame, and you can see the diagonal purlins.

Old Yang thought about it carefully, but he still couldn't figure out how he came to such a house. He only remembered that he was lying on his bed at home writing a novel, and he must have fallen asleep, and woke up here!

Did I travel through time?