Wind back to the farm

When the warm yellow street lamps were turned off one by one, and the sporadic birdsong disappeared, the Daji Ridge under the moonlight was even more peaceful and peaceful.

39 South Street.

Shanxia and Qiuxia were lying on the left and right at the door of the second door, eyes slightly closed, and snoring softly, a petite and charming little fox was lying on Shanxia's side, and a round and cute little fat pig was curled up beside Tangxia. The two cubs also closed their eyes, sleeping peacefully and delicately.

In the bird's nest on the old tree, an oriole and a turtledove, head to head, slept very peacefully.

In the east suite, grandma was already fast asleep with a big soft shawl wrapped around her shoulders, leaning against a soft pillow, and holding an open book in her hand.

The grandfather next to him is sleeping in a normal posture, but he is holding a mobile phone in his left hand.

In the west suite, on the beautiful big bed, a chubby bird is sleeping soundly in the center of the pillow.

In the West Wing, Li Chen and his grandfather are almost identical, except for the mobile phone they hold in their hands.

There was a chubby little man between Li Qu and Su Xing, and the three of them still had faint smiles on their faces in their sleep.

In the East Wing, uncle and aunt are in the same position as grandma, half lying down, holding a ledger in each hand, falling asleep soundly.

At this time, if a normal person comes, he will not feel any abnormality when he sees everything in this house. If it is a god from Yuji Mountain, he will immediately restrain all his thoughts, let himself fall into a deep sleep, and absorb as much as possible of the incomparable beauty. The supernatural power condenses one's own spiritual consciousness and soul.

Bird Garden is also very quiet.

Finally out of everyone's sight, Shen Jiuzhou who rushed back just sat there, fell asleep with his back against Zhu Yanshu, and beside him was sleeping Shen Houren with a aunt in his arms.

Wenyan and Qilang nestled on the crow's breath tree—that is, on the Ruomu—and slept very soundly in the form of miniature gods.

Under the wings of the two divine birds, each has a child, Zhong Chunqiu who is still in the form of a child, and Rabin who has grown into a handsome boy.

Under the hibiscus tree with whirling branches like countless golden stars, Xiao Zhi held a scroll in his left hand and bent his right leg, sitting casually but infinitely gracefully on the grass, with Yi Mian, Huai Jiang, Gong Bao and Aluofu on both sides.

In front of their eyes, several different dynamic pictures were displayed at the same time:

The north entrance of the farm.

Long Shuansong, Long Yuhai, Li Baokun, and Li Chao were crying with Long Lin, Long Sihai, Li Daqing and other older villagers from Qinglong Town under the thatched shed in the free parking lot. , Telling about the helplessness of abandoning the family back then and the expectation of the fallen leaves returning to their roots.

Long Sihai looked distressed, Long Lin and Li Daqing lowered their eyes and remained silent, their expressions indifferent.

Lu Jianian, Gao Fengxiang and several young people sat beside them with sneering faces.

Ancient Blind Ridge.

Sitting under the osmanthus tree in the yard, Ge Liao sneered towards the direction of the north gate while eating supper: "You can't go to the soft grinder if you are hard, old things have a lot of tricks, but you just use the banners to ruin our boss." You have thousands of miles of reputation, how many eye drops you have, just use it, it will let you enter the farm, and I will hatch eggs for Zhu Yan to raise a son."

A desolate mountain in the depths of Yanhu Mountain in the western suburbs of the capital.

Zhu Yan turned into a wild boar-sized bird, and was going crazy. He flew up tens of meters, and then swooped down shouting "Zhu, Zhu, Zhu", and hit himself on the top of the mountain. The stone on the top of the mountain had been crushed. He shattered the ground, and the vegetation that was not considered lush was scattered.

Zhu Yan was exhausted and stopped flying, so he just jumped on the spot: "I want to go back to the farm, back to the farm, back to the farm."

"I don't want to guard an old and scumbag human race by myself and be a son and a grandson."

"I want to go back to the farm, back to the farm, back to the farm..."

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Yi Mian let out a "tsk", and asked Xiao Zhi: "Master Bai, Zhu Yan is not really mad with anger, is he?"

"I can't be crazy." Xiao Zhi said, "I have been locked up by Nuwa in the Forgotten Land for hundreds of thousands of years and I haven't been crazy. His spirit is very strong."

Most of Yi Mian's memories of being the God of the Blue Bird have not been recovered. Now she doesn't remember at all that Nuwa refined the leftover five-colored stone into an independent space and collected the lost land into it, and Nuwa put it into a separate space. The matter of Zhu Yan being sealed in the Forgotten Realm, her memories of the chaotic world are basically what Xiao Zhi told her in the past few years.

Yi Mian said, "Oh, he's just pretending now, right?"

Xiao Zhi said: "Basically, he knows that we will pay attention to him, but he is not sure when we will watch him."

Yi Mian scolded, "You're a slippery head."

Gongbao and Huaijiang focused on another scene at this time: a small village sandwiched between two mountain peaks, dozens of men and women, old and young, were happily coaxing a large herd of cows and donkeys onto several large trucks.

The cows are more docile, and they line up to get on the cart. The donkeys seem reluctant, walking slowly, and looking at the people next to them from time to time.

A man with mediocre facial features stroked a little black donkey that refused to get into the cart and said: "Other donkeys are not qualified even if they try their best. You are only two years old and you have the opportunity to go back to the farm. You should be happy. Hurry up!" don't be stubborn"

The little donkey rubbed its head against the man's face.

"Little Heihei, are you scared?" The man said to the little donkey with a full face of love, "Don't be afraid, Lianlian and I will go with you. invitation."

Xiao Heihei tilted his head to look at the middle-aged man, then kicked his hind legs and jumped onto the truck.

Aluofu looked at Xiao Zhi: "Master Bai, I don't think there is any obstacle for Fu An to communicate with these little spirit beasts. Is it true that he can't recover his memory at all?"

Xiao Zhi said: "He and the people of Luofeng Village have too little divine power left. It is already the limit for the spirit beasts to understand what he said. It is basically impossible to restore the memory."

Huaijiang turned to look at Aluofu: "After they come, you must not mention that they have residual divine power."

A Luofu said: "I'm not short-sighted, why mention this?"

Thousands of years ago, Xiao Zhi sensed the remnants of Chaos Gods awakening in Luofeng Village, so he set up a formation in Luofeng Village, leaving a little bit of his chaotic power to nourish the souls of Luofeng Village people.

Years later, he asked Huaijiang to pretend to be a free traveler and provide some suggestions for Luofeng Village to get rid of isolation and poverty.

In recent years, Huaijiang has dealt with people in Luofeng Village more often, and he has developed feelings. He knows that many people in Luofeng Village also yearn for Fenghui Farm. Batch come to the farm for a few days.

Li Xia agreed to Huaijiang's request very simply, and asked Huaijiang to find a suitable area in the farm. People from Luofeng Village can live there for a long time. It is best to isolate the place from other tourists, otherwise, in case other tourists find it, it is difficult for the farm to explain.

Huaijiang chose the west side of Qixia Ridge, which is far away from the normal tourist area, and no one has ever set foot there. There are relatively more fruit trees here, and the fruits can meet the daily needs of the people of Luofeng Village, so there is no need to give them separately.

There are about 100 people in Luofeng Village after the autumn harvest every year. In the coming spring, it is time to get busy in the fields before leaving.

As the head of the village, Fu An yearned for Fenghui's return to the farm very much, but he ranked himself in the last batch. Even though there was only a little bit of divine power left, the peaceful and non-controversial divinity of the God of Fu and Kite did not change.

For the [-] special tourists who prayed for Qi Xiuxian this time, Huaijiang demarcated the area around the area where the people of Luofeng Village lived in turn. He built dozens more courtyards for the people of Luofeng Village, just enough to accommodate these special tourists, not enough Yes, he joined forces with Shen Jiuzhou, Shen Houren, and Gong Bao, and it was done in one night.

The last batch of one hundred Luofeng Villagers who came to the farm just left last week, and the group led by Fu An set off today, bringing along with them the fifth batch of animal employees booked by the farm last year.

In addition to Fu An, there are more than 30 people in Luofeng Village who were reincarnated from chaotic gods who had completely lost their memory. Because there is too little divine power remaining, they will never be able to recover their memory, and it is even impossible for them to shrink back to their original form.

But the human race is very envious of the ability of gods. If they know that they are gods with amnesia, Li Xia and Xiao Zhi are worried that they will have inappropriate thoughts, so Huaijiang asked those who know about it not to disclose it to A native of Luofeng Village.

Huaijiang is not worried about others, but Aluofu, the god who has lost most of his memory and divine power, has completely lost the aloofness of the chaotic period, and has become a chatterbox, and he often can't control his mouth when it comes to serious things .

Gongbao knew Aluofu very well, so he glanced at him and said, "Now the gods are declining, and the law of heaven is not against us, allowing the power of chaos to escape in the universe. If you talk nonsense and cause trouble for the boss, I just have a reason to swallow you. Replenish yourself with some divine power."

"It's a good idea." Aluofu stood up, "I won't play with you anymore, I'm going to watch those shameless human races play, I can't feel it from such a distance."

After speaking, Aluofu turned into a bright red bird and flew away.

Gong Bao looked at Xiao Zhi worriedly: "What if those human races keep guarding the gate of our farm like this?"

Xiao Zhi said: "Ge Lao will not let them be so comfortable all the time."

Gong Bao wanted to ask another question, but found that Xiao Zhi's expression changed slightly, so he stopped talking.

Yi Mian and Huai Jiang also noticed the change in Xiao Zhi, and at the same time looked at him with questioning eyes.

With a swipe of Xiao Zhi's finger, the pictures just now dissipated and another picture appeared.

A thick black-gray fog filled the sky and the earth. The land was vast and boundless, and at the same time it was extremely desolate. The strong wind rolled up dust and gravel, circling and rolling wantonly between the sky and the earth.

What Xiao Zhi showed was obviously just a silent picture, but several people seemed to be able to hear the sharp whistling sound, passing by them as if it had substance.

On the vast and desolate, vast and boundless wasteland, two small black spots appeared far away.

No, it's three little black dots, and there's one more in the sky.

The black spots gradually approached and became clearer. The two next to each other were two people. Their faces were rough and their eyes were full of panic. Among them, the relatively short human had long hair hanging down to his knees, which just covered her. Naked Body.

The relatively tall and strong human had messy hair draped over his shoulders, and his brown body was naked like that. The two of them walked forward, and their movement was almost invisible in the vast and boundless wilderness.

A huge black-gray mist suddenly fell from the sky and hit the two human races.

The two human races didn't know it at all, and they were still walking forward with their heads bowed.

The black spot in the sky swooped down at an incredible speed, and opened its inconceivably long white beak, tearing off two-thirds of the black mist at once.

Most of the torn black mist was swallowed by the big blue bird, and a few scattered in the air, quickly gathered with the remaining black mist, turned into a huge beast's mouth, and rushed towards the blue bird.

The blue bird's wings cut across the big mouth like a sharp blade, splitting the big mouth into several large pieces of black mist, and the blue bird's sharp beak swallowed three of them in an instant...

"Great God of Blue Bird?" Both Huai Jiang and Gong Bao looked at Xiao Zhi in surprise, then at Yi Mian, and then at Xiao Zhi, "Is this the memory of God of Blue Bird, or..."

"It's not my memory." Yi Mian said.

"Qi Xiuxian's dream." Xiao Zhi said, his voice was as calm as ever and a little indifferent.

"Qi Xiuxian? He, he, he found some memory?" Gong Bao was shocked and excited, "Master Bai, didn't you say that Nuwa's fragments are too small, Qi Xiuxian can't restore the memory?"

"I'm even more surprised than you guys," Xiao Zhi said with a smile on his lips, "but I like this surprise."

After pausing for a moment, he said again: "This is the happiest and proudest moment in my memory."

Several people stared at Xiao Zhi closely, waiting for him to continue.

Xiao Zhi closed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up, as if he was carefully recalling a particularly pleasant memory.

After coming over for about a stick of incense, Xiao Zhicai said: "Flower fans, come to Bird Garden."

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