The Farming Life of the God of Time Traveling

Song Qishu was carrying a burden on his back, and was about to argue with Old Man Li about whether to leave at dawn, when he heard this voice, he was terrified, thinking that there was something wrong with his mind.

But after listening carefully, he found that the sound came from his own pile of nails.

Seeing that he stopped arguing with him, old man Li followed him obediently, and looked back in surprise.

"Old man Li, do you think I'm hallucinating?" He somehow heard Xiao Yun's voice who should be thousands of miles away.

Old Man Li snorted coldly, and mocked mercilessly, "Your brain is flooded, hallucinations are not normal."

Then Song Qishu heard a voice coming from inside, "It's me..."

He woke up in an instant, this was not a hallucination, it was real, but why did Xiao Yun's voice come out of the armor plate?

Xiao Shizi explained to him the reason why he got the stone, and asked Song Qishu to remember to ask Li Banxian what was going on when he was free.

Song Qishu agreed, but still asked quickly, "How are you doing in the capital? Isn't your uncle picking you up?"

Xiao Yun didn't expect him to ask this, and suddenly didn't know how to answer, how much does this person know about him...

"Sir?"

Xiao Yun sighed, and her tone became more relaxed, "I was not very reserved in my house before, but now I am so presumptuous, and I don't even have an honorific when I talk to my son."

Hehe...Fortunately, he was still worried about whether this person would be in trouble in the capital, so he just threw his face away.

But he sighed when he thought of the group of cronies and friends in reality, probably Xiao Yun was his only friend here.

"Brother, why bother to be brothers, today the princes will be tomorrow's poor peasants, when the world doesn't revolve around anyone, I really think you are a buddy to say this, don't get stuck in the mud, I can't hold you back .”

Xiao Shizi smiled, "Brother? Where did you learn the words? It's weird. I'm fine in the capital. This time I came to the temple to pray for my uncle. What are you worrying about?"

Song Qishu seemed to be choking, he said something and turned around, put away his nails, and pulled the sleeve of Li Banxian who was about to fool him out.

Li Banxian finally watched him go out as quietly and obediently as a chicken, but was suddenly pulled back and turned his head to see that this kid was about to go back with a guilty conscience.

"Stop! What are you doing, this village is going to disappear soon." Old man Li shouted resentfully.

Song Qishu wanted to explain, but a hand appeared behind him and grabbed him.

Xiaohua and Erwa stood behind him with gloomy eyes. Although they couldn't reach him, they still wrapped an unknown rope around his neck, bound him tightly, and drew red marks on his neck.

Song Qishu raised his head just enough to see the taunting emotions of the two. It was too much of a scumbag to be controlled by two children. He struggled desperately but couldn't break free, so he could only turn to Li Banxian for help.

Li Banxian dragged him back with a dark face, and when the two children saw that the person they really wanted to find made a move, the blue-faced and fangs rushed forward.

Bai Ze didn't know where he came from, and watched the big show, standing next to Song Qishu, tsk-tsk loudly, "Look, I'm smart enough to run far and hide fast, or I'll probably be caught me."

Song Qishu wanted to beat him, but he couldn't beat him, so he could only bear it. He gritted his teeth and said, "That's amazing, so where did you go early in the morning? I thought you were still in the village."

"Of course I'm running away. These spirits are very vicious. If you want to leave, they will have to go all out to find someone to feed them. Of course I don't want to die early...Wait, are you coming in to find me?" Bai Ze patted his forehead in disbelief, didn't this person hate himself, and even worried about whether he stayed in it.

Song Qishu twitched the corner of his mouth, "What a terrible thought."

Turning these people into a puff of green smoke, Li Banxian clapped his hands, picked up the fortune-telling banner, and gave the two people a supercilious look.

"Okay, let's go."

Song Qishu asked hesitantly, "Then where will they go?"

If it was normal, no matter who it was, Li Banxian would not explain it, but thinking that the other party was his only apprentice, and the inheritance of the mantle depended on him alone, he couldn't help but let go.

"There was a plague here back then, and no one in the village was spared. Now they are considered detached, and they have been reincarnated, which can be regarded as satisfying their desire to be human."

Hearing this, Song Qishu nodded. This was a happy ending, and it was better than allowing them to harm others.

But thinking of Xiao Yun's sound transmission just now, he was tangled in his heart, and asked directly, "Old man, is this the only black stone you gave me? Wouldn't anyone else have it?"

When people are guilty, their eyes will be erratic, but Li Banxian's habit is to squint, so when Song Qishu heard him say no, he subconsciously retorted, "Can you calm down when you lie, you will be seen through every time. .”

Li Banxian stroked his beard, a little unsure why this apprentice suddenly asked this matter, this piece of armor was passed down from generation to generation, from his master to him, and he handed over Song Qishu's share, he His master once said that their sect was too heaven-defying, and that they would not be able to survive three generations. When he confirmed that the inheritance ended with Song Qishu, he made up his mind to teach the best disciples. It can be regarded as a way to win him, he is extremely talented, and he can learn things without a teacher, which makes him doubt life.

So he did hide a little bit about the first film, he felt that now is not the time to let Song Qishu know about it, he has to talk about the time for everything, and it is difficult for him to do it before the time comes.

"Apprentice, if it's really not your master, I won't say it. You can't say it now. What do you think we are standing here? Go out first, go out first, and we have something to talk about slowly after we go out."

For the first time, Li Banxian was troubled, and even took a sip of the hookah. Song Qishu saw that the other party was in a hurry, and began to reflect on whether he really didn't respect his teacher very much. Poor,

The moment the three of them passed the stele, the small square world of the village behind also began to collapse, and large pieces began to fall off until they turned into dust in the sun. Now that the barrier disappeared, the power that originally separated the outside world from here also followed. Disappeared, the bustling noise broke through the boundaries, bringing a trace of popularity in the distance.

This is also the only way to pass. Occasionally, there are hawkers passing by. Seeing that the three people are not dressed in shabby clothes, and they don’t look like poor people, they just stood in the middle of the road and asked curiously. .

"You three, what are you doing here? What's there to see?" He carried some leftover vegetables in his burden, and he planned to go back and ask his wife to make soup, and because he was really curious, he stretched his neck towards the place where they were. He looked at the direction.

Isn't there a famous mass grave there? It is said that there used to be a plague-stricken village. He passed by every day. He had walked this road for more than ten years at least, and he was tired of looking at it, but what were these three people looking at?Talking about.

It was in broad daylight that he felt goosebumps all over his body for no reason. He touched his arms. Seeing that people didn't even answer him, he secretly thought that he had run into a ghost, and continued to walk back with the burden. He was still hungry.