Yu Hongchen

350 years ago, the demon clan invaded Xiya Mountain, the demon king and the demon queen died in battle, and the demon clan disappeared from the world. Going to Qiushuimen, he had a disagreement with his Taoist companion Wu Nian, and left angrily, disappearing from the world.

Where did Nan Xing go?

Is the child in his arms really himself?

In fact, everything is clear.

He was shocked at first, but was replaced by greater joy. He couldn't help but want to go back to Qiushuimen now, and share the truth he discovered with Senior Brother Shang: "I want to go back! I want to go back now! No matter what, I must Tell Brother Shang!"

Unable to suppress the excitement in his heart, he stuffed the Yuetian Stone into his arms, rolled his eyes, saw the withering herb in his hand, calmed down a little, and thought: "Send the herb to Brother Fu first, and follow Brother Fu by the way." bid farewell."

He plucked all the herbs from the ground, randomly gathered them in his palms, ran out of the house, and rushed to the small wooden house at the back of Zhoujia Village.

Dou flashed into Fu Changning's room, and saw him lying on the bed he had just been lying on, coughing non-stop.

Xie Liuchen wiped off the sweat on his face, panting, "Brother Fu, I'm here to say goodbye to you, I'm going home!"

Fu Changning asked in surprise, "Brother Xie Xian is leaving?"

Xie Liuchen said: "I have a very important thing to do, I'm leaving now!" Seeing that Fu Changning's face turned completely pale, he hurriedly explained: "Don't worry, I will come back to see you often in the future!"

Fu Changning managed to stop his coughing, and said intermittently: "Xie Xiandi, now there are only two of us in Zhou Family Village, do you have the heart to abandon me?"

His pale appearance was really pitiful, Xie Liuchen immediately didn't know what to say, and said, "I... I will be back..."

Fu Changning said: "Brother is sick again, and there is really no one to accompany him, can my brother stay with you for a while longer?"

"But……"

"Wait until the end of spring is over and my brother's health has improved a lot before you leave, okay?"

Of course Xie Liuchen was unwilling, but seeing Fu Changning's pleading eyes, his heart softened, and he finally agreed to him reluctantly: "Well, I'll leave next month. I'll go and make medicine for you first."

He took the herbs he picked to decoct the medicine, but he was depressed and never calmed down. After Fu Changning drank the medicine and lay down, he closed the wooden door again and returned to his home sadly.

A few days later, Fu Changning's condition really improved.Seeing that he was restless, he proposed to drink again.The two went to the restaurant in the city again.

Xie Liuchen got drunk again, and when Fu Changning brought him back to Zhoujia Village, he was already unconscious.Fu Changning put him on the bed, said "Xie Xiandi, take a good rest", then closed the door and left.

He lay on the bed in a daze, his whole body was hot and cold, as if he was in the clouds, weak and powerless, thousands of voices were calling him in his ears, he wanted to answer, but he couldn't open his eyes no matter what. open your eyes.

As in the past, he had a not-so-good dream, and the inescapable nightmare trapped him heavily, making it impossible for him to escape.

This sleep was very long, and when he woke up again, the sky had just turned bright, and there were voices outside the door one after another.

He wondered inexplicably, "Is there anyone else in Zhou Family Village?"

Without thinking about it, he sat up and stretched his waist. The strange thing was that his back was sore and he couldn't straighten up at all.After finally waiting for his muscles to relax, he walked to the door and pushed it open, but the scene in front of him suddenly woke him up.

The firewood in the yard is rotting, covered with moss and cobwebs, as if no one has lived in it for decades.

He got out of the yard inexplicably, and everything he saw was even more strange.Everything in Zhoujia Village is completely different from yesterday. The low earthen houses of the past are all gone and replaced with brand new tile-roofed houses. Several children were playing on the road. When they saw him coming out, they screamed at the same time: "There is a ghost!" ah--"

Xie Liuchen was even more taken aback. After the incident with Qiu'er and his daughter, the Zhou Family Village was already empty. Why did so many people come?

An increasingly uneasy feeling enveloped him, he walked towards the children and asked in a soft voice, "Where did you come from?"

Those few children hid under a big tree, hugged each other tightly, stared at him with seven or eight eyes vigilantly, but didn't speak, Xie Liuchen took another step forward, and an old voice sounded behind his ears: "Are you who?"

Xie Liuchen turned around and saw an old man with white hair and hunchback standing beside the road, leaning on a cane, staring at him.

Seeing an elder come forward, several children shouted "Grandpa, Grandpa" and ran to hide behind the old man.

The old man asked again: "Who are you and what are you doing in our village?"

Xie Liuchen scratched his head and said, "Isn't this Zhou Family Village? Who are you?"

The old man said hesitantly: "I have lived in Anle Village for 50 years, and I have never heard of Zhoujia Village and Lijia Village. Outsiders are not welcome in our village, so I advise you to leave quickly!"

Xie Liuchen lost his voice and said, "Anle Village? 50 years?" He looked around, and there were mountains in the distance, and the mist curled up. It was exactly the same as in the past. How could this not be Zhoujia Village?

However, the strange faces standing in front of him, the completely changed houses, and the loud singing of the villagers in the distance all told him clearly that this is not Zhoujia Village.

Everything that belongs to nature has not changed, but everything that belongs to man has changed.

He just felt that he was trapped in an unknown illusion. He was clearly in the real world, but everything in front of him was so weird that it could not be described by common sense.

But the old man was threatening: "You still don't understand? Get out! When the young people in the village come back, you will be tied up!"

But Xie Liuchen couldn't listen anymore. The most likely reason for this situation is that - 50 years have passed since the day he fell asleep.

His ears were buzzing, and he sat slumped in front of the door, thinking to himself: "I have slept for 50 years, and I have slept for 50 years in one sleep? How could I not be conscious at all?"

His fingers trembled, and he suddenly thought: "What about Brother Fu? Where did Brother Fu go?"

Thinking of this, he stood up again with a loud bang, and rushed to Fu Changning's cabin on the back mountain.

The old man comforted the children behind him, and those children told him: "Grandpa, this man came out of that room."

The old man froze for a moment, turned around slowly, looked at the room with the courtyard door wide open, and murmured: "It's strange, that house has long since become an abandoned house, how could this person emerge from here?" ?”

Xie Liuchen was sweating profusely. Facing the early morning light, he ran to Fu Changning's cabin. From a distance, he saw that the vermilion lacquered wooden cabin was only a few pieces of rotten wood, which was covered with signs of years of erosion. no deposit.

At the right rear of the remains of the wooden house, there is a wooden board obliquely inserted, with five mottled and peeling characters written crookedly on it: "Tomb of Fu Changning".

Fu Changning is dead.

Xie Liuchen felt even more terrified as if struck by lightning. Why did he sleep for 50 years after only drinking a few jars of wine?

Is there something wrong with those wines?

He tried his best to control the panic in his heart, tremblingly sacrificed his Xiu Ming sword, and quickly flew to the restaurant in the city, thinking in his heart, he must find out the problem with those wines, and he must ask clearly!

The cultivation base is still there, and he teleports only in body shape, and he came to the city in an instant.He stumbled and retracted his sword, ran towards the restaurant, and passed by countless people.All living beings come and go, everyone has a vague face, it seems that everyone has seen it 50 years ago, and it seems to be a brand new face.

He turned the third street and finally saw the familiar road and building. His heart beat faster and faster. When he finally turned the corner and saw the familiar stone road, his frantic footsteps suddenly stopped. The whole person stood stiffly by the roadside.

The door of the restaurant that I just set foot on yesterday, but today there is a piece of yellow silk cloth - "Huangji Rice Shop".

The restaurant, which used to be bustling with people, has now changed its appearance and become a rice shop.

He quietly stood on the corner of the street, feeling dizzy in his head, inexplicably remembering that after drinking a few days ago, Fu Changning told him that he was weak and might not live to be 50 years old.

So did he die of old age or sickness?

Human life is so short.

What about Brother Shang?

Did he also wait for himself for 50 years?

I feel that I have never experienced such a moment of fear in my life, even when I killed Qi Huan by mistake and caused Feng Guiyun to die.

He firmly held down the madly beating heart in his chest, sacrificed the Xiuming sword, and walked away with the sword swaying away.

The target is Qiushuimen.

This time it took only two hours, and I saw the familiar plain under my feet, and a group of monks.He thought, fortunately, Qiushuimen is still there, and nothing has changed.

As he got closer to the Qiushui Gate, his heart beat faster and faster. After quietly landing in the stone forest in front of the Qiushui Gate, he took a few breaths and gradually calmed down.

He swallowed a mouthful of body fluid, walked out of the stone forest softly, saw a figure sitting on the stone in front of the door, couldn't help it anymore, choked up and called out: "Senior brother Shang——"

Hearing his voice, the man's back froze slightly, and then slowly turned around: "Thank you... Junior Brother?"