man returning from hell

Chapter 351 Xiaocun, Husband and Wife, Old Man, Yellow Tower
When the elders of Bing Dao Sect guessed Lin Dongsheng's identity, some people also guessed a little bit.

After all, with his existence, especially when Lin Tang was at the end, no one paid any attention to him and just said a few words to him.

In this situation, who can not care?

After checking, there are some facts that I can't hide anymore!
Huaxia, somewhere in the depths of the Taihang Mountains.

The deep and narrow Taihang Mountain has always been an existence that few people want to go deep into, even in this era of revival of aura!
It's not just because there are so many dangers in the forest.

It's also because this Taihang Mountain is a bit special, once you enter, you will often encounter some supernatural events similar to ghosts hitting the wall.

At first, you may have thought it was a formation, but when the masters of the formation failed without knowing it, no one would want to set foot here!
Therefore, this place is like a paradise. In this noisy world, there is a rare quietness.

It's just that no one thought that in such a deep mountain, passing through dense forests, a small village full of leisure and tranquility would appear here and here.

In the evening in the mountain village, when the sunset glow fades, the sky and the earth turn into silver gray.

The milky white cooking smoke blends with the gray twilight, as if covering the walls, ridges, tree tops and street entrances with a thin layer of cellophane, making them faintly visible and floating, creating a somewhat magical atmosphere.

The small midges became active, buzzing and whirling in clusters.

The cuckoo was singing hoarsely in the woods by the river.

Above the field, a few men in coarse linen clothes were working in the field. When the sun was setting, women shouted from time to time in the village, and it was a joyous experience!
Of course, if there wasn’t the scene in the field where they were several meters tall, but were being chased like dogs by children who looked only five or six years old, shivering and running away from grievances, This small village may be described as ordinary.

Next to such an ordinary and not ordinary village, there is a small hill that is out of place.

There are no buildings on the hill, only a small khaki pagoda that is too ordinary to be found in the ordinary. The tower is not high, six layers, and very simple. A sense of age.

Under the small khaki tower.

Two old men, a man and a woman with gray hair and full of gullies, lay leisurely on the recliner, rocking gently, looking at the working villagers below, with kind smiles on their faces.

Especially when every man, child, and woman who stopped by the small hill and bowed respectfully to this place after returning from work, the smiles on their faces became more kind.

"It's all, a group of good kids!"

"Yeah, they're all good kids!"

Hearing the old woman's words, the old man smiled and stroked his beard, with a satisfied look on his face. They watched this group of children grow up. After so many years, everything has changed, but this group of children is still nothing. Variety.

Their hearts are always here, to accompany old men like them to endure loneliness and stay away from the turmoil of the outside world, how can they not be good children!

"Be careful……"

At this time, a mill in a small village collapsed suddenly, and a large area of ​​the wall suddenly collapsed, and a three or four-year-old child who was just learning to speak was about to be buried under the wall.

At this moment, a woman who seemed to be in her 40s appeared directly in front of the child without any warning, her hand was pushed out, and the wall that had fallen down seemed to be resisted by some invisible force , unexpectedly stopped at ninety degrees.

The child turned his head and sucked his fingers, obviously not understanding what happened.

The young woman smiled and rubbed the child's head: "Go, go home!"

Only then did the child giggle, twist his clumsy little feet and leave.

Looking at the leaving child, the young woman was looking at the corner of the wall behind her, looking at the entire dilapidated mill, sighed, and waved her hand...

"Boom!"

Under this wave, the whole mill was uprooted and flew towards the dense forest. When it flew into the air, it exploded and turned into dust and dissipated!
"how?"

A man appeared, looked at this scene, and frowned: "If you don't go home to cook, what are you doing here? This mill, is it in your way?"

"The mill fell down and almost hit the children of Ergou's family. Some houses in the village are a bit old. It's time to ask some people to rebuild them. You must know that our village is a bit special. It is considered a ancestral hall to be born in a hundred years. Very good, if the child is hurt, although we will not be in danger, but they are all children, so they will be sad!"

The middle-aged man frowned and nodded: "Er Gouzi and I will talk to grandma and grandpa later!"

"Ok!"

Everything below appeared in the eyes of the two old men, and the smiles on their faces naturally grew bigger.

But it was also at this time that the bodies of the old man and the old woman shook suddenly, and they suddenly looked at the small yellow earthen pagoda behind them...

The old man even waved his hand, and saw a yellow light flying out from the wall of the earthen tower, appearing in the old man's hand, it was a small wooden sign that was broken in two!

"This is……"

The old woman's face changed, with a look of disbelief.

He put his hand directly on the wooden token, and the old man also closed his eyes. A memory from the soul, the scene of the last life of the person to whom the token belonged, constantly appeared in front of the two of them.

Time seems to have passed for a long time, but also seems to have only passed for a moment.

After a long time, the old woman stretched out her hand and sighed softly:
"After all, is it still here? Back then, he told the first emperor that he wanted to use the Emperor Jue to set up this chess game, but this chess piece, with the existence of the Emperor Jue, how could it be willing to be used as a pawn?

Is it three years?After going to Lingyu for three years, his strength has reached such a level. It is really unbelievable, and we have guessed it. This chess piece no longer wants to be a chess piece, but wants to...be a chess player people! "

Some things, the higher the level of cultivation, the more you know!
Even if Meng Tian didn't say anything, the secret of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor is not a secret, the spiritual energy revived and descended, and if he is not a fool, he can get in touch with some of the things.

Maybe they don't know much, but they can definitely know that there must be their shadows in it.

As expected, Lin Dongsheng's death is the best example...

"Next, what should we do? It's only a year away. Since he killed that child Dongsheng, he wants to tell us, so he understands, shouldn't he..."

The old man didn't speak, he was just silent.

After a long time, he nodded: "Let A Niu and his wife go..."

"Let them both go?"

Hearing this, the old woman froze for a moment: "The cultivation bases of the two of them are only on the other side. If they go, are they his opponents? Half a step on the other side, and with the Emperor Jue in his body, his strength will definitely go straight to the other side With cultivation bases, the two of them are afraid that if they are his opponents, they will die..."

Speaking of this, her words froze immediately, and when she looked at the old man once, her pupils shrank slightly: "You... want them to die?"

The old man was silent.

After a long time, he sighed softly and looked down at the middle-aged couple who happened to go home: "They are good children..."

Yes!

good boy...

Then, they should also understand their mission...

clear……

They, their fate as a pawn...

(End of this chapter)