Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Big iron factory, cell.

This cell has been in existence for nearly a hundred years, almost on the first day of the birth of the big iron factory. It has been established together. For nearly a hundred years, I don’t know how many workers were detained here, tortured and killed, as a “killing chicken and monkey”. Sacrifice, maintaining the high-pressure rule of the immortal.

The black steel torture instrument is covered with streaked blood and suspicious liquid. Although the color has been faint to almost invisible, it still lingers with a strong **** smell. It is a ghost that has been trapped here for a hundred years and is squatting low.

At this moment, the cell, like the corrupted canned food, is crowded with hundreds of people, all of them are bruised and bruised, seven bleeds, foaming at the mouth, like mud on the ground, if the chest is still weak, it is no different from the dead. .

They are the backbone of the worry-free riots.

Xu Zhicheng held a group of rusty cockroaches, curled up in the corner, and the chest was almost solidified, such as pressing a pound of boulder.

In the eyes of the big eyes, there is still a last glimpse of the eyes, barely blooming, and will not be extinguished for a long time.

"Zhicheng brother"

A man with a short stature, such as a stone pier, was slightly lighter than him. While taking care of him, he whispered. "The old Meng and the stone did not support it. They have just been carried away by the immortal. In this battle, we are completely defeated!"

Xu Zhicheng stared at the cobweb-like crack above the cell. The crack reflected into the depths of the eyelids and bloom like two flowers. He didn't seem to hear the companion's words. After a while, he said: "The fourth child, I just married. For a while, guess who I dreamt of?"

The short, stout man, the "fourth", gave a slight glimpse, saying: "Dream Xiaobao and Xiaoqi?"

"No, the two boys in my family, as long as the eyelids are opened, they are always shaking in front of my eyes. Where do you still meet with your dreams?"

Xu Zhicheng grinned and laughed hard. "I dreamed that you were paralyzed."

"What are you doing?" Shi Dunhan stunned.

"I dreamed that you and I were jealous. Are they two brothers who are not a brother?"

Xu Zhicheng is weak, "The fourth child, you still can't remember a long time ago, when we were two young people, the two old guys were still there. At that time, the two of us were genuine leather. The owner steals the chicken and touches the dog and steals the factory. The pimps and steel **** came out to make a slingshot, specifically to fight the big girl's ass, whoever fancyd and fought, and once again was told to go home, and you and I joined forces to catch us, of course, the two of us Run, ran several factories, climbed up and down the pipeline, and finally blocked by them, it was called a good fight, playing dark, the **** was almost lost.

"The two old guys were tired, just sitting and laughing and drinking. We both squatted on the floor and licked their buttocks. They couldn't sit still, crying and crying. Do you remember?"

Shidun man "The fourth child" lingered for a long time, every wrinkle on his face was alive, and he smiled dumbly: "Remember, remember, this can still be forgotten? At this moment, my **** is still hurting!" ”

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Xu Zhicheng smiled. "But ah, after the two old guys put together a good meal, the next day, we sent us a large slingshot that was carefully polished, with slide rails and aiming. The slingshots of all the children in the factory are all good, a hundred times better, and we are not allowed to hit people and smash windows with slingshots in the future, just let us go to the abandoned mines around the big ironworks to play 'land tigers'."

"There is this!"

The smile of the "fourth" of Shidun Man is getting more and more brilliant. "I am not as good as you, but when it comes to playing the ‘land tiger’, you are far from my opponent!”

"Yes, when you don't hit dozens of 'land tigers' back, take a bunch of wire, put it on the fire, fragrant, really fragrant! '哧了咔嚓' a big chew, full of oil, those who faded out The canned meat can't be compared!"

Xu Zhicheng slightly closed his eyes, and his eyes were glittering. "The fourth child, do you remember where you left the slingshot?"

Shi Dunhan's "fourth" shook his head: "There are too many years, who remembers!"

"Yeah, my slingshot was also lost."

Xu Zhicheng licked the cracked lips and returned the taste. "But I can't forget the taste of the grilled 'Tiger Tiger' in my life. That oil, I really want to eat it again, but it's a pity." The ironworks has expanded tenfold to the surrounding area. All the mines and tunnels have been searched clean. It has not been found for a long time, but is it?"

"Yes."

Shidun man "The fourth child" said, "The children nowadays have no good fortune. They have not eaten even the ‘land tigers’ for decades. It’s really... what, Zhicheng brother...”

The fourth child can't decide what exactly Xu Zhicheng means.

Xu Zhicheng, a worries-free big guardian, said his father, slingshot and "land tiger", and he was silent for a long time. He coughed a few times and said: "The fourth child, talking about the heart, followed the Zhicheng brother." Road, regret it?"

Shidun man "the fourth" did not hesitate, shaking his head like a rattle: "Do not regret, never regret it! In the hands of the cultivators of the dog day, the days are really impossible, the fight is also dead, Not fighting is also dead, at least we have pulled so many cultivators back!

"The fourth child has lived for a lifetime, and I have never thought that I can still do a good job of repairing the immortals before I die. It is worth a hundred deaths!"

"Zhi Chengge, I know what you are thinking, you will put a hundred and twenty hearts. Everyone has already expected such a result. No brother will blame you, even if time is time again, brother. We will still work with you to kill the immortals!"

Xu Zhicheng laughed: "Say well, kill and cultivate the immortals! I know that no one will regret this incident. I have never regretted it, but I am talking about another thing that is worry-free. You regret it. Have you got a worry-free relationship with me?"

Shidun Hanzi's "fourth" indifferent smile solidified, hesitated for a long time, barely said: "That, there is nothing to regret, do it all, at the time, we have no second way to go, When the opportunity comes, you have to seize it, don't catch it, and live for five hundred years is being trampled under the soles of your feet.

"No regrets, no regrets!"

"But I have some regrets, no, I should say that I am afraid."

The crack in Xu Zhicheng's eyes turned into a flashing sly, muttering. "I seem to have slept for a long, long time, but I didn't do half a dream. I didn't even dream of it. Until I woke up, I could figure it out. Scared to come.

"I have... I haven't remembered my old lady and old lady for a long time.

"It’s been a long time since I didn’t think about those things when I was a child. It’s weird. When we were young, we were so bitter, we didn’t have to eat, we didn’t have to play, we went to the factory every day to help the adults work, but now I think, bitter I don’t remember it, I just remember the happy things.

"And my two little boys, the two little guys who were as good as when we were young, I thought that "forgetting the ruin" can help me completely forget the loss of their pain, but the pain of losing them has not been forgotten, but instead When they were happy and happy with them, I was almost forgotten by me.

"Fortunately, just in the moment I am about to completely forget, someone wakes me up in time and wakes up all of us. It’s really dangerous, just a little bit, just a little bit we have to forget all, how to put it Do the slingshot, how to play the 'land tiger' has forgotten the fourth, have you not forgotten?"

"No, even if it was a few decades ago, I still remember clearly."

Shi Dunhan's "fourth" eyebrows danced, "Zhi Chengge, you don't understand, playing 'land tiger' is not based on eyesight and ear power, there is a flaw, I have not passed on for decades, today, Tell you today!"

The fourth child came to Xu Zhicheng's ear and whispered a few moments. Xu Zhicheng listened to his eyes more and more, and suddenly realized: "Okay, you have your fourth child, you are too bad, you are too bad!"

Two elderly people who were over half a year old laughed at the same time, laughing and laughing. Other prisoners in the cell were both in the second monk.

"Old four"

Xu Zhicheng smiled for a long time, and the turbid tears laughed. He ran over his face and asked, "Your daughter and grandson have escaped. Is there any news from them?"

"Well, they all fled, and without their news, they should have not been caught by the immortals."

Shidun man "The fourth child" said, "This year, no news is the best news, let's stay here for so long, it should be enough for them to escape to the depths of the earth, the cultivators do not bother to arrest the place. After that, look at their creations!"

"That's good, then good, you can rest assured, people, it's not easy to live, but as long as you clench your teeth, you are not so easy to die. Our ancestors can persist for 10,000 years in the earth, maybe These children can continue to persist for another 10,000 years. Who knows?"

Xu Zhicheng sighed and said, "The fourth child, we have not forgotten our father and the good old days, and your children have escaped safely. So, who said that we lost this battle? Say, let's win, at least our children, no longer need to be enslaved and tortured by big iron factories, isn't it?"

Shidun man "The fourth child" stunned, self-portrait thighs, grinning: "Yes, Zhicheng brother is right, we won, our children will never be enslaved by the big iron factory, the immortal Tortured!"

Xu Zhicheng got the answer he wanted to hear, closed his eyes with satisfaction, and sang something in his mouth.

The younger workers don’t know what he sang. Only the people of Shidun’s “fourth generation” have been listening for a long time before they think vaguely. This melody seems to be a long time ago. Their parents had given them children’s songs.

The lyrics have long been annihilated in the long river of time, but the familiar melody is still deeply buried in everyone's heart.

"Oh!"

The door of the black iron cell was violently opened, and a cold voice came in: "Everyone, come out!"

Responding to this voice is the ancient children's song that countless people should be in unison.