Chapter 358: Revisiting the Old Place

Dim tomb.

Exactly the same as in memory, the dried corpse sat in the middle without any change.

"I thought it would be the same as leeks."

Chen Luo took his hand away from the head of the mummy brother, with a slightly regretful expression. The brain in this tomb had been taken away by him, and no more was born later. After that, Chen Luo went to the other side of the tomb he had been to before, and found the same result.

The brain that was taken away will not be restored again.

Because the brains of these two bodies did not disappear, but were deposited in his body.

After confirming that the brain of the mummy brother could not be refreshed repeatedly, Chen Luo walked to the edge of the tomb with a little regret. The last time he came here, Chen Luo found a way to enter the second tomb and replenished the brain of the mummy brother. This time he came back to collect at least ten. This is a long-term plan. Chen Luo plans to study it here and learn the array patterns in the tomb.

Chen Luo flew down from the sky and revisited the old place. It was just right to go over and take a look.

The father and son, who were still running for their lives, saw this scene and knelt down on the ground, kowtowed desperately, hoping that the gods would forgive their disrespectful behavior before.

In the air, Chen Luo released his own breath without scruples.

I just hope that the ancestors will bless this kid and open his mind. If he can't find a virgin, a widow will do. If not, he can accept an older one.

Chen Luo nodded. He had expected it, but he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed when he really heard it. Then he thought of the strong and competitive He Shimei again.

Chen Luo walked to the door of Ma Quezi's shop in his memory. He looked at the old man at the door. It was indeed not someone he knew. It was probably that Ma Quezi accepted another apprentice after he left.

The air in the room was turbid. Judging from the breath, no one should have come in here for a long time.

"Gods!"

This is the place where he and his third uncle have lived for many years.

He didn't like to talk. He was almost thirty years old and still hadn't found a wife. If he couldn't even learn the skill of plowing the land, it would be difficult for him to support himself in the second half of his life.

While thinking about it, Li Erhe's hand suddenly trembled.

"Let's go back to Yue first."

"Got it."

The tenant, Old Li, was plowing the land with his son, Li Erhe. The old ox in front was pulling the plow hard, and Old Li was constantly telling his son what to pay attention to when turning the land.

Old Li slapped his son's head with a slap in the back. This kid was too dull, not as spiritual as he was when he was young. With this stupidity, their Old Li family might be gone in this generation, and the incense would be cut off.

He dispersed the illusion on his body and blended into the pedestrians.

The speed of flying the sword was very fast, and Chen Luo arrived in Qingya County in just half an hour.

Hearing Chen Luo's question, the old man paused with his hand rubbing the iron pot, frowned and looked at Chen Luo.

"What bullshit is this in broad daylight! The graves are where the ancestors lie. Go in and live there and see! You want people to live there? I think you are just a waiter who has gone mad!"

Old Li lit his pipe and sat on the ridge next to him. He heard his son's question before he started smoking, and he was so angry that he started to curse.

Li Erhe's voice was trembling, his teeth were colliding, and his voice was a little distorted.

Li Erhe responded in a muffled voice.

Time is particularly conspicuous in mortals.

"Don't just talk, come, you plow this time!"

Chen Luo flew out of the grave. The noise just now was caused by him using his magic power to clean up the tomb passage. Because of years of disrepair, the walls of the tomb passage were penetrated by plant roots and stems, and the walls and soil were mixed together. It was impossible to clear them with brute force, otherwise a landslide would occur. So Chen Luo spent a little effort, and that's how the previous scene happened.

"Fake the corpse!!!"

The hand was pale and clean, and it was obvious that it was an old corpse that had never seen the sun all year round.

Time has not left any trace on him.

Hearing Chen Luo's question, the old man's expression became more respectful, and a guess emerged in his mind, which made him very excited. At the beginning, he worshipped Ma Quezi as his master, with the purpose of getting in touch with this person, but most of his life has passed, and many things have been let go. He has completely forgotten the thoughts of his youth, and occasionally he would laugh at himself for being whimsical when he recalled it. But he didn't expect that when he completely gave up, this person would come back again.

Li Erhe took the plow from his father's hand and began to drive the old yellow cow carefully.

Spreading his spiritual sense, Chen Luo observed the situation in the city and found that many streets in the city had changed. Some old houses disappeared, and some new houses were added. In his memory, the courtyard where he and his third uncle lived became a villa, and the county government office also changed its location. The place where Master Ma Quezi and Sister He lived was still there, but Chen Luo did not sense their breath inside.

Desolate wilderness.

"He's gone."

After more than half a year of ideological struggle, Li Erhe finally put down the burden in his heart, put on the coarse linen clothes at home, and began to learn to farm.

The last time he left, he asked someone to send them some Qi and Blood Pills. This kind of pill can strengthen the body, but it is not a longevity pill after all, and it can't change the life span.

In the land of Yue State, immortal cultivators are almost extinct. The Qi Refining cultivators who enter the Tao can become immortal masters. Zhenren like Chen Luo is a god in Yue State. The kind that can call the wind and rain, move mountains and seas.

Li Erhe's hand holding the plow was shaking a little. He stretched out his other hand and pointed to the grave not far away. When Lao Li heard this, he turned his head and looked over. When he saw it, he was so frightened that he dropped the pot in his hand to the ground.

"Granny He lives next door on Yangliu Street, and the vermilion-painted gate of the third house is right there."

An extra person suddenly appeared on the street, but no one noticed it, and it was impossible for these ordinary people to detect Chen Luo's methods.

Seeing this scene, Lao Litou's heart skipped a beat.

“There are rice dumplings!!”

"I am his apprentice."

"Who are you?"

Returning to the previous platform again, Chen Luo followed the tomb passage back to the outside world.

boom! !

The old man who was repairing the iron pot still fended off the holes in the iron pot in his hand and replied without raising his head.

When he thought of this, Lao Li became even more worried.

These inns are willing to recruit young and clever waiters, and Li Erhe has no competitiveness in front of these young people. Unable to survive, Li Erhe had no choice but to return to the land he once looked down upon, filled with grievances.

Before Old Li Tou could finish his thoughts, the grave mound in front of the father and son suddenly exploded, and the soil flew into the air. Several fist-sized pieces of black mud hit the field, causing a splash of water. A hand stretched out from the exploded grave bag.

Chen Luo asked. He scanned the situation in the yard with his spiritual consciousness. The sandbags he used to practice boxing in had all been changed, and the wooden shelves had also been updated. Only a few stone piers in the corners were the same as in his memory.

"Is there a possibility that the ancestors wanted to come out for some air?"

After being away for more than eighty years, many people are no longer here. The person in front of me has never met Chen Luo and has no impression of him.

He had looked down on the plow boy when he was young. At that time, Li Erhe dreamed of going to the city every day to do something big, but he ended up doing nothing for more than ten years. At the age of sixteen, he went to the city and worked in an inn. I have been running as a waiter for fourteen years.

The soil on the grave mound moved outward even more fiercely, as if someone was pushing with hands from inside.

This year he has become dull. The friends in the village who have not gone to the city are already the fathers of two children. He has accomplished nothing and cannot even integrate into his hometown. He does not know how to farm the villagers' livelihood.

Chen Luo was stunned for a moment, then relieved.

Ma Laizi's old shop still repairs pots and pans for neighbors, but the people sitting at the door have changed.

"Can someone live in dad's grave bag?"

The father and son screamed, dropped everything in their hands and ran away, leaving the old scalper still plowing the ground hard.

"It's been too long, so many weed roots have grown."

"You can't plow the land well with brute force alone. You have to use clever strength and let the oxen pull the plow. Only in this way can the soil turned out be active, and the seeds planted can survive."

Although the young man in front of him looked very young, he felt very strange, as if time had paused on this person, giving him a sense of the vicissitudes of time.

Looking at the father and son crawling in the distance, Chen Luo couldn't help but smile and ignored them. He unfolded his sleeves, and a flying sword sprang out. After circling around him, it turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky.

"Grandma He?"

He is still so young.

"Do you know Master Ma?"

After hearing Chen Luo's answer, the old man put down the iron pot in his hand, looked at Chen Luo seriously, and then spoke.

"Where's He Min?"

Isn't it because of an evil encounter? !

"How much does it cost to repair a cast iron pot?"

The price is still the same as in memory.

Thinking of the blood-sucking zombies circulating in the village and the story of the return of the old corpse, Old Li Tou couldn't help but panic.

In the past two years, the old shops in the city were not operating well and closed down. These old guys were dismissed after receiving two copper coins. Later, Li Erhe wandered around the city for more than a year and found several inns. In the end, others thought he was too old and refused to use him.

"Three pieces of repairs, farm tools are not included."

He has been away for more than eighty years. Counting He Min's own age, he is probably over 100 years old. What is a centenarian if not a mother-in-law?

"Thanks."

He saw an old grave covered with weeds in front of him, and the soil above it moved.

"Master Ma has been gone for more than 20 years, and I am also his disciple." The old man spoke in a much more polite tone. He had generally heard about the lame horse, and knew some rumors that ordinary people did not know.

If the great cause is not accomplished, the person is considered useless.

The fake tomb above is the same as what Chen Luo remembered, except that it has more dust. The sarcophagus lid is tilted on top of the coffin, with one side resting on the coffin and the other side buried deep in the soil. The surface of the coffin is covered with green moss. Some insects breed on it.

Chen Luo nodded, casually took out a red Qi and Blood Pill and threw it to this person.

This is a pill for the Qi Refining Realm, which is just right for this person.

"Thank you, Immortal!!"

The old man took the elixir sent by Chen Luo and thanked him repeatedly with excitement on his face. However, when he looked up again, the young man before had disappeared (End of Chapter)