Qingshan City.
Because a famous Lin Fan a hundred years ago appeared, Qingshan City was no longer the small town that was originally located in a corner. Many people moved here to settle down. After a while, the small Qingshan City became bigger and bigger, and it became a big city in the northwest of the Dongwu Empire.
As time goes by over the past century, many things have quietly changed. The peaceful and peaceful city at that time has been replaced by lively and prosperous times, and there are traveling practitioners who will travel here every day.
Basically, everyone who comes here will definitely taste a local delicacy - spicy crayfish. In fact, this is not the only one in Qingshancheng. In addition to crayfish, there are also beef chicken, fish bone soup, and fat sausage rolls.
These delicacies also have their own flavors, but in front of those practitioners who have always had a bland diet, the spicy crayfish that swept across the entire taste buds was obviously more exciting.
There are many crayfish shops in Qingshan City, but locals know that only the fat onion Ergou crayfish at the entrance of Sijie Lane has the most authentic flavor.
However, it is a bit strange these days. This lobster shop, which is full of diners, has not opened, which makes many diners who come here very regretful.
When asked about the reason, someone sighed: "It is said that the owner of this store is almost out of reach."
"This shop owner is over 110 years old, which is already a long life. Now his family business is quite large, and his descendants are full of illnesses. If he really wants to go, it will be a joyful and joyful depressed."
The mortal world calls old people over the age of eighty to be called joy and funeral.
While others were talking, outside the Qingshan City, a woman was holding a blue painted umbrella that was raining through the sky and slowly coming from outside the city.
Shijia.
There were a lot of people sitting in the outer room of the main house. These people were old and young, and each of them had a heavy face.
In fact, the old and young people at home have already prepared for the departure of their ancestors. Most of the neighbors next door have passed away in their sixties and seventies. It is rare for the ancestors to live such a long life.
Three days ago, the doctor asked them to prepare for their funeral. But until now, the ancestors still hang there in one breath.
"Can it be that my great-grandfather has a wish?" the youngest junior guessed.
"Even if you have a wish, your great-grandfather must speak." The elder next to you said. Now the old man in the room is only left with one breath in his body. Don't talk, you can't even open your eyes. How can you express your wish?
Just as everyone was full of hearts inside, a surprise scream came from inside: "Wake up! Great grandpa is awake!"
Hearing this sound, everyone couldn't help but look silent and rushed into the inner room. After a while, the bedroom was already full of standing.
It is said that before a person dies, he will look back. Could it be that this person in their family is already in dying?
Thinking of this, someone was crying softly.
However, after a while, they found that the old man who was originally lying on the bed had indeed woken up and was very energetic. But his eyes were staring out of the door, as if waiting for someone to return.
Suddenly, joy burst out in his eyes and shouted to the outside of the door: "Sister--" and endless longing was revealed in his tone.
The filial sons and grandsons were stunned and turned to look out the door, but saw a young woman in green walking from outside the door.
The woman is beautiful, with white hair swaying on the ground, a little cinnabar between her eyebrows, and tears in her almond eyes. It seems that she is acquainted with her ancestors.
She came to the bed, holding their hands together, one was as white as jade, and the other was already the traces of time.
"Xiao Liu."
"Sister, you don't have to save me anymore." The old man lay on the bed, looking satisfied, "I am already very lucky to see you for the last time. Although your appearance has changed, I know it is you. Grandpa is right. You are not dead, you are a disciple of an immortal, and you will not be able to do so easily.
My fifth brother left early and couldn't wait with me until you go home. But it doesn't matter. I will tell him and grandpa, saying that sister, you are very good now and have become more beautiful. You won't have to worry about no one likes or protecting you in the future.
When grandpa left, he said, "He doesn't blame you for not going home. Now that you are back, remember to go to grandpa's grave and tell him."
The old man said in a nagging manner, and suddenly he understood the feeling of grandpa when he was dying.
"Sister--" His voice suddenly raised, and his hand holding Shi Yu suddenly clenched, looking at her with his eyes as bright as ever, "You must be fine." It is my luck and proudest thing to be able to become a relative with you in this life.
As if he had used all his strength to say this, his hand relaxed, and the last breath that had condensed in his chest dissipated.
He noticed the temperature of the hands in his palm gradually dissipating, Shi Yu was stunned and did not come back to his senses for a long time.
Why, she just woke up and her younger brother was already old?
What has she missed over the years?
She turned around blankly and looked at the person crying and kneeling on the ground behind her, and she couldn't help but walk out.
Qingshan City outside has become bigger and more prosperous. Most of the shops and restaurants that were familiar to the past have changed. People who come and go on the street have also changed their clothes and clothing. Even the original Lin family seems to have been demolished and rebuilt, and future generations have moved in.
She walked among the bustling crowd and could not find a trace of the remaining traces back then.
It turns out that time passes so fast that before she can accept these changes, things in the world have changed quietly.
Walking along the wide avenue beneath her feet, she came to the city gate without realizing it.
The dirt official road outside the city gate was paved with green bricks, and the barren rice fields on both sides are now lined up, high and low, stretching out.
Fortunately, the mountain where the ruined temple was still there. However, the mountainside was full of fruit trees, and the foot of the mountain was full of fertile fields. When the jade god sent a ghost to the ruined temple, he saw that the ruined temple had been repaired. Next to the ruined temple, the flowers and plants in front of several tombs were lush.
Walking to the oldest tomb, Shi Yu looked at the words on the tombstone, and his expression was still dazed.
When she left, my grandfather was still able to laugh, but why now he has only become a dry grave?
His fingertips couldn't help but touch the handwriting on the tombstone, and Shi Yu finally gradually understood what she had missed.
Tears involuntarily emerged from her eyes, hitting drop by drop on the green bricks that grew green moss. Behind her, the weather, which was originally sunny and high in the sky, suddenly surging with black clouds over the city.
The strong wind roared by, causing loud noises from doors and windows of millions of families. Then the heavy rain came without warning, causing pain on the faces of pedestrians. The entire Qingshan City was like a monster about to run away, and was about to turn the world upside down.
"It was a good day just now, why did it rain so heavily all of a sudden... Oh, it hurts so much! Is it raining or a knife?"
As soon as Feng Luo stepped into this Qingshan City, he felt as if he had entered the snowy sky from the warm spring in March. He looked up at the dark clouds condensed above him, and felt something was wrong.
Chapter completed!