Chapter 258 Legend of Liumu Village

Lei Shangfeng walked in, and there was a hall in front of him, and white light was on everywhere, just like daytime.

There was a huge ice rock not far away, and when I saw it, I couldn't help but hold it.

Inside the ice rock, a person is frozen!

This is a beautiful and peerless woman. The long eyelashes seem to tremble slightly.

She hits a white long skirt, and her silent face in the millennium snow, such as the blooming snow lotus, holy, ethereal.

She has the perfect angel face, and the distant mountains are as comfortable and elegant eyebrows. The moon usually close the night's eyes ...

A necklace with a neck, two pendants, a dark blue bead and a red stone.

At first glance, Lei Shangfeng saw her, and never left the sight again.

He slowly squatted down, stroked the cold rock with both hands, and saw that the rock suddenly started to blue, and a piece of water pattern was slowly flowing ...

Bingyan magically began to melt, melting ...

The mortal who looked quietly sighed: "He is the third lovers of Princess Xingling?"

The sculpture didn't speak, turned around, and didn't look back.

"where are you going?"

Mortal turn his head and ask.

"The joy of the world, above the universe, but I do n’t know. Fat people, a reincarnation with me, with the years, experience it ..."

The sculpture is far away.

There was a touch of bright enlightenment in the eyes of mortals, and he turned his head and left.

In the cave, the open jade blue ice stone pushed away the dust of the dust for hundreds of years, let everything, wake up ...

One day during the period of the Republic of China, in a ice tower forest deep in the Yulong Snow Mountain, the scorching sun in the midsummer finally opened a gap in an ice tower, and a pale hand extended in the tower!

With the melting of the five huge ice towers, more than 200 people with more than 200 people.

"What's going on? I seem to have been sleeping for decades!" Li Qian was a little painful head, looking at it, the surrounding scenes seemed to have changed a lot, but I couldn't tell whether this change was exactly what the change.

Where.

Wang Tong looked at the valley that changed a lot, and suddenly said: "Li Qian, do you remember, we seem to be overwhelmed by a sudden mountain flood?"

Li Qian stunned, and suddenly patted his head: "Yes! Mountain floods have passed? But how can I feel wrong? Let's click the number of people."

The two gathered all officers and soldiers, and found that none of them disappeared, but the evil door was that everyone seemed to be in a coma at the same time. At this time, they got up and looked at the dozens of horses.

"Ah! Meet the thief!"

"It must be a mountain thief, and it is bold, even we dare to grab it."

"Fortunately! People are just letting water, snatching horse materials, and no life ..."

The officers and soldiers talked about it, and suddenly many people screamed!

"What about my gun?"

"My musket is gone too!"

"Look, it's probably thrown nearby."

Many people start looking for their own weapons. Wang Tong looked at everyone, and his expression gradually became weird, even a kind of fear and expectation ...

"This ... Is this our gun?" A officer and soldiers took out a rusty scrap iron from the small stream at the bottom of the valley. It can be identified faintly. It was a corrosive musket!

Many officers and soldiers have also found similar scrap iron guns, but they have already been decadent. It seems that it has been abandoned for decades.

"This is really my gun, there is also my number engraved on it! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

He is the most cherished baby, but obviously has been decaying beyond recognition.

Wang Tong looked up at the big tree. This was a willow tree born by the water. There were a few vague fonts on it. Perhaps the years were long, and it was already blended with the bark, forming a weird scar.

However, he still recognized the portrayal of the top, vaguely: Get the leading Wang Tong, here a tour.

He stood up, trembled and touched the handwriting on the big tree, and gradually grinned: "I remember this tree ... it is a small tree with a large bowl of mouth. On this, there is also my name ...

… Uhhh ... Now, it has grown into a big tree! Li Qian, I guess it is good, this is 40 years later ... You and I have been abandoned by the world. Simply go to the foot of the mountain and build

A village, let's settle this ... "

"Let's build a village? So there should be a name?"

"It's called Liumu Village." Wang Tong looked at the big willow tree in front of him and said.

—— The image twisted again, Shu Tianxin rubbed his eyes, and found that he was still standing at the door of the airport hall. Everything he experienced seemed to be just a moment. It seemed that it was hundreds of years!

Shu Tian sent it to the dream, and the Fang Lingzi had handed him a box to him, saying, "This is the Qiankun mirror that is left on the world. I found it for decades before they got it in the Liulichang in Beijing.

Give you it. "

"We are leaving. I only come to see you this time, but you want to remember us. My name is a mortal." Yang Gang reached out and held him.

"I am a sculpture." Fang Xunzi also stretched out his hand and clenched the hands sent by Shu Tian.

"Where are you going?"

The mortal and sculpture smiled slightly, and the body and appearance changed a lot. Even the expression and temperament were great, and they were out of this world.

The mortal has become a person with a short -sized figure and a normal appearance. This person walks on the street, you will ignore it. He is like a chef, a butcher, and more like a shopkeeper.

middle.

So his name is "Mortal". He is wearing a large red robe, just a black ball floating at a meter above his head. This ball rotates slightly.

Light light.

The sculpture is the opposite of "mortal". The body is very high, and it looks like one meter nine. It looks thin and thin, like a bamboo pole. It looks extremely clear, a pair of slender phoenix eyes, high nose bridge, clear outline, clear outline

The cheeks of the forehead. It is just a sharp and sharp facial features. At a glance, there is a kind of strange beauty, like a perfect sculpture.

So his name is "sculpture".

"Sculpture" is wearing a black cloak and a huge red gourd on his back. This gourd is not an ordinary gourd. It is one meter and five meters high, one meter thick! It looks extremely heavy.

This domineering props can see that the owner is also a domineering strong man.

When the two stepped into the void, they seemed to take a few steps, they stepped out of the earth, walked out of the solar system, and strolled in the Milky Way!

The distant sky comes with a long sigh of sculpture:

"The world is out of my generation,

After entering the rivers and lakes, the years are urged.

Emperor Tu Bato talks about laughter,

A lifeless life.

Lifting the sword span the ride and wield the rain,

White bones are flying like a mountain bird.

The dust is like a tide like a water,

Just sigh a few people in the rivers and lakes back.

Night rain Baduang fighting lonely city,

Pingming sword qi watching the knife.

The chivalry can't find it for thousands of years,

Blood and red leaves drunk. "

..............

Lijiang.

Rum town.

Rusu Lakeside.

At noon, it is a good time for tourists to go green.

Mangroves, there are many tents, on the grass, all people who come to play.

Some children are teased on the lawn.

Shu Tian was holding four bunches of flowers in his hand, and he came to the cemetery with some expression. I saw the area surrounded by a beautiful flower garden, leaving only a narrow path, leading to the center of the cemetery center.

Then, then

On the tomb, there were already five graves, and one of the newly added, but it was Da Ming himself, quietly placed next to the tomb of Shi Shixian, and fought on his mother who had seen it for a day.

Shu Tianxin controlled his inner mad mood, and his body trembled.

He stood in front of the tomb for a long time before he kneeled in front of the tomb of Han Zhongtian and Ye Lizhen, murmured, "Father -in -law, mother, I call you like this because your daughter is my wife!

My daughter, no one worshiped after death, let me worship. "
To be continued...