"The artistic conception I feel is incomparable to that of my brother, so such a short period of time has passed. Should we leave now?" Dongfang Hancui also regained his former flowery appearance as he spoke.
"Yes, let's leave now, but I still have a period of karma that has not yet been resolved. Accompany me to this karma, and we will go to the lost space." As soon as Yuwen Zhouyuan finished speaking, he frowned and took out what Zheng Shaoyou left behind.
He tapped the sound transmission jade slip gently, and a message came from the jade slip.
After hearing this, Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes flashed and he said: "This task is actually in the same place as the cause and effect that I want to end. God is really helping me. Sister, let's go!" He pulled Dongfang Hancui's body and was in the inn.
disappeared.
There is a city hundreds of miles away in the south of Daxiong Kingdom, where a large number of mortals gather. Simple cold-proof houses are spread over a large area, and many people live in these houses.
All of these mortals were recruited by the court to participate in the basic work on the periphery of the haze-breaking formation. Zou Xiaohu, the owner of the wine shop, lived in one of the houses.
There were more than thirty people living in the same room as Zou Xiaohu, and the already small room seemed quite crowded at this time.
Zou Xiaohu was lying on the bunk bed, staring blankly at the roof. He missed his wife, his son, and even more, Yu Wen Zhouyuan.
Everything in the past disappeared in this haze that lasted for several months.
Before the smog, Zou Xiaohu was a shopkeeper who had enough food and clothing, owned his own wine shop, and hired several waiters. His son joined the immortal sect and became one of the immortals.
On the entire street where his winery is located in the capital, Zou Xiaohu can be said to be quite a sight.
His wife and Zou Xiaohu have always been in love, and life can be said to be wonderful. Zou Xiaohu even wants to take Yu Wenzhouyuan, who is getting older, into his home to provide him with a happy life.
In Zou Xiaohu's heart, after his parents passed away, he already regarded Uncle Yuwen, who had watched him grow up, as his elder. However, this haze that had been lingering for several months changed everything.
Zou Xiaohu didn't know how his wife was doing now. When he heard a few months ago that even women and children were being recruited, he was anxious and uneasy. His wife's health was not very good, but she could bear it in this hazy day with no sunshine.
What...
When he saw people around him dying of exhaustion due to the heavy recruitment work, Zou Xiaohu's heart hurt as if he had been stabbed by a knife! It wasn't that he sympathized with these dead people, but a deep feeling arose in his heart.
despair, as well as longing and worry for his wife.
Zou Xiaohu was worried that his wife would not be able to bear it and would leave him early.
In addition to his wife, Zou Xiaohu is also worried about Yuwen Zhouyuan. In his opinion, Uncle Yuwen is already old. Can his body and bones be fine in this hazy weather...
He has lost his parents, and he doesn't want Uncle Yuwen, who has watched him grow up, to leave him again.
Zou Xiaohu's son, Zou Tonglin, had just joined the Qingshui Sect and was still in the Qi stage, although his status was much higher than that of a mortal.
But Zou Tonglin's power could not play any role in the war between the two countries. As a result, Zou Tonglin also searched for his parents.
But the Daxiong Kingdom was so big that almost all the mortals were gathered into the work of building the smog-breaking array and even scattered across the country.
Unless Zou Tonglin possesses the magical power of reaching heaven, he will never be able to find his parents.
Zou Xiaohu himself had forgotten how long he had been out. Almost every morning he would see his roommates, some of whom fell ill and died from fatigue.
At the same time, Zou Xiaohu also discovered that when his son turned one year old, Yuwen Zhouyuan gave each of their three members a jade ornament and told them to wear it inseparably.
Now Zou Xiaohu has the deepest understanding of the magic of the jade ornament hanging around his neck. Whenever he feels exhausted, bursts of warmth and strength will radiate from the jade ornament, allowing him to spend every day peacefully.
One day.
After knowing the magic of this small jade ornament, Zou Xiaohu couldn't help but feel strange to Yu Wenzhou, as if he had never really seen through this old man.
However, it is precisely because of the existence of this jade ornament that Zou Xiaohu is slightly less worried about his wife. He believes that if his wife does not take off this jade ornament, she will definitely not die of illness like him.
But as time passed and looking at the seemingly never-ending work, Zou Xiaohu felt despair again.
During these days, many mortals have escaped secretly. They want to escape to neighboring countries. Even if they give up everything, as long as they can survive, there is hope.
It is said that the neighboring countries are like normal spring, with everything recovering and the sun shining brightly.
Zou Xiaohu was the first to wake up in the morning. He got up from the bunk bed and slept next to him on the street. The eldest son of the Yang family was in his twenties. He was in his prime. He usually worked with Zou Xiaohu.
People are always divided into groups and often help to do more.
This was a simple child. Zou Xiaohu pushed him, but immediately his eyes froze. He looked at the eldest son of the Yang family, placed his right hand tremblingly on his mouth and nose, and then laughed miserably and said to himself:
"Dead..."
When Zou Xiaohu pushed him away just now, he had already discovered that the body of the eldest son of the Yang family was quite stiff. At this time, two lines of tears fell from Zou Xiaohu's eyes. A man in his fifties squatted down and cried bitterly, holding his head.
At this time, people got up one after another and looked at Zou Xiaohu blankly. Then they immediately discovered that five people had died in this house overnight!
Everyone was silent. After a long time, a shout came from outside the house: "We have all come out to work. If anyone is lazy, he will be thrown into the river and freeze to death."
Someone in the room sighed softly and walked out slowly. Each of them had blurry eyes and sallow complexion. After these few months of heavy labor, they had plenty of food at first, but as time went on, the food became less and less. Now they
His physical strength is obviously unable to keep up.
Zou Xiaohu was still hugging him and squatting on the ground crying bitterly. A middle-aged man who was close to him stepped forward to pull him up and whispered: "Brother Xiaohu, let's go! As long as you are alive, there will be hope."
Zou Xiaohu was pulled up by him and looked at the Yang family's eldest son lying motionless on the bunk, tears streaming down his face again.
After leaving the house, a cold wind suddenly blew through the haze where no one was seen for a few steps. Zou Xiaohu couldn't help but shivered cleverly, but at this moment, the small jade ornament on his chest sent out waves of warmth, dispelling the cold.
Zou Xiaohu touched his chest and looked around at the people walking out of the house one after another. He gritted his teeth and decided to run away.
Zou Xiaohu wants to find his wife, and then the couple will leave here and go to a neighboring country to spend the rest of their lives again, and then come back when the smog here ends.
Late at night, when everyone was asleep, Xiaohu quietly got up and opened the door. When the cold wind blew, his body immediately trembled, and he gritted his teeth and got into the dark night.
Zou Xiaohu braved the cold wind and walked slowly in the dark night shrouded in thick fog. Although the world was huge, he felt like he had nowhere to live.
The cold wind became heavier in the middle of the night. Zou Xiaohu was walking when he suddenly tripped over something under his feet. The moment he fell, he suddenly took a breath of cold air and saw that what knocked him down was not an object but a corpse.
The corpse had obviously died not long ago, and Zou Xiaohu's face was so close to the purple ground surface of the corpse that his breath could have blown onto the corpse's face.
After being stunned for a while, Zou Xiaohu exclaimed, quickly got up and stepped back, but then he was knocked down again out of fear.
Zou Xiaohu felt chills in his heart. He looked around carefully and saw countless corpses here...
Zou Xiaohu is an ordinary person. His longing for his wife, the death of the eldest son of the Yang family, his despair about the future, and his fright at this time made him completely collapse.
Zou Xiaohu squatted on the snow and cried bitterly again. After a long time, Zou Xiaohu suddenly felt warm, and then a warm palm pressed on his head and patted him gently.
"Xiaohu, don't be afraid." A familiar voice came into his ears.
Zou Xiaohu turned around and stared blankly at a young man who appeared behind him out of nowhere. Next to the young man was a beautiful woman.
This young man looks much younger than Zou Xiaohu, but his eyes show a look of vicissitudes of life.
This person, Zou Xiaohu, was no stranger to him, and he even recognized at a glance that this was Uncle Yuwen, whom he missed a lot.
But this person's current appearance is completely different from that before he was recruited. Zou Xiaohu looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan, and suddenly remembered his childhood. When he opened the door of Yuwen Zhouyuan's Chenyuantang, he saw Yuwen at first sight. A scene from Zhou Yuan.
The Yuwen Universe at that time was exactly the same as now.
"Uncle Yuwen..." Xiaohu whispered after a while. At this time, he had a vague feeling that this uncle who had watched him grow up was definitely not an ordinary person.
Zou Xiaohu was silent for a moment and whispered: "Uncle Yuwen, are you...are you an immortal?"
Yuwen Zhouyuan looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Zou Xiaohu's face. He nodded lightly and smiled: "Okay, Uncle Yuwen is here, so there is no need to be afraid! Come on, I will take you to find yours." Wife! By the way, this is your aunt."
At this time, Zou Hu and Xiaohu hurriedly saluted Dongfang Hancui and said, "Aunt Yuwen, Xiaohu is polite here!"
Dongfang Hancui hurriedly returned the favor. She was also very impressed with Zou Xiaohu. When she met Zou Xiaohu, he was still a child. Now he is a middle-aged man in his late fifties. Dongfang Hancui couldn't help but sigh. Endless.
Zou Xiaohu had a dream-like feeling at this time. The image of Yuwen Zhouyuan changed rapidly in his mind. One time he was a pale old man, and another time he was a handsome young man. The so-called phase comes from the heart, and so did his expression. It was cloudy and uncertain, with a hint of panic.
Yuwen Zhouyuan sighed secretly, and gently tapped Zou Xiaohu's head with his right hand. Suddenly, Zou Xiaohu felt an overwhelming sleepiness welling up in his heart, and he slowly fell asleep.
Yuwen Zhouyuan waved his right hand, and a soft light suddenly enveloped Zou Xiaohu. Then Yuwen Zhouyuan released the Ruyi Suixin Chariot and Deqi Tamarin, pulled Dongfang Hancui and flew away with the chariot.
In a gathering place of mortals thousands of miles away from here, Yuwen Zhouyuan found Zou Xiaohu's wife in the house of the female family members. When Yuwen Zhouyuan gave the jade ornament to Zou Xiaohu's family, he had already left a sacred mark on it. Remember so that you can detect it at any time and save your life at the critical moment.
This is the cause that Yu Wenzhouyuan and Zou Xiaohu have planted over the years, and he needs to help them to get rid of the consequences.