On the path in front of the farmhouse, a woman carrying firewood on her back came by.
I was slightly taken aback to see a stranger sitting in front of my house.
Xie Jiu stepped forward and said that they were not bad people, they were just passing by, and they wanted to beg for a glass of water.
The woman's face was old, and her waist was bent a little under the weight of life.
The eyebrows and eyes are shrewd and kind.
She looked at the dirty old boy, and her eyes flashed with pity.
The woman not only scooped water for them to drink, but also boiled hot water for them to bathe, soaked their old clothes, and helped them sew and mend their rags.
Xie Jiu was very moved.
But they were penniless, and there was no other way to repay them than to help carry water and fill the tank.
They continued on their way.
At the fork in the road, there were differences of opinion.
One of the companions chose to take a different path.
Xie Jiu and his companions couldn't persuade him, so they let him go.
The companion who walked alone later got tired and stopped at the threshold of a farmer's house to rest, and was quietly attacked by a gang of local landlords.
He covered it with a burlap bag and threw it into the water.
Xie Jiu and the other companion were young in the end, and they hurried to catch up with the large army.
It's just that the conditions are too difficult, and the companion who has suffered all the way finally died of illness, and there is no cure for it, and he died young.
The picture has been flashing rapidly, and Xie Jiu's face has also changed from green to mature, and finally it is frozen.
Frozen on the face of a weathered old man, his skin is full of age spots, his eyes are slightly cloudy, and his thoughts are sudden.
"Is that him?"
Mao Xiaoyu wiped her face and almost burst into tears.
It's not easy!
It's not easy for the seniors!
God helps that such a difficult condition has been reversed!
Luo Bo has long been accustomed to seeing the joys and sorrows of life and death, and his emotions are not so easy to fluctuate, so he is indifferent: "If the ancient mirror is not wrong?"
That's him. ” Mao Xiaoyu sniffed and looked closer: "But the background is not clear."
Where is it?
” "You don't need to ask, of course it's the imperial capital."
Luo Bo shook her an idiot look: "I have participated in the revolution since I was a child, and I can still be alive, even if I don't make great contributions, how can I live a worry-free life, right?"
Looking at his mental state, nine times out of ten he is in a nursing home.
It's still a high-level kind. ” Mao Xiaoyu nodded thoughtfully: "Makes sense."
So you can explain to Huang Xiaoguo, right?
” Luo Bo frowned: "I told her about her whereabouts, but she still stared dryly." ” "Isn't she a wandering ghost?
But when you go to the imperial capital, you show your shape and meet the lover of the year for the last time?
No matter how bad it is, if you know the location, you can also support your dreams, right?
” "You're afraid you've read too many supernatural novels, right?
Still visible?
Luo Bo laughed at her: "The ghost officials didn't catch her to be reincarnated, but the net was opened."
And allow her to hang out?
Do you think they are all Jiang Susu's old fritters?
Even if it's Jiang Susu, she doesn't have to hang out all over the world.
There are still certain limitations. ” "Huh?"
Mao Xiaoyu scratched his head: "Could it be that I'm watching a fake ghost story?"
Don't ghosts all have two brushes?
” Luo Bo was idle: "As far as I know, the underworld does not have a crash course in ghost ability.
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Not everyone dies and becomes a ghost.
The underworld must have this ability, as for being suppressed by the heavenly court?
He had already gathered ghost soldiers to kill the Heavenly Court and seized the position of the Emperor of Heaven. ” "Seems to make sense."
Mao Xiaoyu smiled embarrassedly: "People who are incapable in life will not become very capable immediately after death, and the underworld doesn't seem to have this function?"
” "It's good to know."
Mao Xiaoyu changed the subject: "Then you mean, we have to go to the imperial capital?"
” Luo Bo nodded slightly: "Talk to Huang Xiaoguo first, see what she does?"
” "That's right.
If the person is found, what to do next, you have to ask the person concerned.
It's called respect. ” Luo Bo pouted.
However, now in broad daylight, Huang Xiaoguo didn't dare to come out, could it be: "Boss, are you going to the underworld now?"
” "Don't go.
Eerie, what is there to go about.
Luo Bo denied it.
"So, you'll have to wait until it's dark?"
Luo Bo glanced at her: "Is there such a hurry?"
Can't wait for dark?
” "Wait, wait.
I'm not in a hurry.
We're so efficient, what's the urgency.
Mao Xiaoyu grinned.
Luo Bo recited the words and restored the ancient mirror to its original state.
Mao Xiaoyu and Peanut watched his every move, unaware.
I don't understand the principle, but I think it's amazing.
"Anything else?"
Luo Bo's brows furrowed again, as if he was strange that Mao Xiaoyu didn't have any eyesight, and he didn't leave the room yet?
"Boss, I still don't know anything?"
Mao light rain period Ai Ai's.
"Say it."
Luo Bo is in a good mood.
Mao Xiaoyu touched her chin, rubbed her face, pulled her hair down again, and her eyes ran all over her face, as if she couldn't make up her mind.
Luo Bo was impatient: "Do you want to say it?"
Don't say, please go out and bring it to the door.
Thank you. ” "I said I said."
Mao Xiaoyu closed his eyes and quickly opened his eyes, and made up his mind: "Boss, you have a thousand-year skill, why don't you use your mana when this land is suffering?"
” Peanut glanced at Mao Xiaoyu and looked forward to Luo Bo's answer.
"Are you blaming me?"
"It's not.
I just can't figure out why so many of you capable monsters didn't come to the rescue of the people in dire straits?
Mao Xiaoyu denied it, but the meaning was the same.
Luo Bo looked at her and didn't answer immediately.
"Boss, it's okay if you don't say it.
I'm just asking.
Mao Xiaoyu didn't have to hear the answer.
Luo Bo sighed: "Thank you for thinking so much about everything."
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Actually, it's not like I don't want to make a move.
First, the national fortune is like this, and second, my ability is limited. ” Mao Xiaoyu was stunned: "The national fortune is like this?
Are you saying that this land has been doomed?
” "So to speak.
It's not that I'm shirking my responsibilities by saying that, it's true.
I have the power to change the fortunes of the country.
I have the ability to save people and help others, and I can protect myself, but I can't save the world. ” Mao Xiaoyu opened her mouth and didn't say anything.
Luo Bo understood her intentions, and said solemnly: "There are many demons in the world, and there are also cultivators.
But the scattered sand, each in its own way, did not form a rope, so the rescue was limited.
As for the most famous massacre ......"
After a pause, Luo Bo pondered: "That is indeed miserable.
I tried my best. ” "Boss."
Mao Xiaoyu thought of a possibility: "Could it be that there are also scum in the demon fairy world, greedy for wine and wealth, and help the abuse?"
” "Hmm."
Luo Bo's face flashed with anger: "There are scum in people, and there are also people with bad intentions in the demon fairies.
There are not a few who take refuge in devils. ” Mao Xiaoyu sighed lightly: "Cultivator, don't you cultivate your mind?"
” "Mind cultivation has nothing to do with conduct.
A successful practitioner is not necessarily good.
"Luo Bo is not afraid of being a scumbag in his peers.
"No wonder this land is full of smoke, but there is no profound way to stop it, it turns out that there are entanglements of interests."
Luo Bo stroked his forehead, and suddenly his face was moved: "Actually, there are also my kind of people who sacrificed their lives for this land." ”