Chapter 1 This Is His Home

Xiangxi Mountains.

Stretching for thousands of miles, Zhongling Yuxiu.

Suddenly!
Billowing black clouds rolled over, and thunder and lightning exploded in the sky!

This scene is like God's punishment from heaven, the end is coming!

A mountain range shook violently, causing a serious landslide accident!

The rescue team and the police rushed to the scene for rescue at the first time!
"This is too exaggerated! Half the mountain has collapsed!"

A policeman looked at the scene of the disaster and exclaimed.

At this moment, a strange sound came from a corner full of rubble.

Immediately afterwards, the gravel was blown away by a huge force, and a figure slowly walked out of the flying dust in the sky.

"what is this?!"

The police quickly retreated.

"Cough cough."

The figure walked over while coughing.

After a while, the police saw his appearance clearly.

This is a late old man with white hair and wearing an ancient robe.

But he was ruddy and hale and hearty.

Not at all old-fashioned, on the contrary, he is quite fairy-like.

"Old man?!"

The policeman froze for a moment, then ran over to help him.

"Xiaosheng, your clothes are so weird."

The old man looked him around with great interest.

"Old man, why are you here?"

asked the policeman.

"me?"

The old man frowned, as if he was remembering, and after a long time, he spoke slowly:
"I just remember that I fell asleep, and I have long forgotten where I was before I fell asleep."

"forget?!"

The policeman didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he could only ask again:
"Then where is your home? I'll take you back."

"I think I still have a residence on the halfway up Longmen Mountain."

"Okay, then you get in the car first, and I'll take you back right away."

The old man got into the car with the help of the police.

He looked out the window thoughtfully in the car, as if he was thinking about something.

"I didn't expect such a change to happen in later generations."

"Old man, what are you talking about?"

The driving policeman asked subconsciously.

"It's nothing, just a little emotional."

The old man stroked his white beard and shook his head slowly.

"By the way, what's your name? Is there anyone else at home?"

"This old man's name is Xiao Chen, and his family has already turned into loess."

"Have you no children?"

"The children are also dead."

"Ah? Sorry, I didn't mean to offend you!"

"It's okay, birth, old age, sickness and death are common things, besides, they have lived long enough."

The policeman was speechless for a while, not knowing how to answer.

How can anyone say that about their own children?

The children didn't live as long as him, so is this called enough?
Xiao Chen really didn't care.

The reason why he said that life is enough is because his children have each lived hundreds of years.

He himself has lived endless years.

Xiao Chen's real identity is a Taoist celestial master.

His name is older than Zhang Tianshi on Longhu Mountain.

Zhang Tianshi was bestowed by Tang Taizong.

And Xiao Chen killed it by himself.

It is said that in ancient times, the world was full of aura, and all things could practice.

There is also a record in the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic:
"The people of the ancient times were all a hundred years old in the Spring and Autumn, and their movements were not bad."

It was a bloody history.

Xiao Chen proved his way by killing, beating so many monks of the same generation that no one dared to compete with him.

Later, because the spiritual energy between heaven and earth gradually dried up.

So Xiao Chen fell into a deep sleep most of the time.

He resuscitates every once in a while.

Every recovery will cause changes in the world.

The landslide accident was also caused by him.

Longmen Mountain.

There is an antique house on the hillside.

The latest season of Longing for Life was recorded here.

"Welcome to the fifth season of the past!"

Everyone in Mushroom House waved enthusiastically towards the camera.

This time the show is different from previous seasons.

The recording will also be broadcast live.

At this moment, millions of viewers have poured into the live broadcast room.

"Wow! It's finally the fifth season!"

"He Jiong! Are you in Xiangxi? It's my hometown!"

"Sister Zifeng has grown up and is a beautiful woman now!"

"Peng Yuchang seems to have lost weight!"

"Don't worry, he will gain weight again after recording this season!"

"Hahahaha! You guys are too bamboo shoots!"

Fans in the live broadcast room excitedly posted barrage.

He Jiong looked at the camera and smiled:

"Friends, we are also unlucky. We encountered a landslide on the first day we came here. Now it is still raining heavily outside. We can only hide in the house to record the program."

"Pity the stove I just set up."

Huang Lei also shook his head and smiled wryly.

"It's okay! Let my brother buy you another one later!"

Zhang Zifeng's eyes turned into crescents when he smiled.

"I"

Peng Yuchang's head was full of question marks.

"Anyway, I'm idle now, let me show you the environment!"

He Jiong took the camera and took pictures of every corner of the room.

"Wow! The environment of the mushroom house is so simple this time!"

"The house is an ancient style that I like!"

"It's incomparable to the previous seasons!"

"Why is there a gossip map on the wall? Could it be that this place used to be a Taoist temple?"

Facing questions from netizens, He Jiong could only ask the village head to answer them.

The village chief's surname is Xiao, and he is about 80 or [-] years old.

After picking up the people from the program group up the mountain in the morning, they have been here to help with care.

"Village Chief, please tell the audience the story of this house!"

He Jiong turned the camera towards the village chief.

"Okay, then I will tell you a story about the past."

The village head was kind and kind, and he was very enthusiastic.

"Hey? Do you have a story to listen to?!"

Zhang Zifeng and Peng Yuchang surrounded him with excitement.

"This story happened when I was seven or eight years old"

The village chief said slowly while recalling:
"It was a troubled time at that time. Although the Dongying people were beaten away, there were still many puppet soldiers who hid in the mountains and became bandits. They had guns in their hands and often went to nearby villages to burn, kill and loot."

"Wow, what a pity"

Zhang Zifeng's eyes turned red when he heard that.

"Yes, we peasants are no match for them, so we can only swallow our anger.
Until one day, an old man came to the village.

Immediately after seeing him, the patriarch knelt down and called him the ancestor!
My parents also pulled me to kowtow to him.

I forgot what my ancestors looked like.

But I remember that he was very old, but he was very skilled in martial arts.

After he heard that we were being bullied, he rushed into the mountains alone with a butcher's knife!

I remember he went there in the morning, and the sun just set when he came back, and his clothes were stained red with blood!
We went into the mountain to have a look and found that he had killed all the more than [-] bandits! "

"hiss"

Everyone took a deep breath.

Cut down more than 300 bandits by one person? !

This is too exaggerated!
"The village chief is just talking nonsense!"

"Yes! What is the concept of more than 300 people! How can one person do it!"

"I guess the program group deliberately made the village head talk nonsense, in order to stir up the topic!"

"I don't believe it either! It must be fake!"

Netizens in the live broadcast room expressed doubts.

At this moment.

There was a knock on the door.

Peng Yuchang hurriedly got up and walked over to open the door.

There were two policemen standing outside the door.

"Uncle police officer?"

"Hello, we are policemen from a nearby police station. We met an old man just now. He said this is his home."

(End of this chapter)

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