Chapter 1922
After Ouyang Zhengxiong walked a few steps forward, he could clearly see three thatched houses not far in front of the cemetery. At this moment, a skinny old man was standing in front of the door. This old man had gray hair on his temples and a face full of The years had tormented him, and wrinkles were deeply etched on his face.
Ouyang Zhenxiong suddenly felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart. This old man was the first person he saw after coming out of the tomb. He felt a sense of intimacy towards this old man, and at the same time, he also felt a sense of loss. Soon after, I became more confused......
I don’t know how long ago, the first thing he saw when he was born in the world was his parents. When he got up from the grave, as if he was a newborn, he saw such a gray-haired old man.
This white-haired old man used his right hand to lean on a cane, and then walked towards Ouyang Zhenxiong tremblingly, making people look frightened, as if the old man would fall if there was only a gust of wind.
Ouyang Zhengxiong hurriedly stepped forward to help the white-haired old man, but the old man waved his hand and told Ouyang Zhengxiong to let go. The old man's tone was a bit reproachful. He said a few words to Ouyang Zhengxiong, but No matter what he said, Ouyang Zhengxiong couldn't understand a word.
The pronunciation of those languages that Ouyang Zhengxiong could not understand at all made Ouyang Zhengxiong feel chilly in his heart. At this time, Ouyang Zhengxiong suddenly realized that thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years had passed, and the language of his time might have ceased to exist.
The white-haired old man saw that she had been stunned in place, and his expression gradually softened, and a normal tone gradually came out of his mouth, but no matter how the white-haired old man spoke, Ouyang Zhengxiong always had a blank look on his face.
The old man couldn't help but frowned, then held Ouyang Zhengxiong's hand tightly with hers, and the two of them walked towards the thatched hut together.
Ouyang Zhenxiong followed this strange old man closely. Although he could not understand every word the old man said, based on his own intuition, this old man had no ill intentions towards him. But because their languages are different, Ouyang Zhenxiong can only pretend to be deaf and dumb.
When the white-haired old man brought Ouyang Zhenxiong to the thatched house, the white-haired old man stopped. He only pulled the wood on the ground with his hand. At this time, Ouyang Zhengxiong didn't react for a long time, because he I have no idea what the old man means. The white-haired old man saw that Ouyang Zhengxiong didn't respond for a long time, so he straightened the well not far away, and then walked into the house alone.
Ouyang Zhengxiong was left alone outside, thinking about what the old man wanted to express just now, and said to himself:"Does she want me to help her fetch water? Am I just a coolie here?""
When he was still suspicious, the white-haired old man walked out of the house again. The old man used his bony hands to hold a set of used gowns. Only then did he know that the old man wanted to give him a new set of gowns. But because the old man could no longer wash the clothes with his own hands, he had to ask Ouyang Zhengxiong to wash them. Only then did he realize that he had missed this old man.
Ouyang Zhengxiong took the clothes, and then he looked at the old man's face. He found that the white-haired old man finally had a faint smile on his face. Ouyang Zhengxiong couldn't help but blush, because at this time, his clothes were shabby, his hair was fluffy and very dirty, and he looked like a dirty beggar.
Ouyang Zhengxiong felt a sense of emotion in his heart. When had he ever been so depressed before him? After sighing, he silently picked up the barrel on the ground and walked towards the well in front of him.
After arriving at the well, Ouyang Zhengxiong began to use the Qi in his body. He exerted a little force, and the broken clothes on his body began to split, and then the pieces of clothes fell to the ground one by one.
This is the Heavenly Silkworm Godly Clothes that my master gave me back then! I don’t know how long it took, but the clothes were corroded. He was invulnerable back then! No matter how good something is, it cannot withstand the baptism of time, nor can it survive the corrosion of thousands of years.
When Ouyang Zhengxiong brought up the first bucket of well water, he washed himself with the ice-cold well water. The water washed away the mud that had accumulated on his body for many years, but no matter how he washed it, he still had something in his heart. That trace of annoyance can never be washed away.
He said to himself:"What should I do? After I came to this world, I can't even understand what they are saying, so how will I live in the future? I can't even communicate with others at basic levels. Will I become a useless person in the future? Is there still room for me to survive in this world?"
While he was thinking, he also wore the clothes the old man prepared for him. After putting on the clothes, he walked towards the old man and said to He smiled gently at the white-haired old man and expressed his gratitude.
