Chapter 1923

The smell of rice came, and the white-haired old man walked tremblingly to the dark stove with a cane. At the same time, he followed Ouyang Zhengxiong with both hands.

The old man picked up a bowl of porridge with his bony hands, and finally handed it to Ouyang Zhengxiong. Ouyang Zhenxiong took the porridge handed to him by the old man and sighed in his heart:"It's been more than ten thousand years, right? I didn't expect that I After going through so many storms, I can still stand here and drink such a bowl of piping hot porridge. It’s so unpredictable!"

At this time, Ouyang Zhengxiong was very hungry. Because of this, he was not suitable to eat. Those greasy things are just right for a bowl of porridge. After dinner, the sky had turned dark. Ouyang Zhenxiong followed the white-haired old man into the thatched house. The old man carefully lit the only candle on the table. Although there was only one candle, the whole small house was covered by this candle. It was lit up, and the room was instantly filled with gentle orange.

Ouyang Zhengxiong looked around. The room was very simple, with only a wooden boat, a chair and a small table. There was no dust on the desk, and there were several books neatly placed on it, but the strange thing was that Ouyang Zhengxiong didn't recognize any of the words in these books. After tens of thousands of years, these words have been renovated, but Ouyang Zhengxiong only left a wave of loss in his heart.

The white-haired old man walked to another room, and Ouyang Zhengxiong lay down on the chair. Thousands of thoughts poured out of his heart. At this moment, there was no joy at all in his heart.

Because tens of thousands of years ago, although Ouyang Zhenxiong had a distinguished life experience that no one else had, because of his mediocre qualifications, too many people were talking about him behind his back. Living in an era that put him under pressure, he I am already tired of that kind of time and suffering in life.

If there weren't still many good friends in that world, he would have let go of everything long ago. What he can't let go of now is his concern for his friends. Death may be a kind of relief for him!

But as fate would have it, after so many hardships, he survived. Although the heavy pressure was no longer on him at this moment, everything in this world had changed and became like a strange world.......

Ouyang Zhengxiong felt very sad. His relatives and friends had long since ceased to exist. Now she was the only one left living alone in this world. He felt extremely lonely.

He began to laugh at himself:"Am I free from the suffering in the world, or is the world starting to torture me again?"

The oil of the candle was almost dry, and finally a spark flashed, the candle was completely extinguished, and the whole room fell into endless darkness.

Ouyang Zhengxiong looked at the stars shining outside the window. At night, everything seemed so peaceful. But Ouyang Zhengxiong was rolling around on the bed and couldn't fall asleep.

Ouyang Zhengxiong forced himself to calm down. He used the family secret skills he learned from his brother because he wanted to see if the skills in his body had disappeared after more than 10,000 years.

At this time, the true energy was flowing regularly in his body. Unexpectedly, after ten thousand years, the skill in his body had not declined at all.

Because he was very involved at this time, his body senses immediately became very sensitive. She seemed to be able to hear the bursts of muffled roars coming to his ears from the cemetery. These roars It makes people's scalp tingle and makes their hair stand on end.

He couldn't help but mutter to himself:"Why are there so many ferocious beasts in that cemetery? Isn't it too dangerous for this old man to live here alone at such an old age? It's really scary!"

Ouyang Zhengxiong didn't know. What happened was that the old man had already walked into the cemetery of gods and demons. He was holding a bamboo flower basket in his hand. The flower basket was filled with Xiaoxiang snow maple flowers. The old man was fascinated by the evil hallucinations and demons produced in the tomb. He has long been accustomed to attraction, and he has been able to selectively block those things. He placed these snow-capped flowers on the tomb of every tomb, and his attitude towards the gods was so good.

Ouyang Zhengxiong's"home", that is, the low little tomb, because the dust in the air fell very fast, the low little tomb no longer exists, but his place is slightly more protruding than the ground. If you don't look carefully, it's hard to tell that this was a tomb before.

But the old man recognized it. He knew that it was also a tomb before. He walked to the empty tomb. Yes, the tomb sighed:"Oh! Who told you that you don't even have your own tombstone? I'm afraid that in the future, No one in this world will remember you, which is not bad. Although your honor is gone, you will get a quiet life. No one will bother you in the future. You can go wherever you come from. Go, don’t miss this world too much, after all, people always have to leave."