Pick up a deity to cultivate a subject

The mass graves in the middle of the night are full of crows, eating carrion and pecking at dead bones. It is as eerie and terrifying as Jiuyou Terrace.

The flower funeral bone sat on the coffin, resting its chin in one hand, writing and drawing on the ground with half of the dead bone in the other hand, and kept chanting: "Flowers bloom and fall, people die and live, it is said that the dead are the greatest, and it is safe to go to the ground. There are people who still remember me, who has no ashes left, but this man who died halfway through the evocation is really a bit irresponsible."

After the last stroke of the flower funeral bone painting, when the wind blew, the bone finger holding the dry bone shook, and fell to the ground with a thud. The fragile skeleton shook three times, and picked up the fallen bone with the other intact hand. Pointing, walking tremblingly to the center of the drawn formation, looking at the still warm corpse under his feet, the skeleton trembled, as if he was sighing.

The young man's figure has not yet grown, and his immature facial features are already showing exquisiteness. After looking at the flower funeral bone for a long time, he lay down on the young man's body.

"Hey, look over there, there seems to be something?"

"What is it? There are mass graves over there, and there are more dead people. Don't talk nonsense, let's go."

"No, something is really moving!"

"Didn't you go to hell... Damn! Ghost!"

"Run!"

The human voice became clearer and clearer. Hua Zanggu opened his eyes and looked at the burning lantern that fell on the ground not far away. He didn't even have the strength to open his mouth. Resurrection means abandoning the corpse and dying again in the wilderness, right?

"Wen Yuan! Wen Yuan, you are still alive, it's really great!"

"Brother Qian, Wen Yuan is here, come here quickly, come here quickly!"

The girl's cry was a little sharp, Hua Zanggu frowned, looked at the person lying on top of him, and wanted to tell her to be quiet, but she was really weak, until another young boy ran over and knelt beside him.

"A Yuan, find some rattan ropes nearby, we are going to take Wen Yuan out of here."

"Okay! Look at Wenyuan, I'll be back soon!"

Fortunately, the young man was calm, he calmed down the girl's crying and arranged the next step in an orderly manner, Hua Zonggu couldn't help but look sideways, this young man looked only thirteen or fourteen years old, but he had a mature and steady look, his eye circles were red and swollen, and he looked like he was about to cry But Hua Zanggu felt a little distressed by his extremely patient appearance.

He tried his best to barely reach the young man's hand, moved his fingers lightly, and the young man held his hand back, showing a smile uglier than crying.

"It's all right."

Hua Zanggu glanced at the young girl who trotted back, rolled his eyes, and passed out, he was so weak that he couldn't speak, there was really nothing else he could do except to faint and digest the host's memory.

A fire destroyed a century-old family. Gu Qian and Gu Yuan escaped by chance. Gu Wenyuan tried his best to escape and asked the Xue family for help, but he was robbed and killed on the way, and his soul was scattered. recruited out.

It was already noon when Hua Zonggu woke up again. He was lying in the mess that had been burned by the fire. The two children, that is, Gu Qian and Gu Yuan, who had escaped, stood blankly in the yard, their shoulders trembling. It was amazing, Hua Zang Gu felt that he had recovered a little bit, sat up with his body propped up, picked up a stone and threw it over.

"Wen Yuan, you're awake. Are you thirsty?"

Gu Yuan was the first to run over to ask, and Gu Wenyuan shook his head.

"Are you hungry?"

Gu Qian also came over to ask, Gu Wenyuan continued to shake his head, pointed to a corner next to him, Gu Qian and Gu Yuan looked at it at the same time, there was a two-year-old child curled up there, the beam fell just to form a dead corner, saved the The child dies.

"It's Yingge, he's still alive!"

Gu Yuan ran over excitedly, his voice was stained with tears, Gu Qian glanced at Gu Wenyuan, and the confusion in his eyes dissipated a little.

"There is still hope for people alive. As long as people are still there, the Gu family will not disappear."

After Hua Zungu finished speaking, suppressing the fishy sweetness in his throat, he raised his right hand tremblingly. A small pile of books and a large pile of jewelry appeared in front of the two of them. The books were taken out of Gu Wenyuan's Qiankun sleeve , jewelry is his own little treasury.

Thinking about whether there were any magic treasures in the treasure house of the Hua family back then, he just took a look at the Qiankun Seal, which was printed on the soul after recognizing the Lord with a drop of blood. Even if he died, the magic treasure would not be taken away by others.

Hua Feiqing laughed at him for thinking too much at the time, but now it seems that he is planning ahead.

"Wen Yuan, you are right, the Gu family still has us."

Gu Qian's eyes seemed to be in the stars, too bright, Hua Zanggu smiled and fell asleep again, this body is really too weak, the next thing is to look at the youngest of the Gu family.

In the following days, Gu Qian was so busy that his feet didn't touch the ground, and Gu Yuan took on the burden of taking care of Hua Zonggu and Xiao Yingge by himself, and he was extremely busy.

Hua Zonggu lay on the bed every day and stared at the two-year-old Xiao Yingge. Facts proved that his vision was correct. In just three months, he woke up from the ruins to a clean room every day. , and Gu Qian's strength has also soared all the way. When Hua Zonggu can walk on the ground, the Gu family has returned to everyone's sight.

"Wen Yuan, the Beiyang Xue family sent an invitation card. You can go to the Qinse Festival next month with me. You should go out for a walk after being ill for so long."

Hua Zonggu nodded noncommittally, he should go and see after being isolated from the world for 100 years.

"Wen Lan, who is the head of the Xue family now?" Hua Zanggu called Gu Qian's name, but he couldn't say "brother". She loved her tightly and didn't say anything.

"Xue Huai, Xue Jiuyin." Gu Qian responded casually, and continued to look through the letters on the table, but he didn't see Hua Zanggu's pale face in an instant. He has been too much socialized in the past few days, and he is a little bit powerless.

"It turned out to be him..." Hua Zanggu murmured, subconsciously stroking the ends of his hair with his fingers, he really couldn't imagine what it was like that young man riding a horse sitting in that position back then.

The flowers bloomed once in a young age, but no one takes pity on the flowers...

In the blink of an eye for a hundred years, things have changed and people have changed. Hua Zonggu looked at the white bandages wrapped around his arms, and smiled on his brows and lips. Is this a bad fate?

Xue Huai, there must be a settlement between you and me. Would you be surprised that I crawled back from hell to find you?

"Wen Lan, help me get an outfit, it shouldn't be too shabby to go out with you."

Hua Zonggu moved to Gu Qian's side and pulled his sleeves, like a child asking for candy, completely disregarding his advanced age, his thick-skinnedness is only increasing.

"When did I lose you, put away this pitiful look quickly, and don't be afraid of being laughed at when you are a grown-up."

Gu Qian smiled and ruffled Hua Zanggu's hair. His younger brother has changed a lot since he died, but no matter how he changes, he is still Gu Qian's younger brother.