His sudden shout probably scared the person hiding there. From the sound, the man was startled and staggered on the gravel of the mountain grass, then he walked out carefully from the darkness behind the hut not far away.

Even though the sky was filled with dark air and dark clouds, I could not see the moon at all, but with Longya's eyesight, I could still see the person clearly--

He was an old man in his sixties or seventies. It can be seen that he was very tall when he was young. Even when he was old, he still looked like he was about 1.7 meters tall. He had a arch on his back and was very thin everywhere except for his belly.

He was wearing gray clothes, shoulders, chest, arms, and legs with yellow talisman paper. The talisman paper was different from the one used before, and it looked a bit inferior, just like the yellow paper burned at the grave during the Qingming Festival. The runes on it were not so smooth and looked messy.

These messy talisman papers made the old man look a little funny and pitiful.

"..." Longya swept the man up and down, twitched the corner of his mouth: "Why don't you just put one on your forehead? Is this a devil or a deportation yourself!"

He looked down at the yellow paper talisman on his body with some discomfort, pinched his fingers, and fucked the words with a dialect accent: "I just saw the black gas running around when I came back. I was afraid of being entangled, so I took out some talismans and put them on my body to guard against it."

"Come back?" Long Ya frowned when she heard this word, and glanced at the cottage behind the old man. He raised his chin to the somewhat simple cottage and said, "You are not the one who lives in this room, are you?"

"Yes." The old man nodded.

"Hiss-I heard that the people living in this room are people who clean the ancient building..." Long Ya remembered what Qi Chen had said before, looked at the old man again, with a little suspicion in his eyes.

"Yes! I am the one who cleaned the ancient building." The old man replied.

Long Ya frowned: "That black air is not something that ordinary people can see. There is also the yellow paper talisman you are wearing. Don't tell me that you are also a part-time wise man, waiting for Qingming to consecrate ordinary people to those who are going up the mountain and cheat some pocket money."

The old man was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said, "No, of course not! I was just used for self-defense. It was very rough and no one would be willing to accept it for free."

Long Ya still looked at him with some disbelief.

When I brought Qi Chen up the mountain a few times before, it was almost midnight. The hut next to me was always dark and there was no movement at all. I guess the people living in it had already gone to bed, let alone meet each other.

Longya originally thought that someone might be living alone in the mountains, without much labor capacity and no one at home who needs care for, so he was arranged to live in the mountains, clean the ancient building, which is also a place to settle down.

But he didn't expect it to be such an old man.

"You drew this talisman by yourself?" Long Ya asked.

The old man nodded: "Yes..."

"You can see black gas that ordinary people cannot see, and you can draw some useful talismans... How could you live alone on this Qushan Mountain? Even if you really want to pull a piece of cloth to be a warlock in the world, it would be better than this." Long Ya said, and glanced at him again, but he really couldn't feel any evil spirit in him.

The old man was silent for a while and said, "My family... started from many ancestors before many generations, and they would order these tricks of the world. Of course, they are much more sophisticated than me. Half of them were born and half were studied by myself after birth. It was just passed down from generation to generation. When I arrived at me, there was not much left in the natural part. I didn't care much about the acquired ones. I just could draw a few self-defense talismans. It would be enough. Since my ancestors, my family has always had a family motto, that is, every month, when no one is gone, I have to go to Qushan to sweep the dust of this ancient building... It has been passed down to me. I am alone, and I have no worries, so I don't wait for the nineteenth. I just moved up the mountain and cleaned it every day when there is no one."

Longya was still a little confused in the first half of the time. When he heard the "19th of every month", he felt a little in his heart: "Have your ancestors told you why you came to clean the 19th of every month?"

"Yes, I don't just leave words..." the old man whispered: "The things my ancestors know are much more profound than ours. They don't just leave simple words. Some things I was born to remember and often dreamed of, so I always remember them in my heart."

"The reason why my family has been going up the mountain every nineteenth month to clean the ancient building is because there was a great charity living in this ancient building. He had saved dozens of family members of my ancestors and saved many people. But too many people were afraid of his name and were afraid that he would be with him. My Qin family has always been a person who remembers his kindness. His ancestors left messages to clean the ancient building for him for generations, and waited until he came back. When he came back, he told him that there were not only people who were afraid of him, but also those who were thinking about him..."

"Although I have been alone all my life, I am a great blessing. I have been waiting for so many generations of people in my family. I asked me to wait for this head. I didn't have time to thank my ancestors at the beginning. I finished talking for him..." He said, looking at Qi Chen on Longya's shoulder, and then bent his knees and was about to kneel.

Long Ya was stunned by him, turned to look at the person on his shoulders, and realized that at some point Qi Chen had changed.

He raised his foot to press against the man's knees that were about to touch the ground, and stopped him, "He is about to wake up! I can't accept your thanks for him. When he wakes up, tell him yourself!"

After saying that, he turned around and flashed into the ancient building, raised his hand to lit the two lamps on the desk, and then held one to the side room on the right.

It turns out that this ancient building is constantly cleaned all year round, and there is no sign of dust at all. Even the bed is neat and clean. In a place like Xicheng City, it is not as hot as it touches it. It is obvious that it has been taken care of regularly and sundried regularly.

Longya put Qi Chen on the bed, and with a trembling wrist, he touched a black pill. A jade pot came out. He raised Qi Chen's head and stuffed the pill into Qi Chen's mouth. Then he raised his head and drank a sip of water from the jade pot, and crossed it to Qi Chen's lips.

The old man was probably a little worried about Qi Chen's condition and followed in a panic. As soon as he asked, "Is there anything I can help?", he saw the scene of Longya crossing the water. He was shocked and suddenly became a coffin board, and he retreated silently. He looked at the huge ghost painting talisman hanging in the hall, and was stunned for a long time.

Qi Chen was lying on the bed, his facial features had not changed, but his hair became very long, spread like ink under his body, and his clothes also turned into plain long clothes. Against the backdrop of his hair color, they were thin and white, as if they were about to be gone in the next second.

Long Ya sat beside the bed, looking at his appearance that he had not seen for a long time, and was stunned for a moment.

The person who could speak freely before suddenly became what he used to be, and just lay quietly in front of him, with signs of regaining his memory... Long Yatou, who had been writing the word "never mind" for thousands of years, felt this emotion once.

In addition to the ancient building, the other three places where the formations were arranged were turned upside down at this time -

The river flowing through Xigang is surging, and it is rising one after another. It will pounce on the shore almost in the next second, directly flooding half of Xigang.

The black air in the stone cave where the formation was once set up at the bottom of the river was rolling, like a huge dragon, tumbling at the bottom of the river, causing countless tides.

There was a huge vibration under the construction site in Yun City, and then gravel splashed everywhere. The black gas surged into pieces and caused countless cracks on the ground. The stone crusher and scaffolding were shaken and tilted. The shed around the construction site was directly overturned and fell to the ground, with dust all over the sky.

In the residential area of ​​Qin City, the old locust tree that was originally planted on the ground where the Fuzhi array was located had turned into a broken wood at this time. The soil around it was messed up, and only a bottomless pit was left on the ground. The walls of the residential building next to it were affected, and fine cracks appeared. They spread from the bottom like spider webs, and large areas of walls were all over the walls.

Where the talisman array was broken, the black gas turned into a black dragon, soaring straight into the sky, churning in the sea of ​​clouds, covering the entire sky.

After all the black air dissipated, strands of light spread out from the four talisman arrays, just like stars floating out from the ground, carrying a faint layer of fire, forming rivers of light, and the earth spanned across the east, west, south, and north, and flowed towards Qushan, Xishi.

If someone can see it, they will inevitably be shocked by the scene so hard that they can't speak.

Countless light spots with fire light gathered from all directions, embracing the entire ancient building.

It’s like the people in the ancient building are reborn in a fire.

The red flames almost reflected half of the sky, and the old man waiting in the hall opened his mouth and looked at the scene in front of him... This is probably the most amazing scene his family has seen in his life, no, for so many years.

All these star-like light spots rushed into Qi Chen's body. His outline became clearer and clearer. His ink-colored hair became longer and longer, and his plain white robe was no longer so vague that it was almost unreal.

Longya suddenly couldn't sit still.

He stood up with his hands pinched his hands, walked to the window of the side room, and looked at the sky where the fire had just dissipated outside.

Behind him, the wooden table was burning quietly, and the room was covered with dim yellow.

The black dragon in the sky has been submerged in the sea of ​​clouds, and thunder keeps flashing, and the more it strikes, the more it is, the more it is...

After a long time, with the last thunder rolling, the rain fell again with a "whistle" sound. The sound of rain hit the eaves of the ancient building in pieces, connecting them into lines in front of the eaves, like water curtains.

There is no way to see crescent moon and broken stars on such rainy days, not to mention that the black air has not dissipated yet.

But not far away, a red star appeared... It was the star of Yingmao that had not been seen for a long time.

The moment the Star of Yingmao lights up, Longya heard a rumbling sound behind him, and he froze.

Then there was the footsteps that were so light that even Longya could not hear clearly, and the sound of the footsteps from the edge of the bed to behind Longya.

A few seconds later, a voice that was so familiar that it could not be more familiar to him rang in his ears, saying, "It's raining again..."

Longya's heart suddenly fell to the ground, everything was exactly the same as many years ago, as if there had never been a separation of life and death...
Chapter completed!