Looking at Lishan not far ahead, Feng Yi turned his head and looked at everyone and said with a smile.
"Yes, no one thought that brother-in-law, you could stay in there for so many years and that when you came out, you would have changed into a different world."
Ren Zhuzhu sighed with a smile: "What I didn't expect is that after so many years, Sister Tingting has never been sad and cried. She has always been stronger than us."
Ren Tingting raised her lips slightly and said: "That's because I have confidence in Feng Yi. I know that he will be safe and sound, and I believe that he will come to us as soon as possible after he comes out, right?"
"Yes, my brother-in-law appeared again like a god coming down to earth, and he took care of those sea monsters..."
When Ren Zhuzhu said this, she suddenly paused and said with some regret: "Obviously it happened a long time ago, but when I think about it, it still feels like yesterday."
"If everything goes normally, we would already be over 60 years old."
Ren Zhuzhu said calmly from the side.
Yes, it has been almost forty years, and Feng Yi is also filled with emotion about this.
When he first came here, he was only a twenty-year-old boy. Uncle Jiu was in his prime at that time. Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were still mindless and unhappy who were getting into trouble all day long and refused to change.
Awei, Uncle Qianhe, Zhuge Kongping, and so many Maoshan disciples, familiar faces flashed through his mind, eventually turning into silent sighs.
Many of these people have died, and some have already traveled across the ocean and settled in other places. Normally, they would not see each other for three to five years. It is simply impossible to go back to the past.
What's more, Feng Yi and the others are all zombies, they will never age or die, and their appearance will not change. It's okay to stay together occasionally, but after a long time, many people will feel uncomfortable.
Like Uncle Jiu and Gu Gu, they are open-minded and have no desires. There are only a few who believe that one more day to live is just one more day. They cannot stand the cowardice and weakness of others in the face of birth, old age, illness and death.
If they ask, will Feng Yi agree or refuse?
It is definitely impossible to agree. Turning people into zombies is no different from evil heretics. But if you refuse, it is inevitable that the other party will feel resentful.
However, Feng Yi is not particularly satisfied with the current situation. There are too few major events such as the emergence of the Demon King and changing the Yellow River. He has no interest in dealing with ordinary ghosts and monsters. It is like shooting mosquitoes with a cannon, which is no fun at all.
Therefore, most of the next time will return to calm. Others are still struggling for tomorrow's life. Feng Yi, who now has everything and lacks nothing, has no goal at all.
Of course, as long as Destiny is still there, Feng Yi will still not slack off, but he is also thinking, when Destiny is really eliminated, where will they go?
In the eyes of many people, immortality is the greatest pursuit, but for Feng Yi now, there are already signs of being boring.
"What are you thinking about?"
A gentle little hand held Feng Yi's hand and asked softly.
"Nothing, I suddenly thought of a friend."
Feng Yi looked at Ren Tingting and said with a smile.
This friend is Kuang Guohua, whom he has never met before. At this time, he should be living in hiding with Kuang Fusheng.
Living in no fixed place, wandering around, filled with resistance to the identity of a zombie, as well as unspeakable fear and terror.
That kind of feeling is painful just thinking about it.
Now he still has Tingting and the others by his side, but this companionship lasts for a hundred years. What will happen in a thousand years?
"Why do you think so much? The biggest trouble people have is thinking too much. They are not sure what will happen tomorrow."
After coming back to his senses, Feng Yi shook his head mockingly and held Ren Tingting's hand harder.
Ren Tingting sensed this and smiled at him: "The Mausoleum of the First Emperor will be arriving soon. Are you ready to meet your old friends?"
"Well, we haven't been out for a long time, let's see them."
Feng Yi replied.
"Do you still know the entrance?"
"Entrance?"
Feng Yi naturally remembered the entrance from inside, but at that time he couldn't get out on his own strength. Now, this is no longer a problem.
The entrance to the First Emperor's Mausoleum has been rotating every sixty-four years. Logically speaking, the time now is not suitable.
But now Feng Yi has extraordinary strength. As long as he senses the flow of water in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, he can control it. As long as he adjusts it to the right position, the gate of life will open.
In fact, the door of life and the door of death are no problem for Feng Yi now. In his eyes, the monsters inside are no different from soldiers and generals, and they cannot hurt them at all.
"Are you still ready to go in?"
Feng Yi turned his head and looked at everyone and asked.
"Of course I have to go in, Master, this is the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, the mausoleum of one emperor throughout the ages. I definitely want to open my eyes!"
Luosang was the first to shout.
"Master, I also want to go in and have a look..."
Xiao Ke followed up and said.
Not only Xiaoke, but also two zombies with extraordinary strength, Xuankui and Haoshu, are also curious about the Mausoleum of the First Emperor.
"Let's go in together."
Back then, the three sisters Ren Tingting were not strong enough to help, and they had not carefully observed the scene of the First Emperor's Mausoleum. This time they came back feeling very different and full of interest.
"Okay, Luo Sang, please be careful not to let the poisonous gas inside enter your body."
Luo Sang was the only ordinary person among the crowd, so Feng Yi still explained a little more.
"Don't worry, Master, I will take good care of myself."
Luosang said with a smile.
In the past, there was dust and flying sand everywhere in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, but now many trees have been planted around it, and it can be seen that there are still people taking care of it.
"It's pretty good. It's much better than those who did nothing before."
Feng Yi looked at the trees with branches and said.
"Well, although our country is still very poor now, it can be seen that everyone is very motivated and full of longing and hope for the future."
Ren Tingting echoed from the side.
"It will get better and better in the future."
After saying these words, Feng Yi walked to the boulder of the First Emperor's Mausoleum, put his mind away, and sensed the flow of the Milky Way inside.
In the process of the flow of mercury, the entire Mausoleum of the First Emperor moved silently at an undetectable speed, and the only living door was hidden underground.
Calculating the time, it will take about twenty years before it will be moved to the ground.
Twenty years was too long, and he was seizing the day. Feng Yi stretched out his hand and pressed it against the boulder. The breath in his body surged like a tide, and then followed the cracks in the stone into the Mausoleum of the First Emperor and injected into the Milky Way.
Under Feng Yi's control, the originally undetectable speed of operation suddenly accelerated. The Milky Way was galloping, the Mausoleum of the First Emperor was spinning, and the earth was shaking and roaring. Xiao Ke, who was not paying attention for a moment, stumbled and almost fell to the ground.
Luo Sang grabbed him at the side.
"Thank you, senior sister."
Xiaoke was a little embarrassed.
"You were too absorbed just now. Master has said that you must leave a trace of reason and clarity at all times."
Luo Sang knocked on Xiao Ke's head and said with slight reproach.
