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Chapter 321: The Flow of Time

Looking at the "flow of time" on the display panel, Tang Mu, who was already in his twilight years, was fascinated for a while.

Memories came flooding back, and Tang Mu's fingers trembled slightly subconsciously.

At this moment, that beautiful figure seemed to appear in front of his eyes, dancing and moving gracefully according to the rhythm of his fingers.

Tears couldn't help but fall down again.

After that night, he was alone all the time. Because he was old and there was no job that needed him, the government finally arranged him to live in a nursing home.

He also thought about "the flow of time" countless days and nights, regretting his original impulse, but everything was irreversible, and the burning was loneliness.

After that, Tang Mu tried countless times to recreate the "Time Flow" by himself, but with his ability, he simply couldn't do it.

Although Tang Mu gave up the idea in the end, he still persisted in his handicraft skills, making some small toys and selling them for some change, and then donated all the money to the "Craftsmanship Inheritance Funding Association".

It seemed that doing this could give him some comfort, because Tang Mu felt that there might be someone somewhere who was as destitute as he was and needed help.

Although this amount of money is insignificant, at least it can give me some comfort.

Two months ago, Tang Mu accidentally learned that there was money to be made in this game. After learning more about it, he spent money to rent a virtual helmet. From then on, he chose to fish on the Liuli Coast every day, and then put his soul coins on the market.

Then donate all the money you get.

At this age, he has already given up on his dreams. After all, he might be buried one day.

But at this moment, he saw the "flow of years" that he thought about day and night, and always burst into tears every time he recalled it in his dreams. Tang Mu was undoubtedly excited.

After the imaginary dance with the thread ended, Tang Mu turned his head to look at Hades, then swung the fishing rod and ran away.

After waiting for more than ten years, he longed to see "the flow of time" again.



Beiqi, Hades.

Lin Tie, who was chatting with Lin Nuo, received a notification to add a friend.

Lin Tie subconsciously clicked OK, and then a dialog box popped up.

"Hello, where are you now?"

"I'm at the fountain in the center of Hades? What can I do for you?"

"I'll be there soon!"

Lin Tie was suddenly confused and didn't know what was going on.

"Dad, who is it?" Lin Nuo asked from the side.

"I don't know, he said he would come right away." Lin Tie shook his head.

"I guess a certain player wants to buy the Time Stream in your hands. Hey, Dad, how much are you going to sell for?" Lin Nuo suddenly thought about it.

Lin Tie stared when he heard this:

"You can't be promising. Your father and I have collected this piece of equipment. After all, it is the first item made here, so it is very memorable."

While the two were chatting, a figure hurried from a distance, then stopped in front of Lin Tie and his son, and began to breathe.

"Hello, who is Lin Tie?" Tang Mu asked immediately.

"It's me, uncle, what's wrong?" Lin Tie was a little stunned. He didn't expect that the person who came to him would be an old man with gray hair.

"Can you let me see the flow of time?" Tang Mu's expression was pleading.

Lin Tie frowned slightly, but still took out the Time Flow.

Upon seeing this, Tang Mu quickly stepped forward and reached out to touch the flow of time, but he seemed to have thought of something and immediately stopped his hand. However, his expression was full of nostalgia and sadness.

Seeing Tang Mu's expression, Lin Tie looked a little surprised and couldn't help but ask:

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

"I...I had such a puppet back then, haha, it's a thing of the past, so don't mention it." Tang Mu stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears that overflowed from the corners of his eyes and said with a smile.

However, Lin Tie's expression became condensed when he heard this: "Uncle, you said you once had one?"

Tang Mu nodded, but his eyes still stayed on Yueyi Liu.

"Uncle, can you tell me how you got the flow of time in the first place." Lin Tie asked in a low voice.

Tang Mu turned to look at Lin Tie, then shook his head:

"It's just the past, don't mention it anymore, I can just take a look at it, thank you!"

After taking another deep look at the flow of time, Tang Mu still had reluctance in his eyes, but he had no money to buy the expensive purple equipment. He resisted the urge to pray to Lin Tie to give the flow of time to him, and turned around.

Prepare to leave.

Upon seeing this, Lin Tie quickly stepped forward and stopped Tang Mu:

"Uncle, I would like to ask if you are a descendant of the Jiji lineage?"

Tang Mu's departure suddenly stopped: "Do you know the tricks?"

How could Tang Mu not be familiar with the word "Ji Qiao" because the book given to him by the old man in the dilapidated temple was "Ji Qiao Xuan Ji".

After hearing this, Lin Tie knew in his heart that Tang Mu was a descendant of Jiji's lineage. He quickly opened the photo album and started rummaging through it, and then showed Tang Mu the picture with "Jijiao Man - Flow of Time" on it.

While Tang Mu was shocked, Lin Tie pointed at a line of words at the bottom of the page.

[The Jiqiao family has been kind to me, the Lin family. If future generations meet me, they will do their best to repay the kindness! 】

"Uncle, I think I know what you want. This is what our ancestors taught us. I will give it to you as time goes by!"

"This...why is this?"

Lin Tie suddenly laughed: "My ancestors of the Lin family were in great trouble, and thanks to the help of your Jiji family, we were able to survive. Therefore, your Jiji family are our benefactors. This is the ancestral precept, not to mention the passage of time.

The forging map of Liu is originally a gift from your Jiji lineage, and our Lin family is just a slight improvement, so you deserve all these years and years of Liu!"

Tang Mu was stunned when he heard this.

At this time, Lin Tie clicked on the transaction panel with Tang Mu and placed the years of exile in the transaction box:

"Favour is a favor, and it must be repaid. Although it belongs to the ancestors, the descendants should continue it. Just like the craftsmanship in my hands, it is also an inheritance and cannot be thrown away!"

Tang Mu was moved and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to refuse, but couldn't say anything.

"Take it, you need her more than me!" Lin Tie said firmly again.

Tang Mu finally clicked to confirm the transaction.

Looking at the passage of time in the inventory, Tang Mu's eyes were filled with tears. He had thought about meeting her again countless times, but he never expected that it would be in this form.

After thanking him, Tang Mu left, but Lin Tie's eyes revealed relief.

Lin Nuo on the side saw this and said somewhat depressedly:

"Dad, this is a special purple outfit. It can be sold for a lot of money."

"Money, money, money, you know money, what's the use of money!" Lin Tie couldn't help but glare after hearing this.

"You can buy spiritual minerals..." Seeing his father looking like he was about to take action, Lin Nuo suddenly shrank his neck and shrank.

"Their lineage was kind to our ancestors, and our descendants will naturally have to repay it." Seeing the depression in Lin Nuo's eyes, Lin Tie spoke again.

"Old ancestor, it's been many years." Lin Nuo defended in a low voice.

Looking at his son, Lin Tie couldn't help but sigh:

"Some people are born into wealthy families, while others are born into poor families, so people often say that the world is unfair, but if you think about it carefully, why do those who are born into wealth have a higher starting point than others? It's like

A long-distance relay race is run from generation to generation. Isn’t the wealth enjoyed by future generations the result of the hard work of our ancestors? As craftsmen, since we have taken over the baton, we must inherit everything. We must not forget the origin.

Otherwise, you will be disgracing your ancestors!"

When Lin Nuo heard this, he felt something in his heart and nodded vigorously.


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