This year, Dahu left, packed his bags, and traveled to distant places.
In the second year, I walked more.
In the third year, Luo Chen attended the funeral of the old man in the village who died.
Starting from this year, many elderly people in the village began to pass away. Over the course of the year, they had to participate more than a dozen times. In one year, they even participated more than a hundred times.
During the process, Dahu came back. When he saw Luo Chen, his eyes were red because his grandfather passed away this year.
Time passed like this little by little, and more and more people in the village left.
Some went to distant places, to cities, and never came back, and some died.
The once bustling village has gradually lost its population.
Until later, all the young people in the village left, and most of the villagers were old people who stayed behind.
Dahu's parents are already a little gray, and they look forward to Dahu's return home every day.
But I heard that Dahu had built a new home in the city, with a large manor, and rarely came back.
The old couple would go there occasionally, but they were not used to life in the city, so they refused to stay there for a long time.
Unknowingly, another ten years have passed. These ten years may seem like a long time, but they disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Like a white foal passing through the gap.
Many empty houses in the village are already covered with dust, some are beginning to look dilapidated, and some are overgrown with weeds.
Another thirty years passed, and this year, Dahu came back again.
Almost all the grandparents in the village have left, and there are new graves on the mountains outside the village.
One of the new graves belongs to Dahu's father.
He also left. He did not live to be two hundred years old, but only looked like he was over a hundred years old.
Dahu walked on the old streets, which were no longer covered with moss, and many places were dilapidated.
At this moment, Dahu felt a little sad.
He went to see Luo Chen specifically, and the carpenter looked old.
"Uncle Mu, can I see you next time when I come back?" Dahu was outside. Sometimes it went well, and sometimes it didn't go well.
He was also sad and sad, but he didn't know who to talk to.
He was sitting in Luo Chen's yard. The place remained unchanged. It seemed that what it was like when he was a child would be what it was like when he grew up.
He suddenly missed his childhood.
"There were a lot of people in the village at that time. Every few nights, beautiful women from other places would come here to dance, sing, and offer sacrifices."
"At that time, Jinqueer, Cuckoo, Nishanghua, Crow and others, we played hide and seek and caught fish together." Dahu said with endless aftertaste.
"At that time, I was looking forward to growing up and going out to explore the world, but these years have been full of hardships. After traveling, I realized that the best time was still that time." Dahu said with a smile.
Luo Chen knew that Dahu might have encountered an unsatisfactory life outside, but Luo Chen didn't ask any more questions, but listened quietly to Dahu's words.
Dahu left. Ten years later, there were fewer and fewer people in the village and it became more and more defeated.
The village that once had a population of 10,000 people now has less than 100 elderly people in the village.
Dahu has also reached middle age, and this year during the Snow Festival, he came back.
Uncle Mu is still there, but many people in the village are gone.
Jinqueer also came back, and even his hair was a little gray.
"After all, we can't go back, everything has changed!"
Almost everyone who comes back will come and see Luo Chen.
Because Luo Chen is the witness of their lives and the preserver of their childhood memories.
Although the village is dilapidated, whenever they see Luo Chen, they seem to be transported back to their childhood and the original era of that village.
At that time, they were still children, carefree, their parents were alive, and their grandparents who loved them were still alive!
They are so happy and happy.
Dahu's generation is also getting older, and some already have grandchildren.
But it's surprising.
When they returned to the dilapidated village, most of the houses in the village had collapsed.
Only the lonely old wooden house at the entrance of the village still stands.
Dahu is back, hobbling and hunched. He lives in his former ancestral home, as if he has returned to the time when his parents were still alive.
"Uncle Mu, I found that the best years were when my parents were both here and I was loved like a child." Dahu said.
There are fluctuations in his cultivation, but he can't resist it. He is getting older and declining.
Once he stayed there, it lasted a year.
And Luo Chen also forgot how long he had been here.
When he came, Dahu was still a child. Now, Dahu is already old.
Dahu and the others had already seen the problem, but no one asked.
This seemingly unknown village guard looks very mysterious.
Luo Chen didn't wait like this. He looked gray-haired and old, but Luo Chen's power of the five elements became more and more concentrated.
That night, a strong wind blew inexplicably outside the village, and thunder fell from high in the sky that night.
This night, the night was like a rolling ocean, with ripples in the space.
Dahu and several people came out and looked at the sky.
Soon, they ran towards the end of the village and where the carpenter was.
There, a bonfire was lit.
As soon as the big tiger entered the yard, he conquered it.
Because beside the bonfire, he saw his former self, running happily among the crowd, his parents, and those familiar people in the village who he had long forgotten.
An era has passed after all, and those scenes happened a hundred years ago.
At this moment, Dahu burst into tears.
Then he looked at Luo Chen and Uncle Mu.
It was still the same as when he was a child, and the same as when he first saw it.
But Luo Chen seemed to have no aura of the First Era in his body.
High in the sky, among the churning ocean, an extremely terrifying figure gradually emerged.
His aura is extremely terrifying.
At the level of a king alone, he is definitely one of the strongest kings in the First Era!
His long red hair was spread behind his head, and his whole body bloomed with endless waves.
His power carries the supreme power that encompasses the world.
In the other direction, there is also a white cloud spreading, which is another powerful king.
His aura is somewhat similar to that of the Taoist Master of Heaven. His contempt for the king is extremely terrifying, and his eyes shine with infinite rays of light, as if they contain a whole world.
Seeing that powerful figure emerging from the sky, Dahu and the others were shocked. They knew that Uncle Mu was not simple, but they did not expect that this terrifying power would exceed their imagination!
"Uncle Mu, who are you?" Dahu said with a bitter smile.