Why am I invincible again?
Chapter 1025 Demon Seeds Naturally Formed
Chapter 1025 Demon Seeds Naturally Formed (59)
Speaking of this, many people around have already shown desperate and angry expressions.
The old man scanned around, only to find that there were quite a few people who hadn't come back. There were one or two people in every household. Besides, there were a few unfamiliar faces, obviously brought back by people from the village.
After five or six years, it's just a snap of the fingers, but the appearance of those who left back then has changed.
There are many vicissitudes and bitterness on their faces, and even when they arrive in the village, their eyes are still full of desolation.
For some reason, the old man felt a little guilty in his heart.
It was he who failed to guard the village.
In the current situation, even a few widowed and lonely old people can't survive, not to mention there are so many more people and so many mouths.
Everyone fell into silence for a while, and some people even had a dull expression on their faces.
Finally, the young man who spoke got up first and continued walking towards the village.
"I still want the big guy to settle down. I have suffered a lot along the way, village chief, do you have anything to eat?"
The old man was stunned for a second, looked at the familiar faces in front of him, and finally nodded hurriedly.
"Yes... that's okay, everyone go back to your own home to rest first, and I will prepare dinner."
As the sky darkened, a large group of chariots and horses walked in along the small road at the entrance of the village. The once silent village heard a long-lost noise.
A few old people followed at the end, they did not go forward to reunite with their former family members, but stayed beside the village head, their old faces shrouded in the gloom of dusk.
Zhou Ye and Xiaotao walked along the path that was curled up by the roadside.
The ground under his feet lost all moisture, and when he stepped on it, the dry ground made a "click" and "click" sound.
Zhou Ye turned his face to look, and Xiaotao beside him looked down at the road, her beautiful profile face showed no expression at all.
The grandfather beside him patted Xiaotao's shoulder lightly.
"Your mother is waving at you."
Xiaotao raised her eyes and looked at the mother not far away who was full of tears and smiles. There was no wave in her eyes.
He continued to walk forward along the same path, not intending to go forward to reunite with his parents whom he hadn't seen for a long time.
Grandpa saw that the child did not respond, so he stopped talking.
At night, in the courtyard of the Zhou family, more than a dozen tables were put together, and dozens of people held porridge in their hands, eating steamed buns with big mouthfuls.
It was lively, but there was no atmosphere of reunion. Everyone was hungry and chomped.
The old man and his two children stood by and watched. One basket of steamed buns was gone. Grandpa was about to bend down to put another basket on it. Zhou Ye took a step ahead of him, grabbed the basket with both hands, lifted it up easily, and walked around the table. Walk around on both sides.
Grandpa narrowed his eyes, and the light was dim, covering the old man's entire face in darkness.
"Village head! Is there any porridge?!"
I'm sorry to say that there are not enough steamed buns, but what's wrong with drinking two more bowls of porridge?Anyway, everyone's land has been used by the village chief for free for so many years, so it's nothing to drink a few bowls of porridge from him now.
The old man nodded, went back to the house and walked around, and finally took out a small bag of white flour that had already been covered with a thick layer of dust from under the dustpan in the corner.
Open it and see that the noodles inside have turned yellow and moldy, the old man reached out and grabbed a handful and rubbed it.
"It's still edible."
Better than starving.
Another pot of porridge was brought to the table, and everyone stood up to scoop it up. Just as the spoon was put in, it swung around without any resistance.
"It's too thin, what's the difference from drinking water?"
(End of this chapter)
Speaking of this, many people around have already shown desperate and angry expressions.
The old man scanned around, only to find that there were quite a few people who hadn't come back. There were one or two people in every household. Besides, there were a few unfamiliar faces, obviously brought back by people from the village.
After five or six years, it's just a snap of the fingers, but the appearance of those who left back then has changed.
There are many vicissitudes and bitterness on their faces, and even when they arrive in the village, their eyes are still full of desolation.
For some reason, the old man felt a little guilty in his heart.
It was he who failed to guard the village.
In the current situation, even a few widowed and lonely old people can't survive, not to mention there are so many more people and so many mouths.
Everyone fell into silence for a while, and some people even had a dull expression on their faces.
Finally, the young man who spoke got up first and continued walking towards the village.
"I still want the big guy to settle down. I have suffered a lot along the way, village chief, do you have anything to eat?"
The old man was stunned for a second, looked at the familiar faces in front of him, and finally nodded hurriedly.
"Yes... that's okay, everyone go back to your own home to rest first, and I will prepare dinner."
As the sky darkened, a large group of chariots and horses walked in along the small road at the entrance of the village. The once silent village heard a long-lost noise.
A few old people followed at the end, they did not go forward to reunite with their former family members, but stayed beside the village head, their old faces shrouded in the gloom of dusk.
Zhou Ye and Xiaotao walked along the path that was curled up by the roadside.
The ground under his feet lost all moisture, and when he stepped on it, the dry ground made a "click" and "click" sound.
Zhou Ye turned his face to look, and Xiaotao beside him looked down at the road, her beautiful profile face showed no expression at all.
The grandfather beside him patted Xiaotao's shoulder lightly.
"Your mother is waving at you."
Xiaotao raised her eyes and looked at the mother not far away who was full of tears and smiles. There was no wave in her eyes.
He continued to walk forward along the same path, not intending to go forward to reunite with his parents whom he hadn't seen for a long time.
Grandpa saw that the child did not respond, so he stopped talking.
At night, in the courtyard of the Zhou family, more than a dozen tables were put together, and dozens of people held porridge in their hands, eating steamed buns with big mouthfuls.
It was lively, but there was no atmosphere of reunion. Everyone was hungry and chomped.
The old man and his two children stood by and watched. One basket of steamed buns was gone. Grandpa was about to bend down to put another basket on it. Zhou Ye took a step ahead of him, grabbed the basket with both hands, lifted it up easily, and walked around the table. Walk around on both sides.
Grandpa narrowed his eyes, and the light was dim, covering the old man's entire face in darkness.
"Village head! Is there any porridge?!"
I'm sorry to say that there are not enough steamed buns, but what's wrong with drinking two more bowls of porridge?Anyway, everyone's land has been used by the village chief for free for so many years, so it's nothing to drink a few bowls of porridge from him now.
The old man nodded, went back to the house and walked around, and finally took out a small bag of white flour that had already been covered with a thick layer of dust from under the dustpan in the corner.
Open it and see that the noodles inside have turned yellow and moldy, the old man reached out and grabbed a handful and rubbed it.
"It's still edible."
Better than starving.
Another pot of porridge was brought to the table, and everyone stood up to scoop it up. Just as the spoon was put in, it swung around without any resistance.
"It's too thin, what's the difference from drinking water?"
(End of this chapter)
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