40,000 Years of Cultivation

Big iron factory, prison cell.

This cell has a history of nearly a hundred years. It was built almost on the first day of the birth of the big iron factory. In the past 100 years, I don’t know how many workers have been imprisoned here, tortured and slaughtered, as "chickens and monkeys". Victims, maintain the high-pressure rule of the immortals.

The black steel torture instrument was stained with mottled blood and suspicious liquid. Although the color was so dim that it was almost invisible, it still lingered with a strong smell of blood. It was the soul that had been trapped here for a hundred years and was groaning low.

At this moment, the cell was filled with hundreds of people like corrupted cans, all covered with bruises, bleeding from the seven orifices, foaming at the mouth, and limp on the ground like mud, if it weren’t for the faint breathing in the chest, it was almost the same as the dead .

They are the backbone of the Wuyoujia riot.

Xu Zhicheng hugged a bunch of rusty shackles, curled up in the corner, his chest almost solidified, like a huge boulder.

In the wide-open eyes, there is still the last gleam, blooming stubbornly, unwilling to go out for a long time.

"Brother Zhicheng——"

A short stature, stone pier-like man by his side was slightly hurt less than him. While taking care of him, he whispered, "Lao Meng and Shi did not, did not support them, they had been carried away by the cultivator just now. We completely lost this battle!"

Xu Zhicheng stared at the cobweb-like crack on the top of the cell. The crack was reflected in the depths of his eyes, blooming like two flowers. He didn't seem to hear his companions. After a while, he said: "Old fourth, I just squinted. After a while, guess who did I dream about?"

The "Old Fourth" who was as short as a stone pier was slightly startled, and said, "Dreaming about Xiaobao and Xiaoqi?"

"No, the two boys in my family, as long as they open their eyelids, they always dangle in front of my eyes. Where can they meet in a dream?"

Xu Zhicheng grinned and grinned hard, "I dreamed of your father."

"What the hell?" The Shidun man was stunned.

"I dreamed of your dad and my dad. Aren't they two brothers who worshipped the handle?"

Xu Zhicheng said weakly, "Fourth old man, do you remember a long, long time ago, when we were two children, those two old guys were still there, when we were both real leather, the boss stole the chicken, the west, the dog, and the factory? The leather strips and steel **** inside came out to make slingshots, specially to hit the big girl’s ass, whoever was dressed fancy hits whoever, and once was told home by others, but your father and my father joined forces to catch us. Of course the two of us were I ran, ran several factories, crawled around on the pipes, and was finally blocked by them. It was a good meal, good guy, my **** was almost gone.

"The two old guys were tired, and we sat together and drank with a smile. The two of us lay on the ground and grinned and rubbed our buttocks. We couldn't even sit down, and we couldn't cry. Do you remember?"

The Shidun man "fourth" was stunned for a long time, every wrinkle on his face became active, and he laughed dumbfounded: "Remember, remember, this can be forgotten? When I think about it now, my **** still hurts! "

"Hahahaha!"

Xu Zhicheng smiled, "But ah, after the two old guys tidied us up steadily, another person gave us a large slingshot that was carefully polished the next day. It also had a sliding rail and a sight. At the moment, the slingshots of all the children in the factory are better, a hundred times better. The old guy said that hitting people with a slingshot and smashing windows is not enough. It is only considered that they can go to the abandoned mines around the big iron factory to hit the "ground tiger". Really capable!"

"There is this!"

The Shidun man’s "Old Fourth" smile became more and more brilliant, "I'm not as good as you hitting the big girl in the ass, but when it comes to hitting the'Dihuzi', you are far from my opponent!"

"Yes, don't you come back from dozens of'earth tigers', take a string of iron wire, and roast it on the fire, it is fragrant, really fragrant!'Chuck khacha' chewed, mouth full of oil, the old guy brought it Drinking, eating and croaking, those canned meats that have faded out of birds are really incomparable!"

Xu Zhicheng closed his eyes slightly, the corners of his eyes were glittering, "Fourth, do you remember where your slingshot went?"

The "fourth" man in Shidun shook his head: "There are too many years, so who remembers!"

"Yeah, I also lost my slingshot."

Xu Zhicheng licked his chapped lips, retorting the taste, "But I will never forget the smell of skewered'ground tiger' in my life, that oil, I really want to eat it again, but it's a pity that it's been decades old. The iron factory has expanded more than ten times to the surrounding area, and all the mines and tunnels have been raided clean. It has been a long time since the'earth tiger' has been seen, right?"

"Yes."

The Shidun guy "fourth" said, "The children nowadays have no good fortune. They have lived for decades and have not even eaten the "Landhuzi". It's really... what, Brother Zhicheng..."

The fourth child is not sure what Xu Zhicheng means.

The carefree teacher Xu Zhicheng finished talking about his father, the slingshot, and the "Earth Tiger". He was silent for a long time, coughed a few times, and said: "Fourth, talk with your heart, and follow Brother Zhicheng on this one. Road, regret it?"

The Shidun man "fourth" did not hesitate and shook his head like a rattle: "No regrets, never regrets! In the hands of these dog-day cultivators, the life is really impossible, and the fight is dead. Not fighting is dead, at least we have pulled so many immortal cultivators back!

"The fourth child has lived all his life, and he never thought that he would be able to do a cultivator happily before he died. It's worth a hundred deaths!

"Brother Zhicheng, I know what you are thinking, so please put a hundred and twenty hearts. Everyone has expected such a result a long time ago. None of the brothers will blame you, even if the time comes again, brother We will still work with you and kill the cultivators!"

Xu Zhicheng laughed: "Well said, dead cultivator! I know that no one will regret this, and I have never regretted it, but I am talking about another thing-the matter of Wuyoujiao. Do you regret doing a worry-free teaching with me?"

The Shidun man’s "old fourth" smile solidified. After hesitating for a long time, he reluctantly said, "There is nothing to regret then, and we have done everything. Under the circumstances, we had no second way to go. When the opportunity comes, you have to seize it. If you don’t seize it, you will have to be trampled under your feet as mud if you live another five hundred years!

"No regrets, no regrets!"

"But I regret it a little bit, it's not right, I should say that I am afraid."

The cracks in Xu Zhicheng’s eyes turned into flashing ripples, and he muttered, “I seemed to have slept for a long, long time, but I didn’t have half a dream. I didn’t even have a nightmare. Until now I woke up. Afraid to come.

"I haven't thought of my father and mother for a long, long time.

"It's been a long, long time since I didn't think of those things when I was a child. It's really strange. When we were young, we obviously had such a hard time. We didn't have to eat or play. We had to go to the factory every day to help the adults. I don’t remember being tired anymore, I only remember the happy things.

"And my two boys, those two guys who are as great as we were when I was young. I originally thought "Wang You Jue" could help me forget the pain of losing them completely, but the pain of losing them has not yet been forgotten. On the contrary, it is When I was happy and happy with them, I almost forgot everything.

"Fortunately, at the moment when I was about to completely forget, someone woke me up in time and woke up all of us. It was really dangerous. It was only a little bit. Only a little bit, we were about to forget all of them. What should we do? As a slingshot, you have forgotten the ability to hit the'earth tiger'—fourth, you haven't forgotten it yet?"

"No, even if it was decades ago, I still remember it clearly."

The Shidun man "fourth" frowned and said, "Brother Zhicheng, you don't understand that. Fighting'Dihuzi' is not based on eyesight and ear power. There is also a trick. I haven't passed it down for decades. Today, Let me tell you today!"

The fourth child leaned into Xu Zhicheng's ear and spoke softly for a moment. The more Xu Zhicheng listened, his eyes widened, and he suddenly realized: "Okay, you really have your fourth child, you are too bad, you are too bad!"

Two elderly people over half a hundred years old laughed loudly at the same time, laughing so much that the other prisoners in the cell were confused.

"Fourth—"

Xu Zhicheng laughed for a long time, all the muddy tears came out, and he asked, "Your daughter and grandson have both escaped, have you heard from them?"

"Well, they all escaped. Without their news, they should not have been captured by the cultivator."

The Shidun man "fourth" said, "No news is the best news this year. We stay here for so long, it should be enough for them to escape to the depths of the earth, where the immortal cultivators disdain to arrest. , Afterwards, afterwards, it's up to their good fortune!"

"That's good, that's good, don't worry, people, although it is not easy to live, but as long as you grit your teeth and die, it is not that easy to die. Our ancestors can persist underground for 10,000 years, maybe These children can continue to hold on for another 10,000 years, who knows?"

Xu Zhicheng sighed and said, "Fourth old man, we haven't forgotten our father and the good old days, and your children have escaped safely, so who said we lost this battle? According to me Say, we won, at least our children, no longer need to be enslaved and tortured by the big iron factory, right?"

The "fourth" man in Shidun was taken aback for a moment, slapped his thigh straight, grinned: "Yes, Brother Zhicheng is right, we won, and our children will never be enslaved by the big iron factory, and will never be enslaved by the big iron factory. Tortured by the author!"

Xu Zhicheng got the answer he wanted to hear, and closed his eyes contentedly, with a child-like smile on his face, singing something vaguely in his mouth.

The younger workers don’t know what he sings. Only the "fourth" generation of Shidun guys, after listening to it for a long time, only vaguely remembered that this melody seems to be a long, long time ago. The children's songs that their parents once hummed to them.

The lyrics have long been annihilated in the long river of time, but the familiar melody is still deeply buried in everyone's heart.

"Wow!"

The door of the dark iron cell was roughly opened, and a cold voice came in: "Everyone, come out!"

In response to this voice, countless people echoed in unison, the ancient children's song.