I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

Dark tomb.

It was exactly the same as in the memory, with the dried corpse sitting in the middle unchanged.

"I thought it would be the same as leeks."

Chen Luo took his hand away from the mummy brother's head, his expression slightly regretful. The brains in this tomb have been taken away by him, and they will not be born again. Afterwards, Chen Luo went to the other tomb chamber he had visited before and found that the result was the same.

The brain that has been taken away will not be restored.

Because the brains of these two bodies did not disappear, but resided in his body.

After confirming that the brain of the mummy brother could not be refreshed repeatedly, Chen Luo walked to the edge of the tomb with a little regret. The last time he came here, Chen Luo found a way to enter the second tomb chamber and replenished the brain of the mummy brother. This time he came back and collected at least ten. This is a long-term plan. Chen Luo is going to study it carefully here and learn about the formation patterns in the tomb.

Chen Luo flew down from the sky and revisited his old place, just in time to take a look.

When the father and son who were still running for their lives saw this scene, they knelt down on the ground and kowtowed desperately, hoping that the gods would forgive their father and son for their previous disrespectful behavior.

In mid-air, Chen Luo released his aura without any scruples.

I just hope that my ancestors will bless me and this boy can have some enlightenment. I can't find a young girl, even a widow. If it doesn't work, he can accept it if he is older.

Chen Luo nodded, as he had expected it, but he still couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when he actually heard it. Then he thought of the strong and competitive Junior Sister He.

Chen Luo walked to the door of Ma Laizi's shop in his memory. He took a look at the old man at the door. It was indeed not someone he knew. He was most likely Ma Laizi's apprentice after he left.

The air in the room was turbid. Judging from the smell, no one had been here for a long time.

"Fairy!!"

This is the place where he and his third uncle lived for many years.

He doesn't like to talk at all. He is almost thirty years old and has never found a wife. If he can't even learn how to plow a field, it will be difficult to support himself for the rest of his life.

While he was thinking wildly, Li Erhe's hand suddenly shook.

"Go back to Yue country first."

"knew."

The tenant farmer Lao Li is plowing the land here with his son Li Erhe. The old scalper in front is pulling the plow hard, and behind him Lao Li is constantly telling his son what needs to be paid attention to when plowing the land.

Lao Li was so angry that he slapped his son on the back of the head. This boy was too stupid, and he didn't have the spirituality of his youth at all. With such stupidity, Lao Li's family might be gone in this generation, and their incestuous relationship would be cut off.

Disperse the blinders on your body and blend into the crowd of pedestrians.

Yu Jian flew very fast, and Chen Luo arrived at Qingya County in just half an hour.

Hearing Chen Luo's question, the old man held the iron pot in his hand and frowned at Chen Luo.

"It's broad daylight, what kind of nonsense are you talking about! The graves contain the ancestors' bodies. You go in and take a look! There are still people living there. I think you're just a fool for running around!"

Lao Li Tou lit a dry cigarette and sat on the field ridge nearby. He heard his son's question before he started smoking, and he was so angry that he cursed.

Li Erhe's voice was trembling a little, his teeth were clashing up and down, and his voice was also a little different.

Li Erhe responded in a muffled voice.

Time is a thing that is particularly noticeable in mortals.

"Don't just talk but don't practice, come on, you will plow this time!"

Chen Luo flew out of the tomb pit. The commotion just now was caused by him using his magic power to clean up the tomb passage. Due to the long disrepair, the walls of the tomb passage were penetrated by plant roots, and the walls were mixed with the soil. There was nothing that could be done about it. Use brute force to clear it, otherwise a landslide will form. So Chen Luo spent a little effort to achieve the previous scene.

"It's a scam!!!"

The hand was pale and clean, and at first glance it looked like an old corpse that had not seen the sun all year round.

Time has not left any trace on him.

After hearing Chen Luo's question, the old man's expression became more respectful, and a conjecture came to his mind, which excited him very much. When he first became a disciple of Ma Laizi, his purpose was to establish a relationship with him. However, after most of his life, he had looked away from many things. He had completely forgotten all his thoughts when he was young, and occasionally he would laugh at his own whims when he recalled them. But he didn't want this person to come back when he gave up completely.

Li Erhe took the plow from his father and began to drive the old scalpers carefully.

Dispersing his consciousness, Chen Luo observed the situation in the city and found that many streets in the city had changed. Some old houses disappeared and some new ones appeared. In his memory, the courtyard where he and his third uncle lived became a separate garden, and the county government office also changed its location. The place where Master Ma Laizi and Junior Sister He lived was still there, but Chen Luo didn't feel their presence inside.

Desolate wilderness.

"No more."

After more than half a year of ideological struggle, Li Erhe finally put down the burden in his heart, put on the coarse linen clothes at home, and began to learn to farm.

When he left last time, the trustee gave them some Qi and Blood Pills. This kind of pill can strengthen the body, but after all, it is not a life-extending pill, and there is no way to change the life span.

In the land of Yue Kingdom, immortal cultivators are almost extinct. Qi-refining monks who have entered Taoism can become immortal masters. Real people like Chen Luo who form alchemy are considered immortals in Yue Kingdom. The kind that can call upon wind and rain, move mountains and seas.

Li Erhe's hand holding the plow was shaking a little. He stretched out his other hand and pointed to the grave not far away. When Lao Li heard this, he turned his head and looked over. When he saw it, he was so frightened that he dropped the pot in his hand to the ground.

"Grandma He lives next door on Yangliu Street, and the vermilion-painted front door of the third house is right there."

An extra person suddenly appeared on the street, but no one noticed it, and it was impossible for these ordinary people to detect Chen Luo's methods.

Seeing this scene, Lao Litou's heart skipped a beat.

“There are rice dumplings!!”

"I am his apprentice."

"Who are you?"

Returning to the previous platform again, Chen Luo followed the tomb passage back to the outside world.

boom! !

The old man who was repairing the iron pot still had the hole in his hand and replied without raising his head.

When he thought of this, Lao Li became even more worried.

These inns are willing to recruit young and clever waiters, and Li Erhe has no competitiveness in front of these young people. Unable to survive, Li Erhe had no choice but to return to the land he once looked down upon, filled with grievances.

Before Old Li Tou could finish his thoughts, the grave mound in front of the father and son suddenly exploded, and the soil flew into the air. Several fist-sized pieces of black mud hit the field, causing a splash of water. A hand stretched out from the exploded grave bag.

Chen Luo asked. He scanned the situation in the yard with his spiritual consciousness. The sandbags he used to practice boxing in had all been changed, and the wooden shelves had also been updated. Only a few stone piers in the corners were the same as in his memory.

"Is there a possibility that the ancestors wanted to come out for some air?"

After being away for more than eighty years, many people are no longer here. The person in front of me has never met Chen Luo and has no impression of him.

He had looked down on the plow boy when he was young. At that time, Li Erhe dreamed of going to the city every day to do something big, but he ended up doing nothing for more than ten years. At the age of sixteen, he went to the city and worked in an inn. I have been running as a waiter for fourteen years.

The soil on the grave mound moved outward even more fiercely, as if someone was pushing with hands from inside.

This year he has become dull. His friends in the village who have not gone to the city are already the fathers of two children. He has accomplished nothing and cannot even integrate into his hometown. He does not know how to farm the villagers' livelihood.

Chen Luo was stunned for a moment, then relieved.

Ma Laizi's old shop still repairs pots and pans for neighbors, but the people sitting at the door have changed.

"Can someone live in dad's grave bag?"

The father and son screamed, dropped everything in their hands and ran away, leaving the old scalper still plowing the ground hard.

"It's been too long and there have been so many weeds and roots."

"You can't plow the land well with brute force alone. You have to use clever strength and let the oxen pull the plow. Only in this way can the soil turned out be active, and the seeds planted can survive."

Although the young man in front of him looked very young, he felt very strange, as if time had paused on this person, giving him a sense of the vicissitudes of time.

Looking at the father and son crawling in the distance, Chen Luo couldn't help but smile and ignored them. He unfolded his sleeves, and a flying sword sprang out. After circling around him, it turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky.

"Grandma He?"

He is still so young.

"Do you know Master Ma?"

After hearing Chen Luo's answer, the old man put down the iron pot in his hand, looked at Chen Luo seriously, and then spoke.

"Where's He Min?"

Isn't it because of an evil encounter? !

"How much does it cost to repair a cast iron pot?"

The price is still the same as in memory.

Thinking of the blood-sucking zombies circulating in the village and the story of the return of the old corpse, Old Li Tou couldn't help but panic.

In the past two years, the old shops in the city were not operating well and closed down. These old guys were dismissed after receiving two copper coins. Later, Li Erhe wandered around the city for more than a year and found several inns. In the end, others thought he was too old and refused to use him.

"Three pieces of repairs, farm tools are not included."

He has been away for more than eighty years. Counting He Min's own age, he is probably over 100 years old. What is a centenarian if not a mother-in-law?

"Thanks."

He saw an old grave covered with weeds in front of him, and the soil above it moved.

"Master Ma has been gone for more than 20 years, and I am also his disciple." The old man spoke in a much more polite tone. He had generally heard about the lame horse, and knew some rumors that ordinary people did not know.

If the great cause is not accomplished, the person is considered useless.

The fake tomb above is the same as what Chen Luo remembered, except that it has more dust. The sarcophagus lid is tilted on top of the coffin, with one side resting on the coffin and the other side buried deep in the soil. The surface of the coffin is covered with green moss. Some insects breed on it.

Chen Luo nodded, casually took out a red Qi and Blood Pill and threw it to this person.

This is a pill for the Qi Refining Realm, which is just right for this person.

"Thank you, Immortal!!"

The old man took the elixir sent by Chen Luo and thanked him repeatedly with excitement on his face. However, when he looked up again, the young man before had disappeared (End of Chapter)