The little girl's smile is very sweet, innocent, and the red persimmon exudes a faint autumn atmosphere.

The little girl handed the persimmon to Granny Tang's side, Granny Tang's movements paused slightly, and she reached out to take it, but Granny Tang's hand trembled slightly at the moment when she touched the persimmon.

"Do you eat? It's really sweet, it's just that I only picked two of them, and I'll pick them later. After the little girl handed the first persimmon to Granny Tang, she smiled sweetly and handed the second persimmon in her hand to Wu Banxian.

Wu Banxian's body stiffened for a moment, glanced at Granny Tang, and reached out to take it.

"Then I'll pick it again." The little girl handed over the persimmon, turned around and walked towards the persimmon tree in the yard again.

"What's your name?" At this time, Granny Tang finally asked the first sentence.

Outside the door, the darkness was raging, and in the courtyard, there was calm.

Uncle Persimmon's dead leaves, with the breeze, swirling, falling in the air, the red persimmons on the tree, swaying with the wind.

"My name?" When the little girl heard this question, her steps paused, and a flash of doubt flashed in her eyes.

"yes, my name, what should I be called?" The little girl was slightly stunned, her immature brows furrowed deeply, and then she said: "I remember, the village chief's brother seems to have told me, but I seem to have forgotten." ”

"You can't even remember your name?" Wu Banxian was stunned for a moment, but his face was vigilant.

"You give me the persimmons." But at this moment, the medicine jar took the red persimmon from Wu Banxian's hand, and a strange doubt flashed in his eyes.

"I don't have a good memory, I can only remember what happened in one day, but I can vaguely remember that the village chief's brother would tell me what I forgot every day, and he would tell me my name." The little girl smiled sweetly again.

Then, she said: "Mother-in-law, I seem to have seen you before, by the way, have you seen the village chief's brother?" It's strange, I met the village chief's brother once today, and after that, I couldn't find him. ”

The little girl said, turned around and picked up the bamboo pole that was used to pick persimmons, and went to pick the persimmons on the tree.

"Alas!"

At this moment, there was a sigh of antiquity, pity from outside the door, which seemed to come from before the primeval times, and this sigh seemed to be made by a young woman.

Someone?

Granny Tang, Wu Banxian, the medicine jar and the nerd turned their heads sharply and looked at the darkness outside the door, even the little girl, her movements paused, and a blank look flashed in her eyes.

Why is this sighing sound so familiar?

It seems that there was also a lonely and sad scene thousands of years ago.

Déjà vu.

"Long time no see." In the darkness, the owner of the sighing voice quietly spoke again, and then a lonely woman's figure appeared outside the door.

The darkness was raging, and the autumn wind gently swayed the hem of her skirt.

Long time no see.

Who is she saying this to?

Wu Banxian turned his head and saw this woman, her body shook violently, and she opened her mouth, as if she had seen a ghost.

And the woman who appeared at the door, but at this moment, she didn't look at Wu Banxian, her eyes fell on the courtyard, the little girl's body, she opened her mouth again, and said, "How are you doing lately?" ”

"Big sister, are you talking to me?" The doubts in the little girl's eyes were even more confused, this woman who suddenly appeared, there was a strong smell of déjà vu, she must have seen it somewhere, but her memory disappeared, and she couldn't remember many things.

……

Under the thousands, do not return to the top of the boat.

The darkness in the bronze coffin became more and more turbulent, and one hand came from the depths of the bronze coffin, and then, a figure slowly sat up from the huge bronze coffin.

"Little, little junior brother!" The white-skinned pig rubbed his eyes vigorously with the pig's trotters, looking shocked and incredible.

Everyone's eyes, at this moment, all looked at the person who suddenly sat up in the bronze coffin.

Ye Luo's shoulders were still dripping with blood, and two skeletons like crocodiles that had shrunk countless times fell to the ground, Ye Luo gasped slightly, raised his head, and looked at the person in the coffin.

Even, even the village chief of that ghost village, in his eyes, at this moment, showed a touch of shock.

In the coffin, someone?

Who is this?

He's alive?

"You're still alive?" Suddenly, the village chief of the ghost village, with a strange hoarseness in his voice, almost said a sentence in a crazy voice, and his body, when he said this sentence, actually had a strange tendency to deform.

He was shocked, looking at the figure and gasping for breath.

"Click-"

The thing in the seventh bronze coffin, from the bronze coffin, stood up, his body seemed to have not moved for countless years, and every movement would cause a sound of ancient bones.

He didn't speak.

He just stood up and slowly glanced around.

Everyone was also looking at him at this moment, but when their eyes were fixed on his face, they all found something extremely strange, that is, no matter how condensed, the memory of this face, the next moment, there would be a blank in their minds.

In other words, no matter how you memorize it, the next moment, you will forget it instantly.

What is it?

Why, is this happening?

Ye Luo even forcibly opened his left eye and closed his right eye, however, the next moment, Ye Luo's left eye, which had just opened, closed instantly, and Ye Luo's left eye actually produced a burst of severe pain.

The man was silent and slowly walked out of the coffin.

On his body, there is no trace of breath fluctuations, no breath fluctuations of life, no breath fluctuations of laws, and no breath fluctuations of Dao rhyme.

He walked out like a corpse.

"You're still alive, how can you be alive." The village chief of the ghost village stared at the figure that came out of the seventh bronze coffin, his emotions seemed to become more and more intense, and he gasped, as if he couldn't accept this reality.

A tear fell from his eyes!

That's right, the village chief of that ghost village actually shed tears at this moment.

"He, why is he crying?" The little fairy bridge beast looked at everything in front of him in a daze, and there was a deep doubt in his eyes.

And Ye Luo's shocked gaze, at this moment, was no longer looking at the face of this figure, but at the clothes on his body, as well as the book in his hand, Ye Luo's body trembled violently again.

"Is that so? Could this be the case? At this moment, Ye Luo seemed to remember something, muttering to himself, and the shock in his eyes became more and more intense.