Slowly falling into the ruins, Zhang Yizhi had a few old spots on his face. He opened his eyes and looked at Lu Gong, saying a little disappointed: "I'm sorry, I still couldn't break the boundary between this man and god. One step away, one step away!"

"What exactly does Mr. Zhang want to do?" Lu Gong asked softly.

The old man sighed and shook his head gently: "Your Majesty I have watched grow up since I was a child. All he has learned in the past twenty years is taught by me. But three years ago, after the death of the Emperor, his temperament suddenly changed drastically. I suspected that something was secretly causing trouble. Today I suddenly felt something and wanted to split this world with the thunder clouds and see the true face behind it. Who knows that it is still a little short of it."

Looking at the old man's appearance, Lu Gong suddenly sounded a blue bar, and condensed the giant with millions of corpses. Finally, he tore a gap open, allowing Lu Gong to see the golden giant behind the huge golden palm.

"Old Zhang, I've seen it a long time ago!"

"Did you see it?" Zhang Yizhi's body trembled, and he used all his strength to turn over and sit up from the ground.

Lu Gong whispered: "Before this, someone had split the world for me and let me see that figure."

"What the hell is that?" Zhang Yizhi said excitedly.

"I can't explain it clearly. I just feel that there is a suffocating breath that makes people unable to move or resist. The person who tear the world opens up told me that the disaster that the world has become so difficult is the beginning of all injustice."

Zhang Yizhi suddenly burst into tears. "Fellow Taoist! This is a fellow Taoist! Unfortunately, I am still so short of the time to light up!"

Lu Gong suddenly felt a little heavy in his heart. He looked at Nanlin Mansion that had turned into ruins and said, "Old Zhang, you must hold on now. There are still many people in the entire Hua Dynasty watching you."

The old man sighed and shook his head and said, "I can no longer bear the sustenance of literati in the world! The cultural context of the Chinese Dynasty has become weaker and weaker. If this continues, the country will not be a country. The word literati will become worthless."

"Don't worry, with you here, there will be hope!" Lu Gong Yufeng supported the old man to the outside of the mansion.

There, the carriage has returned to its usual shape.

In the distance, countless people watched the catastrophe of the world, and no one dared to approach. The soldiers on the periphery were even more frightened, not knowing what to do.

The carriage left the mansion, passed through the city gate, and headed towards Dunyi County again.

The sky is getting brighter.

Back in Dunyi, the fire of a night had burned the entire academy to ruins. The people talked about the various things last night, and the more they spread, the more they became more and more magical.

However, the most accurate real news came out.

Zhang Yizhi retired and returned home!

When Zhang Yizhi appeared on the street, real cheers erupted in Dunyi County, and countless people gathered around him and watched him head towards Zhangjia Lane.

Zhang Yizhi sat in the carriage, waving around, and this was the real return home in glory.

For Dunyi County, the old man is a legend.

When he arrived at the small courtyard where the old woman was, Zhang Changshou rushed over quickly and supported Zhang Yizhi with excitement on his face.

"Grandpa, I didn't expect you to be the high-ranking official that my father often mentioned before. If I had known it, I would have listened to you and went to study."

The old woman saw the stack of silver notes yesterday, and carefully hid them in a clay pot. She took them out again at this time, her eyes full of gratitude.

"Mr. Zhang, the old woman has no eyes and can't recognize you..."

Zhang Yizhi quickly interrupted him and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, I am a civilian now. If you are convenient, it is best to call me "Brother."

"Don't dare!" The woman was shocked.

But Zhang Changshou had already pulled him into the door and asked about Kyoto with excitement. "Grandpa Zhang, isn't Kyoto big? I heard from my father that the children in Kyoto are all pretty."

"If you have the chance in the future, go and see it yourself." Zhang Yizhi stroked his head and finally felt a little angry again.

The small yard was filled with people, and all kinds of congratulations were constantly coming.

Lu Gong floated over the yard, and when he looked at this scene, he couldn't help feeling a little sad.

The villagers dispersed at noon and Lu Gong fell directly into the yard.

Zhang Yizhi had already arrived in the middle of the yard, and was silent for a moment, saying, "Although I can't say it, there is a banquet that will be separated in the world..."

Lu Gong smiled and said, "Then let me off?"

The old man nodded: "Thank you all the way for your company. If you have the chance in the future, you must come to Dunyi."

"Sure, certain!" Lu Gong sincerely hoped that the old man could let go of everything, stay in this hometown, and live a life of his life.

Zhang Yizhi had no children, had Changshou lost his mother in his early years, and his father had not returned from the army. If he could stay, it would be considered happy.

Lu Gong felt that his mission had been completed. He should also return to Tianshui County to see how it is now.

I thought that the Kyoto delegation would last for a month or two at most. Who knew that it would take so long, but now it has been almost half a year.

After saying goodbye to Zhang Yizhi, Lu Gong swept the sky and headed towards the northwest.

But just as Dunyi came out, he suddenly felt his heart moved, and he subconsciously looked downward, and a familiar feeling surged into his heart.

Below, the fields are golden, and now it is the harvest season, and the people are starting to get busy again.

After three years of severe drought in the Huachao Dynasty, Dunyi was a paradise, and this year's food should still be able to cope with it.

In addition, the severe drought has been lifted, and the people in the world should be able to recover.

"Hehe..." Just as he crossed the field, Lu Gong suddenly had goose bumps, and the sharp sound in his ear almost made his soul leave.

When Lu Gong looked over the sound, he saw a fox with green fur standing in a human posture, with his big eyes staring at him and spinning around.

"It turned out to be the green fox I met with Qingba before!" Lu Gong thought and fell down.

"Why are you here?" Lu Gong could feel that Qinghu had no malice towards him.

"I originally lived here with the ancestor. The last time I went to find the goddess, I sneaked out, hehe..." Qinghu laughed and suddenly turned around and turned into a 16 or 17-year-old girl.

The girl has a beautiful face and a graceful figure. She is wearing ordinary farm clothes, but there are freckles on her face, bright eyes and white teeth, and looks cute at the elf.

"How is it? Is the celestial girl dead?" asked the girl.

Lu Gong was stunned, and when he heard this question, his heart sank. "It should be true. There is no trace of her between heaven and earth."

"She has been like this for thousands of years. This is fate and no one can get rid of it." The girl said with a smile.

"Are you coming to me deliberately?" Lu Gong was curious.
Chapter completed!