Taoist Temple of Time and Space

Chapter 637 Two Generations

"Comrade, are you looking for me?"

A gentle voice like the warm wind in late spring came from behind.

Xu Jiarong turned around, took off her sunglasses, saw the appearance of the ghost clearly, was slightly taken aback, there was no tragic image as imagined.

He looked about 50 to [-] years old, wearing a half-worn military overcoat, with a pale complexion, a messy beard under his jaw, and a round-framed glasses with a broken leg that was connected with a rope on his reddish nose.

"Comrade, are you looking for me?"

There was a gentle smile on the ghost's face.

The face is born from the heart, this is a quiet and peaceful person.

"I, I'm here to help you, what wish do you have?"

Xu Jiarong calmed down and said softly.

The ghost looked at Xu Jiarong for a while, shook his head with a smile, and walked towards the crack.

After finally seeing someone, how could they just let them go away, Xu Jiarong immediately said: "Brother, it's [-] now"

The ghost's body froze while it was walking, and after about ten seconds, it turned around slowly, staring at Xu Jiarong's jacket with a pair of cloudy eyes, and after looking at it for a long time, said: "I said, why are the clothes you are wearing so strange? So many years have passed.”

After a pause for a few seconds, the ghost said again: "How is the country? It's still locked down. The common people can afford food. Hydrogen bombs, uh, you probably don't know about this."

Xu Jiarong felt a sharp pain in her heart when she saw this ghost who had been floating in the underground river for many years under the Gobi Desert.

"It has been 40 years since the reform and opening up, and our country's economic strength has jumped to the second place in the world, second only to the United States. Many people suffer from high blood pressure, high blood sugar, high blood fat, and obesity because of their good life. As for what you said The hydrogen bomb was successfully developed 51 years ago."

The ghost's dim eyes suddenly lit up, walked over, grabbed Xu Jiarong's hand excitedly, and asked questions.

Knowing the achievements of the country, it is called 'worth it'.

Xu Jiarong also learned from the ghost's narration that the ghost's name is Wu Ming, and he is a scientific research worker who silently dedicated to the first generation of national defense industry.In an operation to find a special ore, he fell into an underground river.

"If you really want to help me, just take me home"

Wu Ming looked towards the east, with longing in his eyes.

"it is good"

Xu Jiarong nodded in agreement.

She is full of respect for the scientist who has made contributions to this country, Wu Ming, who has been floating in the underground river for decades.

"Wait a minute"

Chu Feng appeared on one side.

Xu Jiarong and Wu Ming turned their heads at the same time, the expression on Xu Jiarong's face was joy, and the expression on Wu Ming's face was surprise.

"His soul is weak, and if he is far away from here, he will disintegrate automatically. Let Pindao help him replenish some yin energy first."

After Chu Feng finished speaking, he waved his finger lightly.The gray gas overflowed from his fingers, and flew into Wu Ming's body.

A golden fairy cast the spell himself, and the effect was obvious. In less than two breaths, Wu Ming's body became extremely solid.

"My memory has become very clear, and the feeling of being confused is gone."

A look of joy appeared on Wu Ming's face.

Chu Feng smiled, released his brilliance, carried Wu Ming and Xu Jiarong through the space, and came to a dilapidated neighborhood.

"here is?"

Wu Ming looked at the unfamiliar place with doubts in his eyes.

Chu Feng stretched out his hand and pointed, and twenty steps away, on a bench under a willow tree with green branches hanging down like a curtain, was sitting an extremely thin old man with gray hair, wrinkled face, and dull eyes. woman.

"She is?"

Wu Ming stared at the old woman for a long time, but there was no face in his memory that coincided with this one.

"Pindao found her according to the blood index. She is your daughter."

Chu Feng said softly.

"daughter?"

The face of her daughter became clear in Wu Ming's mind. It was a delicate and dignified face, and she was completely different from the aging and lifeless old woman in front of her.

"Pindao checked her memory. She is a good person. Over the past 20 years, most of the money she earned has been donated to various charities and the poor. Not long ago, she really had no money and rejected several donors. The other party was so abusive on the phone that I completely collapsed.”

Chu Feng expressed emotion.

Another good man, another tragedy.

"What about her, her offspring?"

Wu Ming asked with a trembling voice.

"See for yourself"

Chu Feng stretched out his finger and pointed at Wu Ming's head, and entered the experience of the old woman in the second half of her life.

One picture after another appeared in Wu Ming's mind.

In the first scene, in the depths of winter, the sky is snowing heavily with goose feathers. A delicate and dignified young woman is standing outside the yurt, reading a letter while shedding tears.His expression was full of helplessness and desolation.

In the second scene, a middle-aged woman is taking care of a paralyzed man, her movements and manners are very gentle.

In the third picture, a middle-aged woman with white sideburns stands in a daze in front of a portrait.

In the fourth scene, a middle-aged woman walks out of a factory with a sad face holding an envelope stuffed with a few banknotes.

In the fifth scene, the middle-aged woman is getting older again, and several people took the money from her, thank you very much.

In the sixth scene, a middle-aged woman is selling snacks on the side of the road and is being chased by urban management.

In the seventh scene, an elderly woman received an official award, stood on a high platform to speak, and when she returned home, many people called her asking for money, and her face was full of sorrow.

In the eighth picture, all kinds of ugly curses came from the phone, and the old woman was sitting on the old sofa with a dead face.

"This is my daughter's life!"

Wu Ming couldn't believe what he saw.

"22 years old, went to Inner Mongolia, returned at 33 years old, her husband was paralyzed, took care of her for 15 years, her husband passed away, laid off at 49 years old, sold snacks for a living, because she had no offspring, most of the money she earned was donated, and at 74 years old, she was abused on the phone , devastated, she’s a good person.”

Chu Feng briefly introduced the life of the old woman.

"It's my fault, it's my fault. If I'm still alive, she won't be like this in her life."

Wu Ming's face was full of self-blame.

Suddenly, the old woman got up from the bench and walked towards the entrance of the community in a daze.

Chu Feng brought the ghost and Xu Jiarong followed behind.

Half an hour later, beside a sparkling lake, the old woman stood dazedly, as if she wanted to jump off.

"Do not"

Wu Ming rushed over to stop him.

Chu Feng was faster than him, and led him directly into a forest.

Wu Xuefang, who was in a daze, opened her eyes, and saw a young and good-looking Taoist priest, an extremely beautiful woman, and a man in a military coat with his head down, whose face could not be seen clearly.

"You guys saved me?"

"Xiao Xue"

Wu Ming raised his head and softly called Wu Xuefang's nickname.

"You?" Wu Xuefang looked at Wu Ming suspiciously, and after a while, said in a trembling voice, "You, are you father?"

"It's me, Xiaoxue, Dad is late"

Wu Ming lowered his head in shame.

(End of this chapter)