amaotonovel Chapter 344: This photo? It was taken with a camera that Master borrowed from a newspaper office at
Chapter 344: This photo? It was taken with a camera that Master borrowed from a newspaper office at
The desolate and graceful moonlight is like a piece of gauze spread over the mountains and fields, and the stream and river water are reflected in the mountain scenery through the moonlight.
Frogs kept jumping in the stream, as if they were telling something.
at this time.
Infinite warmth emanated from a courtyard on the mountainside. An old man with tear marks on his face looked at the two young men beside him with loving eyes.
Tian Jinzhong shook his stump slightly, with caring words surrounding his ears.
The only remaining regret in my heart for going down the mountain that year has disappeared without a trace.
This regret was not about regretting going down the mountain, but about not being able to hold the child in his arms.
once Upon a time...
I also want to hold the sweet child with my hands, even if I don’t have arms now...
I can also hug...
Cao Ning looked at Tian Jinzhong with tears in his eyes, and felt a little confused.
Was it too much excitement?
After all, we were just expressing our regret for what the old man had done.
In fact, logically speaking, Mr. Tian Jinzhong should hate us!
It was because of the old man that he lost his cultivation and took away his right to walk for the rest of his life.
suddenly...
The sound of biting fruit was heard, followed by the steady voice of old Heavenly Master Zhang Zhiwei:
"As Jinzhong's grandson, it's right for you to carry him on your back."
As soon as these words came out.
Both Cao Ning and Zhang Chulan were slightly stunned...
Cao Ning and Zhang Chulan were completely stunned...
Zhang Chulan said in a somewhat horrified tone:
"No! When the old man was still alive, he never told us who grandma was... He just said that grandma was a very cute and kind person."
Isn't this amazing?
Unexpectedly, grandma and grandpa are both from Longhu Mountain!
And Cao Ning suddenly thought of...
When we were in Tubo Mountain, Master Lin said that the grandmother he had never seen was called Tian Tian!
How could I not have thought at that time that Grandma Tian Tian, whom I had never met, was actually the sister of my great uncle Tian Jinzhong!
Then there were expressions of surprise on their faces...
Seeing this, Zhang Zhiwei said in a somewhat confused tone:
"Didn't Huaiyi tell you? Is Jinzhong your great uncle?"
As he spoke, Zhang Zhiwei took out a photo frame from the cleared space. On the frame was a large group photo, and then he placed the photo in front of the two of them.
The photo is in black and white, and it is not difficult to see from the background that this is Longhu Mountain back then.
The photo shows the small martial arts training ground in Longhu Mountain, which is packed with people...
Everyone's face was filled with happy smiles. In the middle stood three young men and a girl with pigtails. The girl was holding the boy's arm with a very serious expression.
There was an extremely innocent smile on her face, like a pure and flawless little flower in the field.
The other two young men also held hands, with a playful smile on their faces and their eyes narrowed with laughter...
At the head sat a middle-aged Taoist priest with a very serious expression on his face, but from the corner of his mouth it was easy to see...
His face slightly raised, but perhaps because of his status, he did not smile.
Zhang Zhiwei pointed at the serious man and the woman with pigtails in the photo, and then slowly said:
"This is your grandmother, Tian Tian. Next to her is Jin Zhong when he was young..."
As he said this, he looked at the brothers in the photo...
His eyes were filled with a trace of remembrance...
It’s been more than seventy years?
The children of our generation?
Almost all of them died in that mountain!
Do you regret?
No!
Because we are fighting for the future of China!
Hate?
of course!
Those despicable people are invading our homeland using the dirtiest means!
No one in the world knows what happened to Longhu Mountain back then...
Because we never told anyone..
Just know...
We went down the mountain...
And then victory...
But I didn’t see this victory!
It was earned by the lives of my fellow disciples who had been with me day and night!
Between thoughts.
Zhang Zhiwei unconsciously wiped his hand on the photo frame...
Suddenly the whole photo became brighter than before...
They seem to be aging little by little just like in the photo...
Just turn into heroic souls to protect this prosperous China?
Cao Ning and Zhang Chulan looked over when they heard the voice. For the first time, they saw the gentle and kind grandmother in the old man's words...
Seeing their true appearance for the first time, some memories appeared on their faces.
In the middle of the not-too-small yard, an old man sat under an old Kui tree...
There were two delicate-looking children sitting on the old man's left and right legs. A boy with short hair kept asking questions:
"Grandpa! What is grandma like?"
Another boy with braids that looked a bit like a four-leaf clover asked excitedly:
"Yeah! I keep hearing you talk about grandma, but we've never seen her, right?"
The old man's legs swayed gently and rhythmically, making the two children sway as if they were sitting on a spinning wheel...
The old man looked towards the sunset, his cloudy eyes revealing a bit of nostalgia...
There was a gentle look on her face, and a hint of love in her cloudy eyes...
The old man opened his mouth slightly and said softly:
"Your grandmother is a very gentle and kind person..."
now...
The memories in their minds began to materialize little by little, and a hint of anticipation appeared on the corners of their mouths.
A desire to go back to the old times...
Cao Ning and Zhang Chulan raised their heads slightly and looked at each other, their eyes filled with relief...
As if to say.
Is this the gentle grandma that grandpa talked about?
Sitting on a chair, Tian Jinzhong looked at the smiling little Taoist priests in the photos, with a hint of longing in his eyes...
It's been such a long time...
Wangshan, Nanzi, Xiaoduo, Aheng, Lingua, Lingcheng...
There was a hint of tenderness in his eyes, and he immediately said:
"This photo? It was taken with a camera that Master borrowed from a newspaper office at the foot of the mountain..."
As he spoke, his eyes dimmed a little, but what he didn't expect was...
What I didn't expect was...
This photo has become a posthumous photo!
It was clearly a group of people coming down the mountain!
But why did only a dozen people survive?
But...
It's all worth it!
At least...
My senior brother, Huaiyi, and my deceased senior brother all think so...
The peach tree in the yard shook slightly, and a few silver-white lights flickered in the grass below...
Three or four fireflies slowly flew out from the grass and danced in the air, like stars scattered from the sky.
The fireflies landed on the hands of several people, shaking their little butts with lanterns on them, as if to say hello.
"call..."
The cool summer breeze blows...
The light emitted from the grass became more and more intense, and fireflies appeared one by one, flying in the air.
It seems to be expressing something...
After a while.
Fireflies follow the summer breeze!
Skyrocketing!
Fly away from the courtyard that is already lit up with lights...
Slowly flying towards the endless darkness...
It's like conveying a ray of light in the hearts of those people in the darkness!
The two young and two old people in the courtyard watched this scene quietly, their eyes filled with expectations for the future...