Wen Jing looked up at the misty and towering mountains not far away, and this passage came to his mind again.

It was not that he had a good memory, but when he was waiting for the update, he often read the article again.

Wen Jing looked up, and the damp wind blew on his face, making him feel cool.

The sky was rolling with dark clouds, and it was going to rain again...

The gentle voice of the old man came from the hut: "Jing'er, come in quickly."

"...Okay." Wen Jing cleaned up the yard, and the raindrops were already falling. He covered his head with his hands and walked back to the room slowly, step by step.

One must be down-to-earth, not impatient, not panic, and certainly not panic. What is supposed to come will always come...

The gray-haired old man was setting the table: "Close the door and come to eat."

"Okay." Wen Jing slowly sat in front of the table.

His current name is Lu Jing, and he is thirteen years old.

The kind old man who was setting the table was his grandfather, Lu Yunfei.

Wen Jing closed the door and washed his hands with water from the jar. He sat down at the dining table, smiled with his wrinkled nose: "What delicious food did grandpa make today?"

The old man hooked his nose, and his wrinkled face was full of smiles: "You are the most greedy one." "

Hehe..."

The scene of family happiness in front of him was so realistic that it almost made people think that this was a poor but warm family where grandfather and grandson depended on each other.

If he had not read "The Tribulation of All Living Things", he would definitely think so.

The author has something to say: The opening history of "The Tribulation of All Living Things" borrowed from "The Punishment of Immortals", but the latter part was completely different. The level of cultivation and the world view were half borrowed from "Mortals", and half were fabricated.