Global Recovery Started To Become the God of Luoshui River

He could feel that there was only a faint trace of vitality left in Grandpa's body, which could be gone at any time.

Suddenly, Huo Zhi's fingers moved slightly, and this reaction was immediately captured by the two of Dashan and Xiaoshan, who both looked at Grandpa in surprise.

It's just that the old man's eyes could not be opened, his lips and teeth moved slightly, as if he was about to say something, but the old man did not have the strength to open his mouth.

"Drip! Drip!~"

The next second, an alarm sounded from the heart rate machine next to the hospital bed, and the faint heart rate disappeared again and turned into a straight line.

So far, Huo Zhi's life has come to an end.

Before he died, he wanted to say to his two grandsons, "Live well." He had too many words to explain, but he didn't have the strength to speak.

"Grandpa!!!" Xiaoshan shouted heart-rendingly.

Dashan's face was also extremely pale, he closed his eyes, and the color of pain covered his face...

Seeing that the heart rate monitor turned into a straight line again, Jiji medical experts rushed in again to take emergency measures, but there was no response.

All the experts understood that the old man must have been waiting for the two grandsons, and he was forced to breathe a sigh of relief when he wanted to see the two grandsons for the last time.

It is not uncommon for the fingers to be able to move just now. People have obsessions before death, and that obsession will turn into strong willpower to delay the time of death.

"Kyoto time, fourteen twenty-five..."

The doctor beside him was recording the time of Huo Zhi's death.

Dashan Xiaoshan lay on the first aid bed, wept bitterly, buried his head on the mattress, and burst into tears.

The doctors and nurses on the side felt uncomfortable watching this scene. As doctors, they were used to seeing life and death, but they felt uncomfortable every time.

This scene, everyone will encounter, no one can be exempted from the custom.

Everyone present did not notice that there was one more person in the emergency room at this time.

A man like an exiled immortal, dressed in a blue robe, with his feet floating in the air, was standing by the operating table in the air, watching the dead Huo Zhi.

"I didn't escape the doomsday, I encountered a change..." As he spoke, he stretched out his jade-like fingers, and a little golden light appeared at his fingertips, "You still have a chance of life, I will give you a long life due to your incense! "

The jade-like finger touched Huo Zhi's eyebrows, and then the golden light of merit disappeared into it.

Afterwards, the golden light of merit followed Huo Zhi's eyebrows and scattered to his limbs.

Seeing this, Li San's mouth had a smile, and his fingers gently slid over and touched Huo Zhi's heart.

Immediately, the countless golden light spots that had scattered to the limbs quickly converged towards Huo Zhi's heart.

Leisurely.

There is an interesting and strong smell of incense in the emergency room, but it is covered by the unique smell in the hospital, and no one has noticed the smell of incense.

Huo Zhi was already dead and fell into darkness.

As if in a dream, there was golden light shining in this boundless darkness, making him feel extremely warm.

Immediately, the darkness faded, and he returned to twenty years ago.

He saw Huojia Village, the toddler hill, and the mountain that was several years old.

Seeing this familiar scene, Huo Zhi showed a warm smile on his face.

Immediately afterwards, the surrounding pictures changed rapidly, and time went backwards again.

It was before Xiaoshan was born. He remembered that this year was when his eldest son died unexpectedly. He saw his eldest son and his daughter-in-law leave Huojia Village with their luggage on their backs...

Too many familiar people, familiar things, appeared in front of his eyes.

The screen continued to play backwards like a movie.

Huo Zhi was short of breath. He saw his wife. When he was out, he was playing with his wife by the Weihe River.

At that time, the Weihe River flooded and flooded the entire nearby village.

He is running to save people, and her wife is also saving people...

Seeing his wife's accidental death, he was heartbroken, but before he could cry, the picture continued to flow forward.

He saw his dead parents, as well as the eldest son, the younger son, and the two daughters-in-law, who were all looking at him with a smile on their faces from a distance.

This is the reflection of his life. In this short moment, like a movie being played backwards, Huo Zhi browsed through his life.

Seeing the family members standing in the distance, Huo Zhi really wanted to go over to reunite with them, but he was reluctant to part with them. He hadn't seen his two grandchildren get married yet.

"Grandpa, open your eyes and look at me, I'm Xiaoshan, grandpa..." Suddenly, a whimpering sound came into Huo Zhi's ears, crying heartbreakingly, making people feel pity.

This voice, Huo Zhi is very familiar, it is the cry of his grandson.

"Grandpa, I will never overeat again, I will listen to you, Grandpa, please don't go..."

There is another, that is the sound of the mountain, as if it was introduced into his ears across hundreds of millions of time and space.

The corners of Huo Zhi's eyes were red, he turned back and looked in the direction from which the voice came.

At this moment, he saw another picture. He was walking on the street, and a little boy ran in front of him. In order to save the little boy, he was hit by a car that suddenly jumped out, and then became bloody.

There were countless people around, and a doctor rushed out, shouting for the crowd to help him save...

Huo Zhi realized at this moment that he was dead and had a traffic accident. He was hit by a car and died. This was the last scene of his life.

"Grandson is sad, sad for my accident..."

Huo Zhi knew in his heart that the cry he heard was the cry of his grandson outside. He wanted to open his eyes and look at his grandson through the confusion in front of him, but a force was restraining him, and he did not. The strength to open your eyes.

Huo Zhi struggled, he wanted to tell his grandsons to let them live well, and wanted to tell them a lot of things, but in the end he spent all his strength and just moved his fingers and did nothing.

Immediately afterwards, the picture gradually blurred, as if to return to the endless darkness.

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light appeared in his sight, and the originally blurred picture gradually became clear.

Under the influence of that golden light, the surrounding golden color was constantly changing and full of vitality, which made Huo Zhi feel extremely comfortable, as if bathing in the warm sun.

In the distance, a figure came. He stepped into the air, his feet were spotless, and his aqua blue robe was windless and automatic, and his temperament like an exiled immortal made people feel like a spring breeze.

Huo Zhi looked at the man in shock and wondered, "You are..."

Suddenly, Huo Zhi sounded the god statue in the River Temple, the god statue and the figure in front of him instantly overlapped, he lost his voice: "You are the river god??"

Huo Zhi is too familiar with the God of the River. He has followed his elders to worship the God of River since he was a child.