Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 607: Stories, lights and people in the city (Part 1)
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Standing not far from the bridge hole, watching the old Jianxiu cry so sad, the young man was a little sad, but he didn’t give birth to the idea of going past. There are too many people in this world, and there will be too many encounters. Sad things, even if you want to manage, you can't manage them.
So many things can only be watched.
But the young man could see that the drunk old sword repairman was a low-level sword repairman.
In such a small city, there is such a monk, which makes people feel a little surprised.
After all, this is a place that is hard to see even Jianghu Takeo.
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The young man walked in this city called Xiaoyuan with the sword box on his back, and soon attracted the attention of many children.
In a place where the drunken old man, Old Jianxiu, has become a celebrity in the small town, this young man who is more like a swordsman than the old Jianxiu naturally attracted more attention.
Li Fuyao, who is only carrying a sword box and a long sword hanging from his waist, makes people look at him, but he doesn't seem to be that kind of mountain man out of dust.
The saying of the monk on the mountain just spread.
In the past, these monks and people in the secular world were more willing to call them gods on the mountain.
Xiaoyuan City is just a small city in the northeast of the Yanling Dynasty. There is nothing outstanding about it. It is thrown in the vast territory of Yanling. This place is like a stone thrown into the sea. No one will notice. Therefore, even after the pamphlets in Luoyang City were distributed here, they did not cause much sensation. After reading the books, the gentlemen shook their heads.
The adults who are not very literate look at it, but their eyes are shining.
But if there is this booklet, the days will pass, the moon or night will appear, and the sky will always return to this world in the early morning.
This is the law of everything, even if you are the Great Monk of the Sea, you can't change it.
The young man carried the sword box and walked around the entire Xiaoyuan City for a day. After passing many alleys, he saw many children and chased them in the alleys. This is a good time for the Spring Return. The weather is not counted. It's too cold, let alone hot, this season and autumn are the days that children like.
Except for summer, it's actually all.
The spring and autumn are due to the weather, and the cold winter is due to the snow.
In the heavy snow season, adults find it a little uncomfortable, but children find it a little interesting. After all, the temptation of **** and making snowmen is really not a few children who can completely ignore it.
It's just now that the spring has returned, and many children who are still talking about last winter also know that if they want to make snowmen and play snowball fights, they have to wait a whole year.
After the young man with the sword box walked for a day, he didn’t know if he was exhausted, so he sat down in front of a house in an alley. Someone, after the young man sat down for a while, a child walked to the door with a big white bowl. The young man turned his head and saw that there was just a bowl of white water in the big white bowl.
The child handed the water to Li Fuyao and looked at the young man who had never seen him before, not knowing what to say.
Li Fuyao took the big white bowl and sipped the water. After all, he still has a relationship with this child. Somewhere in the city before, the young man watched the child and the old man under the bridge. Jian Xiu chatted.
After drinking the water, the young man handed the big white bowl back to the child, then turned his head and looked at him and thanked him. After the child took the big white bowl back, he did not immediately run into the house, but sat beside the young man, silent After a while, he quickly asked: "Are you the kind of hero who walks the rivers and lakes? Or is it the kind of monk on the mountain that the gentlemen said?"
The young man did not answer directly, but just turned his head and asked: "Which kind do you think I look like?"
The child hugged the big white bowl and looked very calm. He soon wanted to recall the contents of the booklet, and then said softly: "If the monk on the mountain is like a swordsman, it can only be a sword. Around your waist, looking at you with such a big sword box on your back, you don’t look like a swordsman, so I don’t know if it is a sword repairer or a swordsman walking in the rivers and lakes.
When young people hear such an interesting statement, they really feel a little bit interesting, but they only feel a little bit interesting. As for other things, there is nothing else.
The kid was holding the big white bowl and looked at this stranger who had been born to the extreme. He didn't have the slightest fear. He just continued: "I don't care about you. I just want to hear stories, good and bad stories. I want to hear it all."
The child seems to have a more mature mind than this age. It doesn't make people feel naive, but it gives people a different feeling.
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People looked at the big white bowl and remembered that many years ago, in the morning after the snowy night, he looked at the big white bowl on the street. Of course the two bowls are different, but the bowls are the same bowl. .
Thinking of this, he reached out and rubbed the child's head.
There was a smile in his eyes.
Thinking about it, the young man smiled and said, "The stories I know are not very good. It's like walking a river and lake. You think it should be, but it's not like this. There are many unexpected things. ."
The child pouted and muttered in a low voice: "Why is it exactly the same as what the old man said."
The young man heard this sentence, but ignored it. After a moment of silence, he really started to talk about his own experience to this little guy. There are good and bad experiences. Young people avoid bad things. That's all. He was not a sword practicer many years ago, he was a storyteller, so it is actually very interesting to tell the story.
Those stories that weren’t really good at first, I don’t know how, after the young man said them, they became so irritating.
Let the child hear me drunkenly.
This is the story he wants to hear.
It was still dusk when the young man came to this house. When the last story was finished, it was already dark. At a glance, there were some sporadic lights in the entire Xiaoyuan City.
It is dotted at night.
The young man closed his mouth and stood up, so that the child who was still immersed in the story regained his senses.
The young man pointed to the light in the distance and asked softly: "Why is Xiaoyuancheng called Xiaoyuancheng?"
Although that child knows a lot more than other children, he doesn't necessarily know everything, especially since this small garden city has been built for many years, it is not realistic to ask this child.
The young man knew that this kid should not know, so he just smiled.
The child stared at him and suddenly asked: "What are you doing in Xiaoyuan City?"
The young man didn't seem to hear these words, but just walked towards the front alone. After a long distance, he said: "Killing."
Ps: Everyone is lazy, I may be lazier. I don't want to move when I stop, especially in Chongqing in July. The weather is so hot that people don't bother to do things.