Gu Chen was really hungry, so he ate very quickly. Four buns were put into his stomach one after another. He ate quickly and felt faintly full. He patted his belly, feeling very satisfied. Then I found Zhang Dashan staring at the road in a daze, silent.
Gu Chen was a little embarrassed and said: "Uncle Dashan, I'm full."
Zhang Dashan smiled, but suddenly said: "Those who died were also good people."
Gu Chen was startled and realized who those people Zhang Dashan was talking about. He thought of some possibility and asked with some surprise: "Uncle Dashan, your family..."
Zhang Dashan shook his head and said: "They are not my family, but they used to take good care of me. They are... good friends."
As he spoke, he fell into memories. Zhang Dashan told Gu Chen his story in a light tone. The story was very simple and not complicated at all.
Most people in Qingmu Town have the surname Xu. There are a few foreign surnames, and Zhang is one of them. In other words, Zhang Dashan is not a native of Qingmu Town. When he came to Qingmu Town, he was alone like Gu Chen. One body, nothing else.
When he was hungry, cold and destitute, a man named Xu Tong helped him and treated him to a steamed bun. The steamed bun was so delicious. It was at that time that he started to open a steamed bun shop. Thoughts, and later with the help of Xu Tong, Zhang Dashan established a firm foothold here, and the bun shop was successfully opened.
People in Qingmu Town had accidents one after another. When he knew that the family of the person who had the accident was Xu Tong's family, Zhang Dashan's mood was very complicated. He didn't even see the bodies of Xu Tong's family, but he knew that Xu Tong had a His daughter, who was under four years old, was not found and lost her whereabouts. At that time, he also followed the residents to look for her in the woods, but nothing was found. After that, some people chose to leave one after another, and people with other surnames left almost the same way. , but he has no intention of leaving. Over the years, he has regarded this place as his root.
Gu Chen thought to himself that before coming to Qingmu Town, Zhang Dashan must have some stories, such as why he came to Qingmu Town and why he ended up penniless. However, he did not ask, who in the world has no point in life? Experience, even if he spent almost all of the twelve years on the Kunlun Mountains, is an experience. Who would have thought that an immortal cultivator would end up like this in a small town?
"Do you want to go back with me?"
Gu Chen didn't react to Zhang Dashan's suggestion for a moment and looked at him blankly.
"Although the place is small, it is a place that can protect you from wind and rain. You can change your clothes, take a shower, sleep comfortably, and get rid of the depression of the past few days."
Gu Chen's heart was moved. He was unfamiliar with this place, and more importantly, he didn't know anything. If he wanted to survive in this world, he must first learn some things in the world. If there was someone willing to teach him, that would be the best thing to do. It was a good thing, but it also meant that he would cause greater trouble to Zhang Dashan. He couldn't help but hesitate and said, "Is this appropriate?"
Zhang Dashan smiled and said: "It's not like I want you to eat and live for free. You can help me sell steamed buns and buy groceries in the future. I just need a helper."
Gu Chen almost agreed, but he glanced at the door of the inn and still couldn't see the figure that worried him. He suddenly thought about what he would do if she came out and couldn't see him. He opened his mouth and couldn't speak. Make a sound.
Zhang Dashan saw his expression in his eyes and said as if he suddenly realized: "That's right, I can't take you back now. I have to wait until this storm passes, otherwise I won't be helping you, but harming you."
Several children who were living on the streets in the past had trouble immediately because they were brought back hastily that night. On the contrary, those who were ignored for a while persisted for a day or two, making people in the town even want to do it. All good things are tied up and feared.
Gu Chen knew that Zhang Dashan had misunderstood, but he was still very moved and said: "Uncle Dashan, thank you."
Zhang Dashan picked up the steamer and said with a smile: "Because I am a good person."
Gu Chen also smiled, but thinking that the good man who had helped Zhang Dashan had been killed, he felt slightly sad.
"I'll see you later."
After Zhang Dashan finished speaking, he stood up and left.
Gu Chen suddenly thought about whether he should open a bun shop here like Zhang Dashan, because he also thought the buns were delicious. He thought about the future. He was vaguely looking forward to it, but also a little scared. Then It was a life that was insulated from him, a life completely different from cultivating immortality.
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In the inn.
Yang Chan was in the same room as the woman and had been looking at her.
Yang Chan felt that the woman was very strange because she never slept. The bed was not for lying on, but for sitting on. Her sitting posture was also strange, with her legs crossed together and her hands on her legs in a strange posture. .
Yang Chan saw her in that posture before going to bed. When she woke up, she found that she was still in that posture. Yang Chan imitated her and sat like that for a while, then she felt very uncomfortable and gave up. Then the more she thought about it, the weirder she felt, thinking Does this person really not need to sleep?
She remembered what Gu Chen had told her that immortal cultivators did not need to sleep, but did all immortal cultivators sit like this? Don't you feel uncomfortable? It was not enough for her to sit all night. She came back from outside and continued to sit like this. Is there any special significance?
Due to various reasons, she couldn't leave today. After returning to the room, the waiter brought breakfast. She ate it, but the woman didn't. Yang Chan felt that the woman not only didn't have to sleep, but also didn't have to eat, so she thought about giving that portion to her. Breakfast was delivered to Gu Chen, but I didn't know if Gu Chen was still there.
She quietly stood up, carrying the breakfast and was about to go out, when the woman's voice came coldly.
"Where are you going?"
Yang Chan couldn't help but straighten her back. She couldn't help but feel scared when she thought about what happened last night. She bit her silver teeth and said, "Send...the breakfast back."
"Just wait until someone comes to collect it."
Seeing that Yang Chan didn't move, the woman made a nasal sound. After all, Yang Chan did not dare to disobey her, so she had to put the breakfast back to its original place, then sat back down and found that the woman did not open her eyes.
Yang Chan stretched out her hand and waved it in front of the woman, and the woman opened her cold eyes to take a closer look. She was startled, and quickly took her hand back, and said hesitantly: "You...you...don't want to eat?"
The woman's eyes briefly glanced at the breakfast provided by the inn. It was very simple, but not casual. It could even be seen that a lot of thought had been put into it. There were two buns, a cup of soy milk, and an egg. It was exquisite and comprehensive. But it was not arranged by her, but sent by the innkeeper after witnessing what happened at the door.
But she looked down on these things and snorted coldly: "They are just vulgar things that cannot be put on the table."
Yang Chan said cautiously: "Then can I..."
The woman's eyes were sharp, showing obvious murderous intent. She was so scared that Yang Chan didn't dare to speak anymore, but she felt aggrieved. After being silent for a while, she finally couldn't help but ask: "Who are you? Why do you have to take me with you?" leave?"
"You should be lucky, this is a fairy fate that mortals cannot seek."
Yang Chan shook her head, wanting to say that she didn't want it, but under the woman's sharp gaze, she still didn't dare to say it, lowered her head and said, "I don't understand."
"After you leave here, you will slowly understand. One day you will be glad that I took you away. At that time, you will feel that this kind of life is nothing, and you will never take a fancy to it again."
The woman rarely spoke more. Yang Chan mustered up the courage to ask, "Then where do you want to take me?"
"Yangzhou."
Yang Chan opened her eyes in confusion and asked, "Where is Yangzhou?"
The woman didn't seem to be good at dealing with children, or at such a simple and boring question, so she was silent for a while. Just when Yang Chan thought she wouldn't answer, she slowly spoke: "You'll know when we get there."
It meant that Yang Chan should stop asking. Unfortunately, Yang Chan was still young and did not understand the meaning of these cryptic words, so she asked, "Why can't you say it now?"
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