In the spring breeze on Royal Street, Sun Kee noodle stall.
"Hey, now that you're back, I thought I'd have to stay here to wash dishes and pay off my debts."
Ying Ruoli, who had not come out since entering the noodle stall, poked her head out from the pile of bowls.
"Old Sun, please inform the neighbors that the five hundred people behind will be charged to me, and everyone will have this hometown meal today." 』
Wang Qiu took away the half-eaten bowl of noodles from Ying Ruoli and spoke to Boss Sun without a care.
"As you command, Your Highness."
After hearing the news, Boss Sun saw the people outside Yu Street who looked no more than 12, 13 or 14 years old, sorting out the queue, and hurriedly ran all the way to greet the neighbors to prepare ingredients.
"What's the situation now?"
Although it was strange that Wang Yuyi, Bai Xiaoyue and Bai Qiuran disappeared like followers when Wang Qiu went home, Ying Ruoli didn't ask much about the whereabouts of the three of them, she just looked curiously at the 500 young and energetic boys and girls in front of her. .
"I want to travel abroad, so it makes sense to bring some people with me." 』
Passing the bowl of noodles to Xie Chenyuan's hand, Wangqiu inadvertently noticed the ring mark on the side of Xie Chenyuan's ear, and just shook his head and smiled.
"I may not be very smart, but I can fight well. Count me in."
Ying Ruoli took the chicken leg and said proactively.
"I paid you to eat so much food, so naturally I hope you will come and help me. Hey, you guys eat first. I... may have an old friend here. Imperial Master, please come with me first." 』
Wang Qiu took a sip of the noodle soup and was about to say some polite words to Xie Chenyuan and Ying Ruoli when he saw eight or nine black ants raised in the Jing Le Kingdom not far away, hesitating outside the Sun Ji Noodle Stall. When something serious happened, he could only put down the dishes and say goodbye to the two of them.
"I want to go too, okay?"
Xie Chenyuan, who felt that Wangqiu's "old friend" had a strange air in his mouth, suddenly took Wangqiu's hand, thinking about the words Aunt Shansheng taught him before leaving, and begged with some blushing.
"..."
Seeing this, Wangqiu was a little puzzled. He always felt that Xie Chenyuan had changed but couldn't tell what had changed, which was strange.
"Let's go, deputy leader, aren't we talking about old friends? Nothing will happen if you take your future wife with you."
Xu Ji, holding the Qingping Sword, leaned against the table and said
“Don’t talk or ask questions when you meet someone later. 』
Thinking about her future wife, Wangqiu sighed and just took the first step, talking as he walked.
"Does this mean that a crying child has milk?"
After seeing that he could really follow, Xie Chenyuan, who had always respected Wangqiu's privacy in the past, was a little surprised.
"I don't think what I'm doing is ulterior. The reason why I asked the National Master to go instead of you is because he is more suitable to participate at the moment. If you can grasp it, I will call you too." 』
Knowing that Taoist Xu Ji was the transformed form of Saint Biyou walking in the world, Wang Qiu said this naturally.
"I'm very happy that you can take me."
Xie Chenyuan couldn't help but smile sweetly when he realized that Wangqiu was caring about his feelings intentionally or unintentionally.
"Jingyu, you also follow me. Follow me." 』
Walking outside Yujie Chunfeng, I found a thirteen-year-old girl holding a bamboo slip in a queue, counting supplies and accounts in the cold wind. Wangqiu, who wanted to take the opportunity to test something, walked up to the girl and said something.
"Your Highness, you want me to record important matters?"
When Jing Yu heard this, he couldn't help but put down the bamboo slips.
"You can try. It doesn't matter if you fail. It would be a pity to give up at such a once-in-a-lifetime moment, but there is always half a chance to try." 』
Wangqiu, who always helped his juniors to improve themselves, took out a yellow diary made of unknown material from his sleeve and handed it to Jingyu. He patted her shoulder and motioned for her to follow her footsteps.
When Xie Chenyuan saw this, he just wondered who Wangqiu wanted to see. He didn't like the inadvertent physical contact between Wangqiu and the little historian accompanying him, even if the little historian had been raped since childhood. The new highness was chosen by Queen Shansheng from Kusano.
There was a hint of fanaticism in Jing Yu's eyes, and he just took three steps forward and followed Xie Chenyuan.
The group of four walked for a quarter of an hour and arrived at a deserted meadow. Under a covered bridge in the distance, thousands of black ant colonies gathered together.
Wang Qiu looked at the black ants who were so confused that they could only move in circles, and felt helpless because the countless soldiers below only recognized their breath.
"Should we say we meet again after a long separation or we have never met before, my friend?" 』
Wang Qiu crossed his arms and just looked at the black robe under the covered bridge holding a dim yellow paper umbrella and carrying the dimmed green lantern of the night tour, and laughed loudly.
The man in black robe stood under the covered bridge and couldn't help but fall into a long question about Wang Qiu.
"I just look at this life. 』
The man in black robe shook his head and smiled bitterly. His deep eyes inadvertently glanced at Xie Chenyuan and Jing Yu who were beside Wangqiu. Looking at the two people who were still immature in dealing with the world, he slightly loosened the already extinguished night blue lantern in his palm. There was a hint of emotion in his eyes. A hint of nostalgia.
"I think there will be many obstacles in the future, fellow Taoist, is it hard?" 』
It was raining heavily all day long. Wangqiu stretched out his palms to catch the raindrops. He looked at the puddles in his palms and sighed.
"bitter? Maybe you have, seeing a lot, seeing a lot, except for a few people who will be moved, the rest will be numb. 』
The man in black robe fell to the ground, revealing the only part of his body that was exposed, a pair of muddy soles of his feet.
"Dare you ask your friend's name?" 』
Looking at the peerless Heavenly Lord in front of him with a look of loneliness in his eyes, Wang Qiu held his hand and asked for advice.
"Heavenly Lord who will relieve suffering in the final calamity." 』
The man in black robe covered his face with one hand, but anyone could tell that his words were self-deprecating.
"I admire you for a long time. 』
For this operator, Wangqiu is not ashamed, and he starts with a "Long-time Admiration".
"I admire you so much, can you show me some respect? What I did in the final tribulation has nothing to do with what I am doing now!" 』
Perhaps there is no strong person in this world who is worthy of fighting with both hands. Even the two unfathomable Fusheng Tianzun have to shy away from him. After a long time, they are still a little hurt by Qiu Beifeng's final calamity. Tianzun also laughed at Wangqiu's shamelessness.
"It's just a way of getting closer. This kind of meeting between the future and the past is often so strange that the participants are caught off guard. 』
Wangqiu shook his head and just smiled.
"I'll just come back and take a look. When I was there, I really thought about joining the Jie Cult." 』
The Lord of the Last Tribulation, Ji Ku Tianzun, chuckled under the covered bridge.
"Just thinking?" 』
Wangqiu reached out and threw a bottle of old yellow rice wine produced by Jingle.
"The past is like smoke, I can only think about it. 』
After taking a look at Xie Chenyuan, there was no one beside him. After the Ku Tianzun shook his head and smiled bitterly, he just raised his neck and drank.
"At least I'm not just thinking about it now. He is already the deputy leader of Jiejiao."
Taoist Xu Ji, who felt that the deity status given to him by the Jie Cult Leader was being crushed by the Final Tribulation Ji Ku deity in all directions, resisted the urge to shake his calves and spoke.
"A pawn of Blessed Infinite Heavenly Lord?" 』
By chance, I saw an idle move played by a certain Fu Sheng Tian Zun, and Ji Ku Tian Zun found that the development of the matter was somewhat interesting.
"oh? Daoist priest Ganqing also has this unknown origin. 』
Wangqiu, who switched freely between "National Preceptor" and "Taoist Priest", had an intriguing smile on his lips.
"Your Highness, it's time for me to say goodbye."
Taoist Xu Ji, who felt that he might not be able to protect him even if he came, did not feel safe even with Qingping in his hands.
"No need, little Taoist Priest, there is no grudge between me and the two Fusheng Tianzun, so I don't need to embarrass you." 』
Suddenly, Tianzun Jiku, who felt that the world was boring again, stood up directly after sitting for a while.
"Leaving now?" 』
Wangqiu also planned to talk to Jiku Tianzun about what he had to say.
"Meet the people you need to meet and do the things you need to do. I have been to many places before coming here. This is the last stop. I always say that I am timid when I'm close to my hometown. But now it seems that it is nothing more than that. My wish is over. My hometown is still the same hometown. , the month in front of me is still the month of my hometown, very good, very good, I have to go back and finish what I should do. 』
After experiencing a series of tragic events in the past, Ji Ku Tianzun's tone was filled with relief. He was completely alone and finally let go of the self who had been watching and doing nothing in the past thousands of lives.
"Here, I would like to send you off to my fellow Taoist." 』
Knowing that this was the last time Wangqiu sighed, he just bent down and handed over his hands.
"The future is gone, never to be seen again. 』
Tianzun bowed back in a serious manner, and the gentleman's etiquette learned by Yu Chan for many years has not dropped even a little bit even after many years.
In just an instant, the black robe in front of him disappeared like a mirror, as if it had never happened before.
Jing Yu, who was responsible for recording on a yellow bamboo board, was shocked to find that the bamboo board in front of him had turned into ashes, and the writing knife and pen were also rusty. Even his still clear mind was filled with unspeakable chaos. The memory of the man in gray robe It became dim as if dust had fallen, and Xie Chenyuan next to him was also in the same situation. The only two people present who were normal were Xu Ji and Wang Qiu.
"Who passed by just now? I remember there was someone here just now."
Xie Chenyuan looked at Wangqiu with a confused look.
"A person who claims to be the God who relieves suffering in the final tribulation, in other words, another me. 』
Wangqiu, who held three flick-finger immortal swords in his hands, picked up the oil-paper umbrella left behind by Jiku Tianzun and the inexplicably rekindled night blue lantern, shook his head and smiled.
"Deputy leader, forgive me for doubting your ability before, but now that you are a Taoist, I have overstepped your bounds."
Taoist Xu Ji wiped the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead, and his originally casual attitude suddenly became more respectful.
"This covered bridge is nice. 』
Wang Qiu rolled his eyes at Taoist Xu Ji, and then dug three feet into the ground where the Lord of Ending Tribulation Suffering Heavenly Lord stood and moved everything away.
