Pears and Main Street.
Lu Ran was in front, walking faster and faster. He wanted to go back and find Hui Huan, show him "Miss Shu", tell him that he saw the "real dragon", and also ask about Ke Zhizi's injuries. A little bit better.
Qingwu behind him walked slower and slower.
She had never felt like this since Zhuo Hai was born. She was nervous, excited, and at the same time a little scared.
When the white mist came out, she smelled a familiar scent. The closer she walked to Fenli Town, the stronger the scent became.
Finally, on the bustling Lihe Street, she was stopped by a man.
"Qingwu?"
The man stood under the eaves of the street, holding a big umbrella in his hand.
An ordinary young man, neither thin nor fat, neither tall nor short.
The same is true for his face, with regular features, but each one is very ordinary. It's the kind of appearance that you can't remember even if you look at it, and you will forget it quickly if you remember it.
His voice was also soft, neither high nor low, and his breath was neither strong nor weak.
He stood there, completely blending into the crowd behind him. You wouldn't give him a second glance, and he couldn't even enter your line of sight.
He is like a friend from a neighbor or relative in your hometown that you have forgotten, a passerby you meet by chance.
But Qingwu knew that the distinguished guests who were supposed to come, the real distinguished guests, finally came.
"Let's chat?" The young man asked her with a flat smile from a distance.
"Okay." His green eyes flashed, and he stood there blankly.
The young man walked over casually with gentle steps, but he naturally held Qingwu's hand with one hand and opened a big umbrella with the other.
As soon as the umbrella was opened, the world was spinning.
Under the umbrella, the two kept a consistent pace and began to move forward slowly.
Outside the umbrella, it was no longer Fenli Town, but thousands of galaxies and stars shone before and to the left and right.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them had entered the man's fantasy sea.
In a sky that is anything but ordinary, shining brightly with stars.
"Qingwu." The young man called Qingwu's name again.
Qingwu didn't dare to look at him. He just looked at the long-lost starry sky and blinked: "It's me."
"We have been looking for you, I have been looking for you." The man's voice finally wavered slightly.
"I know, but I..." Three thousand years later, she still didn't know how to face this person.
"Come back when you get this 'floating picture'." The man originally held Qingwu's hand, but suddenly let go.
Qingwu felt the warmth in her hands disappear and turned her head subconsciously. Now she met the man's eyes. The man's eyes were as ambiguous as before, a little pitiful and a little sad.
Qingwu thought for a while and said: "I have been thinking about one thing during the three thousand years of being imprisoned."
"Are you thinking, sir, why he did this?" The man added the second half of Qingwu's sentence.
"I haven't been able to figure it out for three thousand years, but in the past two years, I seem to understand it a little bit."
The man seemed to be a little interested: "Oh? Then I really want to ask, why did that adult do this?"
Qingwu said the answer without thinking: "To make the world despair."
The man sighed and said he didn't understand: "In order to make the world despair? For such a loving adult, the last choice is to make the world despair?"
Qingwu also sighed: "You won't understand. Three thousand years, five thousand years, ten thousand years, you won't understand."
"I really don't understand, and I don't really want to understand, but I have a question I want to ask you."
Qingwu was still lucky: "I answered, can I not go back with you?"
"Can't."
"Then ask."
The man seemed to have thought of some sweet past, and suddenly he laughed innocently. He laughed for a long time before continuing: "This question was asked by the boss. The boss asked, where did the two 'soul pills' go?"
"Huh?" Qingwu was surprised: "Apart from mine, where did the second one come from?"
"That's not right, the boss said. That adult's 'Soul Pill' appeared at the Shui Lao Pass on the same day as you. Haven't you seen it? Then how did you enter the 'Shui Lao Pass'?"
Qingwu already knew what the second soul pill the man was talking about was. This thing Lu Ran mentioned to her was the stone pill that Xia Ya Li Qi got on Wuyou Island.
"Go to Xia Ya." Qingwu knew that he couldn't hide it, so he simply made it clear.
"Sure enough, have you heard that Xia Ya has created an extraordinary figure?" The man's eyes began to shine: "War is about to break out, and our era is coming."
"Ha." Qingwu laughed disdainfully.
"What? Just three thousand years, can't it really change your character? In the past, you would have been more excited and happier than me."
"Maybe." Qingwu didn't want to say this anymore, and suddenly felt a little heavy in his heart.
"I can tell you're very hungry."
"Very, very hungry."
"Then I'll give you some." There was a small red ball on the man's hand.
That is the "soul pill" that has been cultivated for at least a thousand years, and it is the man's own "soul pill".
Qingwu swallowed hard, but in the end, she shook her head.
"I will not eat."
"Qingwu." The Taoist priest called her name for the third time.
The green eyes were still staring at the "Soul Pill" in his hand, and there was already a hint of cold light in the blue eyes.
"Take it back quickly!"
Qingwu roared angrily.
The man's expression changed slightly, and when he turned his hand, the "Soul Pill" disappeared.
"I will go to Taiyi to help you find your own one. Before that, you go back to the boss first. There is endless food, wouldn't it be the best choice?"
Qingwu said coldly: "No, I won't go back. I want to renounce religion."
The man's face became increasingly pale, and the pity and sadness in his eyes seemed to be aggravated. He and Qingwu looked at each other for a long time, and finally stopped insisting and smiled bitterly.
Then his face changed nine times in an instant, and finally returned to the appearance in Qingwu's memory when the two met for the first time.
Qingwu closed his eyes.
"I...I hope you can come back. After 'Futu', I will come to you again."
After the man finished speaking, he closed the umbrella with one hand, and the stars and people disappeared together.
Qingwu then opened his eyes again and walked on Lihe Street again.
one person.
In front of and behind us, people were coming and going, and there was a lot of traffic.
This is an ordinary human night.
Qingwu looked up and saw no stars.
"Qing, walk faster, I'm waiting for you!"
A very familiar voice of an impatient young man made her lower her head and search ahead for the owner of the voice.
Looking past the signs and crowds on the street, Qingwu saw Lu Ran with his hands folded and his back turned to him, waiting for her to catch up.
"To make the world despair."
"And to ignite a little hope for the world."
Qingwu chased after him, and while running, he silently recited the second half of the unfinished sentence to himself.
