Xu Chunhua did not come back today.
At least, after Chen He sold out the tofu, he didn't see the small town girl waiting for him in the alley where the spring breeze was swaying in the morning.
Chen He thought to himself that maybe it was because his business was particularly good today and he sold out early.
So there was no rush for the moment, and he pushed his Tianyan car slowly, creaking on the stone slabs in the alley.
After all, this wheelchair car produced in the Xuansheyuan of Nanyi City slowly began to loosen up during Chen He's journey around the world.
Chen He decided to repair it one day to prevent it from falling apart on the road, so he scattered all the tofu he bought from a soft tofu shop in Huaidu after searching for a long time.
Although there is better tofu in Cao Weiying's Tianshang Town, it is too troublesome after all.
When Chen Huaifeng was invited to eat the sizzling tofu, he could naturally get it from Cao Weiying. After all, it was just a meal, and Chen Huaifeng would not ask where the tofu came from.
But doing business in the human world is not possible.
Kamigawa's laws are very strict, especially when it comes to food like this.
Not to mention this is Huaidu.
If the origin of Chen He's tofu is unknown, he may go to jail.
The wheelchair made a squeaking noise.
Chen He was also thinking wildly.
Then he stopped in front of the small courtyard. Chen He did not open the door and walk in. Instead, he took out a food box from the corner of the wheelchair. Of course, it was not leftover iron plate tofu.
But it was Chen He who stayed early in the morning.
It was placed next to the Tianyan machine, and it still carries residual warmth.
But it was still very early, so Chen He was naturally not in a hurry. He took it out of the car and placed it on his lap.
Although it is said that only by moving the body can the mind be calm.
But sometimes thinking about other things can calm down the uneasy mind.
So when Chen He appeared in this alley and didn't see the small town girl wearing a floral skirt, he started thinking about many other things.
Chen He, who was supposed to be idle, looked down at the steaming food box on his lap.
If Xu Chunhua doesn't come back when it gets cold, go find her by yourself.
So the food box was really cold.
Chen He didn't think randomly this time. He stood up and put the food box back in the car. Then he walked into the yard, brought out a pot of water, turned on the Tianyan machine inside, and poured the water into the In the iron kettle that had been boiled dry long ago.
The wheelchair car, which had been rarely driven since arriving in Huaidu, was set on fire again.
Chen He got on the Tianyan car in the spring breeze. Ever since he learned the wonderful cornering method from Cao Weiying, even such a narrow alley could no longer trouble Chen He.
The sound of Tianyan's car is not noisy. The whole Huaihe is surrounded by the sound of mechanical operation. Such a sound is naturally very abrupt.
Chen He rode Juechen and headed towards Huaidu, which was constantly changing.
...
"When will His Majesty come back?"
Li Chenghe, the Minister of War in Huaidu, stood in front of the gate of the Heavenly Prison, holding a heater to resist the chill of the spring breeze.
Next to him stood a tall middle-aged man in a black robe with gold patterns.
The Ghost Suppression Department established during Emperor Huai's reign did not belong to the court system, but was a supervisory agency directly under His Majesty.
The same is naturally true for Tianyu, formerly known as the Ghost Suppression Division.
So the middle-aged man in front of you can be called an adult or the prison master.
The archer Liu Baiyuan.
Because in his hand, he holds a bow of Yi.
But in fact, the name of this Heavenly Prison Lord is not Liu Baiyuan, but Liu Qinghe.
The reason why people call him this name is very simple.
Because he is tall and likes white flowers.
Often when standing on the roadside, I will stop because of some small white flowers blooming quietly on the corner of the street.
Coupled with the impression of Heavenly Prison on the world, this makes the picture look like a rude ape looking at the delicate beauty of the human world.
So he got the name Liu Baiyuan.
People in Huaidu sometimes often doubt the relationship between Liu Sanyue, the former minister of the Ministry of War, and Liu Baiyuan.
After all, the name Liu Qinghe and Liu Sanyue have similar meanings.
But in fact, Liu Sanyue has nothing to do with Liu Baiyuan.
Liu Sanyue is just a commoner in the small town at the foot of Qingtian Road Mountain.
And Liu Qinghe.
He is a great human monster who has lived for some years.
The reason is that it is some years old.
Because the world cannot remember whether this heavenly prison, which is always hidden behind a black wall and planted with tall white pear and apricot trees, has ever had another prison owner.
Although both the name Liu Baiyuan and the identity of the Heavenly Prison Prison Master, it is easy for the world to think that he is a vicious person.
But the world has forgotten that his real name is Liu Qinghe.
Therefore, what is shrouded under Liu Baiyuan's black robe is actually a gentle and elegant face that is always smiling.
"We don't talk about such things at midnight."
Liu Qinghe smiled and looked at the long street in the world and said slowly.
Liu Qinghe kept silent about the demon clan, naturally he was not standing against Li Chenghe because he was a demon clan.
Above the status of the demon clan, the status of being a person in the Heavenly Hell who belongs directly to His Majesty will naturally always be higher than anything else.
The old Minister of the Ministry of War naturally understands this truth, so he naturally doesn't think too much about it.
In fact, when Li Chenghe comes here to ask Liu Qinghe, it means that this person is based on the existence between the two races.
Hearing this, Li Chenghe also turned his head, looked at the monsters and people walking through the streets, and said softly: "I'm not talking about the monsters, it's just that your majesty has been away from the world for too long this time."
Liu Qinghe smiled slightly.
"What if His Majesty comes back?"
He looked at Lord Shangshu beside him.
"It's going to rain. This is not something that His Majesty can decide. Does His Majesty also want to be like the Huangliang people and kneel down devoutly in certain places - rain, rain, please don't let it rain?"
Li Chenghe said slowly: "When it rains, the price of umbrellas in the world will increase accordingly. Some people will always be unable to afford umbrellas, so they will suffer from the cold and bitter cold. This is because no one restrains those businessmen."
This is of course very reasonable.
So Liu Qinghe didn't refute, just raised his head and looked at the spring sky.
The sky was far from clear, but it wasn't gloomy either.
"But it hasn't rained yet, Mr. Li."
Li Chenghe coughed slightly and said, "It will rain."
For people in the world, the spring breeze is an extremely comfortable thing.
However, for such an old man, the spring breeze is a different kind of chill.
That's why there's the word spring.
Liu Qinghe said nothing more, just stood there quietly.
On the smooth and bright streets of Huaidu, people and monsters are walking around. The high-rise buildings are stacked upward, and the tile eaves are like some cedars covered with black snow.
So there are suspension bridges, air corridors, and platforms high in the sky to watch the moon in the world.
The place the two of them were in was very low.
Although it is meaningless to say high or low in Huaidu.
In the majestic rotation of the buildings in Sophora Capital, everything will become higher, allowing you to watch the stars and the moon from a high place, absorbing the rain and dew; it will also become lower, as if a piece of the human world has been turned upside down, hiding in those darkness , an underground city that always needs hanging lanterns.
"I don't know when His Majesty will come back."
Liu Qinghe said this.
So Li Chenghe remained silent for a long time.
"But His Majesty will always come back."
Liu Qinghe looked at this magnificent capital with a slight smile, with a faint light in his eyes.
The world actually got it right in some places.
There is indeed a certain connection between Liu Qinghe and Liu Sanyue - they will always believe in this human emperor devoutly.
Li Chenghe said softly: "I'm afraid that by that time, the rain in the world will already be very heavy."
"grown ups."
Liu Qinghe turned to look at Li Chenghe and said softly: "It's going to rain, so there are emperors in the world."
If it didn't rain, everyone would be the same, and their trajectory from birth to death would be the same.
So what makes them need to have a majesty in the world?
The two looked at each other quietly.
A small white umbrella walked quietly on the street.
"Yes."
Li Chenghe said softly.
Liu Qinghe turned his head and looked at the girl under the umbrella who was walking quietly among the monsters.
"Your Majesty will not let his world become something he does not like."
The human world in Kamigawa is naturally very good.
The world thinks so too.
People come and go on the long street.
But not everyone walked with concentration.
There are always some people wandering around there.
After all, Liu Baiyuan and Li Chenghe stood in front of the Heavenly Prison Gate.
Such a picture is naturally eye-catching.
Huaidu is not a false capital.
This ancient and majestic city located in the north of Huai'an is full of vitality. Those who stand on high places are naturally eye-catching.
But Li Chenghe and Liu Qinghe spoke very relaxedly.
Even if all the demon clan in Huaidu looked over, they seemed to have nothing they couldn't say.
Those are all things that can be said that have nothing to do with the demon clan.
The spring breeze in the human world did gradually bring some raindrops. Liu Qinghe asked the people from Heavenly Prison to bring out an umbrella and escorted the man holding the heater in the spring breeze away. Then he turned his attention to those long-haired people. People on the street said with a warm smile: "Are you done listening?"
No one answered.
But gradually there were fewer pedestrians on this long street.
The smile on Liu Qinghe's face gradually diminished, and his eyebrows also became somewhat solemn.
Naturally, he didn't know where His Majesty had gone or when he would return.
It's just that many things are obviously not as easy as he said.
Everything is actually just as Li Chenghe said.
The world with His Majesty and the world without His Majesty are two completely different worlds.
It's just that Li Chenghe forgot something.
At the beginning, Liu Qinghe had already reminded this old man.
It's a pity that Li Chenghe is probably really old. After all, he is just a human being, and sometimes his thoughts are inevitably confused.
Standing on such a long street, even if it is not midnight, there are some things that cannot be said.
For example, His Majesty’s whereabouts.
The human world has probably never experienced anything like this.
In the world of hundreds of years, there is a majesty who has lived for more than a thousand years.
Then their Majesty disappeared inexplicably.
If this was just a human emperor, he would have started to establish a new emperor in such a long time.
But in the world of Kamigawa, no one dares to do this.
So Huaidu, a city of machinery and the hub of the entire human world, followed the inertia of the past.
This is sometimes a good thing.
Sometimes nature is bad.
...
Chen He also lost his way.
At the time of handover between the rule of the Siwu Monster Clan and the rule of the Weishen Human Being.
In that vast sound of machine rotation.
After a moment, Chen He didn't know where he was now. He was still running on the streets in the human world with those sparse shadows on the eaves, looking for traces of Xu Chunhua everywhere.
In the blink of an eye, the whole person appeared between the suspended bridges in the air, as if being supported by the spring breeze and rain by the bamboo shoots emerging from the mountain forest.
Those long streets with neat stone slabs, under the operation of mechanical power, vastly lifted the world up into the drizzle of spring.
Chen He stopped the car, stood on the edge of the sky building and looked down.
The tall buildings in the world stand like mist and green mountains in the distance.
This rare spring rain is like a dense sea of clouds, separating the human world from the human world.
Chen He sometimes really doubted that people living in such a capital city could really find their whereabouts accurately.
Chen He stood by the raised guardrails on the street, took an umbrella from the car, and looked around.
Such a rain turned the originally splendid Sophora Capital into a vast expanse of clouds.
This made it even more difficult for Chen He to find Xu Chunhua - he seemed to have indeed gone up a level and been lifted up by the world.
In the spring rain, some streets are upward, and some are downward, and everything is emitting a mute light in the pattering.
Chen He searched for it for a long time, then sighed, held an umbrella and sat back on Tianyan's car, picked up the iron plate tofu left for Xu Chunhua and ate it.
Because if you don’t eat it, it really won’t taste good.
Sometimes people naturally have things to pursue and things to hold on to.
Chen He has become accustomed to the fact that his sizzling tofu is the best in the world. If it becomes unpalatable, that is indeed a very bad thing.
The spring rain falls.
While Chen He was sitting there eating sizzling tofu with an umbrella under his arm, someone stopped in front of his car.
It was Xu Chunhua, who was wearing a floral skirt and holding a small white umbrella.
The floral skirt of this girl from the small town of Qingtian Road has been wet by the spring rain and is sticking to her calf. The little white umbrella is very white, but also very small. A small umbrella can sometimes cover the snow. , but it can't cover the rain.
Because the snow is light and soft.
And the rain is ethereal and rapid.
Seeing Xu Chunhua's appearance, Chen He stood up from the car, swallowed the iron plate tofu in his mouth, and asked nervously while breathing a sigh of relief.
"Did you find him?"
Xu Chunhua did not answer, but stood under the small white umbrella, looking at Chen He's embarrassed appearance in the rain, and said with a complicated expression: "Why are you here?"
Chen He sighed, handed the box of tofu that had been warmed by the heat of the Tianyan machine to Xu Chunhua, and said, "You didn't come back after you went out today. I'm a little worried."
Xu Chunhua was silent for a while, then raised her hand to brush the wet hair around her ears - Chen He subconsciously thought that if Chen Huaifeng saw this scene, he would probably be very tempted.
The small town girl took the food box from Chen He's hand, looked at the green onions that were about to turn yellow and wilted inside, and then said softly: "I didn't find it."
Chen He took the small white umbrella from her hand and said comfortingly: "It doesn't matter, we have a long time to come."
Xu Chunhua ate the small piece of tofu that Chen He had not finished, and said in a low and gentle voice: "I'm lost."
Chen He held two umbrellas and stood on the hanging street of Sophora Capital in Chunyu Yunchuan. He said with a smile: "It will be fine when we are all familiar with Sophora Capital."
Xu Chunhua stood quietly under the umbrella. In the spring breeze and rain, her floral skirt was blown off her calves, flying chaotically in Huaido Street.
That piece of tofu is finished.
Of course there won’t be a lot of sizzling tofu.
Such a rich snack is naturally suitable for eating a little, not a lot.
Too much will cause you to indulge in it for a short time and eventually become boring.
After the small town girl finished eating the piece of tofu, she turned back and looked at Chen He who was looking at the rainy Sophora City seriously and trying to write down the buildings bit by bit.
This time she didn't say any of those answers that always seemed to miss the mark.
Just watch quietly.
"Chen He."
Xu Chunhua suddenly turned her head with some sadness and looked at Sophora Capital extending vastly into the distance in the spring rain.
Chen He turned back and looked at the woman beside him.
"Tell me, if that senior fellow student named Chen Huaifeng had actually lied to us, Xiyu was not in Huaidu..."
Xu Chunhua seemed not to have finished speaking, but also seemed to have finished speaking.
Chen He thought for a long time, and then said seriously: "Senior Brother Chen is not that kind of person."
Xu Chunhua lowered her head under the umbrella and looked down the hanging street. Below was the street like the gaps between the black cedars. The rain was pouring on the street, and everyone was like a small, crowded mushroom in the spring.
Xu Chunhua didn't speak for a long time.
It wasn't until the temperature of the food box in her hand gradually disappeared that the small town girl raised her head, hiding many emotions, and looked at Chen He beside her with a smile.
"Can your Tianyan car still drive?"
Chen He said with a smile: "I filled it with water when I came out. It will definitely not burn dry after a while."
Xu Chunhua smiled slightly and said: "Then take me to have a good look at this most magnificent and unique capital city in the world."
Chen He turned to look at this Sophora Capital that amazed everyone, and said with amazement: "Actually, I think it cannot be described as magnificent as it is now."
Xu Chunhua said curiously: "What is that?"
Chen He chuckled softly and said: "The vast, vast clouds and rivers."
Xu Chunhua stood under the umbrella and thought for a long time, nodding in agreement.
Neither of them told the previous story.
The sound of the Tianyan car, which seemed very faint among the dull sound of the machine, sounded again above the hanging street.
