The clouds in the sky suddenly faded away, revealing light.
When the three monks guarding Du Shui City saw this scene, they were all stunned.
"what happened?"
"The rain stopped, so the river demon retreated on its own?"
The leader of Du Shui City looked happy.
There is a big demon in the Dushui River. It has been living in peace with Dushui City for thousands of years. However, today it suddenly went crazy and threatened to devour the entire mortal population of Dushui City.
His Zhao family has thrived in Dushui City for generations, and all his relatives are in the city. Of course, it is impossible to abandon the city and escape alone.
He had a low cultivation level and originally planned to wait until the big demon came to attack and then use the formations in the city to fight to the death. Unexpectedly, everything was over before the fight even started.
"Quick! Go to the dock."
"The fish demon is crazy and will never retreat. Something must have happened."
The heavy rain has begun to subside, and the shops on both sides of the main street have opened their doors one after another. There have been more pedestrians on the road, and the quiet Dushui City has gradually returned to liveliness.
"It's very windy and rainy today!"
"I thought it would be the next day, but I didn't expect it to stop so soon."
"Why are you standing there? You've lost half your business. Hurry up and open the door!"
"Everyone give in, the corpse recovery team is here!"
"I heard that many people drowned at the pier. It's bad luck..."
The wheels of the trolley turned very fast, crunching over the puddles on the roadside, and splashing rainwater splashed down. He took a step back to the right calmly, just in time to get out of the way of all the sewage, and continued forward.
After a while, Xiang Shu stepped into a restaurant.
The restaurant only opened after it rained, and there were very few customers. Xiang Shu went up to the top floor alone and sat down by the window.
From this perspective, you can just see the scene of the dock outside the city.
"Sir, the food and drinks you requested are ready!"
The waiter brought the signature dishes and drinks with enthusiasm. He was about to pick up the flask and pour the wine, but when he saw Xiang Shen raising his hand to refuse, he immediately stepped back.
Quietness returned to the rooftop. He pointed at Xiang Shen, and the clear wine flew out of the jug and fell into the glass.
The glass was rippling, and a face gradually appeared on the surface of the wine, but it was not Xiang Shen, but a young man who stayed in his memory.
Xiang Yu stared at it for a long time, then loosened his tight lips, picked up the wine glass, poured it in front of the table, and said softly:.
"Little brother, it's my sister's fault that I haven't visited you for more than a hundred years. This is the place where you and I first met. I will stay here. How about I spend some time with you when we first met?"
After settling down in the seclusion place, Xiang Shu put down his worries and stretched out a few chopsticks. He unexpectedly found that the restaurant tasted good and he took a few more bites.
While she was eating and drinking, the corpse recovery team also arrived at the dock.
Zhao Chengzhu's spiritual consciousness flashed and he immediately found Tiejiang Chen who was half buried in the mud in the distance. After waking him up, he finally learned the process of the fish demon's rebellion.
However, before Xiang Shu arrived, Chen Tiejiang fainted. In the end, City Lord Zhao could only guess that a powerful monk passed by and took care of the big demon, saving Chen Tiejiang.
After finishing his meal, Xiang Shu left the restaurant without stopping and headed straight to the east of the city.
Although the streets in the east part of the city are not as lively as the main roads, there are still many pedestrians.
Xiang Shu didn't walk very far along the street when he saw an old blacksmith shop at the end of the street. The flag fluttering in the wind outside the shop had a big word "Chen" embroidered on it.
"East of Dushui City, Chen Ji Blacksmith Shop..."
Xiang Shu murmured to himself, a distant memory appearing in his mind.
"If you feel that you are in debt, you might as well go to Chen Ji's blacksmith shop in the east of Dushui City in the future. The world is difficult, and it would be better if you can take care of it..."
That was in the Blazing Flame Sect that had not yet been destroyed. In order to escape from Xiang Hongyu's control, she decided to practice swordsmanship.
The unknown sword manual was accidentally obtained from the hands of a blacksmith at the foot of the mountain. After presenting the book, the blacksmith left the clan with these words.
With Xiang Shen's current state of mind and his excellent memory, he would naturally not forget this agreement, but he was too busy with things to take care of it. Now that I came to Dushui City, I immediately remembered this matter.
What comes to mind along with it are Qinji and Thirteen.
She has lost contact with them since she came out of the Xiangjia Mine, and it has been too long since then.
Are they... still there?
Xiang Shu really wanted to launch a spiritual search. As long as these two people were still alive, with her current ability, she could easily find them.
But thinking about this, she felt an inexplicable sense of timidity in her heart. What is she afraid of?
Xiang Shu didn't even want to think about it, and directly spread his consciousness to scan Chen Ji's blacksmith shop.
This time I scanned the shop, I saw that there was no one in the shop.
She frowned slightly, and her consciousness extended along the path behind the shop to the backyard, and finally saw a girl with braids standing on a bench in front of the stove, skillfully serving soup.
The girl's movements were very quick. After filling a full bowl of soup, she picked up the edge of the bowl and placed it in the food box on the ground. Then she put the wooden lid on it, lifted it up with difficulty, and walked to the yard next door.
The blacksmith shop is open. This little girl's father should be in good health. Who is she delivering food to?
With a trace of doubt, Xiang Shu's eyes fell into the courtyard next door, and his consciousness swept away again.
This sweep shocked her and made her breath freeze for a moment.
"Grandpa Thirteen, Fengfeng is here!"
The clear and melodious voice of a child came into his ears. Shisan, who was lying on his side and looking haggard, slowly opened his eyes. When he saw the little girl struggling to carry the food box over, a trace of kindness appeared in his eyes.
"Why are you here again? Your father didn't stop you?"
Thirteen is too old. He has long lost the liveliness and vitality of his youth. His skinny face has ridges and grooves like tree bark, and his voice is hoarse and unpleasant, which is terrifying to hear.
The girl with braids was not afraid at all, her eyes were clear and shining, like the clear blue sky.
"Dad went to the dock to pick up stones in the morning."
Fengfeng stuck out her tongue and smiled, revealing a pair of small fangs: "It rained heavily this morning. Daddy must be hiding from the rain outside and won't be back soon."
Fengfeng said, picked up the hot soup and went to the bed, scooped up a spoonful and handed it to Thirteen's mouth, "Grandpa, try it. Fengfeng cooked this by herself."
"Okay, okay..."
Thirteen took a sip with pleasure, "Fengfeng, listen to your father and don't come here again, in case it happens again like last time..."
"I don't!"
Fengfeng wiped the burns on her hands and said stubbornly: "I was very careful this time. The fire in the stove was extinguished. Everything will be fine. The neighbor's aunt is not nice to you at all. If I didn't come to see you, Give me something good, grandpa, you will definitely starve to death."
Fengfeng said, holding Thirteen's old right hand with her little hand, her eyes sparkling, "Grandpa Thirteen, can you tell me the story of Empress Shen Ji again, okay?"
Thirteen laughed dumbly, "How many times have you heard this and are you still not tired of it?"
"Why are you tired of it?"
Fengfeng immediately straightened her back and said loudly: "That's a god! Daddy said everything you said was false, but Fengfeng thinks it's all true!"
Thirteen looked at Fengfeng yelling, his eyes were gentle, so gentle that he was a little lost, as if he saw himself when he was a young man who didn't know the importance of things.
As we get older, it’s easier to recall the past.
As death approaches, the past experiences in the Blazing Flame Sect keep flashing back in his mind, and the face that should have been blurry in his memory becomes extremely clear.
"Fengfeng."
Thirteen murmured, "Do you think grandpa... can wait for her?"
"It must be possible!"
Fengfeng was full of confidence, "That's a god. How could he die? When Empress Shen Ji comes back, she will definitely come back to find Grandpa Thirteen."
Listening to the child's blind words, Thirteen's mouth felt bitter.
He actually knew that Xiang Shen died more than 110 years ago.
It's just that as he gets older, his illusory dreams become his obsession that he doesn't want to die.
This obsession supported him and he lived for 141 years in a mortal body, which was close to the limit of a Qi Refining monk.
exhausted
The vitality reminded him all the time that he would not survive this winter.
But he was so unwilling to die like this.
The little girl stayed for an hour. Seeing that her father had not come back yet, there was a hint of worry in her tender eyebrows, and she hurried away with her food box in her arms.
Thirteen slowly closed his eyes, and deathly silence returned to the room.
But the dead silence didn't last long, and was broken by the sound of pushing the door open again.
Thirteen heard this, but didn't open his eyes. He just thought it was the woman who took him in and came in to clean up.
Widow Wang never said a kind word, but she was a sharp-tongued person. She didn't treat him badly, but Fengfeng was young and couldn't understand.
However, Thirteen waited for a long time and still didn't hear Widow Wang's words "Old thing".
He opened his eyes with some confusion, but saw no one in front of the bed. When he turned his head, he only saw an elongated shadow on the ground.
Thirteen's mind was shaken, and his lips couldn't stop trembling.
Is it her?
Is it her? !
He was shaking with excitement. He didn't know where he got the strength to turn over and get out of bed, but he heard a soft sigh in his ear.
Thirteen's movements were stagnant, and he slowly raised his head. He saw that the woman who appeared in front of him was the same as when he first saw her, without any change.
He stared blankly, and two lines of tears fell from the corners of his eyes unconsciously.
He stretched out his hand tremblingly, but before he could stretch it out even half an inch, Xiang Yu held it violently.
Not an illusion!
Thirteen was ecstatic, and then suddenly thought of something. He hurriedly took out his hands and covered his face, lowering his head and not daring to look at Shen again. new
"Hahaha……"
He smiled and shed tears at the same time, "Am I old and ugly now? Xiang Shen, you must be scared, right?"
Xiang Shen pursed his lips and tried his best to keep his tone calm: "No."
"Okay, if you say no, then it means no."
Thirteen simply let go of his hand and raised his head. His cloudy old eyes showed the brilliance of his youth, and there was a hint of questioning in his tone: "Where have you been in the past hundred years?"
"I……"
Just as Xiang Shen opened his mouth, Thirteen took the lead and said, "I know, you must have unspeakable difficulties, right?"
Thirteen took out a statue of Ji Ji beside his pillow, "This doesn't look like you at all, but I can only look at it and imagine your situation over the years."
Xiang Shu took the stone statue, feeling confused.
"You came too late."
Thirteen sighed slightly, then showed a bright smile, "But it's not too late. At least, I can take the news that you are still alive and tell Sister Qinji."
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