Li Chenguang thought about it a lot.
He knew that as long as Meng Zhang continued to stay here, he would know his identity sooner or later.
The teacher is so powerful and smart.
It's not difficult to figure out your own trump card.
The more he knew, the sooner he would die.
The paradox of time and space, the laws of space, will obliterate itself.
But he would also wonder whether he had saved the teacher.
It seems quite profitable to trade one's own life for the teacher's life.
right.
After all, the teacher is a real dragon.
It will always be more useful than yourself.
Seems pretty good too.
Once a teacher, always a father.
I can be considered as repaying the kindness.
Wait, it seems that I am not a teacher?
A teacher is also a teacher, right?
He thought a lot on the way here, but he never expected that Meng Zhang was already gone.
The reason for his departure is also very simple.
He can't stay here.
Meng Zhang knew very well that if he stayed here, Li Chenguang would die.
So he chose to leave.
Give Li Chenguang a way out.
At the same time, he also saved this person who seemed to be extremely close to him.
Meng Zhang didn't say anything, but that great love, that great love for the world, also included a little love for Li Chenguang, and Li Chenguang could feel it.
He knew that even if it was not him, even if it was someone else, the teacher would do the same.
Teacher... is so great.
It was so great that he was admired and convinced.
At the same time, I was also a little angry.
He hoped that in this great love, it would be great if he was the most special among them.
It's a pity that I should be one of the teachers who loves everyone in the world.
Li Chenguang sat on the steps at the door of the teaching building.
Staring blankly at the gray sky in the distance.
There was no sunshine all day today, and the whole sky seemed to be overwhelmingly gray.
There is a sense of sadness in the air.
He was also in an inexplicably melancholy mood.
Teacher, still the same teacher.
He didn't know that he was his student, or even the skills he learned from him.
He felt wronged and left overnight, just to save himself.
Can.
Teacher, what were you trying to do by leaving that letter?
You misunderstood me.
I'm really not as great as you think.
Once Meng Zhang left, the biggest threat to Li Chenguang was actually lifted.
He no longer has to worry about being wiped out by the space paradox.
But he was not happy at all.
Finally, I can see and talk to the teacher here again.
It's fine now, I'm alone again.
Li Chenguang sat alone on the stairs for a long time.
I don’t know how much I sighed.
It was really hard to come to a thousand years ago and finally see the teacher again.
A living fossil of history.
The legendary true dragon.
But in a hurry, we parted again...
While thinking about it, I suddenly felt like my head was being pressed.
Then a peaked cap was pressed down,
A graceful voice that was as clear and sweet as an orchid in an empty valley said, "What's going on, little brother, are you sitting here crying alone, have you been dumped?"
Li Chenguang raised his eyes and saw the beautiful figure of Yin Ruosheng holding an umbrella, wearing a beautiful shirt and a short skirt, exposing her white and smooth calves, standing 1 meter in front of her left.
It looked like he didn't know him at all and was just standing there watching the weather.
Li Chenguang said angrily, "Please, I wasn't dumped, and I didn't cry."
"It's okay, you can continue crying. There will be many students passing by here after class later. If you are lucky, there might be a kind girl who sees that you are good-looking and will hold an umbrella for you."
"...I said I didn't cry anymore, and I don't need anyone else to pity me."
"Why didn't you come back to the rental house yesterday and couldn't get through on the phone? I thought something was wrong with you."
"Why, are you worried about me?"
Yin Ruosheng admitted honestly, "Yes, I am really afraid that you will be killed because of me."
"...Don't worry, I won't come to you even if I become a ghost. Just send me some more paper money so that I can spend my time down there."
"No problem. I don't have the real money. I don't have the fake money yet. If you want a few zeros, just tell me."
"That's really... thank you."
The two exchanged a few words as usual and returned to the topic, "...the phone broke after being dropped in the water. I just got a new one today."
Yin Ruosheng looked at the clouds in the distance outside the umbrella, "So that's it. They were sitting here crying over their old mobile phones. This is the first time I've seen this."
"You said you didn't cry anymore. You woman can't understand human speech?"
"You can cry slowly as you like. Today is a good day. I'll treat you to dinner tonight and make up for what I did before."
Because the previous meal was messed up by Leng Guansheng, and it was Leng Guansheng who paid for it and promised to make up for it.
Li Chenguang was confused, "What a good day today? What kind of good day is it?"
"You don't read the news? I'll send it to you on WeChat later. You can read it yourself. I'll go back first and then eat."
"You don't work. I asked for leave yesterday. If I don't go today, my boss will make fried chicken out of me."
As Feng Zhendong said, Li Chenguang never considered using his extraordinary power to benefit himself.
He is a social person, and his consistent concept is to study, work, make money, get off work, go home, and play games.
Yin Ruosheng said, "I plan to start working tomorrow. When will you get off work?"
"About half past nine."
"Then let's have midnight snack at 9:30."
"This... is such a waste. I can still buy fried chicken and coke for free, so it won't be wasted."
"Wow, you are so stingy."
"Is this called frugality?"
"You are really troublesome."
Yin Ruosheng shook his head and walked out quickly holding a small umbrella.
After a while, the sound of students finishing get out of class could be heard sparsely from behind, and a bunch of men and women passed by.
They were all talking happily.
"It's snowing."
"It would be nice if it was a little bigger, so we could make a snowman and play with it."
"I can still make an appointment to see the snow tomorrow."
"..."
Li Chenguang stood up, pressed his hat, lowered his head and walked quickly outside the school.
He opened WeChat on his phone and found a message from Yin Ruosheng.
Open it and take a look.
The cover happened to be photos of Yang Qingqiang, Gong Wenhao, and Lu Hua.
The title is: Three men bravely acted for justice, rescued twelve students who fell into the water, and died heroically. They are now commended, posthumously named martyrs, and awarded first-class merit titles.
Ning Wenwei sat in the office, opened the news webpage, and looked at the news he had written with satisfaction. This AI had changed, and there was no sense of dissonance.
Didn't you send three of them to gild it?
Come on, I'll give you gold plating now, three first-class merits.
Are you satisfied?
Don't say I can't do things.
If that doesn't work, I'll apply for special merit for you, and I'll guarantee that you'll be fully rewarded.
I just don’t know if there is any use in plating a dead person with so much gold.
Because what he passed on to his superiors was the three people killed by the Dragon Man.
But the dragon people's affairs cannot be made public and must be covered up with other excuses.
At the same time, you have to give the three of them a reasonable way to die, and he did this.
With the three people's meritorious service, Li Chenguang's matter was covered up, and the existence of the Dragon Man was also concealed.
As for whether the big men in Kyoto would accept it or not, that was beyond his control.
Li Chenguang looked at the news and sighed, "The Department of Supernatural Powers is really brave. Isn't this just a fabrication? Can it still be on the news?"
He thought for a moment and typed a reply, "It's indeed a good day, so why don't you move?"
Yin Ruosheng replied.
"People are dead, why move?"
"It's unbelievable that they died trying to save a child."
"They killed Xiang'er."
"The world is too crazy. Could it be that underneath their cruel appearance, there is a heart that cares for children?"
Li Chenguang replied, "Who knows."
In other words, Yin Ruosheng is not planning to move.
In fact, the reason why he killed these three people was not just because they affected his fighting. Li Chenguang thought at that time that the existence of the three men threatened Yin Ruosheng to move.
Now it seems that Yin Ruosheng will not move.
Respect history again.
Li Chenguang felt that he had killed three people without hesitation, and there seemed to be a force behind him pushing him.
The power of rules?
He wasn't sure.
Deep down in his heart, he didn't want Yin Ruosheng to move.
Li Chenguang is now filled with worries. First, will Gardenia, who was supposed to die but was saved by him, still be rejected by space?
Then, where can I go to find the dragon beads and take them back?
And even if he goes back to the future, what will he use to fight An Zhiguo now? The Soul Clock can only be imagined once. He no longer has the specific appearance of the Soul Clock in his mind, and he can't summon it.
He must find a way to defeat An Zhiguo, or a way to escape from the opponent's hands.
Li Chenguang was worried, but Meng Zhang left him a message.
He took out the paper from his pocket again, opened it and looked at it.
Just one sentence above.
"Already aware of the vastness of the universe, I still pity the green grass and trees."
It means that even if you have realized the vastness and etherealness of the world, you will still pity the green grass under your feet.
Li Chenguang suddenly looked at the gray sky in the distance sadly.
Teacher, what are you doing?
I'm not as great as you think.
Teacher, this is not a misunderstanding. I am dealing with Bianshui to save the common people.
Then leave the world to yourself, right?
Teacher, please come back quickly. I really don’t mean to show mercy to the plants and trees.
I want to go back to my world in the future, and I will leave the rest of my life to you...
…
…
Kyoto.
The weather in Kyoto is much colder than that in Jiangnan.
Heavy snow has been falling continuously for more than ten days, adding a layer of beautiful plain white clothes to the imperial capital of Great Xia.
The cornices in the inner courtyard of the palace have long been covered with a thick layer of snow, and the rockeries, flowing water, small bridges, and gardens are all covered in silver.
And in this weather, the sky is gray, the north wind is howling, and the snow is falling.
An unusually handsome man with a red dot of cinnabar on his eyebrows was sitting at a stone table in an open-air garden in a courtyard.
He was dressed in a noble palace uniform, with his wide sleeves hanging down at the table. His beautiful jade-like hands gently held the wine glass. His eyes were like those of a god, and the light he shot seemed to be able to penetrate the snow covered with thick goose feathers. The curtain was shot all the way to the south of the Yangtze River.
The most eye-catching thing was that a special wall of energy seemed to be formed around this man.
None of those snowflakes fell on him.
Even though he had been sitting in the courtyard for a long time, there was not a speck of dust or snow on his hair, body, or even the stone table in front of him.
Perhaps, even Snowflake is in awe of the man who looks like a god sitting in this garden.
After a long while, the man's peach-blossom eyes, staring into the distance, blinked slightly, and there were ripples that would make all women sink, and he murmured, "Calm down."
Almost as soon as the man finished speaking, a golden aura emerged from his body.
The golden energy gradually took shape behind him, forming a majestic true dragon form, which was exactly the same as the golden dragon summoned by Li Chenguang when he fought against Bianshui.
The tentacles of the golden dragon flew in the air, and the sunburst wheel behind its head continued to rotate. The divine light emitted from the huge dragon's eyes melted the nearby snowflakes.
The majestic and deep voice of the five-clawed golden dragon sounded.
"Calm down."
The man murmured, "...Jiangnan?"
"Someone used the debris to summon my will, and it resonated with me."
The man picked up the wine glass and took a sip lightly, "Jiangnan is the place where the Leng and Yin families belong. The Leng family's talisman skills and the Yin family's alchemy skills are ancient miraculous arts, but I have never heard of them being able to do such a thing. .”
"Can the remains of a true dragon... allow him to be recognized by a true dragon?"
"Of course you can't. It's just a treasure with some remaining power of the real dragon."
Because in this generation, he is the only one who is selected by the true dragon and obtains the blood of the true dragon...
Anyone chosen by the five-clawed golden dragon will surely become the emperor.
Even the emperor must abide by it.
This is fate, God's will, and the future of Daxia.
While thinking about it, from outside the stone bridge across the lake, a young girl dressed as a palace lady walked over quickly with her hands in front of her lower abdomen, taking a quick but dignified and elegant pace.
Then he saluted, "Commander Yang Qingyan!"
Yes, although the man is young, he has repeatedly made military exploits and is already a well-known and powerful generalissimo in all directions.
Even in the palace, he has his own courtyard.
Known as Daxia's current best master in the world.
"What's up."
As soon as Yang Qingyan glanced at him, the maid felt an invisible pressure, which made her tense up, as if facing this man, any slightest relaxation was a sign of disrespect for him.
"Jiangnan came to report that Master Yang Qingqiang... is dead."
While she was speaking, she glanced at the man secretly, and couldn't help but be swayed by his charming face, as well as his enchanting peach eyes.
She originally worked in the washroom of the palace and was looked down upon by all the ladies in the palace. Until she heard that she was given to this young marshal to serve him personally, she immediately attracted the envious eyes of all the sisters.
Who doesn’t want his master to be handsome and powerful?
She is still the best in the world, and she feels that she can add the most handsome man in the world.
How many sisters wanted to serve him day and night.
If they were lucky enough to be favored overnight, their eyes would fall out of envy.
"Qing Qiang,"
When Yang Qingyan heard the news, he didn't show any special expression, "My stupid brother, I told him to stay peacefully in Beijing."
The maid bowed her head and stood there, waiting for orders.
However, the other party neither told her to stand down nor asked her to do anything.
He just looked into the distance with a complicated look on his face and drank quietly.
It wasn't until a long time later that she heard a voice coming from in front of her, "The wine is gone."
"Yes, slave, go and add it now!"
It's a bit stuck, so it's a little slow.
(End of chapter)
