There are people from the Buddha Sect, and they are very strong, so strong that they can't look at them directly.

Lin Ji didn't open the door after all. He hung his head, as if thinking about something. The old man naturally saw Lin Ji's abnormality, so he didn't bother.

"Grandpa, how many years have you been in Zhongjing?" Maybe after a stick of incense, maybe it was longer, and even the old man's pot of coarse tea was cold, but the old man still heard Lin Ji's words for the first time.

Lin Ji's voice revealed a trace of exhaustion, but there was no despair or other negative emotions, so he was much more relieved.

Of course, he, a little old man, didn't know what these big people were thinking, but as long as the world was good, then he would be happy.

"It's been three, four years. My son is the dark line of Canghai City, and he came more than a year before me. I missed him so much that I simply moved in with him. After the old man said these words, he should have sighed, but for some reason, he was suffocated back alive.

"Three years is fast. Lin Ji turned around, he had just become the new master of Canghai City three years ago, and had spent the most difficult three years in the midst of ups and downs, which should have been the most turning point at this moment, but it became the moment of his life and death.

He no longer expected the two senior brothers from the Immortal Mountain to arrive, because he wasn't even sure if the two senior brothers would be the opponents of this city.

"What do you want to eat at noon?" Lin Ji suddenly raised his head, and even the last trace of exhaustion in his tone disappeared.

In the past few days, Lin Ji has been taking care of the life of the elderly since Lin Ji got better, he has eaten particularly fragrant and tender beef, eaten particularly delicious river fish, and he even ate the unique paste soup of Canghai City. A mouthful of paste soup made the old man move to tears.

So he wondered why the high-ranking son would do such an ordinary thing.

"World ...... I will eat whatever my son does. It's going to be delicious anyway. The old man scratched his head a little embarrassed. The atmosphere of disparity in the room was somewhat dispelled in these two sentences.

"Let's eat. Lin Ji said.

The old man had been distracted before, but he didn't notice that Lin Ji had been away for a while, and when he heard this, he stood up in a daze, the corners of his lips slowly curled, and he smiled.

Lin Ji also smiled and sat down at the table. He served him a bowl of rice, then put the fattest yellow croaker on the pile of rice in his bowl, and poured a spoonful of the steaming soup.

Lin Ji looked at the old man and asked, "Is it delicious?"

The old man replied, "That's nature." ”

Lin Ji smiled with satisfaction, put a bowl of rice for himself, and ate it in a big gulp.

Since that meal, Lin Ji has never walked down the second floor, and the old man naturally doesn't bother anymore, because he knows the things of those big people, of course he can't understand it, he just needs to do a good job of the things that the prince arranged for him, of course, the things that Lin Ji arranged for him are also very simple, he just needs to open the store every day as usual and close it, which is an extremely simple thing for the old man.

When the morning light came, Zhongjing City slowly woke up from sleep.

The door of the paper shop was pushed open, and the sign opening at the door was flipped over.

This year was colder than usual, but it hadn't snowed for days, and the remnants of snow under the roots of the trees were turning gray day after day, but when the door creaked open, the sky was falling.

On the opposite side of the paper shop, a man looked up at the sky, and then looked at the shop door that had just opened on the other side.

The old man felt the different gaze, but there was no pause in his movements, and as usual, he closed the door to keep the heat from letting out, and began to wipe the counter with the warm water he had boiled.

And just then, the door of the paper shop was pushed open.

Unlike in the past, people who want to buy paper in this cold winter always come and go in a hurry, because even the house is not so warm, it is better to buy paper rolls and go home quickly. And the sound of pushing the door in front of him was so calm and peaceful, it seemed that the person who came was not pushing the door, but explaining a truth to the old man. The old man thought it was the best sound in the world.

The door was finally pushed open. Then it was slowly closed again.

The person who entered the door was dressed in a white single coat, which looked particularly dazzling on this cold winter day, but the old man did not feel that there was anything wrong, the single dress looked a little ill-fitting and a little shabby, but it was spotless. There was no dirt, even if the sleeves had been ground to shreds.

But it was such an ordinary shabby single clothes, but it made the old man feel countless vigilantes all of a sudden.

"Where do you want paper?" asked the old man tentatively.

"The best paper. "The age of the people who came was also very old. It's just that the voice is extremely resilient, and it seems to carry a kind of compassionate magic.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then said, "The best paper I have here is rice paper from Chaozhou. But some are expensive. ”

"How expensive. The man chuckled.

"A tael of silver. ”

"It's really expensive, so get me the cheapest one. ”

"Okay, the cheapest is the paper made in the most village outside our Zhongjing City, although it is a little yellowed, but there is absolutely no problem in writing. One penny a piece. ”

"Okay, then get me one. The visitor chuckled again.

The old man did not feel that he was being teased, but as usual, he pulled out a yellowed piece of paper from the end of the counter, rolled it into a paper tube, and handed it to the visitor. And here is the hand of the person who came to appear in front of the old man, but there are two pennies in his hand.

"Just one article is enough. ”

"No, for the rest of the article, I want to borrow pen and ink from you. ”、

Of course, the paper seller must have pen and ink, but the old man never writes, he glanced at the dry inkstone on the counter, and involuntarily made a look.

The visitor smiled, took some water, carefully opened the ink on the inkstone, and then used a brush to write on the paper he had just bought.

It's not big, but it's neat, and it looks like it's all in one go.

It took the old man about a cup of tea to write down what he was going to write, dry it, and fold it. Instead of putting it away, it was placed on the old man's counter.

"Please give it to the people upstairs. ”

"The people upstairs?" the old man's breathing instantly became rapid.

The sudden rhetorical question did not make the visitor interestingly ashamed, but made him a little more sure.

"Yes, the guy upstairs. The sleeves of the man who came were caressing. Hands are naturally carried behind their backs. A faint glance at the stairs leading to the second floor, the old man didn't hear what he seemed to say, and then walked out of the paper shop, and when he was about to walk out of the paper shop, he seemed to suddenly think of something, smiled and turned back and said, "The paper shop is going to go on." ”

The old man left, and the warmth in the paper shop disappeared without a trace.

It seemed that he had fallen into the ice cellar all of a sudden, and the old man looked at the ink that had not dried in the inkstone, and the paper that seemed to have the temperature of someone in his hand, and was sure that someone had indeed been here just now.

"What else did he say?" Lin Ji slowly opened the paper, glanced at the words on the paper, and frowned slightly. Ask the old man.

He didn't say anything. Merely...... When he was about to leave, he told me that the paper shop would continue to open. ”

Lin Ji's originally calm expression, after hearing these words, instantly became extremely hideous, and the blood vessels and green tendons on his neck burst out, as if they would break out at any time: "Bald donkey......" between his lips and teeth, Lin Ji spit out two words fiercely.

Then he held the yellowed rice paper in his hand into a paper ball and threw it to the ground.

The old man didn't know what was going on, but he knew that the person who came would definitely not be an ordinary person, although he was not as invincible as the son of the world, but at least he had to be equal.

So he trembled and walked to the side of the waste paper ball, reached out and picked up the paper ball, and then spread the paper ball, and he found that the person who came to the tea actually only wrote three words: "I'll wait for you." ”

"World ...... Son. What do you need me to do?" the old man naturally didn't know the meaning of the three words, but he had already noticed the difference, and then asked with concern.

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