Before, it wasn't that he didn't have any plans to go home. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's just that at that time, he made countless enemies, and he didn't know if he could have any chance of survival.

He didn't want to lead the enemy to that remote but relatively indisputable town.

He didn't want his parents and other relatives and friends to be implicated because of him, and to be remembered by his enemies.

Now, with his reputation so famous that no one dares to mess with him, he finally let go of his worries and felt that he could go home and have a look.

The willows are still clinging, and the spring flowers are brilliant. On the bank of the Qingshui River that year, the innocent and lovely girl filled his heart with concern.

The years have passed, and the years have passed for decades, and he doesn't know what happened to her, whether she is married to someone else, and has become a mother......

But no matter what, he wanted to see her. He wants to see the woman who has been yelling since he was a child that he wants to marry him when he grows up, the girl who made his heart flutter for the first time!

He ran around, found a few incomparably precious elixirs, and then took one step, the heavens and the earth reversed, crossing the long distance of space, towards the last small city in Dongzhou Tianxing, which had not returned to Dongzhou for decades.

The speed of the wind was terrifying, and it was almost a few minutes before he reached the sky above the stars.

The blue sky, the white clouds, the lush forests, the clear and winding rivers, the small space and the crowded but somewhat crowded towns...... Looking at these familiar scenery under his feet, there was infinite emotion in his eyes.

One person, one hometown.

The ground under his feet is the place he misses, and there are countless childhood memories that he can't let go.

A blacksmith shop uncle with a strong body like an ox, full of muscles, and always with a serious expression. Fat accumulation on the abdomen, short stature, and the shopkeeper of the Tianxing Wine Shop with kind eyebrows. and a sixth brother who smiles every day, flamboyant and flamboyant, and always thinks about Xiao Ai, the top brand of Qingxiang Building......

One familiar name after another, one familiar figure after another, kept appearing in his mind as the starry night looked down on Tianxing City.

That's a lot of fun, a lot of fun......

Young and ignorant, less and more things, it was an innocent and beautiful time.

Starry Night's face, which had been dull for I don't know how long it had been due to years of fighting, resurfaced with a smile at this time.

This smile is not restrained and deliberate, it comes completely from the heart, gentle and sunny, like a spring breeze, which makes people feel very comfortable.

Unable to hold back the excitement in his heart, the next moment, he disappeared into the clouds, swooping downward, towards the smallest of the Tianxing towns.

The wind whistled, the white clouds flew away, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of a village that could not be more ordinary.

Pink peach blossoms bloom like clouds in every corner of the village, green grass is like green, flowers bloom gorgeously, and the whole village is enclosed in a vibrant spring color.

The breeze is blowing, the peach blossoms are swaying, the fragrance is bursting, and the wind is rippling.

In front of the small pond, the willows are still clinging, fluttering and dancing lightly, like a graceful woman, relying on the water as a mirror, gently combing her hair.

Colorful butterflies fluttering, fluttering among the flowers, green water and clear waves, white geese swimming in the water, and singing to the sky.

Just like then!

I haven't been back for decades, and when I saw this familiar scene again, the already excited mood of Starry Night couldn't help but become more and more intense.

Being single outside, the homesickness of the wanderer does not need to be expressed.

In the past few decades, Starry Night has been walking on the edge of death, killing in the dark, and it can be said that his heart has been as cold as iron for decades, and even more so. But at this time, his heart was incomparably soft, as soft as the sea, and as warm as the sun.

The next moment, stepping on the slightly damp yellow mud ground, Starry Night walked forward step by step, and walked straight into the interior of the village.

Brother Zhao's small cake shop, Uncle Huang's small restaurant, walking on the familiar and somewhat unfamiliar yellow mud road, found that some familiar buildings in his memory were still there, and the corners of Starry Night's mouth couldn't help but raise slightly, drawing a beautiful arc.

It's just that seeing them are simple and dilapidated, like an old man who is about to die, engraved with the vicissitudes of time. He couldn't help but sigh a little and sigh. Decades later, he wondered if the elders he once knew were still alive.

Perhaps, some of them have passed away......

Continuing forward, a big bluestone suddenly came into the eyes of the starry night, and I still remember that when he was a child, he and his friends of the same age often climbed up and down on this big bluestone, laughing and playing.

For this big bluestone, Starry Night has a special feeling.

And as he walked on, passing one house after another made of yellow mud and stones, he finally saw the small house he had not seen for a long time—the home that belonged to him.

Home is a deep imprint in the heart of the wanderer, no matter the world, the sea and the north, no matter rich or poor, home will always be the deep affection in the heart of the wanderer.

Looking ahead, the wind and rain eroded the somewhat dilapidated and vicissitudes of the hut, and the slow pace of the starry night unconsciously sped up.

The big peach tree in front of the house is becoming more and more thick and thick, the old roots are coiled, the branches are intertwined, and the branches are luxuriant. Pink flowers are large and dotted among the green leaves, some of them are budding, like shy little girls, and some are standing alone, proudly showing themselves.

The crisp green leaves of the trees and the delicate flowers complement each other, forming a colorful painting.

It's just that Starry Night was in the mood at this time, but he didn't want to appreciate it carefully, his pace became faster and faster, pushed open the somewhat old door, and he rushed directly into the somewhat dilapidated room.

However, he was astonished at what he saw. Immediately afterward, a great fear burst into his heart.

Accumulated cobwebs, dusty eyes, this looks like it's inhabited!

The breeze blew from outside the door, and the dust in the house flew up all over the sky, looking at all this in front of me, the heart of the starry night was cold.

Where are they? Starry Night was frightened, panicked, looking at the dusty room in front of him, his eyebrows turned upside down like a sword, and cold sweat overflowed from his palms.

Not far from his house, there was another room, which Xingye remembered as Uncle Li's home. Maybe Uncle Li knows where their parents are. Starry Night thought to herself. Then he left his house, took a step, and headed there.

He desperately wanted to know where his parents were and how they were doing.

With the cultivation of the starry night now, even if it is a road thousands of miles away, it can be reached in an instant, and it doesn't take much effort to go to Uncle Li's house.

Shrink the ground into inches.

As soon as he took one step, he crossed dozens of hundreds of meters, and almost instantly came to the door of Uncle Li's house.

At this time, outside the small courtyard of Uncle Li's house, there was a child about eight or nine years old playing. Seeing the starry night, one step is across a large distance, as if flying. The little guy's dark and translucent eyes like black jewels suddenly widened, and his eyes were intelligent and curious and surprised.

Immediately after, he screamed, and his childish voice drifted through the air.

"Immortals, immortals!"

"I'm not a god. Starry Night came to the little one, looked at him, and said with a slight smile. If he guessed correctly, the little guy in front of him should be Uncle Li's grandson.

"No, you are. Because my grandfather told me that fairies can fly. The little one shouted, and said with some seriousness.

Hearing this, Starry Night stroked the little guy's head affectionately with his hand, looked at him, and said, "Many people in this world are not immortals, but they can fly." ”

The little one nodded incomprehensibly.

"Since my uncle is not a fairy, then ...... Uncle, where are you from?" and then, blinking his big bright eyes, he asked tenderly.

Hearing this, Starry Night suddenly fell silent, and there was some bitterness in her heart.

When he left home, he returned to his hometown, and his hometown accent did not change, and his sideburns declined.

When the children don't know each other, they smile and ask where the guests are from.

The poems that he has been familiar with since he was a child echoed in the heart of the starry night, making him bitter and bitter in his heart.

The sound of talking outside alarmed the people in the room, and when the starry night was silent, a middle-aged man walked out of the room full of green vines.