Chapter 40: Mortal Dust

In the evening, the blue sky is as blue as the sea. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info The cool breeze blows gently on the people on the roadside. The tiredness of their hard day's work has been reduced a lot.

A man in this coarse linen garment was also standing on the side of the road enjoying the cool breeze. With his eyes closed, his head slightly raised, and his expression was very enjoyable.

He also carried a bamboo basket on his back, and his coarse linen clothes and his hands were like dry tree trunks. The basket was also covered with some dirt and a few clean plant leaves.

There are no medicinal herbs, materials or anything like that. And on the clean leaves, there was a small money bag, which was lying bulging in this bamboo basket. And there is a small rattle next to this money bag, which is also printed with two children playing and playing, which is very cute.

Halfway through, the man also opened his eyes, glanced sideways at the bamboo basket on his back, and smiled with satisfaction. Then continue to look ahead, slowly move forward with a smile, and go to the small but incomparably warm harbor ahead.

In the red light of the sunset and the cool breeze, Zhang Yi also leaned on the window of the inn and quietly looked down.

The eyes are a little complicated, saying that they are indifferent but feel a little more hollow, and saying that they are empty but a little longer. Sometimes people's state of mind is extremely complicated, and this is the case with Zhang Yi now.

Zhang Yi also watched this street for a long time, until the sunset dissipated, the sun went down, and the crowd left temporarily, and the night fell. Zhang Yi is just a spectator, just watching this quietly, without saying a word.

Call. When the street was covered with lanterns, Zhang Yi exhaled a breath and left the window.

This way, yes. Zhang Yi also stared at the word 'sky' on the iron painting silver hook on the table and said in a deep voice.

The final of the selection conference is tomorrow, although the deputy city lord arranged a place to rest, Zhang Yi did not go there and went back to the inn directly. It's just that as soon as Zhang Yi returned to the inn, he looked at the words of heaven again, and then sank into the process of turning into a dragon again.

But this time it's the same scene, and it's still gone after the control of the gold element. Zhang Yi also experienced it again. Although the scene is the same, the feeling and experience are more profound. In this way, he also slept for two days and did not wake up until now. Then look at the people coming and going outside this window, until now.

To see the ups and downs of others, you have to go up and down yourself.

Clear, clear. Zhang Yi also smiled lightly after speaking, and then put away the word "sky" and put it in the space ring.

Cultivating martial arts and cultivating the mind is all in one's own body.

At night, the northern capital is still very prosperous, and there are all kinds of different stalls on the streets, and the people are full of people, and it is very lively.

Zhang Yi is also looking around, but what he means now is very simple, no why, just to come and see this northern capital to put his heart at ease.

I didn't expect to meet Brother Zhang here, what a coincidence. An affectionate voice sounded behind him.

When I looked back, I saw Dongfang Huakong, who was dressed in white, shaking a folding fan and saying with a smile.

Oh, I didn't expect to meet you here either. Zhang Yi also raised his eyebrows and returned.

He didn't expect Dongfang Huakong to come here.

Before the war, I didn't expect Brother Zhang to be interested in coming here, and he was also a wonderful person. Dongfang Huakong instead folded the fan and knocked on the palm of his hand to say this.

Looking at this posture of Dongfang Huakong, Zhang Yi also had a word in his heart,

Be on the loose

His casual and casual posture reminds people of this word, he is very similar to Lin Zilun, they are both chic and casual.

But Lin Zilun is the kind of cool and chic, while Dongfang Huakong is a kind of debauched chic. Similar but not the same.

Temperament is something that can be seen when you meet for the first time, and Zhang Yi's cognitive ability is much stronger than that of ordinary people. Although he and Lin Zilun Dongfang Huakong have not known each other for a long time, and they don't know each other deeply, they can roughly judge this person because of some things.

Because of Lin Zilun's cool behavior, Zhang Yi felt that Lin Zilun's chic was just his own chic. He didn't have a deep impression of Dongfang Huakong, except for the snooping of his divine sense at the inn, he didn't have any other communication, but at this moment, he felt that the bohemian aura on his body was even heavier.

Brother Dongfang didn't think about the battle with Qian Zhengyang and came here instead, whether he was already confident. Zhang Yi also calmly asked this.

The story of him and Qian Zhengyang competing with each other for many years has also been spreading, and Zhang Yi has also heard a lot in the northern capital. At the same time, he felt that Qian Zhengyang was by no means an ordinary person, although he didn't see him really make a move, but he could also see his strength from a few moves. So when he saw Dongfang Huakong, Zhang Yi first thought of this.

No, no, no. Dongfang Huakong also hurriedly shook his head, and said slowly that it was because he was not sure that he went out for a walk, and he couldn't think of any countermeasures while sitting in the house. It is distressed there, it is better to go out and enjoy the glow.

Zhang Yi also smiled lightly, he felt that Dongfang Huakong was also a little interesting like this.

Now that you have met Brother Zhang, can you appreciate your face and appreciate this glow together? Dongfang Huakong also looked at Zhang Yi and said lightly.

Of course. Zhang Yi also walked forward slowly, and Dongfang Huakong also followed with a faint smile.

There are many lights in the night market, and the lights of different colors shine on this and here, and they are colorful. It really looks like the sunset.

Zhang Yi Dongfang Huakong has different temperaments, the appearance is very handsome, and the men who are as rich as jade walk together in this night market have attracted countless eyes. How many young women frequently look at Qiubo, and their eyes are always on the two of them.

Zhang Yi was naturally expressionless and ignored it. However, Dongfang Huakong accepted all the orders and responded with a smile to these women.

This practice made the women blush, but they did not dare to move forward because of the women's tactfulness. By the time they mustered up the courage to move forward, Zhang Yi and Dongfang Huakong had long since disappeared.

There are also a large number of stalls in the night market, and these stalls are also surrounded by people. A small stall vendor was selling his own belongings, and the customer seemed to be picky, and kept turning here and there in this 'formation'.

And in a larger open space ahead, there were also bursts of bustling sounds. In the center, there are many people wearing masks and holding different lanterns dancing this dance, and there are also people around who are playing this with various musical instruments. Although there are no exquisite dance steps, there is no superb music, but there is a different beauty.

Even the moon on the horizon of the sky has lifted the dark clouds at this moment and looked down with this smile.

Burst. At this time, a playful child bumped into Dongfang Huakong's feet, and his small body stumbled.

Dongfang Huakong also hurriedly supported him, lowered his head and touched his round head and said lightly, little guy, be careful.

The boy also stood firm, and ran to play with the other children in the light.

The two of them also quietly looked around and watched the bustling noise.

Life is full of flavors, who is right or wrong?

If it is a mortal mind, what about the body and death?