There are a lot of such towns in the desert.

Low-rise buildings.

Wind and sand in the sky.

Less poor pedestrians.

Men and women wearing headscarves and masks walked in a hurry even when they came out.

Wind and sand are the eternal tone of the desert.

This town will never escape the order of the wind and sand.

According to official statistics, the town has a total of 135 households and a population of more than 520 people.

Most of them make a living from animal husbandry, and a few do some trafficking in the trade voice.

The town is less populated and less populated.

But in recent days, there have been noticeably more people in the town.

Some old people who have lived in the town for most of their lives sit in front of their homes, smoking dry cigarettes, and watch all kinds of people walk into the town.

They were clearly not desert people, because they didn't have that breath in them.

The old man sighed with emotion and looked at the sky: "Hey, I want to change Tiannuo again." ”

There are few hotels in the town, and it's rare that they're all full.

This gives the bosses the illusion that the town was last crowded with people from tour groups.

It's just that they don't know that these people are not here for tourism.

Their goal, unification, is in the north.

The fenced-off forbidden place.

They were like hungry wolves, their eyes fixed on that place.

As soon as the wind blows, they will pay great attention with great caution, and their sharp claws have been extended.

Always ready to pounce and shred your prey!

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North, courtyard style houses.

Low houses.

The courtyard house, which was empty before, is now full of people.

There was no expression on their faces, as if they were dead.

In front of the two dozen people, there was a middle-aged man with an expression.

He tugged at his trench coat and complained a few words about the weather.

He waited patiently for the people in the room, waiting for him to take the first step in more than 20 years.

In fact, for more than twenty years, the people in the house would have had the opportunity to come out.

There was also a chance that he could not follow any of the rules and stir up the storm in the Dragon Kingdom.

However, he didn't.

From the fifties to the seventies.

The people in the house gave the rest of their lives here.

But even after thirty or forty years, no one dares to show a trace of contempt for the people in the house.

Yes.

His influence is so powerful.

No one can ignore his presence.

Even if he is already an old man with gray hair.

The dormant dragon can still soar into the sky when it returns!

The hidden tiger can still be intimidated by the mountains and forests when it returns!

The middle-aged man sighed, rubbed his hands, and clamped the trench coat tightly.

He looked deeply at the house, which he had arranged with his own hands.

But it was all denied by the old man and used the simplest room instead.

I just asked for more pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and many seeds.

Yes, seeds.

Behind this house, there is a tree.

A big tree that has bent and does not look like it is going to fall in the next moment.

But it didn't fall, and he stood very strong.

With a weak body, he wants to protect the safety of the owner of the house.

The middle-aged man sometimes wonders, what is it that makes the people in the room want to stay there for so long?

Even though he knew that the people in the house were absolutely capable of coming out directly, he didn't come out.

Not all the time.

Is this a punishment?

He didn't think so.

It should be a kind of self-redemption.

The middle-aged man thought.

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house.

There are two old people.

An old man with gray hair, wearing thin clothes, writing at his desk.

There is also an old man standing respectfully beside him, holding a stack of rice paper in both hands, and his attitude is very respectful.

The old man is still writing, and he has been writing for more than 20 years.

In the past 20 years, he has written scrapped papers, and he has become one person taller.

He is still insisting on writing.

Write every day.

Even today, when it's time to get out of here, he's still writing.

Iron Painting Silver Hook!

Sonorous and powerful! The old man finished writing it, but he still didn't feel satisfied.

He stroked his beard and smiled: "This last stroke, I didn't grasp the best feeling every time, hey, it's a pity." ”

As soon as he threw it away, this powerful word became a waste manuscript.

The old man next to him caught it steadily and superimposed it on it.

These words faintly have everyone's demeanor.

If you take it out and put it on the market, you might even sell it for a good price.

After all, before the old man came in, he liked calligraphy.

After more than 20 years of meticulous study and more than 20 years of study, his own calligraphy attainments have already reached the level of a master.

The old man has served him for more than 20 years, watching his words little by little, step by step from subtle and introverted, to arrogant and unrestrained, and then to free and easy.

This final back-to-basics!

Just like his mentality!

It's time.

The old man muttered.

Still standing respectfully.

This pair of words, the old man wrote very slowly.

Also written very seriously.

His eyes stared with deep respect.

Yes.

Words, too, are respectful.

Full of respect, like divine help.

These are his exact words!

The old man is full of respect for the word!

The old man is full of respect for the old man!

One last touch!

Relax!

It's like the final impact of a rushing waterfall!

"Bang!"

He scolded Fang Xuan! Iron-clad!

Finally, the completion is ingenious!

"Haha!"

He dropped his pen and burst out laughing.

The laughing beard is flying and the spirit is radiant.

In more than twenty years, he had never laughed so much.

For more than twenty years, he never wrote a second word.

The old man picked up the word he had written, stunned.

In the past, he wrote the word "quiet".

But now, that's changed.

It's the exact opposite!

"Static" becomes "moving"!

One word difference!

A very different situation!

This "quiet" has been written for more than 20 years, and it seems that it is not as good as this "moving" word!

It turned out that he didn't really want to move.

But it can't move!

It's not that it's not moving, the time has not come!

This time......

The timing was just right!

"Let's go!"

He drank the last cup of tea and smiled slightly: "Old man, you have been with me for more than 20 years, thank you." ”

The old man bowed deeply and held all these words in his arms, tears already stained with rice paper.

He came to the door and stood still.

His eyes were deep, and he breathed slowly.

For more than 20 years, I have never coveted a single step.

But today......

He's going to break the previous rules!

He gently pushed the door open!

"Whew!!"

The sound of wind and sand whistled, accompanied by a biting cold.

He was only wearing thin clothes, and the wind and sand were blowing on his body, and the old man's figure was very thin, as if the next moment, he would be blown down by the wind and sand.

But no!

Thin clothes, thin body.

But he didn't move the slightest!

The old man's body seems to contain the most powerful energy!

Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind is blowing!

The wind and sand are very strong.

The old man who followed behind him did not put clothes on him, and the old man knew that this situation was what he needed.

With gray hair and beard, he took the first step in more than twenty years and walked out.

His face was calm, like a hermit who had been in retreat for more than twenty years, carefully surveying the world around him.

With a smile on his face, he walked to the side of the house.

More than twenty years ago, he dropped a few seeds from the window.

He has been watering every day for more than twenty years.

He watched as the seed broke through countless shackles and grew into a small sapling, growing from a small sapling to the big tree it is now.

Even if the torso is tilted, even if it looks like it's about to fall.

But he still has perseverance!!

"Old man," he smiled, stroking the branches of the tree.

"You've worked hard, too."

The big tree seemed to respond, shaking its branches and leaves, and the old man looked very happy.

He patted again, smiled and turned away.

The entrance of the quadrangle.

When the middle-aged man saw the old man come out, his expression was very solemn.

He subconsciously wanted to salute, but in retrospect it didn't seem quite right.

So the hand that had just been raised was put down in embarrassment.

A group of expressionless people behind him also became very fanatical at this moment.

Their eyes are all on the old man!

The old man's thin clothes hunted!

His deep gaze looked into the distance!

The wind and sand were very big, but they were no bigger than his laughter!

No matter how big the world is, it can't be bigger than his heart!!

"Haha!!"

The old man couldn't stop laughing!

The laughter has been around for a long time!

The hungry wolves are out!

Yanjing Li, Li Qiankun!

Born!