Chapter 342: Ancient Transmission - Shu Mountain
"Master, here are three sugar men."
And at this time, someone greeted Yi Chun.
He looked up and saw that it was a rather young girl.
It's just that the delicate countenance on her face can't stop the intense tiredness.
As far as the spirit of young people is concerned, it is clear that something is not right.
But soon, the breeze that accompanied her told Yi Chun the answer.
Tiredness and fatigue are traced between wandering and greatness.
The latter, on the other hand, was given the name of "mother".
It is also one of the few places in this long world that can shine with the light of miracles.
It's just that it's always quite heavy for a mortal thing.
Soon, the four sugar men were ready.
For the life he recognizes, Yi Chun doesn't mind giving some small kindness.
He is not a messenger of justice, but it is also a pleasure to give the light a little help.
Compared with the chaotic and dim world, Yi Chun is still more inclined to the beauty that shines in people's hearts.
As for filth and wickedness, that's their own business.
As a wild druid, Yi Chun certainly knows the importance of self-purification procedures in a complete ecological chain.
Compared with the coercive intervention of external forces, self-purification is an important factor in maintaining the integrity of a harmonious ecosystem.
And if external forces continue to interfere, it will inhibit the emergence of this element of self-purification.
After all, even for the most basic ecological chains, they will not use their strength to defend against unresolved threats.
They will only move towards the "how to quickly get the intervention of external forces."
And the same is true for a world.
For many worlds, it doesn't give much favor to good, nor much punishment for evil.
The restraint lies in the control of social order and human law.
But there are still people who believe in the concept of "rewarding the good and punishing the evil".
Belief is power.
The concrete feedback to the material world is the manifestation of those who are willing to practice this idea with their own destiny.
It can be described as tragic or regretful.
"Hey, why don't you send her one?"
"When I took care of your business, you didn't send me."
"That girl doesn't see much Peugeot!"
After the stall owner next to him saw it, he ran over to find Yi Chun and gossip.
He didn't necessarily covet that sugar man.
It's just that I don't have any business now, and I want to find a topic to talk nonsense.
He is a middle-aged man who sells groceries, and after buying some messy items, he has not sold them out until now.
After a month, I can barely make ends meet.
"Beauty, ugliness, young and old, it's all a moment."
"It's pleasing to the eye, even the old woman gave her one."
"If you can't look at it, you can't think of one if it's beautiful."
Yi Chun took a sip of the enamel cup and smiled, then looked at the other party and said.
"Look at the ...... of this"
The middle-aged stall owner smashed his mouth, wanting to echo a little elegance, but there was not a few bits of ink in his stomach.
I want to say something sassy, but I don't have a clue for a while.
In the end, I had no choice but to make a summary:
"Like a storyteller......"
The middle-aged stall owner touched his round belly and said.
"Do you think I'm pleasing to the eye? Give me the whole one, and I'll get you some good tea. ”
"Do you see the hill over there, it's all my own guy over there."
"You get me a candy man, that's not a loss."
The middle-aged stall owner said.
Stripped of other factors, it's hard to say how much difference in value there is between a sugar man and a bag of homemade tea. 69 school bags
The middle-aged stall boy was frustrated, his name fell to Sun Shan, and he was repeatedly defeated in the love field.
After a few years, I returned to my hometown and set up a small stall, which was not a starvation death.
As for the future......
Yi Chun glanced at the other party's fate line and took a thoughtful sip of tea.
And at this time, the sky suddenly darkened.
The weather in this backing mountain is also unpredictable.
It may be so cold in the morning that you want to burn firewood, and in the afternoon it will be so hot that you can't wait to stay in an air-conditioned room.
Some stall owners began to exclaim, ready to close the stall.
After all, if it rains, the loss of some goods will be greater......
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"Abnormal fluctuations in the surface have been detected, and the space-time copy: Chuangu-Shushan is generating ......"
"Warning: This copy is a plane-related copy, and units that are not part of this plane system will be greatly contained!"
"Scarlet Warning: This quest is a high-level small and medium-sized battlefield for level 15-20 space-time dungeons, please choose carefully!"
Yi Chun looked at the sky that was so far away that it was like a dark thunderbolt.
He hadn't seen a copy of this form a few times until now.
However, when he thought about it, he did understand a little.
This is not a real historical process, but a mirror image of time and space that stays in a tributary of a certain period of time.
The difference with an overlapping world is that it doesn't have to be a complete world.
Rather, it is made up of many fragmented spaces or events that have some kind of internal connection.
In terms of specific performance, it is closer to the dream world.
Those cubs are playing big......
Yi Chun just looked at the name of the copy and the previous speculation, and he had a measure in his heart.
He wasn't going to get involved, but that world was a mirror image of time and space.
However, the space it composed of still retains the ecological structure of the time.
Perhaps, he could look for something that has become extinct in this world.
"There just so happens to be only one candy man left, so I'll give you one."
Yi Chun came back to his senses and looked at the middle-aged stall owner next to him and said.
While the sugar water was flying, a shriveled sugar man appeared.
The middle-aged stall owner didn't dislike it, and gnawed on it in one bite.
"Shhh...... Brother, you're so smuggling. ”
"Why am I having a bite of bitterness?"
After taking a bite, the middle-aged stall owner suddenly covered his cheeks and complained.
The caramel is sticky, and he eats it vigorously.
It's obviously too late to spit it out.
"Those who have no heart can not taste sweetness."
Yi Chun laughed out loud and walked outside.
At this time, it was dark outside, and the clouds were rolling.
After a while, raindrops crackled like beans.
"Hey......"
The middle-aged stall owner wanted to hold Yi Chun, but found that he was nowhere to be found in a blink of an eye.
When I look back, there is no candy man stall.
I saw that there was a telephone pole between him and the stall next door, and the small advertising words on it were a little blurred!
The middle-aged stall owner leaned on his goods, and he looked at the candy man in his hand that had not yet been eaten, and felt a little difficult in his heart.
"My last physical examination had a heartbeat of 105, why was it heartless?"
The middle-aged stall owner muttered as he ate the leftover candy man.
Perhaps, it was greedy for those bowls of cold noodles, staying in that cheerful summer when the test papers were flying, pinching his nose and choking on liquor......
“…… Wait for me to urge the horse, and hide from the disaster a hundred miles away......"
He hummed a ridiculous tune, sat between the goods, and looked at the people who were hurrying under the rain curtain, and he was a little stupid for a while......