Chapter 145: What Comes Is Safe

After supper, Rong Di and Bai Li returned from the night market. In a secluded alley on a bustling street, a woman smoking a cigarette was talking to a fat man, and then they disappeared into the night under the watchful eyes of their grandparents.

Seeing all this, the grandmother and grandson looked very embarrassed, and Bai Li, a proud woman, couldn't help but let out a disdainful "hum"! And Rong Di had no choice but to say: "Such a thing...... It doesn't matter what era it is. ”

Suddenly, the Cantonese opera that he saw coming from the grocery store when he first came attracted Rong Di's attention. He remembered that the shop was still open until its time, and that the manager was a quirky-tempered little old man who spoke fluent Cantonese and Mandarin.

When Rong Di saw the young man holding the radio, he immediately recognized him as the strange-tempered uncle in his memory. "Wow! Lots of hair! Rong Di said in surprise.

"You say he?" Bai Li smiled softly, "That person is wearing a wig. ”

"Really?" Rong Di's eyes widened.

"Fake! I'll tease you! Bai Li smiled heartily.

Rong Di feels embarrassed now, this grandmother has not changed at all, and she has always been so fond of bullying people.

The two returned to Bai Ze Pavilion, and Rong Di lived in room 205 on the second floor, where the bedding and pillows were all new, and he slept quite comfortably. But Rong Di couldn't sleep, although he had seen the beauty of the past, he was not a person of this era after all, he had to go back! In the original era, there was his family and his friends waiting for him. Leaving quietly like this, they must have been in a hurry......

Is the red dress crying now?

And grandma, is she worried about me? She should know about my going back, right?

The more Rong Di thought about it, the more uneasy he felt, and he looked at the mirror on the counter and couldn't help but mutter, "How do I go back?" It would be pitiful for me to live in the past like Martyr Hard's in the future......"

Tossing and turning, he just couldn't sleep, he always felt like he had forgotten something. It's a wonderful feeling, like you're locked when you're out of the house, but halfway through the road, you just don't feel locked.

At the same time, Bai Li was telling Rong Di a fortune, which was already the third failure. She missed three times, maybe this is not a miss, but the real sense of heaven cannot be revealed.

She looked up at the ceiling and felt her grandson's spiritual power emanating, "Is it training to gather spiritual power?" It's the same as I used to be......"

By the way, Grandpa Rong Hao is lying under the bed.

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In the early morning, Rong Di was woken up by the Cantonese opera played outside, the old town of this era is not as lonely as Rong Di's time, and it is still vibrant.

When I opened the window, I saw men pushing bicycles to work, talking and laughing, and greeting their neighbors. In Rongdi's era, the most common thing was that he had lived for so long and had never even seen his neighbors.

The gap between the times can't help but make Rong Di, a literary codeword dog, feel a little melancholy and at the same time, he wants to write down the inspiration he just gets, but he has neither a computer nor a mobile phone, not even a pen, which is so uncomfortable!

"If only I had a notebook in my magic pocket!" He grumbled.

"Grandson, come down for breakfast!" Bai Li's little flying fish paper figure said to Rong Di at the door: "After eating, let's go to Master Cui Ji and ask if there is a way to let you go back."

Rong Di was a little happy, but in what era, his grandmother was still so reliable. He went to the restaurant on the first floor and had breakfast with Bai Li. Bai Li's breakfast is preserved egg and lean pork porridge, which is as good as what Hongyi makes, after all, she taught Hongyi to make it.

The preserved egg and lean porridge made by Bai Li tasted very good and tasted quite good, but Rong Di still had a bitter face, and he remembered the red clothes. He didn't know what was going on with the girl, he was sucked into the mirror in front of her, and he must have frightened her.

"Grandson, what's wrong with you? Don't be bitter when you eat. Bai Li said seriously: "You can't show such an unpleasant expression to your family at the dinner table."

She went on to say: "It is absolutely not allowed not to pay attention to family and eat well!"

"I ...... I was thinking, I suddenly disappeared, everyone was worried about me. Rongdi lowered his head and thought.

"Aren't we going to ask Trikites-sama about her later?" Bai Li comforted.

Rong Di and Bai Li are not pure-blooded Bai Ze, they don't know the things of the world like in mythological stories, and all they get from that strange mirror is blocked and undecipherable information.

Trikit is the land god of the land, and she can be trusted. Moving her out, Bai Li couldn't help but smile slightly, because she noticed that her grandson seemed to relax a little.

After breakfast, the two went to the banyan tree in the suburbs. This big banyan tree is very tall, and next to it is a somewhat dilapidated earth temple, which really looks like a place where the land god lives.

Rongdi hadn't seen Trihye and didn't know what she looked like. In the film and television works he has watched, almost all of the land gods appear in the image of white-haired husbands, is this land god an old woman?

I saw a puff of green smoke emerge from the big banyan tree, and almost at the same moment, the big banyan tree seemed to become a little ethereal. Seeing this, Bai Li smiled and said, "She invited us into her divine hide."

As she spoke, she took Rong Di's hand through the big banyan tree and came to a misty and blank world, like a fairyland on earth. The fog disappeared quickly, and I saw a big banyan tree in the white world, and a woman in green had been waiting under the tree for a long time.

The girl was very petite, only eleven or twelve years old at most, with a delicate and immature baby face. This standard little beauty is not as innocent as a child, but shows the maturity and stability of an adult.

"What a young land god...... Rong Di said to his grandmother: "The white-haired old man on TV is a liar!"

Bai Li glanced at him, looked at Cui Ji and said with some embarrassment: "He is my grandson, from the future."

Tsui chuckled, she smiled so beautifully. But when she saw Bai Li's embarrassed, annoyed and fierce eyes, she turned her head aside and laughed secretly.

Bai Li was very angry and glared viciously at her grandson from the future. "I can't be blamed for that......" The latter looked away in embarrassment.

"Don't move...... Trikit said to Rondy, and many tentacle-like branches appeared behind her.

Seeing this thing, Rong Di dropped goosebumps on the ground, he instinctively took a step back, but Bai Li grabbed his shoulder, "Grandson, don't move!" ”

The branch gently pressed against Rong Di's forehead, and Rong Di had a feeling of electric shock, and involuntarily shook it. Bai Ze's knowledge told him that Cui Ji was reading his memories, and he slowly let down his guard.

Soon, Tsui Ji retracted her branch and smiled at Bai Li, "He is indeed your grandson."

Bai Li had long thought that Rong Di was her grandson, but after being told by Cui Ji, she felt even more unhappy. It felt like someone had a predetermined future, and it felt very uncomfortable. She is arrogant, she doesn't like this.

"I don't know how he will go back, and if he comes, he will be safe." Triki smiled, "You can stay here first, you will be able to go back one day." ”

Hearing Cui Ji say this, Rong Di could only reluctantly accept this fact. Suddenly, he said, "Grandma, don't you know how to tell fortunes?" Do the math for me! ”

"Grandma!" Cui Ji smiled flamboyantly, "Bai Li...... Ha ha! ”

Bai Li looked at Rong Di with annoyance and said, "I calculated it last night, but I can't figure it out!"

Trikit smiled, "If only he had seen me in the future, I really want to know what my future self will be like."

Bai Li glanced at her, "Trust me! Knowing your future is not a good thing! ”

……

Coming out of Cui Ji's seclusion, Rong Di and Bai Li's atmosphere became more awkward. Bai Li had to accept the fact that she had become a grandmother, and Rong Di more or less blamed herself for this.

Neither of them spoke, as if waiting for the other to speak first.

Rong Di looked at the mirror in his hand, he thought of something but couldn't say it, he was just about to kick the door, which was even more uncomfortable than when he was training at the beach......

Seeing her grandson's distressed look, Bai Li didn't make any fuss anymore, but said, "Accompany me to go shopping and change your mood."

Rong Di was in a very bad mood, and it was very uncomfortable to think that he would have to be trapped in this past world all the time. He didn't listen much to what his grandmother said.

"Cheer up, grandson!" Bai Li smiled: "I will definitely let you go back to the original world."

As she spoke, she dragged Rong Di forward.

The one in front is called Chopping Horse Street, and Rong Di has never heard of this street after spending several years in Kunzhong. He couldn't help asking, "I didn't have this Chopping Horse Street in my time."

The more Rong Di looked at this place, the more familiar it became, in his time it seemed to be a street selling mobile phones, but now it is a daily street, the street is very narrow, but there are many pedestrians. It seems that almost all people in this era ride bicycles, unlike the cars parked indiscriminately on the side of the road like in Rongdi's era.

If you remember correctly, China in this era is known as a bicycle power.

Bai Li explained to Rong Di: "The reason why this place is called Chopping Horse Street is because a general of the Tianping Heavenly Kingdom and his soldiers escaped from the encirclement and suppression of the Qing soldiers and foreigners and ended here. They had run out of ammunition and food, and the general's horse was so badly wounded that he could no longer accompany him in the battle. So, the general beheaded his horse and gave its meat to the soldiers. Kunzhong was still a small town during the Republic of China, and the mayor of the town specially named this street Cutting Horse Street in order to let everyone remember this story. ”

Rong Di was stunned, the story of this street involves political factors, and it may scare children, no wonder it will be renamed.

"It's a shame, the story of this street should continue to be passed on." Rong Di said with emotion.

Bai Li said helplessly: "Who said no, there are some things that we can't change if we want to."

"Yes...... Rong Di thought of his current situation, and said helplessly: "That's right......"