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Lin Zhengzhen left with a smile, the new city lord of Jing'an City was Lin Fan.

Lin Fan's quality is impressed by everyone, and everyone is willing to become the city lord.

And everyone knows that Lin Zhengzhen's entrustment before parting, if necessary, Gu Feng will help Lin Fan and make Jing'an City peaceful and peaceful.

For Gu Feng, everyone has more trust.

In this way, the years flew by, time flew by, and another thirty years passed.

So far, Gu Feng has been in Huafan Valley for 70 years, and it has been 60 years since he came to Jing'an City.

Today, Gu Feng is already in his nineties, with white hair, a long beard hanging down, and wrinkles on his face, he is a dying old man!

The autumn breeze is bleak, and the maple leaves are scattered in the distance.

Gu Feng sat on a rattan chair in front of the door, the cool wind in early autumn blew Gu Feng's long beard, Gu Feng looked at the opposite side, his cloudy eyes were reluctant: "Another ......"

The Xijing bun shop on the opposite side has become a Xijing restaurant, which has been built with three floors, but today it is not as lively as it used to be, but is hung with white cloth.

The Tyrannosaurus rex is dead!

At the age of 100, he also reached the end of his life.

However, there are no regrets about his death, Shan Xibei and Xiao Jing handed over the steamed bun shop to their son Shan Changxiao, and the two took care of the tyrannosaurus until they left.

On the day of the death of the tyrannosaurus, Shan Xi cried a lot, and the cry was heartbreaking, and the seventy-year-old man cried like a child.

However, life is like this, there is always a time to part.

Gu Feng looked at the white cloth hanging above the restaurant, and couldn't help but think of the picture of the first encounter with the Tyrannosaurus rex in his mind.

"Little brother, I heard that the outside world is big, right?"

Tyrannosaurus's words, if it were yesterday, would still be haunting Gu Feng's ears, and Gu Feng couldn't forget the smile of the honest but short-tempered man.

"Big brother, are the years gone?"

Beside Gu Feng, Xiao Yi spoke lightly, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

For some reason, Xiao Yi also likes to perceive the changes of the years, which is not like a mortal at all, but like a martial arts powerhouse.

"Perhaps, many people are always going to die!"

Gu Feng said, his gaze once again fell on the figures five zhang away in front of the Compassion Medical Hall.

The admiration for the Pity Fairy, no matter how many years have passed, still exists.

Among the young people, there was a fat old man, the old man was hunched, his white hair was hanging down, and his head was barely raised, revealing a wrinkled face, which was full of admiration.

Those slightly cloudy eyes, towards the Compassion Medical Center opposite, have not changed from beginning to end.

Seventy years of infatuation with one person!

In the past 70 years, Jin Xiaopang has been alone, and no one has laughed at him as much as he did at the beginning, and everyone only has deep admiration for him.

No one can do that to one person.

The bleak wind brought pieces of maple leaves, and the maple leaves slapped on Jin Xiaochub's extremely old face, making his body shake, if he was about to fall at any time.

Its rickety figure looks even more lonely.

Sunset!

The afterglow of the setting sun poured on Jin Xiaopang's old and clumsy body.

Now, it takes him half a day to come to the Compassion Hospital from home!

There were outsiders who told him not to do it, but he insisted on coming step by step.

Now, his time is running out, but it's a pity that maybe he won't see the poor fairy really meet him once in his life.

"Why hasn't Sister Fairy come out yet!"

"Poor Grandpa Jin is infatuated!"

"yes, Grandpa Jin won't live long!"

......

The young people around couldn't help but sigh when they saw this scene.

"Alas......"

Jin Xiaopang let out a long sigh and wanted to turn around.

And at this moment, a voice came from the self-compassion medical hall, and this voice was as flat as it was seventy years ago:

"Are you sick?"

Jin Xiaopang's old body trembled slightly, and he had a hunch that he was saying this to himself.

He turned around and looked at the Compassion Medical Center, wanting to say something, but in the end he sighed: "I, I'm not sick!"

"I allow you to pretend to be sick once today!"

In the Compassion Medical Center, the voice came out again.

Immediately, under the watchful eye of everyone, Lian Xian'er walked out lightly.

She's still so beautiful!

Her face hadn't aged in the slightest, and everything was still as if anyone had seen her for the first time.

The poor fairy walked in front of Jin Xiaopang and said lightly: "This time, I saw you!"

"You're so beautiful!"

Jin Xiaopang spoke, he smiled, tears streaming down his eyes.

In his life, he just wanted the fairy to really look at himself, and now he has finally achieved it, and his wish has been fulfilled.

He doesn't regret it, if he has an afterlife, if he is given another chance, he will still choose, so persistent!

Seventy years, just for the beauty to see!

Seventy years, just for the long-cherished wish in my heart!

Seventy years, tears poured out without regrets!

At this moment, Jin Xiaopang trembled and took out a painting from his cuffs, opened the painting, and the scene in the painting appeared in everyone's eyes:

Under the light of the setting sun, a dying old man looked at the scroll in his hand with teary eyes, and in front of him was a fairy-like woman.

When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help but roar in their heads!

Because what is painted in the painting is not the scene where Jin Xiaopang and the poor fairy meet in front of him?

It can be said that at the moment when Jin Xiaopang opened the picture scroll, the scene on the picture scroll completely overlapped with the scene of the real world in the eyes of everyone at this moment.

"This is the years!"

Gu Feng's eyes flickered, and his somewhat old body stood up suddenly.

This painting is exactly when Gu Feng gave Jin Xiaopang, when Gu Feng had a hunch, the pity fairy met Jin Xiaopang once, when the way of the years had just been understood, and this painting was painted in a trance.

But I didn't expect that what I painted back then would really become a reality today.

There is a difference of 50 years!

It can be said that one of the changes in the past fifty years was caught by Gu Feng.

Xiao Yi, who was sitting next to Gu Feng, only felt that the void around Gu Feng was a little blurry for a while.

Call......

Gu Feng exhaled a long breath at this moment, and only then did he break away from that strange artistic conception.

The light in his slightly cloudy eyes flickered.

Although he didn't fully comprehend, Gu Feng knew that he was one step closer to the way of time.

"Brother Gu, thank you!"

At this moment, Jin Xiaopang's eyes were full of gratitude, and he clenched his fists and spoke to Gu Feng.

Seeing this scene, everyone looked at Gu Feng, and their eyes were full of incredulity, because everyone had already seen that this painting was given by Gu Feng, and the obsolescence of this painting seemed to be decades old.

Gu Feng smiled lightly.

In the end, under the eyes of everyone, Jin Xiaopang staggered towards home.

It was the home of all the relatives who had died, and he was the only one......

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