Chapter 2: The Celestial Artifact
When Jiang Feiyun saw the word "Xuan'er", his frustration immediately perked up.
No matter how much frustration he has suffered on the outside, he can't show it in front of his girlfriend.
Jiang Feiyun pressed the answer button, and said with a smile: "Hey, Xuan ......"
"Jiang Feiyun ......" On the other end of the phone, a cold voice immediately interrupted Jiang Feiyun's words, "Let's break up." ”
The forced smile on Jiang Feiyun's face suddenly froze, his expression was restrained, his lips were pursed, and he was silent for several seconds.
Jiang Feiyun lowered his head, looked at the ground, rubbed the toe of his right foot back and forth on the ground, and then raised his head to look up at the pale sky, sighed heavily, and asked, "Why?"
"You're a good person, I'm not worthy of you!"
The corners of Jiang Feiyun's mouth smiled miserably, and said, "Everyone is an adult, so don't use such a bad excuse, okay?"
On the other end of the phone, there was silence for two seconds, and then his tone changed abruptly, saying:
"Jiang Feiyun, do you know what I want? What can you give me? Just rely on your bullshit 'painting doctor', can you afford a car and a house? Do you know what is the most precious thing for a woman? It is youth. ”
Jiang Feiyun listened carefully to the shouting on the other end of the phone, mixed with the sound of a car honking, the timbre was different, it should be a sports car.
Jiang Feiyun said indifferently: "So, you threw yourself into other men?"
"At least it's more valuable than wasting your youth on you. I've got the latest LV bag, and I'll be able to dine at the Tiansheng Hotel tonight. By the way, don't call me again in the future, I'm afraid he will misunderstand. ”
On the other end of the phone, the voice gradually faded away, but a tail tone could be faintly heard before the phone hung up:
"Xuan'er, who are you talking to?"
"Uh! a poor relative. Honey, let's go......"
Jiang Feiyun hung up the phone, suddenly smiled bitterly, and sighed: "Yang Zixuan, Yang Zixuan, you will regret it!"
However, Jiang Feiyun has a sense of relief, some people are destined to be unable to be moved by all their efforts, and it is not a relief to leave.
Jiang Feiyun walked straight towards the east side of the street with heavy steps.
The bustling scenery along the way, and the noise of the whole city, have nothing to do with Jiang Feiyun, and there is only loneliness around him.
"Dead beggar, go away. ”
Suddenly, on the street ahead, there was a man's scolding voice.
Jiang Feiyun came back to his senses, looked up and looked ahead, only to see a pair of men and women holding hands bypassing a beggar in disgust.
The old beggar, with unkempt hair, holding a broken bowl in his left hand and a bamboo pole in his right hand, sat on the sidewalk.
All the pedestrians who passed by chose to take a detour, and even spoke ill of the old beggar.
Jiang Feiyun touched his pocket, took out a ten-yuan bill, and walked to the old beggar's side.
The old beggar felt someone standing in front of him, and when he raised his cloudy gaze, he saw a young man of twenty years old, bending down and putting ten dollars into his broken bowl.
Jiang Feiyun said lightly: "Go home early." ”
The moment the old beggar's gloomy gaze saw Jiang Feiyun, a burst of light suddenly erupted, but it was instantly disguised and returned to normal.
"Eh, eh, eh......" The old beggar suddenly grabbed Jiang Feiyun's hand, "What about your money, what about calling Huazi?"
Jiang Feiyun was stunned for a moment, looking this old beggar up and down, isn't he a "flower child"?
The old beggar shook off his curled and sloppy hair, showed a row of broken teeth, and said: "I see that you look languishing and loveless, young man, have you been dumped by your girlfriend? It's okay, go straight down this street for a thousand meters, there will be a river, if you can't think of it, you will jump headlong, and you will be gone." ”
Jiang Feiyun's face darkened, this old man called Hanako, can he speak, since he can see that he is so miserable, he actually has such a bad idea.
Jiang Feiyun immediately regretted it, and quickly picked up the ten yuan for that incident.
But the old beggar was quick-eyed, and hurriedly grabbed the ten dollars and hid them behind him, as if he was afraid that someone would rob him.
"You even take the money to call Hanako, and there is no humanity anymore. ”
After Jiang Feiyun heard this, he suddenly felt speechless, shouldn't this money be his own, how could it become his after touching his bowl?
Jiang Feiyun sighed, people are unlucky, they can choke people to death when they meet someone named Huazi.
Jiang Feiyun didn't bother to bother with this beggar, so he turned around and was about to leave.
"Eh, eh, ......"
The old beggar immediately caught up with him, and asked earnestly from the left and right: "Since you are going to look for a short time, why don't you give me the other fifty yuan on your body, anyway, the money is something outside the body, and you can't bring it with you if you don't live or die." ”
Jiang Feiyun immediately stopped, couldn't help but glared angrily at the old beggar, stretched out a finger to point at the tip of his nose, and said, "You ......"
But Jiang Feiyun thought about it and found that something was wrong, how did this old beggar know that he still had fifty yuan on him?
Jiang Feiyun immediately looked at the old beggar with a vigilant gaze, the old beggar sat on the ground, and said while picking his feet: "What do you see, I don't have a perspective eye, can I still see your body?"
Jiang Feiyun began to look at the old beggar seriously, squatted down, faced the old beggar, and asked curiously, "How do you know that I still have fifty yuan on me?"
The old beggar spread out his palms and glanced leisurely into the distance, with a scoundrel attitude of not telling you if he didn't give money.
Jiang Feiyun pursed his mouth, took out the last bit of savings, and smashed it on the old beggar's hand.
"Give!"
The old beggar smiled, and while counting the money, he said casually: "You kid is too poor." As a descendant of painting doctors, it's really embarrassing to be mixed like this. ”
As soon as these words came out, Jiang Feiyun's nerves suddenly perked, and he looked at this old beggar with a frightened gaze, how did he know that he was a descendant of painting medicine?
After the old beggar finished his words without concealment, he suddenly realized that he had leaked his mouth, and immediately covered his mouth.
The old beggar put the money away, looked open-minded, and said, "That's it, for the sake of your boy who has given me all the money he has paid for, I will give you a gift in return." ”
The old beggar groped through his tattered clothes, and finally took out a round mechanical watch and handed it to Jiang Feiyun.
Jiang Feiyun slowly took the round watch, and found that the hour, minute, and second hands of the round watch all coincided, pointing to zero and standing still.
Jiang Feiyun looked over and over again, and found that this round watch was ordinary, and there was nothing new about it, it was estimated that it was a stall of dozens of yuan.
Jiang Feiyun shouted angrily: "Hey, you old name Hanako, you want to fool me when you take a broken watch." Get my money back!"
The old beggar blew his beard and glared, and said angrily: "The watch that the beggar gave you, you dare to say that it is broken." I always tell you that this watch is made of stealing and seizing the sky. You're going to break free of your fate......"
In the middle of his words, the old beggar realized that he had missed his mouth again, and quickly held his mouth.
And when Jiang Feiyun heard the words "Fengyun Life", the corners of his eyes were about to crack.
What is the origin of this beggar, it seems that all the secrets of Jiang Feiyun have nowhere to hide in his eyes.
Since they all said that they had leaked their mouths, the old beggar did not hide it, but put on a solemn appearance and said to Jiang Feiyun:
"Boy, for the sake of you just begging my beggar, the old man called Hanako will leak a heavenly machine to you for free: the wind is from the tiger, and the cloud is from the dragon. The wind and clouds meet, and the dragons and tigers compete. You must never meet someone with the word 'wind' in your name in your life, and once you meet, your life will be opened. ”
These words are so familiar, like the words that the fortune teller warned Jiang Feiyun back then.
Jiang Feiyun looked excited and asked, "If Fengyun is destined to meet, what will be the result?"
The old beggar's eyes narrowed, and the deep pupils shone with a cold glow, stroked his beard, and replied solemnly: "The wind and clouds are whirling!"
Jiang Feiyun stood in place, carefully understanding the last four words.
These four words are so similar to what the fortune teller said back then.
"The wind and clouds are torn...... Does it mean that I will die at the hands of 'wind'?" Jiang Feiyun muttered to himself, and his expression changed, "But I don't believe in fate, I must find the person with the word wind in his name." ”
After pondering for a moment, when Jiang Feiyun raised his head again, he found that the old beggar was gone.
Looking around, the old beggar was missing from the empty street, as if it had evaporated in an instant.
Jiang Feiyun stood up and looked around, since he had met a mysterious master, he wanted to ask for something else, but he couldn't find any trace for a long time.
Jiang Feiyun could only sigh and raise his palm, ready to see what was the mystery of the round watch given by the self-proclaimed "god beggar" called Hanako.
"Eh, where's the round watch?"
Jiang Feiyun looked at his white palm, and immediately froze, why did he suddenly disappear when he was holding it in his right hand just now.
However, at this time, Jiang Feiyun's mind was shocked.
Jiang Feiyun seemed to be able to look inward, and actually found that in his mind, there was a round watch suspended.
The hour and minute hands still point to zero, but the second hand has begun to oscillate, constantly rotating in different directions on the dial.
Jiang Feiyun's face was extremely shocked, his lips trembled, and the words stuck in his throat had been brewing for a long time before popping out.
"It'...... It...... It actually entered my conscious mind!"