Although the other party's expression is still very bleak, the smile in his eyes is very infectious, like the rhythmic notes of the Brandenburg concerto, which makes people involuntarily happy.

No matter who you are, there is always a place to call home, a place where people can't help but feel safe and want to rely on heating.

For Jingyu, this place is Tibet, and for the fat man, it should be the northeast where his mother and grandmother are located.

And what about my own? This idea came to me involuntarily. Growing up with my grandmother, my parents, who are most familiar to others, are like strangers, and I can only feel a very indifferent connection from the other side of the ocean from the postcards and remittance slips that I send every few months.

After the death of his grandmother, for himself, the definition of family may be more skewed, different from relatives in the standard sense, for him, Wang Ziteng's mother and son, who have always taken care of him, are like home.

In fact, I am still lucky, I have always been accompanied by someone, and I have never let myself feel the taste of being alone.

Thinking of this, I suddenly remembered that in the two weeks since the start of school, I hadn't contacted Wang Ziteng for a long time, and I didn't know that this guy was doing hemp now. The last time I had memories of him was when he received an acceptance letter from a high school, and the scene of running to his house to blow up the kitchen.

I couldn't help but take out my mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Wang Ziteng: "Lao Wang, how is the quality of the girls in the new school?"

After waiting for a while, I didn't know if the other party was in class, and I didn't reply, so I put the phone in my pocket again. To be honest, this guy is annoyed when he dangles in front of his eyes every day, and he hasn't seen him for a while, why do he still feel a little uncomfortable?

......

At this time, the students were basically all in twos and threes, chatting with each other in a scattered manner. The four of them also stood together, and the fat man didn't seem to have lost his breath, glaring viciously at the man with glasses who was standing in the distance.

The man with glasses didn't let his eyes go, and turned back to the fat man and gestured his middle finger.

The fat man only felt that his nose was spewing fire outward: "He thinks he is something!" And Xia Mai, who had already arrived in the valley earlier, didn't know that something had happened after he took the first step, and asked a little curiously: "Fat brother, why is your neck red if you don't see it for a while?"

Sun Qian snorted angrily: "Don't let me meet that little rabbit cub in a place where no one is in the future." ”

In Jiang Chen's opinion, this is really not a big deal, it's just that the man with glasses owes his mouth, and the fat man has a good face, so he just made a fuss, so he replied: "The fat man and Zhang Qi just had a fight." ”

After Xia Mai heard this, he was stunned for a moment: "Zhang Qi?" seemed to think of something and added: "Can the fat man beat......

Seeing that Sun Qian next to him was about to jump again, Jiang Chen hurriedly held him down, briefly told him what happened, and remembered something: "That Zhang Qi is very weird, he can actually disappear out of thin air!"

When the fat man heard this, he interjected: "Thanks to Brother Yu's big white bird, the thief is powerful, otherwise he almost fell in love with that grandson!"

Jing Yu didn't respond to the fat man's words, but Xiao Bai, who was standing on his shoulder, seemed to be very useful, and shouted in a tactful tone.

Xia Mai continued: "This Zhang Qi's identity is a bit special, and there may be some out-of-the-way spells...... Speaking of which, you've all investigated the backgrounds of your classmates, right?"

As a result, the three of them shook their heads one after another, their faces dazed.

The girl was very surprised, she didn't realize that except for her, the families of the fat man and Jingyu here were too small and the location was a little remote, unlike the many people in the Fu Qi Xia clan who were well-informed, but she didn't delve into it, and only continued to explain: "All in all, that Zhang Qi is not a master to mess with. ”

"Do you know him?" The fat man's eyes lit up suddenly: "Is there any handle on him or something, tell me quickly?"

Xia Mai shook his head with a smile: "I know it, but I don't know it that well." When I was in junior high school, he and I were from the same school. ”

Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment, he was from the same school as Xia Mai, so couldn't it be that he was also a classmate of this Zhang Qi? Suddenly remembered that this guy seemed to be wearing a junior high school uniform when he was in the propaganda meeting...... I couldn't help but think about it.

"He ......" Xia Mai paused and added, but the voice of this sentence was a little small: "He may be from the Meteorite Mountain." ”

"What kind of bird place?" the fat man asked, "Doesn't that sound like a decent person!"

Jingyu was slightly stunned: "The meteorite established by the Spring War?"

Xia Mai nodded with a complicated expression: "Yes, it's that meteorite mountain." I don't know what came to mind, but the joy on Jing Yu's face because of returning to his hometown was quickly replaced by a haze after hearing the word meteorite.

Jiang Chen was also confused when he heard it, but fortunately, the fat man was straightforward: "What kind of dumb riddle are you two playing, if you have something to say, do you have something to say? Everyone knows in the spring war, what is the meteorite mountain?"

The girl hesitated for a moment and said, "The establishment of the Meteorite Mountain involves a forbidden history that only exists in legends. ”

Jing Yu interrupted for the first time, and his tone was very categorical: "It's not a legend, it really exists." ”

"I've only heard the elders talk about it sporadically, but it is said that the incident about the meteorite is not allowed to be recorded in any historical books, so I only know a thing or two about it. Xia Mai spoke in a somewhat hesitant tone, which was a state she rarely appeared.

The fat man couldn't stand other people's words, and couldn't help but be anxious: "What the hell are you talking about, what's going on with those four eyes! What is the meteorite mountain?"

His words were a little loud, which provoked Zhang Qi and his party to look at them.

Xia Mai immediately quieted down with some fear, pretending to look at the mountain peak in the distance, and did not look at the man with glasses. This girl has always been not afraid of heaven and earth, strong ability and hard background, when have you ever seen her such an expression?

Seeing Xia Mai's reaction, Jiang Chen couldn't help but become more and more curious about the meteorite she was talking about. What kind of existence can make the eldest daughter of the Fu Qi Xia clan so jealous. And it seems that Jingyu also mentioned it just now...... Isn't that a battle between the cultivators and the spiritless?

He hadn't read about it in any books, and he didn't know where to go at this time, even if he wanted to analyze it. And Xia Mai and Jingyu looked like they didn't want to discuss this topic, and they didn't want to ask.

I don't know if the man with glasses heard their conversation just now, and frequently looked back at them several times, and the fat man took the opportunity to reply to several middle fingers, feeling quite enjoyable.

Just as everyone was thinking about their hearts, there was a burst of singing.

The song was loud and distant, but it was very long, and the voice came from the clouds. It was a boy who sang, and his voice broke through the mist in the valley and into everyone's ears:

"Bear the Tianshan Mountains - the ghosts are close -"

"I'm most afraid of wind and snow - people are chilling-"

"A Thousand Swords—Slay the Dragon—"

"Kill the dragon—pick the flowers—"

One by one, strange tunes collided and echoed in the valleys, and the song did not carry on the ups and downs, did not inhibit the ups and downs, and did not even hear joy and sorrow, only melodious, and a little lazy.

So everyone couldn't help but look in the direction where the song came from.

At this time, it was already the time of the day when the sun's rays were the fullest, but it still couldn't shine through the mountain fog, only to see a figure in the haze, a figure came from the shadow of the mountainside.

The distance was too far away, I couldn't see the other party's appearance clearly, I could only distinguish it by the voice, it was a man, the figure swayed, there seemed to be a wide robe and wide sleeves flying, a hat on his head, and a flat shoulder on his shoulder, I don't know what he carried, swaying down the mountain.

The figure of the man walked slowly and leisurely, stepping on the rocks step by step, and everyone involuntarily stopped talking, and stared blankly at the footman who was walking steadily.

The man was still singing, the tune was raised, and his voice was much higher-pitched:

"Hang the grave in March and April~!"

"Burn yellow mud in May and June~!"

"July and August, the gray cage is piercing, yo, ho, ho~!"

"September and October buried in the mud yo ho ho ah~!"

Strange to say, the man seemed very far away one moment, walking unhurriedly and swaying, but as the song became faster and faster, the next moment somehow, it suddenly got much closer, and even the fog dispersed a lot, and his eyebrows and eyes became clearer.

By the time they had reacted, the man was already close at hand, and he was stepping on the rocks of a stream in front of him, and walking cautiously towards them.