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Wu Feng didn't go far, this place was too strange to him, and besides, he didn't have much place to go. The only place he went was in the north corner of the city, in an abandoned and dilapidated house.

Wu Feng originally had money, but because he lived in the City Lord's Mansion, he was the one who usually paid his salary, so he almost never withdrew money for himself. All he had left was some scraps of silver left over to buy books.

The dilapidated house was damp and dark, even the doors were completely dilapidated, and the wind creaked and creaked.

Wu Feng used his own clothes to make a bed, and he was at ease with what he encountered, and he did not reject this feeling.

Quiet, the stronger the wind blows, the quieter his feeling becomes.

The next day, Wu Feng wrapped his clothes tightly and opened the door, he now needed to do one thing, and that was to run for his livelihood. After leaving the City Lord's Mansion, he needed to worry about this kind of thing that he didn't usually care about again.

As for work, he also already had an idea and found a bookstore, which was mainly about the revision of books, revisions, etc. The salary is not much, but Wu Feng doesn't need any expenses. He used to be the housekeeper of the City Lord's Mansion, and his status was not low, but he rarely dealt with him outside, and there were few people who knew him.

The days seem to have just begun, ordinary, ordinary days.

"People are gone?"

In the City Lord's Mansion, Luo Song was surprised and exclaimed, "What's the matter?"

Luo Xian'er whispered: "I talked to him a little yesterday, and he said that he wanted to go out for a walk, and I saw that he was resolute, so I agreed." ”

Luo Song frowned, "Isn't this nonsense? He's an outsider who doesn't know anything here, and he can't remember anything, so you don't know how to stop it? In the past ten years, he hasn't even gone out to the City Lord's Mansion three times. ”

Wu Feng smiled bitterly: "Maybe everyone's attitude yesterday was too bad, I wanted to explain it to him today, but I didn't expect that people would have left." There wasn't even a trace left, it was possible that he left after talking to Xian'er yesterday. ”

Luo Xian'er said softly: "Actually, it's okay to go out for a walk, he is stuffy in the mansion, and he doesn't even talk much, that's too depressing, it's not good for him." ”

Luo Song frowned, and said after a while: "That's okay, as a housekeeper, his salary is not low, even if it is a ten-year salary, it can make him worry-free about food and clothing for a long time." When the time comes, let him go to my house. ”

Luo Xian'er hesitated, and stopped talking.

Luo Song raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong?"

Luo Xian'er said helplessly: "According to the report from the next person, he has only paid himself a salary once in ten years, and he only brought a few clothes of his own when he left. ”

Luo Song's face changed, he brushed his sleeves up, and left angrily, "Nonsense!"

'Wu Feng' was quite helpless, "Look at this thing......

Luo Xian'er just said, "Maybe after it's too difficult outside, he'll come back." ”

Year after year passed, and the dilapidated house was still the same.

Wu Feng is like a shadow, he just works, eats, sleeps every day, and nothing else, and even he has completely stopped communicating with anyone. I can't say a word in a month, and it's hard to say a complete sentence in a year.

Even the owner of the bookstore almost forgot that he had such an employee.

He was so inconspicuous, hiding in the corner, walking in the shadows, and when it was quiet, he didn't even breathe.

Thirty years have passed, Wu Feng is old, and his body has begun to cripple, not like a person who is over half a hundred years old, but more like an ancient person.

The owners of the bookstore have changed, and Wu Feng has also been dismissed, because his eyes are no longer good, and he is beginning to be cloudy and unable to see really.

Wu Feng was lying on his bed, this abandoned house, in the twenty years that Wu Feng lived in, it was just a few more bedding and a few clothes, and nothing else, if there was, it was that Wu Feng repaired the door.

Outside, the sound of firecrackers, gongs and drums rang out.

Such a voice, Wu Feng is very familiar, decades of experience, he knows what is going on. It's just that this time it's obviously more lively. And what can be achieved to this level generally only represents one thing.

That's a big guy doing a happy event.

Wu Feng took the initiative to walk onto the street for the first time, and there was a lot of discussion in his ears, and it was Xiaoya, the daughter of the city lord, who got married.

This made Wu Feng's heart ripple, it turned out that so much time had passed, and the children of the year had grown up.

He was thrust into the crowd and went with the flow.

This wedding is no bigger than that year, it is simply unprecedentedly grand, and it is fun with the people, and it is necessary to travel all over the city!

The people all looked in one direction, the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.

Wu Feng also looked at himself, and a beautiful car came slowly, and there was a very beautiful girl sitting on it, with an intoxicating soft smile in her eyes like autumn water.

She is a little similar to Luo Xian'er, she no longer looks like she was a child, and some are just a vague outline.

Wu Feng felt happy from the bottom of his heart, because he only saw joy and happiness in Xiaoya's eyes, and this was enough.

Wu Feng wrapped his clothes tightly, he was old, his body was weak, and he was already afraid of the cold. He couldn't remember how old he was after he met Luo Xian'er, he only knew that thirty years later, he was in a state very similar to many people in his seventies and eighties.

Turn around, bow your head, lean against the wall, and leave quietly.

Over the years, he has been like this, and has developed a habit. No one will notice him, and no one will know him.

Xiaoya's eyes froze, and she stood on the car, but attracted more cheers.

The unfamiliar back, but it made her feel a little familiar.

When I looked again, there was no trace.

There is no wind and no waves, this world is calm and stable, because there is the Holy One who protects the world. After a few days of bustling, Nanyang City returned to calm.

Wu Feng began to raise flowers and picked up a stray dog.

He doesn't eat much himself, more food is given to the dog, which is his only companion. In the past 20 years of work, although every month is not much, but after 20 years of frugality, it is indeed a lot of wealth.

"Dog...... I seem to ...... I used to ......"

On the threshold, Wu Feng quietly looked at the lazy dog at his feet. He wanted to remember something, but he couldn't.

"It seems that it is really old. ”

Wu Feng muttered to himself, it's normal for an old man to can't remember anything, isn't it?

"Hey, hey, what the hell are you thinking?"

In another area, the Trickster exclaimed, "At the rate of time flowing here, at least thirty years have passed, right? Why are you so calm?"

The Skybreaker opened his eyes and smiled, "You can't hold it anymore." ”

The Trickster raised his eyebrows, "I wondered, when will you be able to be so impatient for some things?"

The Skybreaker smiled, "If impatience is useful, I'm more anxious than you." ”

The trickster reprimanded: "Just say, how should this matter be handled? If Wu Feng loses everything, then these thirty years are enough for him to die soon, right? I didn't like you back then, and I tell you, I look at you even more unpleasant now." ”

The Skybreaker laughed, "At the end of the day, you still don't have faith in him. ”

"I have a fart confidence. ”

The Trickster had lost his composure, and said angrily: "You know the consequences, if this thing really gets out of control, what will it mean? ”

The Skybreaker said, "Then what is the result of your calculation?"

The trickster said unhappily: "All things are intricate and ambiguous. ”

"All changes are inseparable from their origins, and any law has a certain trajectory to follow. ”

The Heaven Breaker whispered, "But in the same way, any law must follow a certain trajectory and adhere to certain rules. Without rules, nothing exists. ”

The trickster rebuked: "You want to tell the truth again?"

The Sky Breaker breathed a sigh of relief, "It's not a big reason, if the god of fate wants to give him a world, then no matter how good this world is, he must abide by certain rules." In other words, there are some changes that he cannot change and block. ”

"When a fish is released back into the sea, it is free. Everything it encounters, the choices it makes, will depend on it, not on the person who released it. Wu Feng is the fish, whether he follows freedom or wants to be comfortable, these will depend on Wu Feng, and he is no longer the god of fate. ”

The trickster spread his hands and said, "So, if Wu Feng can't have other thoughts, he will be comfortable until the moment it ends?"

The Skybreaker bowed his head and said, "It is undeniable that this is one of the very common endings. ”

"But that's not the way we want it to end. ”

The Trickster's eyes were slightly cold, "There are many more things we have to do in the future, even if it is him Wu Feng, he still has to deal with the matter of the source of consciousness, he doesn't have so much time to waste here." Besides, it will take a lot of time for him to come to us, and none of us can afford to go on like this. ”

"Wait. ”

The Sky Breaker closed his eyes again, "The God of Fate may be waiting for us to interfere, and at that time, we will be Wu Feng's enemies, and I don't think you want to see that kind of ending." ”

The Trickster sneered, "This is the most aggrieved time in my life." ”

The Skybreaker chuckled under his breath, "No way, because this is a game dominated by the god of fate. If you want to play this game well, you have to follow the rules of others. Those who break the rules are already losing. ”

"And now, we haven't lost yet. ”