Lu Ming walked quietly on the road like this, and the people behind him did not urge, as if he was used to seeing this kind of scene, and followed quietly behind.

The wind carried drizzling drips, making the streets look like a veil, and the pedestrians on the streets gradually became scarce, gradually disappearing in the hazy rain and fog.

It seems that Lu Ming is the only one left in this world, lonely towards the final journey, he seems to have returned to the world of his previous life, alone, doing boring work, without family, friends, and people who care about him, and always dragging his tired body to light a cigarette in a small and dark room on weekdays, brush up on videos, read novels, play games, and numb his nerves.

He has no ideals, he doesn't even have mood fluctuations on weekdays, to be exact, he is dead, but he has not yet been buried in the ground. He didn't understand what loneliness was and what emotions were. All he knows is resentment and anger at the noisy kids in the neighborhood and the dogs that poop everywhere.

Yes, how can a person who has never experienced love understand what loneliness is, just as a slave can never understand what freedom is.

But now he understands that he can tolerate loneliness and apathy, simply because he has never felt cared for. He could endure the darkness because he had never seen the light.

A mad sense of loneliness tormented his body and mind, like a sharp knife stabbing through the chest, leaving only weakness and no pain.

How can a carp feel pain if it has never seen a river? The cruel heavens put the carp from the tank into the river, and cruelly imprisoned it back into the tank again.

Lu Ming is the fish, the fish that is not loved by God, the slave who was freed and recaptured.

Revenge and becoming a god are Lu Ming's only thoughts left, and he keeps comforting himself in his heart, he only needs to survive these hardships, just like work, every step is carried out step by step, as long as he becomes a god, Old Man Lu will be resurrected.

You just need to get through this "short" time, and this "short" time is ......

Lu Ming has decided, he will leave Star Luo City tonight, he is still too weak, he does not have the strength to kill the Marquis in the case of a group of high-level soul masters in Star Luo City, he has to forbear, and he will wait until his strength is strong to find the Marquis for revenge.

To put it bluntly, the cowardly Lu Ming didn't dare to leak his fangs to people who were stronger than him, he had always been like this. Even on that occasion among the refugees, he dared to rebel against the powerful only when he had the upper hand.

If it is wisdom that shows that it is wisdom that retreats when it knows that it will die, then it is cowardice that people who retreat only when they see the strength of the other party. If there were a few slightly more high-level soul masters next to the refugees that day, Lu Ming would have become that ridiculous spectator.

He was very smart, but clever and cowardly, he was obedient to the power, and even stubbornly thought that the damned marquis would let the old man Lu go, he always was, and accepted all the demands from the power.

Even if he was bruised under this power, he couldn't think about it, and he still comforted himself. He was the kind of person who would stay away from others when they were fighting, for fear of splashing his own blood.

He was a poor man, but also a pathetic man, his mind was imprisoned in that small world, full of servility and hypocrisy, loneliness and loneliness.

He is not the Monkey King, he does not have the courage and spirit to make trouble in the sky, he can only be a father-in-law of the land, throw away his armor when the monsters come, shout that the Great Sage save me, and hide in the corner and shiver while abandoning the wailing people.

Finally, when this part of the road was over, the people carried two coffins and transported them outside the city in a horse-drawn carriage, and the pedestrians on the road avoided them one by one, for fear of being contaminated with bad luck and misfortune.

Lu Ming sat in his seat and looked up at the front, in front of him was a master of ceremonies, presiding over the funeral and preaching the lives of the old man Lu and Grandma Zheng.

Lu Ming didn't even know Old Man Lu's name, so he could only use Old Man Lu to replace the whole person. Lu Ming was the only one in the seat, and Grandma Zheng's granddaughter did not come.

The weather outside the city was a little cold, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier, so Lu Ming quietly let the rain fall on himself, feeling the baptism of the storm.

The hair was wet and stuck to the scalp, and the rain ran down the face, and the wet moisture entered the body with the smell of earth.

The master of ceremonies stood in front with a serious face, chanting a heavy eulogy, and it seemed that only these few people knew about the death of Old Man Lu and Grandma Zheng.

Finally, after the tedious eulogy was read, several people carefully lifted the coffin, put it into the dug pit, slowly filled it with earth, built the grave, and as the last masonry fell, the work was completed.

The master of ceremonies left with the team, only Lu Ming still stood in place, silently looking at the grave in front of him.

Looking at the name on the tombstone, Lu Ming reacted, Old Man Lu died, died like this, without any warning, without any expectations.

Lu Ming walked towards the city step by step with heavy steps, leaving muddy footprints on the wet ground.

This short distance seems to have allowed Lu Ming to walk all his life, experiencing his childhood, youth, middle age, and old age on the way, and finally turned into a ball of loess and drifted in the rain.

The tavern was still so empty, with the smell of dampness, the stench of bugs in the gutter, the cold porridge on the table, the extinguished fire in the kitchen.

Lu Ming returned to the table, drinking the cold porridge one by one, the cold and fishy smell churned on the tip of his tongue, Lu Ming drank and tears fell, he finally figured out why it was so unpleasant, what was missing was not a secret seasoning, but a key person.

Squeak

The door was slowly pushed open, and with a bitter grinding sound, a small figure poked its head out.

"Brother Lu Ming, are you unhappy in any way", the small figure slowly walked up to Lu Ming, and gently wiped Lu Ming's tears with his hand.

"It's okay, it's okay, thank you Xiaohan", Lu Ming didn't want to show his weakness in front of the child, it seemed to be a shameful "face", Lu Ming wiped his tears and forcibly squeezed out a smile.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yuhan suddenly hugged Lu Ming, completely ignoring Lu Ming's slippery hair and clothes, and gently touched Lu Ming's hair.

"Mom said, it doesn't hurt to hug it, Brother Lu Ming doesn't have to be strong, Yuhan often doesn't say it when he hurts, I understand, Brother Lu Ming must be very uncomfortable, but it's okay, just hug it", the little girl gently hugged Lu Ming, leaned into her ear and spoke slowly.

Lu Ming suddenly felt that these childish words were so warm, like a warm sun, shining on his body little by little, washing away the fatigue and pain on his body.

Lu Ming didn't notice it, and unconsciously, tears flowed down again. Just like a wronged person, if you don't comfort him, he can pretend to be strong, but once you comfort him, this sense of grievance is as unstoppable as the tide.

"Thank you Xiaohan", Lu Ming hugged the little girl tightly and touched her head, his voice was very soft.

"Xiaohan, I want to give you a gift", Lu Ming wiped his tears, and the warmth that he hadn't seen for a long time took root in his heart, just like an angel who gave you warmth and light in the midst of suffering.

He took out the blue stone card from his pocket and put on the rope to make it a beautiful pendant.

"Pretty is not beautiful", Lu Ming gently put on the pendant for the little girl, the pendant was engraved with a few unknown words, very beautiful, very ordinary, and a little warm to the touch.

"Xiao Han should protect it well, don't be snatched away by others", Lu Ming touched the little girl's little head at a loss.

"Well, it's so beautiful, Brother Lu Ming should smile more, it looks good when he laughs", the little girl grabbed the corner of her clothes and showed a good-looking smile.

"Xiaohan, my brother is going to go on a long trip, I may not be able to play with you during this time, from tomorrow, you don't have to look for me", Lu Ming looked at the little girl with a smile on his face, and laughed unconsciously.

"Then, when will you come back", the little girl was a little lost when she heard this, and looked at Lu Ming with anticipation.

"I'll be back soon, soon", Lu Ming muttered in a low voice, pinching her face.

"Come back soon, come back soon", the little girl whispered with her head down.

"Okay, okay, I'll be back soon", Lu Ming lied, he didn't know when he would come back after leaving, but he couldn't bear to tell the little girl the truth.

"Let's go, I'll send you home, my brother still has something to do today, so I won't play with you", Lu Ming took the little girl's hand and secretly stuffed a golden soul coin in a small pocket of Xiao Yuhan, which was found from the old man Lu, Lu Ming hoped that this money could make the life of the mother and daughter a little better.

"Xiaohan, I stuffed a gift in your pocket, don't look at it, it won't work if you see it, go back and see it again", Lu Ming led the little girl step by step and walked out.

The surrounding rain automatically avoids the small rain culvert, setting off her like a fairy in the water, small, cute and lovely.

Not surprisingly, the woman didn't go far, every time she watched Xiao Yuhan sneak out and quietly follow behind.

Two streets away, Lu Ming saw the woman and sent Xiao Yuhan to the woman. The woman wore the same shabby clothes as on the first day, and carried an old oil-paper umbrella.

"Auntie, I have something to do today, I can't play with Yuhan, and I have to go out for a while", Lu Ming looked at the pale woman, and secretly used the shelter charm to help the woman dispel the redundant energy in her body.

"Eh, is Xiao Ming going far away?" The woman's face looked a little better, still the same sick look, with a slight flush on her face.

"Yes, Auntie remember to take care of your body, you also have a lovely daughter", Lu Ming smiled at the woman.

"Xiao Han, goodbye", Lu Ming waved his hand at Xiao Yuhan.

"Remember to come back soon", Xiao Yuhan looked at Lu Ming's figure, shouting loudly in the rain, his voice floating in the rain, just like the fallen cherry chrysanthemums on the trees that were knocked down by the rain.

With the fall of the cherry blossom chrysanthemum, the charming and sweet smell of the entire Xingluo City will gradually disappear, drawing an end to the entire Xingluo City, Xiao Yuhan didn't know that this farewell was six years, and it was already a matter of time when he said goodbye.

After that, every year at the Flower Festival, you can see a blue-haired wild boy, sitting quietly on the steps in front of the Fengtian Tavern, looking into the distance, looking forward to seeing that familiar person.