At night, there is a gentle breeze.

The streets are bustling with lights, pedestrians, and vendors.

Yun Qingcheng walked down the street, wandering out boredly. Suddenly, he saw a small stall in front of him surrounded by people inside and out.

"What's for sale? There can be so many people! He thought to himself, and then joined the crowd as well.

This is a small stall selling stones, and the owner of the stall is a young man in his fifties.

There are some colorful stones on the small stalls, all kinds of things, and they are strangely good-looking.

"Uncle, how do you buy this stone?" A man asked, pointing to a mini-hill.

"One hundred yuan, no bargaining, this is a special glass handed over by the local government during the Guangxu period, if it is not for the old man who wants to exchange some wine money, 10 million will not be sold!"

"Stone of other mountains!" Someone in the crowd exclaimed.

"Yes, someone finally knows the goods." The old man stroked his beard and said proudly.

"'Stone of Other Mountains' is the proud work of Master Ma in the Guangxu period, and it has extremely high artistic value, which is just a fake." Someone in the crowd said.

"You kid don't understand, don't talk nonsense, this is genuine!" The old man of the stall owner blew his beard and glared.

There are a lot of good-looking stones in the old man's stall, but the asking price is too high, and he didn't sell a few after half a day.

Yun Qingcheng was quite interested in a stone, it was an irregular multicolored crystal, small and exquisite, crystal clear.

"Uncle, how do you sell this?" Yun Qingcheng pointed to the multicolored crystal and asked.

"You kid has a vision, this is a Nuwa stone, take it on your body to prolong life and good luck, one hundred and ninety-nine yuan, no bargaining." The old man said with a smile.

When the people around him heard him say this, they all cast contemptuous glances, and who would they fool with a piece of broken artificial crystal?

"One hundred and nineteen, I want it!" Yun Qingcheng shouted the price casually, for him, this crystal stone was just a dispensable thing, and by the way, he caught up with his mother's birthday and bought it back to make a pendant.

"Yes, yes!" The little old man hurriedly shouted, for fear that Yun Qingcheng would regret it.

"Old man, didn't you say that there would be no counteroffer?" Someone asked disdainfully.

"Rules are dead, people are alive, I see this little brother is a talent, lucky stars, and this thing has a fate, money is a thing outside the body, fate can not be found!" The old man stroked his beard, looking like a master of the world.

"Little brother, what do you think?" The old man continued to ask.

Yun Qingcheng didn't expect the old man to be so refreshing, but he didn't bother and said, "I want it!" ”

Then he took out two hundred pieces and handed them to the old man.

The old man offered the crystal stone with both hands, found ten pieces with lightning speed, and pressed it tightly to the palm of Yun Qingcheng's hand, shouting: "Little brother is destined to be a person, and he will be lucky in the future and soar to the sky!" ”

Everyone looked at the old man's dancing appearance and silently dialed 110.

"Hey, is it 110? Erxian Bridge on Chenghua Avenue...... In the Erxian Bridge on Chenghua Avenue, there is a mentally ill old man, yes, I'm not wrong, come on! ”

……

Yun Qingcheng left the stall and held the colorful stone in the palm of his hand and played with it carefully.

"It's my mother's birthday in two days, so I have to take some time to send it back." He pondered secretly.

Colorful neon lights stand on the side of the street, and young couples greet me and me on the street, hugging and hugging.

Seeing these scenes, Yun Qingcheng didn't have the heart to go any further, so he turned around and left the night market with the colorful stones in his hand.

Back in the dormitory, looking at the empty bed, Yun Qingcheng's heart was even more mixed.

He could have stayed in the province and attended a good university, but he insisted on going his own way, crossing more than 2,000 kilometers to the far north, and now he only feels physically and mentally exhausted.

Leaning on the head of the bed, Yun Qingcheng fiddled with his mobile phone boredly.

Game friends, none of them are online.

Chat messages, none of which are about yourself.

The short video screen is full of boring content.

Maybe loneliness is the norm in the world!

He took out the multicolored stone from his pocket and stroked the irregular water chestnut of the multicolored stone. Tossing and turning, I gradually fell asleep.

In the dream, he saw the big cyan cat staring at the sky, the giant chasing the sun, the nine-winged golden crow circling around the sun, ...... most beautiful is a hazy figure holding a colorful streamer, peerless elegance, proud of the heaven and earth.

Is this coming to the world of mythology? Yun Qingcheng muttered.

As soon as the picture turned, it was already a carved jade, gilded and engraved phoenix.

There are more flowing clouds and colorful clothes, fairy rhyme.

The fairies rode the peach, stepped on the lotus, and walked through the major heavenly palaces.

A sword immortal with a gourd on his back stumbled, secretly took a peach, and said with a smile: "Look up to the sky and laugh and eat peaches, how can I be a Penghao person!" ”

Another drunken old drunkard rolled under the gate of heaven, shouting, "Wine...... I want wine! ”

The dragon travels in the sky, the phoenix dances for nine days, a good colorful and auspicious scene!

The Emperor of Heaven sat alone on the Yaotai and said, "Hunting Heaven Feast, Qi!" ”

For a while, everything was silent, and there was no reply.

Yun Qingcheng's consciousness fell into darkness again.