With Ha Xue as an introduction, there were children who recited the poems on the scroll one after another, Qingyang was very surprised by this, but at the same time he was very happy.

The children of the Hunter Village are actually quite talented, but they just lack a platform to cultivate, and sometimes Qingyang often thinks, what are people pursuing liliang and pursuing the royal road? As long as people live for one day, they will have pursuits, and they must have pursuits, and with pursuits, life has color, bitterness, sweetness, and contentment.

zuihou Qingyang sent out all the picture scrolls, these children are really pleasing to Qingyang. It's just that Qingyang still doesn't teach them the idea of entering the royal road, and the ordinary mortal life is sometimes a kind of happiness, but this kind of happiness can only be felt after experiencing great sorrow and pain.

At night, Qingyang and Ha Xue are playing in the room, Ha Xue likes to stick to Qingyang, whenever she is with Qingyang, she will always be filled with a happy smile. And Qingyang also enjoyed the time of laughing with Ha Xue, and the heavens seemed to be intent on making up for his trauma and giving him such a little elf to heal the painful wounds.

"Mr. Qing, will you sing the sigh?" Ha Xue had just learned that the sigh she recited today was a ballad, so she pretended to be in tune.

Qingyang Haha smiled, couldn't help but scratch the little girl's nose, and said, "I won't." ”

"Then I'll teach you" The little girl's voice was very cute, and even Qingyang felt a little melted when she heard it.

"Wow!"

And at this moment, the door opened, Uncle Ha walked in with a smile, and said to Qingyang: "Qingyang, Ye Laoweng in our village wants to see you, do you want to go on a trip now?"

"Ye Lao Weng?" Qing Yang said with some doubts, this Ye Lao Weng Qingyang has not seen it, but I heard that when Qing Yang was in a coma, his old man had come to see it, so Qing Yang had no impression of this Ye Lao Weng.

"Speaking of which, Ye Laoweng can also be regarded as a fortune teller in our village. He has lived in the deepest part of the village for many years, and he usually doesn't show up, just one person in the house to calculate fortunes, but he usually participates in any important things in the village, and his words are very effective!"

Uncle Ha slowly explained to Qingyang, and Ha Xue on the side continued: "Yes! Yes, Grandpa Ye is very powerful, I used to play with him a lot, but recently Brother Qingyang, you came, I will play with you." ”

Hearing this, Qingyang couldn't help laughing, daring to love that he was the playmate of the old man who robbed people.

"Ye Laoweng only asked to see you after reading the scrolls you sent to the children today. I think he is also a talent, and I want to see what the person who writes such a good hand looks like. Uncle Ha guessed.

Qingyang didn't want to go out late at night, but after thinking about it, he was immediately ready to leave, since the people in the village said that he was amazing, so what did it matter if he saw him.

Immediately, under the leadership of Ha Xue, Qingyang came to Ye Laoweng's residence, which is what Uncle Ha called "the deepest place in the village".

Qingyang looked at it at a glance, only to see a unique feature, but very simple four-point gold hut in front of Qingyang, in the dark, Qingyang felt a trace of unusual taste, that kind of taste, very wonderful, as if mysterious and mysterious.

"Grandpa Ye, Brother Qingyang and I have come to see you!" Ha Xue took the lead in saying vividly.

"Haha, you little girl, have abandoned my old man for a few days. A soft, feeble chuckle came from the room, and the laughter was very kind and warm.

Qingyang raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, it seemed that he was thinking too much.

Immediately, Qingyang took Ha Xue's little hand and entered the room, and it was a simple arrangement, and there was only a painting in the empty room, a table, a bed, and some living utensils.

There was an old man with a sixtieth birthday on the table slowly laying tea, and there was a faint and hidden atmosphere between his eyebrows, which made Qingyang very surprised.

The old man was dressed in a white robe hanging to the ground, his kind face was filled with a warm smile, and his eyes were very clear, and there was a sense of wisdom in the slight flickering, this old man was not simple, this was Qingyang's first feeling.

Ye Laoweng didn't look at Qingyang and Ha Xue much, just buried his head in making tea, and then said slowly: "Come, Mr. Qing, try the pot of tea made by the old man, the name of the tea is called life." ”

Qingyang frowned deeply when he heard this, what is this old man?

Ha Xue whispered to Qingyang at this time: "Brother Qingyang, Grandpa Ye is like this, the gods are chattering, but others are very haode, and the tea he brews is very delicious." ”

Qingyang clenched his fists slightly and said, "The junior heard that the senior wants to see Your Excellency, I don't know what the senior has to say?"

Ye Lao didn't have any breathing aura on his body, let alone the slightest fluctuation of royal energy, but Qingyang's intuition, he still felt that this old man was not simple, you know, he had secretly used Wang Zhi to scan him, but the other party didn't have any discomfort.

"Hehe, young man, don't worry. Your handwriting, not bad. Ye Laoweng raised his head slightly, and his eyes touched Qingyang lightly.

"Life should be savored. Ye Laoweng was not in a hurry, just gently sipping the freshly brewed haode tea.

Qingyang's brows furrowed even more when he heard this, he didn't look at the old man again, but looked around, when his eyes swept over a piece of paper in the corner, Qingyang's pupils contracted violently, and at the same time, a strong sense of horror surged in his heart.

That paper is the "Shuangzhaolou" written by Qingyang!

And what really surprised Qingyang was not this Shuangzhaolou, but the potential on the poems of Shuangzhaolou was all erased, and the current poems are not the slightest surprise.

How is it possible! This kind of potential, even Qingyang himself to erase it, it takes a lot of effort, and the old man in front of him actually erased that potential after getting the scroll, what is his intention?!

Seeing that Qingyang didn't reply, and was even a little sluggish, Ha Xue involuntarily tugged at Qingyang's sleeve, but the latter still didn't react, and then Ha Xue said to Ye Laoweng: "Grandpa Ye, what's wrong with Brother Qingyang, why did he stay there when he came to you?"

Ye Laoweng's eyes fell on Ha Xue's body kindly, and then he smiled again: "Xue'er, your brother Qingyang has fallen into some thoughts, life is a thing worth thinking about." ”

Ye Laoweng's words seemed to be meaningful, but they were said so naturally, but when they fell into Qingyang's ears, it was another feeling, this old man was actually enlightening his heart knot?

Life, Thinking, Qingyang has never thought too much about life.

Life is good, people live well, that is good. If people can't live well, then it's bad.

Qingyang fell into a strange feeling, which made him feel an indescribable sense of understanding.

"Mr. Qing, this double light building, the artistic conception is extremely high, I feel a little unable to contain the desolation in my heart, so I itch to add something to it, I hope you don't mind." Ye Laoweng's words were amazing.

Qingyang's body shook violently when he heard this, and his pupils contracted violently, this old man, it turned out that he did not erase his potential, but increased that potential, and it was raised to a realm that Qingyang could not snoop on at present!

"Who the hell are you?" Qingyang said in a lost voice.

"I'm just a heartless person, just saying some nonsense to people with intentions. Ye Laoweng's eyes showed a hint of essence, and he said slowly.

At this time, Qingyang turned his gaze to the scroll again, and there was some unusual aura in the scroll, which was very vague, but it was full of unknown horror like a dark wave.

What exactly is this?

(The second update, the content updated in recent days is indeed very bland, but I have always thought that while the current online novels are pursuing coolness, they actually need to infuse some humanistic ideas into them, and people in this world are to think.) Thinking about what life is, born hesitant, but thinking is mysterious. ）