Qing Zhou pointed to the firewood on his shoulder, indicating that he had no time to eat fruit. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"You're going to chop wood, it's right to think about it, with your swordsmanship, it's just right to destroy the withering and decaying. ”

The two walked into the city together, walked to the open space where Lan Tianlan set up a stall and sat down, this is the oil cake stall with the eldest sister has already been set up, and several people are waiting for the oil cake to come out of the pot.

Qing Zhou smelled the sound of oil cakes, suddenly remembered the delicious taste, and swallowed his saliva unconsciously, he was already hungry since he was busy in the morning.

"Don't think about it, Qingzhou, we have to sell things so that we can afford to buy oil cakes to eat?" Lan Tianlan said, "But your firewood is already selling faster than me, after all, fruits are just snacks." ”

Lan Tianlan's words were correct, and not long after, a short and fat man wearing a cloth hat bought all the firewood in Qingzhou, and let him follow him, jumped into the backyard of a hotel, and then paid him a hundred copper coins.

When Qingzhou returned to the stall, several children surrounded Lan Tianlan, counting the copper coins in their hands with sad faces, discussing whether to buy wild fruits.

"Go buy sugar gourds, there is sugar skin on the outside, sweet to the heart. ”

"No, I have tooth decay, and sugar gourds are too expensive, the money to buy a bunch of sugar gourds can buy a lot of fruit. ”

"Then go buy candied fruits!"

"You love sweets so much, no wonder you're so fat, I want to buy wild fruits, they are delicious and not greasy. ”

After discussing for a long time, a few little chubby duns took out copper coins and bought dozens of wild fruits.

When Lan Tianlan nodded and counted the money, Qing Zhou walked up to him and sat down, leaning against the wall weakly, "When will you eat?"

"When I have finished selling the fruit, the fresh fruit that I have picked from the branches, if it has been left for a long time, will wilt, and it will be sold while it is fresh. ”

Qingzhou bought two oil cakes from his eldest sister, threw one to Lan Tianlan, and sat next to him while nibbling and watching.

Lan Tianlan doesn't do business, never takes the initiative to greet guests, even if the guests approach, the more they won't persuade the other party to buy, but watch quietly.

However, the wild fruits were cheap and easy to sell, and they were sold out quickly, Lan Tianlan cleaned up the stall and said hello to the eldest sister, "Eldest sister, let's go eat first." ”

Qingzhou was already hungry, and the piece of oil cake she ate just now could only cushion her stomach, and now she was hungry again.

"Na, Qingzhou, let's talk about it, just now you invited me to eat oil cakes, and now I invite you to eat noodles, delicious clear soup noodles, nothing is added, but it is so rare that you want to swallow your tongue. ”

Qingzhou bought firewood and got a hundred copper coins, although Lantian Lan had many wild fruits, but only sold less than fifty copper coins, Qingzhou wanted to treat her, but Lantian Lan was the first to speak.

In the alleys of the small streets, the bamboo pole carried a broken flag, which was swept by the wind, and the word "face" was written on it in white ash.

"Uncle Guo, two bowls of clear soup noodles. Lan Tianlan was very familiar with this place, and ordered two bowls of noodles directly from the old man.

The old man who bought noodles had no other customers, so he took out two benches from the wooden box next to him and gently placed them beside him, "Sit and wait!"

Lan Tianlan and Qing Zhou sat down, looking at the white air, the old man's face was blurred, but the old man's back was extremely clear in the cold wind.

Looking at the busy figure of the old man, Qingzhou felt that this scene was extremely clear, in the past life, this scene must have appeared countless times, although there was a deviation in the details, but the deep memory brought to Qingzhou was exactly the same.

When the steaming clear soup noodles were served in front of her, Qingzhou felt her hands burn, and the heat of the noodle soup passed through the coarse porcelain bowl to Qingzhou's palm.

When he took the first bite of noodles, Ilha felt an indescribable taste rise, and immediately put down the bowl and stood up, walking straight in a certain direction.

"Qingzhou, where are you going? Lan Tianlan wanted to get up to stop Qingzhou, but she felt her body tighten and couldn't move.

Looking back, a thin noodle wrapped around Lan Tianlan's waist, and the other end of the noodle was held in Uncle Guo's hand.

"Blue boy, don't disturb other people's opportunities. ”

Lan Tianlan was startled, looked at Uncle Guo's eyes, and after getting a positive answer, Wu couldn't believe it, and asked repeatedly, "Sword Heart?"

"I heard that you brought the person in, and sure enough, he is a kendo genius, and he can comprehend Kenshin with a bowl of noodles, and I spend time here, making no less than 100,000 bowls of noodles, but I haven't even touched the edge of Kenshin, which is like living to a dog. ”

Lan Tianlan took a few bites and finished eating the noodles, "It's impossible, he has eaten oil cakes with his eldest sister before, and I have eaten them too." ”

"This is the difference between mortals and geniuses, you have eaten a hundred times more oil cakes and clear soup noodles than others, but you can't comprehend a little something. ”

Uncle Guo wanted to say more, but he felt excited, and saw that the hot water in the pot was slowly getting cold, so he stuffed a few pieces of wood under the stove, flashed it a few times with a broken fan, and finally added to the fire.

Lan Tianlan has been in this world for ten years, but because of her temperament, she has not calmed down to understand, and she doesn't know the meaning of the existence of this world.

Making oil cakes with the eldest sister, and Uncle Guo making noodles, are all practicing kendo invisibly and capturing the heart of the sword, which is an invisible realm of elephants, integrating kendo into firewood, rice, oil, salt, and fireworks in the world.

If you want to have a sword heart, you must first have a heart, which belongs to a human heart.

Ilha walked forward slowly, cut off from all senses connected with the outside world, like a blind man walking around, he felt no existence, as if he was the only one left in the world.

When he first ate the oil cake with his eldest sister, Qing Zhou felt a different mood, here, he recovered the state of mind of a mortal, no longer a high-ranking immortal cultivator, and got rid of that indifferent state of mind.

It turns out that there are still so many memories in Qingzhou's life, memories of being weak when he was a child, fragility, helplessness, despair and fear, these memories have never disappeared, but are hidden in the bottom of his heart.

The oil cake and clear soup noodles are just an opportunity, using the fireworks in the world as an introduction to pull Qingzhou down from the identity of an immortal cultivator, making people proud to face their true colors.

It turns out that behind the decisiveness of killing, Qingzhou is also a mortal, he will be afraid in the face of powerful enemies, he will have desires in the face of what he desires, he will be jealous and cowardly, and he will not be angry because he asks.

"What is Kenshin?"

Qingzhou asked herself, but a clear feeling rose in her heart, like an invisible bird, although she felt that she had caught it, she couldn't see its existence, this is Kenshin.

This world restricts the ability of monks to make them busy like mortals, not to create a game on a grand scale, but to let these sword cultivators get out of the confusion caused by powerful power and recall their true selves.

Jian Xin is not so much a spiritual will, a spiritual realm, but rather a true side of Jian Xiu's own self.