People say: The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind. But behind the yellow finch, how many pairs of eyes are there, and who can count them?

On the most prosperous street in Fuzhou City, Jiang Feng was pacing slowly with his hands behind his back, still wearing a long white brocade robe. However, the exquisite workmanship, the indifferent sculpture-like expression, and the cold fluctuations emanating from his body from time to time made him stand out like a lighthouse in the night.

In the early morning, taking advantage of fresh vegetables, fresh food, and shops that have just opened their doors, the bustling crowd starts their day here. In the crowded crowd, in addition to the excitement, there is also life.

Jiang Feng didn't know where he was supposed to go, he just walked with the crowd as if he were following the crowd. From time to time, doubts and fearful eyes came, but all this could not hinder Jiang Feng's pace. He just walked quietly, quietly feeling the lively atmosphere around him, and the vigorous vitality of life between heaven and earth.

The internal force cultivated by the two souls all the time, although it is pure or quantitative, it is already a first-class existence in the world. It's a pity that in this internal strength, there is still one of the most important things missing, the soul!

Recently, when he was staying awake and cultivating, Jiang Feng vaguely felt that his internal cultivation seemed to be a little abnormal, but there was no sign of going mad, this was a very strange feeling, as if the moon in the mirror could not be said clearly.

Such a lively place was not a suitable place to practice inner kung fu, but when Jiang Feng walked in it, there was always a kind of soul of his own that recovered to that lively and agile realm.

Providence comes from the will of the people, heaven listens to the people, those who follow the sky get twice the result with half the effort, and those who go against the sky get twice the result with half the effort. What is heaven, the way of heaven is humanity, humanity is already under the feet, the crowd of people on this street is humanity, and the strong trend of the taste is the way of heaven.

At this time, Jiang Feng's face suddenly showed a smile, he was originally an extremely beautiful man, with jade skin and red lips, plump and handsome, even stronger than most beautiful women in this world. It's just that Jiang Feng in the past is like a person in a suit, and under the fierce cold, almost no one dares to look directly at his face.

A large cauldron was propped up on the side of the road, the boiling soup was bubbling, and streams of hot air overflowed with fragrance. Jiang Feng dropped a few copper coins and asked for a plate of meat swallows, fish balls, sand tea noodles and other snacks boiled in red soup on the side of the road.

There is no delicate workmanship, no delicate materials, but there is a red-hot and vibrant atmosphere. Following the mouth of the river breeze, it slowly flows all over the body.

Suddenly, Jiang Feng seemed to feel that he had been brought into the noisy market, and the heat on his body merged with the lively flow of people and the noisy market around him. The brocade clothes, jade pendants, and delicate skin all seem to be the same as these people who are running around for a living, and there is no difference.

"What is artistic conception? This is probably artistic conception!"

Fuzhou has a mild climate and abundant rainfall, which is suitable for the cultivation of a variety of fruits, so there are many varieties of fruits in Fujian, and the quantity is sufficient. As far as the eye can see, lychee, longan, loquat, mandarin, grapefruit, longan, banana, persimmon. Plums, olives, peaches, bayberry and many more.

It was a tall man, dressed in a gray cloth shirt, although it was a little white, but still clean and tidy. The bun is well organized, and when everyone comes to ask, he puts on a smiling face like a spring breeze.

Such a person, no matter what kind of business he starts a business, he will not lose money.

Unlike ordinary people's fruit stalls, Jiang Feng saw a bunch of pears at his stall. In Fuzhou Prefecture, pears are not an easy fruit to see, only in the far north, there is this crisp, refreshing, tender and juicy yellow fruit.

"Mother, I want it, I want to eat that!"

The nature of a child is the most innocent, and the nature of a mother is the most unbearable to plead, although she knows that this rare fruit must be very expensive, but after some hesitation, the mother still took the child's hand and came over.

"How do you sell this fruit?"

In this world where transportation is inconvenient and thieves are everywhere, it is very common for a person to live in a small place all his life. If you can go to Fuzhou City, it is already something that many people have to brag about all their lives, and it is really a common thing not to know pears.

The mother carefully pulled out the money pouch from her sleeve pocket and pinched it again and again, but the child's longing eyes eventually led her to open it.

"No need, this pear, I invited him to eat it!"

The boss smiled and rejected his mother's money bag, picked the biggest and best pear in his stall, stretched out his hand to the child and said, "I'm sorry, uncle hasn't peeled the skin for a long time, so you can just eat it like this!"

The hands of the fruit stall owner are wide and thick, and the traces of layers of calluses can be faintly seen on the tiger's mouth. From his thick northern accent, Jiang Feng understood that the days when he came to Fuzhou Mansion should be very short, very short.

Suddenly, Jiang Feng had a feeling that he should be waiting for himself when he came here.

Ignoring the mother and son who left in the sound of thanks, Jiang Feng's body moved slightly, and the aura that seemed to have almost melted into the crowd disappeared without a trace. Instead, there was a cold aura that pierced like a sword's edge.

The ability to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages does not need to be taught by anyone, it is the innate instinct of every person. Suddenly, as if a pebble had been thrown into the calm lake, the crowd surged, and a large open space opened up in the airspace.

"Love, righteousness, pity, love, relatives, friends, twenty years ago, I gave up all of them in order to practice unparalleled swordsmanship in the world. However, when I was on the edge of the sword, when there was no forgiveness, I did not get my true happiness until one day I ......"

This should be a legendary and perfect story, a young man gave up everything for the strongest sword skills, and cut his own prestige in this bumpy river and lake. In his old age, he was able to understand everything again, let go of everything he had, and regained the happiness of a mortal.

It's a pity that today, since he appeared here, it is destined that he still hasn't got what he wants, freedom, real freedom!

"Whether it is a swordsman or a swordsman, once he lowers his head, the real peak, for him, will always be longed for and unattainable, come out of the sword, dominate the sword!" (To be continued.) )