we are just monsters

Chapter 112 Imagination
The young girl was sitting on the side of the road with her master, holding a milk bag in her mouth.

The long hair was hanging down, and the master and the apprentice both had their hair loose, except that one was black and beautiful, and the other had long gray hair.

The girl's hair was clean, she didn't even have a hairpin, she only wore an earmuff, her face was a little immature, Zhou Muqing didn't wear earmuffs, and she had a simple and elegant demeanor.

Looking at his apprentice, Zhou Muqing felt that he saw his former self, except that Zhou Xiaotian was more extroverted, while she was more introverted and always quiet.

It is still very cold in winter, and thin mist will be sprayed out when breathing. The Spring Festival has just passed, and the vicinity of the Zhangjia Ancient Garden is still a bit lively.

Originally, Zhou Xiaotian thought that she would feel like going home, this was the place where her master lived in the first place, but when she looked sideways at Zhou Muqing, she knew she was wrong.

For Zhou Muqing, this place has also become unfamiliar.

"Master, if you keep your house, it will be worth a lot now."

Zhou Xiaotian looked at the residential buildings behind her. It is said that the housing prices are soaring now. The master said that it will continue to grow. She doesn't understand that.

"Did I lack your money?" Zhou Muqing also lamented the changes in Yicheng over the years.

Although I already felt it when I was walking outside, it was even worse when I came back to see a completely unfamiliar street scene.

This way, it will be gone for decades.

"I'll find you a school." Zhou Muqing said.

"Didn't you tell me not to mention this?"

"Ah."

Zhou Muqing didn't say much, just looked at the corner of the cornice of Zhang's ancient building, and remembered the silhouette he saw that day.

That picture kept flickering in her mind, lingering.

After Zhou Xiaotian finished drinking the milk, he took a look at Zhou Muqing, blew up the bag until it bulged, and threw it under his feet.

Bang!
Zhou Muqing was startled, turned his head abruptly, saw this scene, lowered his head to pick up a branch, and slammed it towards Zhou Xiaotian's leg.

"Don't hit, don't hit!" Zhou Xiaotian dodged and picked up the bag, and threw it into the trash can next to him.

She found that although Master did not become younger, he improved a lot.

Hitting is still so powerful.

"Master, what are you doing?"

Seeing Zhou Muqing sitting there shaking copper coins, Zhou Xiaotian approached and looked curiously.

Zhou Muqing drooped his eyelids, unable to figure it out.

"I don't think my master is dead yet." She said in a trance, and the figure in her mind became clearer and clearer.

"what?"

"even……"

Zhou Muqing didn't say it, it was so absurd, even she herself doubted whether she had hallucinations, sat on the train for too long, the moment she got off the train, she was groggy and not in a good state.

Zhou Xiaotian scratched his hair, stared at the ground in a daze, with ear muffs on his ears, he looked a little cute.

Suffering from delusional disorder, so the spirit is much better?

Zhou Xiaotian didn't know anything about Master's Master, and he didn't even have a specific image in his mind. He only thought he was an old man...

Zhou Xiaotian is wearing jeans, and her body has already begun to show curves. When children of the same age were carrying schoolbags and passing notes in junior high school, she had already traveled many places with the master, learning from the master's inheritance, and worried about the old lady's mental state.

She felt that Master's Master might have died decades ago, otherwise there would be no reason to suddenly disappear without leaving a trace.

Zhou Muqing also knew important people before, and wanted to entrust them to help find them, but the name Wang Aimin was too popular in that era.Love the people, patriotism, founding the country... You can find three or five in a village.

Didn't stay long on the side of the road.

In the afternoon, Zhou Muqing took Zhou Xiaotian to the library, but he didn't know what materials to look for. He stood in the library for a long time, finally left, and rented a place in the old courtyard.

Within a few days, Zhou Muqing ordered a lottery tube and asked Zhou Xiaotian to recite various formulas, including 64 hexagrams, 64 hexagrams, and 380 lines.

Regardless of management or understanding, you have to memorize it. This is a systematic foundation. Only by memorizing it can you better understand it and integrate it into your life. Zhou Muqing never believes in talent, only sweat.

"I used to be here before. There is no wall here. It should be a courtyard. I just sat on the bench over there with a book and read it by myself." The old lady pointed to Zhou Xiaotian and said to Zhou Xiaotian.

A young girl was sitting alone in the yard reading a book, the winter sun was warm.

There is also an uncle who squats in the corner with his sleeves in his hands and is not very smart, he likes to giggle.

It used to be a big family, lively and lively.

Zhou Muqing recalled that these memories were clearer than those she experienced later. She had already forgotten Zhou Xiaotian's teacher when she was in school, but she couldn't forget the people and events back then.

"It would be nice to have you." Zhou Muqing said.

"I wasn't born at that time, so why join in the fun." Zhou Xiaotian laughed.When she was a child, she dreamed that Master would find relatives to be with her, which meant that she also had relatives.

"Go and endorse."

"Master."

"Don't act like a spoiled child, stay away from me." The dazed Zhou Muqing came back to his senses, and put one hand on her forehead to prevent her from rubbing against her.

Zhou Xiaotian, who was about to hug Master, shook his head, shook his bangs away, and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"casual."

Zhou Muqing continued to think.

From Zhou Xiaotian's point of view, Zhou Muqing seemed to have realized the Tao, and he was lost in thought from time to time, looking outside and wondering what he was thinking.

It may also be a serious assumption.

That night, Zhou Xiaotian finished eating and was about to open the notebook given by his master, when Zhou Muqing suddenly said, "Tell me, is there anyone in this world who won't grow old?"

Zhou Xiaotian blinked and didn't answer immediately, but observed Zhou Muqing's expression. She used to think that Master would not grow old, but it turned out that she would.

Seeing Zhou Xiaotian's appearance, Zhou Muqing sighed faintly, and she also felt that she might be overthinking.

She was just thinking about that figure, calming down and recalling carefully, she remembered many details, many details that were ignored before, if it wasn't for the figure she saw that day, she wouldn't even pay attention to it.

Wang Aimin seems to have never aged.

She grew from a child to a slim figure, and then she couldn't get married, and became an old woman in her 20s in the village, and that person just had a little more thin beard.

On the other hand, when she picked up Zhou Xiaotian, compared to now...

He didn't even get along with Wang Aimin for a long time.

There are many things that one would not think about before noticing them. Once there is some kind of speculation, the past details buried in the memory will emerge one by one.

Zhou Muqing's eyes were deep.

She didn't believe it was a coincidence.

But how can a person not grow old for decades?

"Let's go back!" Zhou Muqing made this decision.

"Where are you going?" Zhou Xiaotian was at a loss.

"Shanan!"

That was the place where they got off the car to rest, and it was also the place where Zhou Muqing caught a glimpse of that silhouette.

She shouldn't have left at that time, Zhou Muqing thought, she must have read it right.

　ah i'm so stupid
　　Chapter 1 is still free, this chapter is only on the shelves
　　Broken, I was taken away.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)