The Spirit World

Chapter 429 Small talk
"Little guy, are you awake?" Amina put a small box on the table. Inside was some very small candies, red and green, with a sweet fragrance wafting out.

She grabbed a handful and placed it in front of Chang Yufeng, and then grabbed another handful and placed it in front of Erica.

"You slept for a whole day and we didn't even dare to breathe. Haha." Amina also grabbed one and put it in her mouth.

"I'm so sorry..." Chang Yufeng scratched his head and said, "If possible, just wake me up, it's okay..."

"That's what I just said. Don't be so formal... Let's talk about your next plan... How about it?" Aminna looked at Chang Yufeng, and they stared at each other intently. Chang Yufeng couldn't guess the meaning of this sentence for a moment and was a little confused.

Amina saw her confusion and asked before he could ask: "Who abandoned you here? Did you bring the contract between you and your original owner?"

Although Chang Yufeng had thought about how to answer this question, he did not say it. He just looked embarrassed because he did not know how to lie next. He did not want to fill in another lie with a series of lies. Perhaps silence was also an answer.

He also knew that Emine would not ask too much, because for everyone except Erica, the three people here had little secrets in their hearts...

It would be bad not to answer, so Chang Yufeng sighed, lowered his head, shook his head, and said nothing.

This shake made Erica, who was writing, look over. She slowly grabbed a candy and put it into her mouth, looking at Chang Yufeng with her eyes rolling.

"It's hard to say? That doesn't matter..." Amina was also eating candy, watching Jack bring a bowl of porridge and push it in front of Chang Yufeng.

"However, you should still tell me about your future plans... Where are you from? Do you need our help? Help you go back?" What Aminna said made Chang Yufeng understand. He thought of some possibilities. Erica might be because some animals driven out of the forest were hostile to humans, so she showed such emotions, and Erica...

wrong……

What is going on?

Why does it feel like this family is drifting away?
So I was just lying to myself? Summoning beasts or something...

But rescuing the small animals that have escaped from the forest is a good thing, right? They can’t really rescue all the little creatures that have escaped from the forest…

"It's terrible... It's not that I don't want to say it... It's because I don't want to implicate my master... You can see... I don't have any fighting ability at all, which is fatal for a child who wants to participate in the Dragon Tournament..."

Chang Yufeng lowered his head at the right time, paused... looked at the table...

In order to make it look more natural, he made his frustration very mild, as if he was talking about something that had already happened, and he felt somewhat relieved...

"You guys are so nice to me... so I'll tell you the truth. I actually ran away on my own... He's a very nice guy... but I can't let him get a very low ranking because of me... Only if I leave... can he..."

He knew how to tell this lie so that there would be no further questions to ask. Since he did it on his own initiative, there was no point in being suspicious.

"His name is Andrew...in a small town in the South..."

"So... you are not from the Dragon Forest..." Amina looked at him hesitantly.

"Well... I'm sorry... I was anxious for a moment and thought you would hurt me... I'm sorry..." Chang Yufeng nodded appropriately to apologize...

"It's okay... Many injured animals are like this... They are afraid that we will hurt them again..." Amina sighed, grabbed another candy and chewed it, then stopped and said, "But it seems that things are not peaceful here... What are you going to do next? Go back to Andrew?"

"No...at least not now..." Chang Yufeng picked up the spoon in the bowl and dipped the porridge with the spoon, which was steaming.

"I think so..." Emina thought for a moment and glanced at Jack who was practicing writing.

"Why... do you want to leave?" Erica seemed not to understand their conversation.

"You will also participate in this competition next year... I will tell you then... Magic is not as important as knowledge..." Amina did nothing, just looked at the three children calmly.

"I don't really want to stay here any longer..." Chang Yufeng took a sip of the porridge. The porridge was not hot and the heat had dissipated. He could eat some pumpkin shreds that flowed like water. It was sweet but not greasy.

"I don't mean to drive you away... I just think that you don't have a contract. Even if Erica is willing, there is no way to re-sign the contract... However, my family can still support you... Raising one more child is not a problem. Don't worry, you can live here for the rest of your life..." Amina hurriedly explained. She saw the lamb in front of her lowered its head to drink porridge, and thought he was imagining things.

"Actually, I've thought about it... Although my current physical condition is very bad, I still need to do something... I can't stay here all the time... Once I've recovered... I will practice and make myself stronger..." Chang Yufeng took a big mouthful of porridge, and the pumpkin shreds slipped down his throat, and the sweet feeling disappeared in an instant.

"Really? I mean, this is too dangerous for you... Wenti County is in chaos... Shadow Hunters appear frequently... You should wait until things are more stable here before leaving..." After saying this, Amina stood up and squeezed her hands: "I'm going to cook... I guess the kid's father will be back soon..."

After saying that, he walked towards the kitchen. Chang Yufeng then noticed that the sun had already set. Because of this body, he hadn't done anything during the day... It was almost night...

I drank the porridge myself, and it was almost time for dinner...

This kind of conversation was very short, even very sudden, like a casual chat that was interrupted by each person's own business.

Maybe it’s because we will spend a lot of time together, so we don’t need to talk for so long because there is plenty of time to chat.

The two children didn't speak. Jack made a small movement when he was writing. He would touch his wrist and it seemed to be very painful. This was a small movement he only made when Amina left. He also opened his mouth inadvertently, as if he was in so much pain that he couldn't speak.

Erica also has a little trick, which is to curl the hair on her shoulders, curl it once, let go, and curl it up again.

Chang Yufeng saw it all.

To be honest, he knew why Jack did this.

Because of swordsmanship...

To put it bluntly, the basics are just the basics and are of utmost importance. No one will really show mercy in actual combat... To be more realistic, the one who shows mercy always comes from the stronger party. I have never heard of the weaker party showing mercy.

The pain Jack was in made Chang Yufeng feel deeply moved. To be honest, he couldn't help but feel deeply moved...

Others don’t understand, but I do. I can tell at a glance why my wrist hurts…

How much effort and faith did I put in to support myself in studying swordsmanship during those days?
In fact, he didn't quite understand why Erica's family didn't teach him swordsmanship, or even magic... At that time, he was just practicing out of spite, feeling a little angry, but he couldn't hold back his anger...

But for now, he won't say what to do...

He originally wanted to change the past and change himself, but now he thinks that without the past, he would not have been able to grow into the person he is now who strives to reflect on himself.

Reflection is a difficult thing...

Many people don’t reflect on themselves. Although many people would say that reflection is like hindsight, without reflection, no one can gain experience or lessons from anything they did in the past. They will only make mistakes again and again… until they become numb to mistakes…

Chang Yufeng looked at himself back then. The arrogance he was holding on to didn't need to be obvious. Just from this action, he could tell that he had never thought of blaming others... He had never thought that the enemy was too strong and he couldn't possibly win. Instead, he quietly did what he thought was right... Even though it might seem ridiculously wrong to others...

But what does that matter? Wouldn't it be possible for me to feel my efforts?
Although many people would say that hard work is useless or something bad... but as it stands now, I think that this spiritual world is very dangerous. It is a very scary spiritual world full of ruthless magic and cruel power. People are always depressed and even decadent.

At that time, I seemed to understand the meaning of living better than I do now...

That is done for oneself, not for others in a sanctimonious way - such a young child should not live for others. Such a young child should first live for himself, live for himself, and live for the rest of his life.

Chang Yufeng seemed to know a lot about many things. This kind of Chang Yufeng was indeed much better than the current Chang Yufeng who was confused and didn't know what to do in the future.

Although the purpose is simple.

"What's wrong?" Jack touched his wrist, stopped, and looked at Chang Yufeng in confusion.

"No..." Chang Yufeng kept looking at himself, feeling something indescribable.

Very distressed, very relieved, and very happy...

Even a little warmth surged into my heart, turned into a breeze, dissipated in an instant, and I couldn't remember it anymore...

How absurd...

Days like this...

Such face to face.

"Oh... I'm done eating... I'll go put the bowl down... where should I put it?" Chang Yufeng looked at him with a smile and picked up the bowl.

This is a small porcelain bowl with regular blue patterns, like some painted inscriptions.

"Kitchen...my mother is here, you'll know when you go there..." Jack pointed in the direction of the kitchen.

Chang Yufeng picked up the bowl happily, and his spirits improved a lot...

He originally wanted to do something today... Last night, no, it should be this morning, he was planning to do something, to do something with a plan, to find out what happened, to find out if there were any abnormalities around him to sort out Lan Luo's traces, etc...

However, plans cannot keep up with changes...

I had originally been ambitious and thought that I would do something today... at least I would get a general understanding of Locke's situation... but it seems that nothing has happened...

I didn’t do anything… I even stayed up all night and got sick. My passion was extinguished by my actual actions…

It's like he was boasting to the sky one second, and then he was slapped in the face the next second...

Really...

I don’t know how to put it…

But you won't feel frustrated if something doesn't go as you wish once, twice, or even three times.

There will be no tomorrow after tomorrow, and no tomorrow will be wasted...

Because, more often than not, he understood this truth: you know that you are working hard, and this is something worth being happy about. You know that you will not stop working hard because of a moment of laziness. In the face of time, this laziness can be infinite, but it will also become extremely small because of hard work.

I am really sleepy today, so I will take a day off.

Even though it is such a simple truth, no one can do it easily...so why complain?

To be honest, he felt that he didn't need to reason... nor did he need to indulge himself, let alone numb himself. He was already able to face his past - it was not a terrible past - even if it might be cowardly - even if he was more incompetent than he looked - so what?

He couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't be a coward again, he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't be helpless again, he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't have a past that he couldn't bear to look back on...

But he is alive now...

And live clearly and distinctly.

Whether it's my fault or my right, I know it clearly...

Without any messy irony, routine, chicken soup, poisonous chicken soup...

He now knew that he was living in a simple sense, clearly looking forward to the arrival of tomorrow...

Maybe you may not understand, but as long as Changyu understands it...

Everything in the world is like this. The chirping of birds is not singing, but it is only described as singing in words...

This is perfectly normal...

The lark's voice is sweet, the crow's voice is unpleasant, the mountains and rivers are there, growing and dying over time, rising and falling...

The world has changed, and the people have long since turned into smoke. Only the stories recorded are passed on...

Or the extinction of humanity is also common sense, and there is no need to be too surprised...

It is not enough to simply summarize it as a normal mind…

It should be more appropriately summarized as a calm mind, tranquility leads to far-reaching results...

Or maybe tomorrow is not a good thing, but what does it matter? Living for this does not care about whether tomorrow is good or bad, but cares about whether you live for it.

When tomorrow comes, I will not suddenly become a robber who hurts others at will, nor will I suddenly become a coward who allows others to hurt me. When tomorrow comes, I will face it with a smile, or maybe with tears. This is common sense of living for myself. There is no need to be overly sad, nor overly happy.

Because tomorrow will always come, only when night and day are intertwined, perhaps not even half and half, for humans who need night to rest, it will be the most perfect day...

The most important day.

(End of this chapter)