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2021-07-09

  Chapter 194, Chapter 192, "See you in the next world"

"——Yau Thirteen , Jin Yuan. Your fortune is very good, the future is bright, happy and healthy,"

The small vendor in charge of divination smiled. He was covered in a bluffing robe, with his hands on the shoulders of the young man who stopped in front of the stall. In Minghui, this action meant blessing.

The torrential rain fell quickly, hitting the erected shed with a crisp sound of "cracking".

The young man holding a long umbrella put the money on the vendor’s table.

Beside him, a girl with brown curly hair was waiting.

"You are a foreigner." The vendor smiled when he saw the silver coin, and said in passing: "It's better to go to the central square to have a look, where the awakening ceremony is being held. Everyone is happy. Now."

"Aren't you going?" Su Mingan asked.

"Hurt, what am I going to do. Now my life is satisfying enough, I don't want to lose my life as a capable person." The hawker shook the head: "Listen to those capable persons who can live more than half of the time. Hundreds, the stronger the more so, in case my innate talent is good, wouldn’t it be that I’m going to fall here in a few days, I still want to go home and hug the child."

Su Mingan silently No words.

"--but, really didn't expect that group of nobles are actually like this, thanks to the continental Holy Master." The hawker exclaimed: "I hated them to the extreme in the past, but didn't. t expect this group of people left earlier than us..."

Su Mingan sighed, and then took Fia away from the stall.

Raindrops sprinkled on the umbrella surface, and an independent world was isolated under the umbrella.

Under the rain curtain, everything is not very clear, except for the silent bungalows and a towering tower in the town, guarding the edge like a night watchman.

Su Mingan lifts the head, looking at the magnificent glazed tower in front of him, the gems above the tower are shining, even under the heavy dark clouds.

It seems that in the deep darkness, there is a shining tower standing, like a god falling from the sky, extending the hand to the people deep in the mud.

Above the square, blood-colored rays of light bloomed.

Fia reached out and grabbed his sleeve.

"How is it?" She asked, "Did you relax a little bit?"

Just now, after smashing the egg and driving out a white cat, Su Mingan fell into During a brief period of autism, when he was about to routinely go to the laboratory to supply blood, he met Fia who had caught up.

Fia said that she knows that he has been in a bad state of mind, and she has a way to alleviate it.

"There is no need for mental relief, nor any additional medicine." Fia Lightly said: "You are just too tired recently, and this fatigue can't even make up for sleep... let alone Say, I can see that in the past few days, you haven’t slept for another day."

"Obviously?"

"You don’t look in the system mirror either. See how bad your complexion is."

Su Mingan Yiyan called out the mirror and saw a face with a beautifying crit once again. Since admiration’s face was very poor from the very beginning, he looked like he might die at any time on the verge of collapse. Even if Fia said he looked bad now, he couldn’t see much.

...because it has always been poor.

Su Mingan takes back the system mirror: "But spending a day on the game is too much a waste of time?"

The copy time is only fifteen days, and he originally planned today. He continued to take Hui Shuhang to the nearby forest to kill the devil beast. He didn't expect Fia to cut Hu on the way, saying that he would take him to relax this day.

"This is necessary." Fia shook his head: "This kind of fatigue is irreparable except relaxation. You can't mold yourself into a machine that only knows to catch up with tasks... You have to understand, A person can be called a free and independent person because he always has the subjective initiative that can dominate his self and he can do things freely. If you lose this, mechanical exhaustion is commonplace."

"Besides..." she said: "You can't always maintain the limit of mental state, otherwise it will not be conducive to the usual tasks. Searching for clues, fighting the enemy... These actions require energy, if you stay in a trance, you will miss it. A lot."

Su Mingan thought for a while, and felt that Fia’s last paragraph made sense.

He followed her in Yiyan, and she seemed to have planned the itinerary carefully. After accepting the novelty of the so-called fortune-telling master, she took him to a restaurant in the town.

Steaming food was delivered.

He held up his fork and tasted the uniquely flavored barbecue that Hui Shuhang once said, and his expression turned into a mask of pain.

The taste of the barbecue is not as good as the self-service barbecue he had eaten on Zhai Xing. In a foreign world with extremely low productivity, its grilling method is extremely extensive, even the salt is multi-colored, and the taste is all With a strange bitterness and astringency. This is especially true for other staple foods. The baguette-like bread tastes like sand gathered together, the hardness is like gnawing stones, and the soft taste is not at all. Some soups are so sweet that they are totally uncomfortable.

As for the lemon wine, he didn't dare touch it at all, but Fia said it tasted like lemonade mixed with alcohol.

...... The so-called foreign world delicacies seem to be only this.

After taking a sip of bitter and astringent tea and watching the inferior tea-like plants float around on the surface of the cup, Su Mingan suddenly understood that Hui Shuhang made it for him at the time. Tea is such a precious thing in the eyes of an ordinary person.

At least, it didn't give him the idea of ​​"what is this?" The taste is similar to the black tea he had drunk on Zhai Xing before.

In the eyes of Minghui people, perhaps the ordinary black tea taste in his eyes is already the best tea.

Because their daily staple food is the things that are difficult to swallow in Su Mingan's eyes.

When he was struggling to eat, Fia seemed to be very used to eating. She moved naturally and did not choke on the strange food. When she looked at him like this, she faced Shang even smiled.

Su Mingan puts down the fork-the fork is so rough that it scratches your hands.

He looked towards the torrential rain outside the window. People walked through the rain with umbrellas, and the stream of footsteps merged together, like a shallow river spreading on the ground.

There is a starlight like ice particles on the sky, and the brilliant blue and purple colors are painted into a piece, like the bright Star River on the top.

He turned his head and looked at the girl with pure eyes. She was watching him. She seemed to have some kind of extremely strong emotion that had been fainting for a long time, and it might gush out at any time.

"Look at what I do." Fia laughed.

"In the past nineteen years, are you still used to it?" Su Mingan looked at her.

"Very good." Fia lowered his head, holding a knife and fork, to cut the inferior meat slices that are all connected together: "This time I learned to paint, especially oil painting, my golden Sun Hua painted very well. I will show you the painting when I have time later."

The knife and fork made a harsh rubbing sound on the plate. She was cutting the brushed meat, seeming to be focusing on harmony. It competes.

"You also learned oil painting."

"Yes, there is also an instrument called stringed piano." She raised her fork and seemed to show off: "Admiration I taught me before. That thing is very similar to the lyre, and the sound is very clear. When I was traveling in the surrounding cities, I saw many wandering bards using this kind of music and reciting their own song poems... …It’s really good."

As she said, she took out a lyre-like instrument from the space ring on her finger, and flicked it gently, and it looked like a jade bead. The sound of vibrating vibrates, and the beautiful sound feels like a fleeting rainbow in front of you.

The guests who ate at the side seemed to have noticed this too. They were wearing burlap and linen. No one took the initiative to approach Fia, who looked like an extraordinary birth, but their attention was moved towards this side. Moving over, even the passing clerk is no exception.

"Qinwang taught me a piece of music before falling asleep... I am a bit stupid, and I don’t know how to learn more, so I have been practicing this one, repeating this one over and over again. First of all, I'm afraid I will forget if I don't play it one day." Fia looked at her with a layer of early morning frost in her eyes: "The name is... [Sheng Jing], he wrote it himself. Would you like to hear it? Do I play a piece?"

Su Mingan nodded.

There was a sharp sound.

The girl with brown curly hair has delicate and slender fingers flowing on the thin strings. Her eyelids were half drooping, and all emotions were contained in her faint eyes. When she flicked the strings, the sound of music like water flowed slowly along her fingers.

The slightly curly hair swayed gently in her movements. Under the dim stone lamp, her white face was shining brightly and gradually became transparent.

The sky is drooping, and the rain is crackling.

Like a very fine stream, the natural sound of wind blowing flowers and leaves, the distant mountains on a sunny day, and the swinging bamboo leaves. Floating like a rain with fresh air.

What is revealed in the music is such a fresh and natural taste, like a picture scroll slowly unfolding before his eyes.

The busy shop clerk let go of the movement lightly, and the people who were talking stopped their voices. They seemed to be unable to break the quiet and long-distance music and listened carefully, with surprise in their eyes.

In the music of Fia, Su Mingan felt peaceful.

...... Long-lost peace.

It seems that the fatigue fades and the pressure drops sharply. The music does easily bring a sense of relief. It seems to possess magical powers, awakening people's long-lasting memories expressed in music with the beating of a piece of music, so that all the thoughts that have gradually solidified and settled become fresh again.

Through her music, Su Mingan seems to see a vibrant, green scene. Grass leaves grow, flowers bloom, icebergs dissolve, snow fades, springs ding dong sound, rivers pass over stones, over mountains on both sides, rushing along the banks of the river without hindrance, like a wind rushing towards freedom.

【Freedom】.

Su Mingan originally thought that what I admired would like, at least it shouldn't be such a song. He grew up in a luxurious aristocratic scene and lived under great pressure since he was a child. He shouldn't have such a deep love for nature that he has rarely seen before.

But in the music, he understood the meaning.

Between criss-crossed roads, travelers travel long distances.

Before sundown, the nearly withered flowers bloom freely.

The raft swayed above the sea that was broken by the sky.

The bamboo leaves sway finely, and the distant mountains are misty and misty. And everything in this world is thriving.

...... What is pinned in the song is the joy of spring All Living Things to Recover.

This represents the great man who died before dawn and his boundless yearning for the fading of the winter.

He is using his own music to express his hope beyond the destined ending.

People believe that the winter snow will melt, and [the future] will be brilliant.

The flowing music stopped abruptly.

Fia’s fingers rested on the string, looking at him with bright eyes, the song is over.

"pa, pa pa pa pa......"

Applause suddenly sounded.

All the people who listened involuntarily clapped their hands. Even the rough guy who doesn’t understand the music can understand the meaning of All Living Things to Recover from this lively music. .

In today's actual recovery, it is even more of a backdrop.

It's like a song written specifically for today's beautiful future.

"...Who wrote this tune? It's so good."

"Little girl can play well, much better than the poets who are running around. !"

"It turns out to be a track that I have never heard before. I really want to write it down... It feels really good..."

People not in the least conceals. Amazed.

In such a world, emotions are expressed extremely directly, because people have long understood that if they just blindly conceal their emotions, they may not be able to wait for the day when they are truly expressed.

So, when I heard a song that really moved them, the admiration that broke out was extremely strong.

Su Mingan raised his hands and clapped.

"It sounds good." He said: "The tune is beautiful...and you play beautifully."

Fia put away the piano and moved towards those who praised her with a gentle smile. And then looked towards him again.

"I thought I could practice more familiarly, didn't expect you to come so soon." She smiled, her smile was pure, like the vibrant flowers and leaves in the song: "Campus In the copy, I learned to sketch and master the sword technique. In this world, I learned to paint and play the piano... I am still looking forward to the next world, what kind of world should it be. I still want to learn how to play the piano. ...I remember you played it to me when I was on Zhai Xing. It was really good... At that time, I was still thinking, if I had time to learn piano, it would be fine, didn't expect that now I really have it. More time."

"Yes, the world is huge, the scenery is many, and it is full of excitement." Su Mingan said: "You still have many worlds."

" However, since you are here, I am about to leave this world and go to the next world." Fia said: "I have been here for so many years, and I am a bit uncomfortable to leave."

" If the world game is over, I might be able to teach you to play the piano." Su Mingan suddenly said: "By then, we should all have a lot of time."

Fia looked at him with a little gaze. Imaginary.

She seems to have experienced a thousand sails, and she seems to be as pure as she was born.

It seemed as if a crystal was brewing, and when the light slowly condensed in her eyes, it was as transparent and bright as a diamond.

"There will be such a day." She said: "Looking at you so tired today, I found that you seem to be getting tired, one by one world...Your tiredness is constantly stacking up So, at this point, I just want to remind you."

"——[Many people are just trying to build a high tower, but few people ask why We are going to build this high tower?]" She looked at him with pure eyes: "I hope that on this road, I can let you remember the reason forever."

"Then, see you in the next world." ?" Su Mingan raised his cup.

"Okay, goodbye." Fia reached out and clinked glasses with him.

When the walls of the cup collide, the sound is crisp.

The liquid was shining like gold under the light, and when he drank it, he saw her eyes gleaming.

The clever, watery eyes glided across his face lightly. When looking at him, the corners of her lips naturally rose, and her smile was sly and agile like a noble cat.

She is no longer the girl who is indulging in the pain of domestic violence, a white girl, pulling his sleeves as if pulling for salvation, as long as he is gone, she will always be in the dark In the quagmire, can't struggle.

After experiencing a lot of scenery, she saw an extremely vast world.

She is rich and colorful now.

She is shining.

While looking at her who is like a diamond, Su Mingan only noticed something afterwards when she took a drink from the cup.

......This liquid, it seems, is not white water, but lemon wine.

He held up the wine glass, and then slowly put it down.

Next moment, all senses disappear in an instant.

Focusing on the desktop in front of him, he fell straight down, making a loud noise.

The person next to him watched this scene in amazement, watching the girl with brown curly hair, got up, and slowly put his hand on his shoulder.

In Minghui, this gesture means blessing.

"See you next world."

She smiled, retracted her hand, and turned around.

Outside the window, the heavy rain gradually stopped.

Above the sky, a piece of Qingming slowly blooms.

The darkness receded like a tide, and the splendid brilliance filled the whole street. The gods like the sky are pouring down a bright light path into the world.

The girl who walked out of the restaurant raised her head, her white cheeks bathed in a stable light curtain, and she seemed to be able to see the profound Universe Starry Sky.

The complicated loli walked slowly to her side, bowed, and saluted.

"Thank you for your help to Minghui." Hui Shuhang said softly, in a solemn tone, as if chanting a poem: "Miss Fia-bless you, no matter which world you are in, you will all It is the well-deserved [Future]."

Fia tilted her head, eyes shining like stars.

"I really want to thank me, let him have a good dream." She said: "I don't want to see him again, I will look like I can't wait to fall asleep and fainted."

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"Okay." Hui Shuhang nodded, and then suddenly said: "In addition..."

Fia looked at her.

"His Royal Highness's tune, can you..."

The stringed piano and music scores were stuffed into Hui Shuhang's hands.

"I can't take anything, leave it to you." Fia smiled: "Remember, who brought this future."

Hui Shu Hang looked at her, and then slowly nodded.

She looked at the music score in her hand, her eyes flashed with nostalgia, and her eyes gradually became red.

She closed her eyes and hugged the stringed piano very tightly, as if to get it into temperature, as if to melt it into the bones and blood.

"His Royal Highness..." She whispered softly, like missing someone who no longer exists.

(End of this chapter)