Xue Cheng stepped onto the Longmen Bridge, as if he was talking to himself, and also as if he was introducing to aliens: "This is the Longmen. I wonder if the little fish in the river will be born if they jump over this bridge?"

The alien man turned his head down and looked at the bridge hole of the stone arch bridge and said, "Even if he doesn't become a dragon, he will become a spirit. Wait for me." As he said that, he climbed over the bridge railing.

"Hey, don't..." Xue Cheng thought he was abandoned by his wife, and couldn't help thinking. When he saw the river water and wanted to jump into the river to commit suicide, he hurriedly pulled him, but he was still one step late. He grabbed the empty hand and hurriedly held the railing and looked down, but saw his figure flash into a small bridge hole on the shoulder of the stone bridge.

It would be better if you didn’t jump into the river, Xue Cheng took a breath. The alien’s thinking was indeed strange. Why did you get into the bridge hole as you walked?

Xue Cheng leaned against the bridge railing and looked up at the vast sky and sparse stars.

"Do you bring something like a knife?" The alien's voice came from under the bridge.

Not to mention, under the quiet starry sky at night, hearing his voice is like listening to the sound of nature. His voice sounds very nice. It speaks more Chinese than Chinese, and it is so full of beauty.

Xue Cheng took out his fruit knife from his bag and handed it under the bridge railing. The alien reached out to catch the knife and retracted into the bridge hole.

How could aliens have slender and fair fingers? Xue Cheng once again doubted the facts he had seen with his own eyes.

The sound of metal carving stones coming from under the bridge. Could it be that aliens drilled into the bridge hole to cut stones? Except for the occasional whistling cars with high beams on, the night was too quiet. The sound of carving stones was like a tomb robber.

About a quarter of an hour, the sound of "tomb robbers" ended, and aliens emerged from the bridge hole, climbed over the railing, and returned to the bridge. They held a dirty stone in one hand and a knife broken into two pieces in the other.

"It's broken." He held the knife in front of her.

Finally it was broken, this is fate. This knife was given by my boyfriend when I was in college. Twenty years have passed. Although the sea has not yet appeared, my boyfriend has become an ex-husband. The knife finally broke, and the last thing he left her was broken.

Xue Cheng was stunned by memories. The aliens stopped seeing her talking or picked up the knife. Thinking she was angry, he said, "This... I'm very sorry, I will repair it for you."

His voice interrupted Xue Cheng's stagnation.

"Just a fruit knife. If it breaks, it will break. Just throw it away." Xue Cheng turned around and walked forward.

The aliens followed: "This knife is very important to you. I'll make it better to compensate you, right?"

"No need." Although this fruit knife is inconspicuous, it is also made of steel. Without machinery and industrial means, how can he repair it? Moreover, he is a penniless alien and has no money to buy it.

"I'm serious," he raised the stone in his hand and swayed. "I dug a piece of white shadow, which is a good refining material, enough to make a knife."

Refining materials? Or an alien from the fairy world?

Xue Cheng felt like a dream for a moment. Could it be that he was too busy recently, his physical condition was not good, and he had hallucinations?

Walking through Longmen Bridge and turning left, Xue Cheng had already crossed the road and turned over. The aliens were walking behind, still crossing the road. A car drove on the bridge and honked his horn, obviously disliked the aliens blocking his way.

When Xue Cheng turned around, others could see aliens, so it was definitely not her illusion.

Walking west along the north bank of Huaihe River, the wind blowing from the river surface became even colder. Xue Cheng hugged his arm, and aliens covered their windbreakers.

"Aren't cultivators invading the cold and heat? Do you still feel cold?" Xue Cheng asked with his head turned around.

"I am... a mortal." The alien held a stone in one hand and a broken knife in the other.

"Can mortals still refine weapons?" Xue Cheng simply got nervous and followed the aliens to make trouble. She lived seriously and lived upward for decades every day. In this situation, what else can she worry about?

The alien said sadly: "Our tribe is quite special. Although they are mortals, they can refine weapons."

Bloodline is a very important condition in cultivation novels. Xue Cheng sneered. He was already in such a forty years. God was still joking with her. Could it be that she wouldn't let her go crazy? Or was this world so crazy?

Xue Cheng shook his dizzy head: "Okay, let's go. Whether you are an alien or a homeless person, I will take you in for one night first. If you want to make a living in the future, or return to your planet, I will talk about it tomorrow."

The aliens stopped talking and followed Xue Cheng silently.

After walking about a thousand meters along the river, I arrived at Xuecheng's residence.

This is an ordinary farmyard in the suburbs of the city. It is not small in size, about one acre, but the house is very old. This is not Xuecheng's house. The owner of this house is an old lady in her seventies. A few years ago, Xuecheng worked as a nanny for the old lady for a period of time. Later, the old lady's son took the old lady to live abroad. Before leaving, the old lady handed over the house to Xuecheng for help.

Xue Cheng took out the key and opened the door, letting the aliens go in first, and she went in and locked the door and walked towards the yard.

In the huge yard, Xuecheng naturally did not let it stay in waste. Not only did it grow some vegetables, but also grain crops such as corn. A small piece of chicken net was also circled in the southwest of the yard, and a few chickens were fed.

Xue Cheng first led the alien into the house's old lady's son's room, found a few pieces of clothes from the old lady's son for him to wear, cleaned up a little, and let him sleep in this room tonight.

After arranging the aliens, Xue Cheng went to the kitchen to boil water and prepare to wash. She was so tired that she was physically and mentally exhausted, and her bones were about to fall apart. She often wanted to fall asleep without washing, but her habits for decades were really deeply rooted.

At the age of forty, the watershed of life, and the physical strength is getting worse. Looking back at the time when I was in my twenties, I didn’t feel tired even if I didn’t get off the operating table for more than 30 hours in a row, and each operation was perfectly successful.

Back then, hum!

Xue Cheng laughed bitterly, and the past was gone, and the flowers bloomed again, and no one was young again.

The cold air blew through her thin clothes, and life was really like this, lonely and desolate.

Sometimes she would think, if she could really be like a novel, it would be great if she could go back and travel again, and she could do her best to make up for all her regrets, but reality always had a pot of cold water that could never be finished, making people shine and cool.

The next day, Xue Cheng was awakened by the chirping chickens in the chicken pen as usual.

Opening his eyes, returning to reality, stretching his body, rubbing his sore cervical vertebra, and hammering his sleepy spine a few times, Xue Cheng forced himself to get up from the bed.

Without washing my face, I went to feed the chickens in my slippers and took the eggs I laid yesterday.

These seven chickens were picked up from a garbage dump in a community last winter. At that time, they were still little chickens, dyed green, yellow and red, and were discarded by the children of rich families who were dying.

After Xue Cheng picked them up, he put them in a cardboard box, kept them by the stove, fed them water and millet, and survived and grew into a rooster and six hens.

The poor Xue Cheng had no money to buy food for them, so he could only get up early every day on his way to work, and pick up the food thrown away by the other party to feed them. They also laid eggs from time to time.

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