Chapter 49 Reunion after eighty years

Put on the earphones and click on the bad map navigation.

Although it is a little further south, eastern Guangdong is not much hotter than Junsha.

Moreover, the wind was riding very fast unreasonably, and the wind it stirred up was no longer whistling in the ears. The distance between the shades of trees on the roadside was very short, and they shuttled through the light and dark of the city.

The road here has many ups and downs, but he always maintained a stable and not slow speed.

"I was very angry at that time and didn't understand why he suddenly ignored me. Now I think it's probably because he was afraid."

The little fox sat in front of the basket, very light, with its legs outside the cart basket.

Cars and people sped away beside her.

This method was also a novel experience for her.

"I wanted to apologize to him. After much thought, I still felt that I should apologize. At that time, I really went too far."

"Lord Feng Wuli, do you think he will forgive me?"

"Or do you mean you don't remember me anymore? But I still want to apologize to him even if I don't remember."

Feng Wuli stretched out a hand, touched the little fox's head, rubbed it, and finally said: "Little fox... do you know how old I am?"

"How old is Master Feng Wuli? Master Feng Wuli looks very young, he should be only a hundred years old, right?"

"I am eighteen years old this year, and this is my eighteenth summer."

"How is that possible?" The little fox looked stunned.

"Monsters' concept of time is different from that of humans, but I am indeed only eighteen years old. However, even if I am only eighteen years old, it is already a symbol of adulthood in human society. If we talk about a period in the past, it means that I have become an adult.

The sign is probably the ability to have children for the first time. If it is a more ancient era, it is probably the time when you can hunt and hunt, and then you will soon enter aging. Aging means that as time goes by, the body's functions will become worse and worse, and finally

Within a few decades, you will die. Death means that your heart will no longer beat, and your mouth and nose will no longer exhale... I mean, uh..."

Feng Wuli didn't know how to explain this matter to the little fox.

This was not only a torment for her, but also for Feng Wuli, like a fire that was not strong but never extinguished and was being simmered carefully, so that he could not find a suitable point to get to the point after talking a lot.

"I mean, humans only have a lifespan of a few decades."

The little fox was stunned: "No, it's impossible. The sisters in the tribe will have the same life span as their husbands after marrying humans. Why do they choose a life that will wither in a few decades?"

"So your sisters never came back to Qingqiu, right?"

The little fox was distracted by Feng Wuli's gentle words.

That happened almost ninety years ago now;

That was the town eighty years ago in the little fox’s memory;

If that boy was really still alive at that time, he would be at least ninety years old now.

Can it still be found?

It's unclear whether that person is still alive. Perhaps he is no longer alive.

Humans and monsters may be like humans and cicadas.

"Lord Feng Wuli, what do you mean, he is already...dead?"

The little fox looked confused.

Feng Wuli couldn't bear it: "Let's go look for him and ask if we can find any of his descendants. There are not many people who have lived to be a hundred years old."

Seventy or eighty years is a human lifetime, but for the little fox, it seems to be only the length of thinking about one problem.

She finally figured it out and decided to apologize to the humans who caused trouble to her back then, but this wait was too long for a human.

They went to the old site of the Guangzhou-Kowloon Railway and discovered that it had now been turned into a park.

There is still a section of the train track from a hundred years ago here, which is covered with weeds, and a locomotive has been out of service decades ago.

The locomotive was covered with rust and moss, like the carcass of a dead giant beast. It was parked on the iron track cast a hundred years ago, as if it was imprisoned in the past and has been surviving until now. The entire locomotive is located under a ray of sunshine in the center of the park.

, flying dust in the light is like fireflies, and the wind of history passes through its windows and hits the door directly.

The little fox looked up and saw that he was fascinated.

There are mostly elderly people and children in the park.

Walking around the old entertainment facilities, there are very dated roadside deck chairs, and the floor tiles are also full of artistic flavor. There are also bronze-dyed statues and reliefs of revolutionary martyrs on the road.

There are also young men and women from other places, probably tourists here.

Feng Wuli and Little Fox walked through the park's corridors and pavilions, where several shirtless old men were playing chess.

There was an uncle who was a superb chess player, proficient in thirty-six ways of chess, but he regretted every move he made.

As expected, there was a quarrel.

They noticed a young man passing by them, glanced at him, and ignored him.

The old trees are low, the corridor is covered with flowers and grass, and the wind blows;

The little fox was fascinated by this locomotive for a long time.

Feng Wuli felt that this scene was like a reunion and a farewell.

"Do you remember that person's name?"

"His name is...Zhou Shui. I remember, his name is Zhou Shui."

"Are you sure he lives around here?"

"Well, the elder sister in the tribe said that she saw him living here."

"When did this happen?"

"It seems like sixty years ago."

Feng Wuli sighed, monsters' concept of time is very different from humans.

"I'm going to ask someone if they know someone named Zhou Shui. Just wait here."

The little fox just nodded blankly.

She watched Feng Wuli go over to the group of humans playing chess to ask questions. Those humans had loud voices and were deaf.

"Who? Young man, who are you talking about?"

"Zhou Shui! Uncle! Do you know a person named Zhou Shui?"

"What water?!"

"Zhou Shui! Zhou! He lives near here!"

"Hey! I don't know what you are talking about! Young man, you should speak loudly!"

"Young people are asking you if you know Zhou Shui!"

The little fox is waiting behind.

The park was very noisy, not only the shouting people there, but also the old man holding a radio and listening to a book, a few old sisters-in-law chatting and laughing, and the voices of human children running around.

She looked at them and realized for the first time that their lives only lasted a few decades.

Is he still alive?

She thought about this apology for eighty years, and finally got the chance to find him, but it turned out that humans can only live for a few decades.

Humans really are like garbage...

A little girl who was playing suddenly fell down in front of her. The little fox was startled: "Ah! Are you okay? Did you fall somewhere?"

She just wanted to go up to help him, but the other person had already climbed up and ran back completely ignoring her.

Her outstretched hand stopped in the air.

Look at the world quietly.

The noise around me turned out to be so far away from me.

She stood there for a long time, until someone suddenly called her from behind.

"Hey, little sister, the weather is so hot, why are you standing there alone?"

She immediately turned around, and behind her stood the 'young man' whose memory had faded.

She looked at him blankly, and saw the 'young man' was in a daze for a moment, then smiled.

"It's you, little fox... I'm really sorry for what happened back then."

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Things that cannot be written in the main text (most of the things that will appear unsmooth and have too many words in the main text can be deduced from the main text)

1: Monsters look at humans just like humans look at small animals. In fact, they all look the same. The way to distinguish them is to look at the spirit, which is the structure of the person’s spirit. The expression is the smell. At first, because the protagonist has

The shadow of Wang Xilou is all Wang Xilou's smell, so the little fox will mistake him for Wang Xilou. In other words, in the eyes of the little fox, the old man's Zhou Shui's "appearance" is nothing like that of eighty years ago.

The changes can be recognized at a glance.

2: Zhou Shui used to be a train conductor on the Guangzhou-Kowloon Railway, so the little fox’s sister would give the little fox a ticket, and the little fox would lose consciousness when he saw the locomotive because it was stained with that person’s smell.

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