Chapter 637 Between the clouds and the rain, how many stories come and go
evening.
In Redstone Town, an unknown hotel.
In fact, seriously, as an originally extremely remote town, all the hotels in Redstone Town have no names. Only hotels belonging to mercenary groups such as Redstone and Wolf Teeth are called by the merchants behind them.
All other hotels are unknown.
Anyway, no matter whether the mercenary group or the vendors who run a hotel, they don’t care about this. The former does not expect to advertise or something, and the latter is just looking for an “old place”. Whether it has a name or not is the same.
Unknown hotel backyard.
Well, the backyard and the spacious courtyard are the characteristics of all the hotels here.
Aaron sat upright in front of the window, calming himself down while looking at the large rain curtain outside the window with a little blank look.
Concentrating and calming energy is the subconscious state of the magician most of the time. This state can be used to condense and nourish the spirit, and is also conducive to sensing and manipulating elements. Is it at a loss, but it is the psychological state that Aaron only has at this time.
I have heard of the rainy season here for a long time, but when the rainy season really came, facing the continuous rain, Aaron woke up again that this was a foreign land.
There is no such rain in my hometown. At least, it will not rain during this season.
Magicians are actually all aliens, and they are all aliens.
Even in your own hometown, it's the same.
Returning home is also a stranger.
Aaron remembered that when his teacher was alive, he had no idea when he heard this. Now, his understanding is getting deeper and deeper, deeper and deeper. Whenever this emotion arises, he feels a sense of coldness, a confusion, and even a kind of vicissitudes in his heart.
Even if he is still in his twenties this year.
To be more precise, twenty-one years old.
But Aaron knew that this feeling of "no home" was not unique to him. Otherwise, their small circle, the group of people who came to Hongshi Town from all directions, would not have such a good relationship. Everyone would not have been in contact with each other, and it would not take long for them to be like brothers and sisters.
True siblings, or rather, are not real, but imagined.
Aaron was born in the northern region, specifically, the empire was close to the northern border.
The family is a big family. A family that can occupy a part of the Northern Army Corps has been passed down through martial arts for generations.
But Aaron is not familiar with martial arts. He is a talent for magic.
It's nothing. It's even better.
No martial arts family rejects magicians, and no martial arts family does not expect that one of their children can become a magician.
So when Aaron was four years old and just showed a little magical talent, he was recruited as a disciple by a level nine magician recruited by his family and personally taught magic.
At that time, this made his parents sad and envious of the brothers and sisters in his family.
But some things have a good start, but they may not necessarily mean that the process is good and the ending is good.
As a child, Aaron didn't know that since he showed his magical talent, he was destined to take a different path than his brothers and sisters and even his uncles and elders.
If his brothers and sisters are grass, then he is flowers.
If his brothers and sisters are flowers, then he is grass.
Whether it is a flower or a grass does not matter, what is important is that he is different from them.
As a magic apprentice, Aaron did not show any good magic qualifications in the days that followed, and it can even be said to be quite bad. - the teacher told him many times that this is normal.
A magical child appeared in the martial arts family, which is extraordinary enough.
It is unrealistic to ask this magical son to be a magic genius.
Aaron slowly accepted this reality, or in other words, he had to accept it in the face of reality.
But his parents could not accept it, his family could not accept it, and his brothers and sisters of this generation could not accept it. - It was not that they could not accept it, but that they were psychologically unable to accept it.
Without it, reality and imagination are too far apart.
Parents, family, and even brothers and sisters all imagined that they would be quick, and they didn’t know how fast they were, but it should always be quick, and Aaron would become a magician, a majestic, glorious, and glorious magician.
But when a year has passed, three years has passed, five years has passed, ten years has passed, fifteen years has passed...
In a blink of an eye, the family members have achieved their own achievements, but Aaron was still a first-level little magic apprentice...
To be honest, no one can accept the family's whole family.
There is no cold words.
The whole family is not unreasonable. Moreover, magicians are completely different from warriors, and they do not have much qualifications to judge. Even if the clan elder meets him, he will often comfort and encourage him and finally tell him, don’t hurry, take it slowly.
But in general, in the end, attention is no longer there and care is no longer there.
Everyone is very polite.
So slowly, even though he was in the family, Aaron felt like a foreigner. Even though he was at home, Aaron found himself like a guest.
I don't know how many times, Aaron wanted to cry, but found that there was no love.
So, I couldn't even cry.
And when he was nineteen years old, the year before, after his teacher died of old age, Aaron felt that he was completely alone in the family.
From then on, Aaron had made up his mind to go out for a trip.
I don’t know where to go, I just want to avoid the family.
A few months later, news came from a town called Red Stone in the southern desert. Aaron had no idea at all, so he moved up and walked towards the south...
After I came here, I realized that there were really many people here.
More, it is a magician, a magician like him.
At that time, Aaron felt an unspeakable feeling in his heart, as if this was his hometown, his hometown that he had been away for a long time.
Aaron didn't know where this strange feeling came from, but soon he met many magicians. After this, soon after, he formed a small circle of eight people with seven other magicians.
Who proposed it at the beginning? I can't remember it clearly, I only remember it. Everyone was very excited, and they sorted out their teeth, and became brothers.
Big brother, second brother, third brother, fourth brother, fifth brother, sixth brother, seventh brother, starling brother.
He is a starling.
Of course, they all called him the eighth brother.
And the eldest brother is an old magician in his sixties.
After they became brothers, not long after, they were really as close as brothers. Aaron once again felt like home. This feeling made him cry.
But, after all, I still think of my family and my parents.
Especially at this dusk, when it rains heavily and is temporarily alone.
The parents and family that I had avoided before appeared in my heart again. In a blink of an eye, it has been a year since I left home. Will the parents think of him? The clan elders, uncles, and brothers and sisters think of him?
meeting?
Won't?
The sound of rain dripping and densely filled with rain continued to hit Aaron's heart, knocking on boundless feelings and memories, and knocking on a daze. After a while, a slight sound of footsteps penetrated into the rain.
Is there anyone walking so late?
Come to me?
Who is it? Which brother?
Aaron was surprised, but suddenly woke up. It was not a brother, because the suffocating elemental fluctuations had already spread to him.
The next moment, Aaron quickly came to the door and opened the door.
And at this moment, the person who came came to the door.
"Eric... Lord?" Aaron said a little surprised, then blushed and bowed helplessly.
It is actually very rude to call this master directly, but this really surprised him. How could Lord Eric come to him at this time? No, let alone this time, no matter when, this master should not come to him.
Instead, he should have visited this adult.
And it is limited to some rare special circumstances.
Generally speaking, he is not qualified to visit this old man.
"Why, why don't you invite me in and sit?" The old man in front of him said with a smile.
"Please, please, sir, please." Hearing this, Aaron turned around a little incoherently.
"Aaron, soon, Lord Fang Tian will talk about his practice. Are you interested in coming and listening?" Eric said directly without any greetings.
In fact, without any greetings, Aaron thought he was in a dream at this time. After hearing the old man’s words, Aaron even thought he had heard the myth. The next moment, Aaron heard himself stammeringly saying: “Master Fang Tian… tell, tell… practice?”
"Yes, how about it? Are you interested?"
In a daze, but really realized what was going on. His heart suddenly beated violently. Aaron felt his mouth dry, and then asked in an unusually dry and trembling manner: "Sir, can I go and listen?"
"Didn't I invite you here?" The old man opposite him still smiled gently.
Not long after Eric left, Aaron, who finally came to his senses, still felt weak all over, but his blood was boiling, "What did I say later? I said a few older brothers? And Lord Eric seemed to agree?"
"No, I have to tell the brothers this news as soon as possible!"
With this thought, Aaron couldn't stay for a long time, and almost immediately ran out of the room, disappearing into the vast twilight and rain...
Wolf Teeth Hotel.
Backyard, in a two-story room.
A magician in his forties and fifties stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, staring at the heavy rain outside the window, and also staring at the lights of thousands of families that were lit up.
It is noisy in the distance, but it is quiet in the near distance.
I don’t know how long it took, but almost subconsciously, the magician took out a small bamboo card from his pocket, flipped and rubbed it in his hand. Obviously, he had done this movement many times.
"Oh, Lord Fang Tian doesn't keep his word!" After a long time, the magician sighed softly and murmured to himself.
And at this moment, a warrior strode into the backyard and came in this direction...
The northern end of Yanhuang New City, Black Wind City.
Wismines, who just served as vice president of the Yanhuang City Salt Chamber of Commerce, is sending off the last batch of visitors today... Southern end of Yanhuang New City, Nanfeng Town... That night, there were too many people in the jurisdiction of Yanhuang New City, three cities and twenty-eight towns, and there were too many people, unbelievable, excited, sleepless... And many of these people, almost overnight, set off like the direction of Hongshi Town. And everyone waited anxiously together, the upcoming day. (To be continued, please search Piaotianyi, the novel is better and faster!