The stall owner held a small six-pointed star medal in his hands as if he was worshiping a god.
Looking at the imperial emblem on the medal, tears suddenly filled my eyes.
He has been wandering for many years without a place to stay.
"boom."
The stall owner prostrated on the ground and hit the ground with his forehead: "This time when I return to my hometown, I won't be a deserter. I will never let down the Third Master. Even if I die, my soul will return to my hometown!"
When the stall owner raised his head, Chu Yue's figure was no longer in front of him.
On the stall, there was an elixir and several gold coins.
The stall owner stretched out his hand tremblingly and picked up the elixir gold coin, tears streaming from his eyes.
He walked out suddenly, looked to the east, looked at Chu Yue's back, and shouted: "Third Master..."
The girl turned her back to him and did not look back. However, as she walked forward, she raised her hand and waved it lightly.
It seemed to be telling him.
knew.
The weather-beaten stall owner couldn't stop crying. He lowered his head and rolled up his trousers. What was exposed was not his legs, but a long piece of wood.
His legs had long been severed on the battlefield amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Even though he dedicated his life and youth to the war, he was still a deserter.
Even his father did not want to see him before he died.
Only Mr. Ye is willing to take him back to his homeland.
The stall owner wiped away his tears, put his trembling hands into his clothes.
From the hot chest, he took out a small flag.
On the flag, the word Shenwu is branded.
The flag in front of the stall shines brightly under the light of the Centennial Fairy Lake.
...
At this time, Chu Yue had already gone far.
But everything about Shenwu was in his mind.
The empire that was once full of war and smoke is now in peace and prosperity.
If the mother in the ice coffin saw this scene, would she feel relieved?
Chu Yue gently raised her fingertips and rubbed the evil ghost mask on her face.
She is only devoted to her mother because she was abandoned by her pregnant mother when she was young.
Wait until she gets through the darkness before returning home.
The mother knelt down and begged her, this evil spirit, to leave her home.
Under the mask, Chu Yue chuckled.
"Pillow, do you hate evil spirits?" Chu Yue asked.
"it's OK."
Chu Yue raised her eyes and looked at Ye Mohan in surprise.
Ye Mohan stared at her and asked, "Have you ever seen any evil spirits who hate their own kind?"
The moment she looked at the man, Chu Yue's eyes were filled with waves, and her heart was filled with turmoil.
Ye Mohan curled up his long fingers and tapped his evil ghost mask on his forehead, "Don't think too much. You are my lifelong wife, Xiaobao's mother, and the god of Chang'an. All the good things in the world should be closely related to you.
"
Chu Yue's eyes trembled slightly, and she held Ye Mohan's hand hard.
The two of them were walking on the long street.
The man looks evil and poisonous, and the girl wears a rather ferocious-looking mask.
Even so, it has the warmth of quiet time.
Not long after, out of the corner of his eye, Ye Mohan suddenly caught a glimpse of a pair of lovers standing in front of a candied haws stall.
A young man in a golden coat bought a bunch of candied haws for his beloved girl. The girl stood up on her tiptoes and kissed the boy on the cheek.
Ye Mohan's eyes were filled with dark color, and he immediately led Chu Yue to the stall.
The old lady selling candied haws on a stick looked at them with a kind face and a smile, "This young man is buying it for his beloved wife, how much do you want?"
"one."
Ye Mohan said calmly.
The old woman was about to take off a piece of candied haws. Unexpectedly, the man directly picked up the entire wooden frame filled with candied haws and dropped a few fine gems to the old woman.