The sun sets, the moon hangs in the sky, and the stars are like naughty children, twinkling and teasing the world in the starry sky.

In the small courtyard, Ye Qinghan and Ye Qingyu sat side by side on the stone chairs leaning on each other, looking up at the starry sky, each thinking about their own thoughts.

Whew!

Ye Qinghan gasped from time to time, and his fingers rubbed against a bronze ring on his ring finger, extremely depressed.

After his afternoon of appraisal, this ring was finally thoroughly evaluated by him as a "three waste-free brand" ring without any magical function, no economic value, and no ornamental value. To put it simply, it's an ugly broken brass ring, a scrap that no one has inspected when it is thrown on the ground.

In the afternoon, after the ring fell to the ground and the golden dragon head was dropped, he expected it to be a fake. But he was not reconciled yet, and fantasized that there would be a miracle. So he carefully hung up the golden surface of the ring. got this bronze ring that looks very ordinary now,

The ring is made of bronze all over the body, black and linen, and there is no carving of any green dragon and fire phoenix or anything, but a big character "soul" is engraved. Ordinary rings are made with braille or something, which is very common.

But the night is cold and doesn't believe in fate, always thinking that a miracle will happen. In my previous life, I read a lot of online articles, and the artifacts and immortal weapons in them all looked very ordinary, and they needed special means to activate the recognition of the Lord or something.

So he took the simplest of ways to confess the Lord with blood.

So I endured the pain, cut my finger with a knife and dripped blood, but there was no fart reaction.

I gritted my teeth, afraid that there would not be enough blood, so I squeezed hard and continued to drip.

After dripping most of the bowl of blood, I finally had a reaction...... The ring is fine, he's in trouble - his mind is starting to get dizzy, he is top-heavy, his eyes are full of stars, it's clear ... Lost too much blood.

Okay! It's useless to drip blood, so let's change the method. So it was fire, it was smoke, and finally he ran to the hut and threatened to throw the ring down if he didn't show his spirit again.

After an afternoon of tossing around, the ring is still the same, but it's a little darker... It was roasted by fire. In desperation, Ye Qinghan finally gave up, given that this was the only thing left by his father, so he thought about it, didn't throw it away, he had nothing to wear, and it was a souvenir.

The first place on the list, the master father of the three powerhouses of the Emperor Realm, left him two "heavy treasures". One is a "semi-finished product", and it is not known whether there is a dangerous "semi-finished product". The other is a complete knockoff, shiny on the outside, but a bale of grass on the inside. That's why he was depressed for an afternoon.

......

"Brother, you said before that people will turn into stars in the sky after death, is this true?" Ye whispered and sat quietly, wearing a white dress, with a quiet and beautiful face, like a fairy who had fallen to the dust under the moonlight.

"It's almost ...... to turn into fart stars and mud"

Ye Qinghan was depressed at this time, and couldn't help muttering quietly. When he was bored when he was a child, he told his sister some mythological stories, but this simple sister still believed it.

But when he turned his head to look at his sister's eyes that were as black as black pearls, without any impurities. I felt that I couldn't bear to destroy the beautiful fantasy in her heart, so I tilted my head and said, "Uh...... I mean, the body turns into spring mud, the soul ascends to heaven and turns into stars, and people as good as our mother and father will definitely be able to turn into stars!"

"Well, it will be, a person as good as my father and mother will be able to turn into stars for eternity. If my father hadn't adopted me back then, Whispering wouldn't have known where I was going to be. My father left early, and my mother treated me like her own, raising me, loving me, and teaching me. Whispering means that you can't repay the kindness of the two elders even if you die, but unfortunately, if Whispering fails to repay the kindness, they will be gone......"

Night whispered as she spoke, her tone gradually choking. Bowing his head slightly, he brought his head close to the crook of his arm and wept softly.

The woman was indeed made of water, Ye Qinghan sighed in her heart, patted her on the back gently, and comforted: "Okay, the deceased is gone, don't you still have my brother!

"Yes!"

Ye whispered and nodded softly, looking at Ye Qinghan with stupid eyes. That tear-eyed and pitiful look touched the softest place in Ye Qinghan's heart. At this moment, Ye Qinghan felt that nothing was important, and even the oath he made in front of his mother's spirit was a little confused, he was considering, was his decision really correct? Not to mention anything else, he didn't have the slightest memory of the divine blood secret book left by his father.

He was thinking, if he had three long and two short, he was nothing, and he had already died once, his eyes were closed, his legs were kicked, and he drifted west. But what should my sister do? She is a mentally handicapped woman, with no martial arts and no means of survival. Living in this world of the jungle, living in this indifferent and cold-blooded night home, helpless, drifting with the flow...

"Alas......"

Ye Qinghan let out a long sigh, but his heart became more and more melancholy and dazed.

......

The next day, the wind was beautiful and cloudless.

Cangcheng, Niulan Street is full of people, busy with traffic, and very lively. On both sides of the street, all kinds of vendors engaged in business set up stalls and shouted at passers-by from time to time.

"Brother, hurry up, there's a lot of fun over there!"

A man and a woman walked at the intersection, the man was dressed in green clothes, his face was delicate, and he looked like a weak scholar, although the woman was young and slightly younger, but it was already like a budding lotus flower, and she had begun to show her beauty mold, and it was the brother and sister who came out to relax.

Night whispering took Ye Qinghan's hand, looked left and right on the street, like a bird that had been released from a cage for a long time, full of joy.

"Eh!" Ye Qinghan's face was calm and serene, as if he had forgotten all his troubles, just quietly accompanying his sister and wandering around.

My sister is very depressed and troubled when she sees him these days. So he made an excuse and said that he wanted to buy something, and pulled him out to go shopping, and he knew. I am also glad to have such a gentle and considerate sister in my heart, although my sister was checked, but since she was a child, she has followed her mother, close to Zhu Zhechi, Xingzi and her mother are the same, quiet, gentle, and caring.

There are so many books for sale!

Ye Qinghan stood next to a small stall, which was set up by a talented old man. The stalls are small, but there are many books on three floors. The old man was holding a book behind the bookstall and watching it with relish, and when he saw a guest coming to the door, he didn't say hello, but glanced at it and continued to look at his book.

"Geography of the Continent", "Overview of the Fu War", "Summary of the Three Jedi...... There are a variety of books, all kinds of types, and the eyes are spent. Although these books are available in the night family, they definitely don't have the opportunity to read them with the qualifications of the night light cold, and most of the books in my father's room are poetry and songs. So the night is very happy to watch.

"Brother, you choose here, buy a few copies if you like, I'll go over there and buy something." ”

The night next to him whispered, flipped through a few books at random, felt bored, and said to the night light cold, and walked forward, in front of which were a few female red rouge stalls, which was something that little girls liked.

Ye Qinghan turned his head to look, answered, and continued to watch.

"The Fu War, which arose three thousand years ago, is a divine parable promulgated by the City of God to quell the incessant war between the three governments. Once every 30 years, each of the three prefectures sends people to fight, and according to the points obtained by the fighters, they are assessed as superior, medium, and inferior. The upper and lower provinces enjoy the tribute of the middle and lower provinces every year. The accumulated points of the battlemen in the government war can be exchanged for the reward of the Divine City......"

Ye Qinghan picked up a copy of "Overview of the Mansion War" and read it with relish. In the past, he only knew about the battle of the government, but this book summarizes all the content and rules in it.

"Well, old man, I want these books, how much does it cost?" Ye Qinghan selected six books, looked up at the old man and asked.

"One copy of the five-crystal coin. The old man said coldly, but he didn't even raise his head.

Well, Ye Qinghan threw thirty crystal coins, and he didn't pay attention to the old man's unreasonableness. Wrap up the six books in a cloth bag and turn to leave.

"Let go of me, brother......"

Suddenly!

Just as Ye Qinghan turned around, a familiar voice came from a distance. The night was stunned for a moment, and he suddenly raised his head and opened his eyes wide, his eyes full of surprise... This is my sister's voice.

In the distance, Night Whisper's figure was faintly visible, and a white figure next to her actually grabbed her hand, and Night Whisper was struggling there, shouting loudly towards Night Whispering.

Shout!

Ye Qinghan put the book in his arms, but the man was like a mad leopard, and swept towards that side.