The five strong men struggled to separate the crowd, and Li Ge held Bi Lian to protect Zi Zhen. 1 - Countless pairs of arms protrude from the pile in all directions. Like a drowning man in the waves when the flood comes. They shouted with their mouths open. Silent picture.

Step by step, Childe slowly retreated, like a tornado rolling in front of him in a dream, constantly inhaling living beings. Powerless. Suddenly burrowed into the alley beside him.

Running in the endless grassland, running on the wild road with small bridges and flowing water, it is all free and free. Between the blue-gray brick walls and alleys, the picture is generally the same. It's like in a dream.

Childe was anxious for a while, and he was as ethereal as if he was meditating, and his original intention had been forgotten. So, when he stopped and gasped and looked at the narrow alley that had always been the same, it was like a world away.

Childe paused.

The narrow alley in front of you is a dead end with no path. At the end of the alley sat a ragged beggar. Unkempt, dirty. Thin clothes, tattered, bare feet frozen bruises, boils all over the body, foul smell. He holds a bamboo pole in his left armpit, and a broken bowl in his right hand.

The place where Childe stopped was quite far away from him. But he slowly approached him.

The beggar lowered his head and trembled, as if nothing in heaven and earth could be related to him.

In Childe's arms, he was carrying half a piece of hot and crispy baked cake. Now the pancake was in his hand. It was also wrapped in clean straw paper with a few dots of oil. The heart that had just been pasted with the hot baked cake was still hot and warm, and it was beating wildly because it was over running.

The wild jump did not seem to be caused by the running of the outer suke, but rather seemed to be excited from the heart, as if the long-sought puzzle was about to be uncovered in front of him, as if the pulse was speeding up with a premonition. It's as if a friend you've been missing for a long time suddenly appears in your eyes at an unexpected time and place, and you're approaching him.

Or maybe Childe had never been thrilled by the close contact with a beggar in such an uninhabited corner.

Childe stood in front of the beggar. Slowly put the pancake in your hand into the broken bowl that is almost half broken. Slam the beating.

The divine doctor had already chased after him, stopped at the entrance of the alley, and shouted urgently: "White!"

"Childe!"

The worries are palpable.

Childe was still there. Facing the handsome young man in front of him. This young man has a purple robe and a bun, a pearl and gold belt, a compilation of Qi Xuan, Qi Huang as a ribbon, a waist hanging Qu Qiong, a coral hanging on his back, and a neck wearing Yingluo. Snow skin and lacquered hair, gorgeous and elegant, with a golden hairpin on his head, and a dusty hand in his hand. Foot on lotus, gilded throughout. The smiling ones also looked at the sea.

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Canghai listened to the call, and looked back in a daze, the eight people had not yet run into the alley. And he and this young man seem to have been facing each other for a thousand years. turned his face to look at the young man again, but suddenly there was a white-robed Taoist in front of him, with a childish face, holding Tai Chi in his hand, and looking at him with a smile. Canghai raised his eyebrows, and suddenly saw that the golden light behind this long path seemed to be a world realm.

Among them, the pavilions and pavilions, the tender grass and flowers are endless, and there are children and beasts coming and going. The jade bridge, under the goldfish dragon, on the phoenix Feiluan exhibition, that Yaotai, near the Xuanhe white deer, far away Danlin ape. The palace is made of glass, Langyuan Changhong is a frame, the food is nothing more than treasures, and the drink is all Qiong syrup and jade brew, and all you want is immortality.

Canghai's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he blinked his eyes lightly.