Chapter 349: Ancient Legend - Shushan
"Master, give me three sugar men."
And at this moment, someone called Yi Chun.
He looked up and saw a rather young girl.
However, her delicate features could not hide the intense fatigue on her face.
Considering the spirit of young people, this is obviously inappropriate.
But soon, the breeze accompanying her body told Yi Chun the answer.
There are traces of fatigue and exhaustion, between debauchery and greatness.
The latter, on the other hand, is given the title of "Mother".
It is also one of the few places in this vast mortal world where the light of miracles can shine.
It’s just that it is always quite heavy for ordinary things.
Soon, the four sugar men were made.
Yi Chun doesn't mind showing a little kindness to the lives he recognizes.
He is not a messenger of justice, but it is a pleasure to give a little help to light.
Compared to the chaotic and dark world, Yi Chun is more inclined to the beauty that shines in people's hearts.
As for filth and evil, that is their own business.
As a feral druid, Yi Chun certainly knows the importance of self-purification procedures in a complete ecological chain.
Compared with the forced interference of external forces, self-purification is the more important factor in maintaining the integrity of a harmonious ecosystem.
However, if external forces continue to interfere, the emergence of this self-purification element will be suppressed.
After all, even for the most basic ecological chain, forces will not be used to guard against threats that have not yet been resolved.
They will only develop in the direction of "how to quickly obtain external interference".
The same is true for the world, when one looks at the big picture from the small.
For many worlds, it does not give much preferential treatment to kindness, nor does it punish evil much.
The constraints on it lie in the regulation of social order and human laws.
But there are still people who believe in the concept of "rewarding good and punishing evil."
Belief is power.
The specific feedback to the material world is the ordinary things that are willing to practice this idea with their own destiny.
It can be described as tragic, or regrettable.
"Hey, why don't you give her one?"
"You didn't even send me off when I was taking care of your business."
"That girl isn't necessarily that pretty!"
After the stall owner next to him saw this, he ran over to chat with Yi Chun.
He doesn't necessarily covet the candy man.
It's just that there's not much business right now, so I want to find a topic to chat about.
He was a middle-aged man selling groceries. He had bought in a few miscellaneous items but had not sold them all yet.
After all the work in a month, I can barely make ends meet.
“Beauty and ugliness, old and young, are all temporary.”
"If she likes it, I'll give her one even if she's an octogenarian ."
"I don't even think of looking at her. Even if she's as beautiful as a fairy, don't even think of her."
Yi Chun raised the enamel cup, took a sip, smiled, then looked at the other person and said.
"Look at what you said..."
The middle-aged stall owner smacked his lips, trying to agree with the trend, but he had very little knowledge.
I wanted to say something naughty, but I had no idea what to say.
Finally, I can only make a summary:
"Like a storyteller... "
The middle-aged stall owner touched his round belly and said.
"So do you like me? Make one for me too, and I'll get you some good tea."
"See that hill over there? That's where one of my guys shot it by himself."
"You can make me a candy man, that's not a loss."
The middle-aged stall owner said so.
Apart from other factors, it is difficult to say whether there is much difference in value between a sugar man and a bag of homemade tea.
He was frustrated in his middle age, failed in college, and was defeated repeatedly in love.
After wasting some years, I returned to my hometown and set up a small stall, which helped me avoid starvation.
As for the future…
Yi Chun glanced at the other party's fate line and drank a sip of tea thoughtfully.
And at this moment, the sky suddenly darkened.
The weather in this mountain area is also unpredictable.
It may be so cold in the morning that one wants to light a fire, and so hot in the afternoon that one wants to stay in the air-conditioned room without coming out.
Some stall owners began to exclaim and prepared to close their stalls.
After all, if it rains, some goods will suffer heavy losses...
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"Abnormal plane fluctuations detected, the space-time copy: Ancient Shushan is being generated..."
"Warning: This instance is a plane-related instance. Units not belonging to this plane system will be severely suppressed!"
"Scarlet Warning: This instance is a level 15-20 space-time instance/high-level small- to medium-sized battlefield. Please choose carefully!"
Yi Chun looked at the sky that seemed to be so far away, and it seemed to be filled with dark thunder.
He had only encountered copies of this form a few times so far .
However, after thinking about it carefully, he began to understand a little.
This is not a real historical process, but a space-time mirror that remains in a certain time branch.
The difference from overlapping worlds is that it is not necessarily a complete world.
Instead, it is composed of many fragmented spaces or events with some kind of internal connection.
In terms of specific performance, it is more similar to the dream world.
Those kids had a lot of fun...
Yi Chun only looked at the name of the copy and his previous speculations, and he had an idea in his mind.
He had no intention of getting involved, but that world was a mirror image of time and space.
But the space it consists of still completely retains the ecological structure of that time.
Perhaps, he could find something in it that had become extinct in this world.
"It just so happens that there's only material left for one candy man, so I'll give you one."
Yi Chun came back to his senses and said to the middle-aged stall owner next to him.
As the sugar water flew, a shriveled sugar man appeared.
The middle-aged stall owner didn't mind and took a bite .
"Hiss...Brother, your sugar is burnt."
"Why do I feel a bitter taste in my mouth?"
After taking a bite, the middle-aged stall owner immediately covered his cheek and complained.
Malt sugar is sticky and he eats it with great enthusiasm.
It was obviously too late to spit it out now.
“Those who don’t care can’t taste the sweetness.”
Yi Chun laughed loudly and walked outside.
At this time, the sky outside was dark and foggy.
Soon, raindrops as big as beans began to fall.
"Why……"
The middle-aged stall owner wanted to hold Yi Chun back, but found that he disappeared in the blink of an eye.
When I looked back, there was no candy figurine stall anymore.
I saw that there was a telephone pole between him and the stall next door, and the words on the small advertisements pasted on it were a little blurred!
The middle-aged stall owner leaned on his goods. He looked at the candy figure in his hand that he had not yet finished eating, and felt a little sad.
"My heart rate was 105 during my last checkup. How come I have no heart now?"
The middle-aged stall owner ate the remaining candy figures and muttered to himself.
Perhaps, it was because of those bowls of jelly that I stayed in that happy summer with test papers flying around and white wine choking with my nose pinched...
"...wait for me to spur my horse, and escape the disaster a hundred miles away..."
He hummed an out-of-tune tune, sat among the goods, and looked at the people rushing around in the rain. For a moment, he seemed a little dazed...
