Chapter 8443: Thousand-year darkroom, one light makes it bright
My father accidentally fell down while working yesterday and hit his head. He was bleeding and almost died. He was so frightened that he thought of "Shopkeeper Ye" from Maple Leaf Drug Store and knocked on the door desperately.
Shopkeeper Ye really came to the rescue and only charged a little money for the medicine.
But those expensive medicines were really expensive. After asking about it, the young man realized that even if he were sold as a slave, he would not be able to afford one-tenth of the price of the medicines.
The kindness you receive from others should be repaid with a spring of water!
The strong-natured boy had nothing to repay, so he could only buy a bowl of chicken soup wontons to express his gratitude.
The next moment, the young man felt that his hands were empty and the chicken soup wonton bowl was taken away.
He suddenly showed a hint of gratitude and surprise.
Shopkeeper Ye had already picked up the bowl of chicken soup wontons and took a bite. A faint smile of satisfaction appeared on his pale face.
Then, he pointed to the small medicine stove in the corner and said: "Ah Cheng, the medicine has been boiled. Take this bowl back and give it to your father to drink. If you have a good rest for a while, you will be back to normal."
As soon as these words came out, the young man was extremely excited and was about to kowtow!
"It doesn't have to be like this."
"Just take good care of your dad."
"and……"
"You've already paid."
Shopkeeper Ye smiled lightly, raised the chicken soup wontons in his hand, and spoke like this.
The young man suddenly had tears in his eyes. He no longer knelt down, but bowed deeply to Shopkeeper Ye, and then carefully held the small medicine stove and left the medicine shop.
Shopkeeper Ye watched the young man leave, smiled faintly, sat down on the stool, and then slowly held the bowl of chicken soup wontons.
He knew that this young man seemed gentle and free-spirited, but in fact he had a strong nature and did not want to owe others friendship in vain, so he accepted a small amount of money as a token yesterday. But for the young man, he still couldn't sleep at night, feeling that he owed
too much.
This bowl of chicken soup wontons was obtained by a young man who worked hard to help others wash clothes for most of the night, and his hands turned red from the cold.
Otherwise, how could the boy afford this bowl of chicken soup wontons?
He has never eaten even once in his whole life.
In the eyes of young people, this is the best reward.
Because the boy thinks that chicken soup wontons are the most delicious thing in the world!
Shopkeeper Ye chose to accept it.
He did not refuse and asked the boy to go back with the chicken soup wontons for his father to eat, or to eat by himself.
Because Shopkeeper Ye understands that young people are naturally strong-willed. If he doesn't want this bowl of chicken soup wontons, the young man will always remember it. Over time, it will become a burden in his heart, and even, as time goes by, it may slowly turn into an obsession.
So, he accepted the bowl of chicken soup wontons.
Just to make the young man feel better and feel at ease.
Leaning on the chair, Shopkeeper Ye slowly ate the steaming bowl of wontons in chicken soup one bite at a time.
Put down the empty bowl.
Shopkeeper Ye looked calmly outside the medicine shop, seemingly looking at the entire Dengming City, his eyes became deep, and then he murmured to himself.
"Dengming City, Dengming City..."
"A thousand-year-old darkroom can be illuminated by just one light."
"Who would have thought..."
"A hundred thousand years ago, in this ordinary city of lanterns, there once walked out an amazing and talented man who successfully set foot on the 'Seven Steps of Saint King'!"
Shopkeeper Ye.
Of course it was Ye Wuque.
Two months ago, he came to this Dengming City quietly, opened a "Maple Leaf Pharmacy" on Qingfeng Street, and became the shopkeeper Ye.
What sent him here was the "Supreme Arrow" from Ancestor Tianling.
The period of leaving from the ancient "tributary of the long river of time and space" lasted for nearly half a month!
In half a month, at the speed of the "Supreme Arrow", how far can it cover?
Ye Wuque didn't know at all.
He only knew that after the Supreme Arrow disappeared, he came to the city of lanterns.
As for where exactly "Dengming City" belongs? Is there a broader realm outside? A big realm?
He didn't care and wasn't curious.
The only thing that is certain is that I have returned to my own "present timeline", which is no longer the past or the future.
Knowing this is enough.
Because Ye Wuque knew that according to what Patriarch Tianling said before, the "Supreme Arrow" would not send him to this ordinary and strange city for no reason.
Therefore, in the first few days after arriving, he searched the entire Dengming City, not sparing every corner.
But in the end, it was discovered that this city of lights is really ordinary. Although there are cultivating beings here, the ones with the highest level are just "ordinary gods".
Ye Wuque, who searched to no avail, was not in a hurry, but became more and more patient.
He no longer persisted in finding the so-called answer as quickly as possible, but began to carefully search for the history of his "Lighting City".
When you can't glimpse the past from people, flowers, trees, walls and bricks may tell you the answer.
Finally, Ye Wuque gained something.
He found out a little about the past history of "Dengming City" and understood the reason for the rather strange name of "Dengming City".
Just because of one sentence...
Thousands of years of hints, one light will illuminate!
This sentence came from a young creature who walked out of this house more than ten years ago.
At that time, this city was not called Dengming City.
It was only after that young man who was born and raised here came out and became famous that these words were spread, and the city was renamed...Dengming City.
Seven-Step Saint King!
Once it is spread out, it is enough to shock countless creatures, reach far and wide, and create amazing achievements in countless great worlds!
On the road to the Saint King, we have reached the seventh step.
Hundreds of thousands of years ago.
Dengming City was once very popular and extremely prosperous, all because of this seven-step saint king.
But no matter how glorious the history is, it will be slowly submerged by time.
The years have changed, and the sea has changed.
Tens of thousands of years later.
Dengming City is still called Dengming City, but it has long lost its former splendor and splendor. Now it has become an ordinary city, even for mortals to live in.
What happened in the meantime?
Why is this happening?
Where did that young evil creature, the Seven-Step Saint King, who walked out of the "Lighting City" go?
Nothing!
After Ye Wuque checked here, there was nothing, as if it had stopped suddenly.
Only the saying "a thousand years of darkroom can make light come out with just one light" has been passed down.
But!
But Ye Wuque can be sure of one thing clearly...
This piece of history about the "Seven-Step Sage King" seems to have been artificially interfered with or even erased!
Even the name of this "Seven-step Saint King" has not been passed down.
Ye Wuque was not surprised but happy about this.
He is not afraid of ghosts, but is afraid of their natural disappearance.
so.
There is a Maple Leaf Pharmacy on Qingfeng Street.
In the drug store, there is an additional shopkeeper Ye.
No one can know how excited and expectant Ye Wuque was after he learned about the real hometown of a "Seven-Step Sage King" and even took that step in this "Lighting City"!
"This 'Lighting City' may hide some big secret that has been buried for tens of thousands of years..."
"The big secret related to the 'Seven-step Saint King'..."
Ye Wuque looked out into the distance, his eyes filled with depth.
Immediately, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he looked towards the most prosperous center of Dengming City, with a faint smile on his lips.
"Calculating the time, those local snakes should have discovered the 'handwriting' I left there..."