Wuming was a little confused, as if he didn't understand what Song Yu meant.
"Looking at your hands, you should be a swordsman, and a left-handed swordsman." Song Yu copied Xie Nanshi's words.
Wuming thought for a while and suddenly realized: "It turns out that I am a swordsman!"
Before he finished speaking, Song Yu saw a long sword suddenly appear on Wuming's waist. It really appeared out of thin air, so Song Yu couldn't hide his surprised expression.
Wuming still had a faint smile and didn't find this scene strange at all: "What's wrong?"
Song Yu's eyes still fell on the sword and could not move away for a long time: "This sword..."
"I am a swordsman." Wuming said to Song Yu earnestly, "How can a swordsman not have a sword?"
"You're right." Song Yu frowned and pondered for a moment, thinking about the way the sword appeared just now...could he be able to add a personality to this nameless person at will?
Now that he had thought of this, Song Yu immediately opened his mouth and said tentatively: "You are a man in the world, and you should have a wine flask."
When Wuming heard this, he really thought about it for a while, then smiled and said, "I think you are wrong. Although I am a wanderer, I am still a law-abiding person. Drinking can mess up people's minds, and I have never touched it. But you
It reminds me that my world shouldn't be so lonely."
As soon as he finished speaking, out of thin air, the town that had been quiet just now suddenly became bustling with people. There was a constant flow of cars and horses on the street, and vendors on both sides were selling. Song Yu even recognized some familiar faces from inside, such as Sister Fang,
For example, Yun Lang, or Du Anchen in red in the distance.
What on earth is this! You can speak and speak so easily!
Judging from this man's reaction, he probably doesn't know about Qinghe Town. But he can make Qinghe Town reappear here out of thin air? This... this is simply ridiculous!
The next second, Song Yu saw a surprised look on Du Anchen's face. However, the other party seemed to be afraid, but he quickly disappeared and did not step forward to acknowledge Song Yu.
"Your heart is beating very fast, what's wrong?" Wuming asked calmly.
It's not that Wuming said that Song Yu didn't know that his heartbeat revealed his emotional changes. But fortunately, this man didn't seem to notice the source of his emotional changes. Song Yu also smiled and answered: "This is my impression.
It’s a very deep place, and it’s a bit exciting to revisit the old place.”
When the two looked at each other, they both had the same fake smile on their faces.
"That's it." Wuming nodded: "This is how you get excited, I understand. I learned." After saying that, he moved his eyes away and continued to look at the surrounding scene with interest.
Learned? What did you learn?
Song Yu frowned slightly and suppressed the feeling that something was wrong in his heart. Since the other party had not shown any intention to harm him so far, he decided to be bolder and touch the bottom line of this person's ability, and pointed to the corner of the street:
"I remember there should be a candied haws seller on the corner of the street."
Wuming asked with great interest: "Tanghulu? What is that?"
"The crimson hawthorns were wrapped with a thick layer of rock sugar, skewered with bamboo skewers, and inserted into the haystacks." Song Yu described it to Wuming in as much detail as possible.
As for Qinghe Town in reality... of course there is no such vendor. Of course vendors have to sell things like candied haws while walking in places where there are many children, so why would they stick to a specific street?
Wuming listened to Song Yu's words carefully, but finally shook his head: "No, there is no such person here."
Song Yu was stunned for a moment, but he didn't care: "Maybe I remembered it wrong, but that family always likes to hang a red cloth curtain in front of the window."
Wuming still shook his head: "No, there is no such family."
"The master of this household has just married his cousin, and he is very happy."
"No, there is no bride in this household."
…
After talking for a long time, Song Yu's mouth went dry and he felt like he was sweating. As for what kind of place Qinghe Town is, Wuming seemed to know better than Song Yu. Even when Wuming nodded, he recognized that there was indeed something somewhere.
Song Yu couldn't be happy when he was talking - because he always remembered after exiting that there seemed to be such a thing there.
We know that everything in front of us is an illusion, and this illusion will change according to Wuming's thoughts.
Song Yu fell into deep thought. He noticed the connection between the two, but couldn't think of a way to solve it for a while. At this time, Wuming was still holding him and happily walked around the town.
They walked all the way from the entrance of Qinghe Town to the Ping An Sifu Yamen. Wuming looked at the three words on the plaque and pondered again.
Song Yu faintly saw the red figure on the tile head. However, Du Anchen still looked fearful and had no intention of stepping forward.
Song Yu believed that Du Anchen was not so vigilant because of him, but only because of the person beside him.
What on earth is this "person" that grew out of a severed hand? Song Yu glanced at the two people's tightly connected hands... Forget it, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge.
But Du Anchen has already found this place, but what about Jie Nanshi? There is no reason for Xie Nanshi not to show up. Could he have encountered some trouble?
Song Yu tried his best to wink at Du Anchen, but in a moment, Du Anchen's figure disappeared. Song Yu didn't know if Du Anchen understood it. He was anxious in his heart when he heard Wuming ask: "What are you looking at?"
Song Yu quickly looked away and spoke nonsense: "Look at the weather, Qinghe Town is a town mainly based on agriculture, and everyone depends on the weather. I used to be the head of the local safety department, so I am used to it."
Wuming's eyebrows frowned slightly, and there seemed to be confusion in his expression: "The Safety Department is responsible for the infringement of strange beasts and ghosts, but it also has to take care of the farming season?"
"Ordinary security officers don't need it, but those in Qinghe Town do. The White Walkers here are not like ordinary White Walkers. If you want to kill them, you have to completely change the look of Qinghe Town." Who makes the biggest boss here?
He is an evil god. He achieves his goals by bewitching people's hearts. If he wants to destroy the opponent, does he have to change the beliefs of all the townspeople?
Thinking back to the hard work of knocking on doors and spending a lot of money, Song Yu also felt tired when he missed it... If he had known that there would be such expensive skills to upgrade in the future, he should have saved a little money in the beginning.
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Wuming seemed to be very curious about this matter. Seeing that Song Yu had no intention of continuing, he simply stopped walking forward and pulled him to stand in front of the Security Department.
What could Song Yu do? He couldn't fight again and again, but he didn't dare to say anything. He could only keep smiling and lead people into the backyard to make tea, and talk about all the things he did in Qinghe Town. But he only said that he was revitalizing agriculture and promoting science.
Breaking the superstition, it did not mention too many details about the evil god, let alone everything about Jie Nanshi.
After all, the person in front of me has an unknown origin and unknown species. If you talk too much and accidentally irritate or remind him, it will be more gain than loss.
Wuming listened extremely seriously, and his eyes were sparkling. After Song Yu finished speaking, he smiled and said, "So that's it. Fortunately, you were able to figure out the problem."
Song Yu was very good at climbing up the pole, and he accepted it as a compliment with a cheeky face: "Although I can't practice, I am still somewhat talented in reasoning. It's not a big problem to be Di Renjie." Otherwise, why wouldn't he even have the parrot he raised?
They are all named Yuan Fang, which is their destiny, although technically the parrot was raised by his maid.
Unexpectedly, Wuming shook his head: "But you are wrong."
Song Yu paused from pouring tea and raised his eyes to look at Wuming: "What's wrong? What do you know?"
"In Qinghe Town, there must be at least one person, a very key person." Wuming looked more like he was reminiscing than thinking about inferences. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and continued: "This
Human beings have provided protection and blessing for you who have no cultivation, otherwise even if you have the ability to decipher the mysteries, you will not be able to survive from the hands of the White Walkers."
The nameless voice became more and more determined as he spoke, and he looked at Song Yu with a smile on his face: "Otherwise, just the paper bride at Zhenkou could kill you. Do you think so?"
Although Song Yu's expression did not change, his heart suddenly sank. These were things that only those who had experienced it personally in Qinghe Town at that time would know, but the Wuming in front of him was able to say it right.
Song Yu pretended to take a sip of tea to calm himself down. Since he couldn't hide it, he stopped talking about it, his voice became colder, and even the questions became much sharper: "How did you know?"
"I just know, there's no need to know." Wuming's still free hand seemed to hold a wisp of breeze in the air, and then gently pressed it to his lips. He had an obviously not very pretty face, and his behavior was so...
But with indescribable wantonness and freedom: "There is indeed one person missing here."
Song Yu's still free hand gently and unconsciously clasped the table, and did not start the topic rashly. He found that no matter what he thought, Wuming would be blocked in place with his strange thinking and unable to move.
But it's okay to just wait. Just when Song Yu was thinking about starting a new topic, Du Anchen's figure suddenly appeared behind Wuming. She quietly shook her head at Song Yu and pointed her finger again.
It was nameless, and then disappeared without a trace again.
Song Yu really wanted to ask Du Anchen what he meant, but he also knew that Du Anchen was clearly afraid of the nameless person when he appeared several times. It was good to be able to make some gestures, but it was impossible to ask. After all, he himself had already physically fallen on the ground.
In Wuming's hands, his teammates can't be wiped out.
Song Yu did not ask a new question rashly, but asked casually: "Are you so sure?"
"Since I said that, it's natural." Wuming thought for a long time, suddenly realized, and his tone became more excited: "This person can't be me."