Chapter 9: The Second Ability of Sky Mark (Part 1)
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Old Mali walked anxiously around the room. Although the room was not big, with only two bedrooms of more than ten square meters apart from the kitchen and bathroom. Although the whole house did not even have a hall, it was enough for Mali and his wife Mai
If they are satisfied, after all, they have left the slums. Here, they can watch TV and have money to buy some food that is not nutritional supplements.
The anxious mood has been brewing in the hearts of Mali and Mairuo for three months. According to normal circumstances, their only son should have come back. But three months have passed, but no news has come. The communication in Ningding City is extremely underdeveloped.
, almost isolated from the outside world. The money their benefactor gave them was only enough for basic living. They wanted to go to Zhongting City to find their son, but they couldn't afford the expensive fare. They could only wait, anxiously waiting.
Old Mali is fifty-seven years old this year, and Mai Ruo is also fifty-five years old. An old age that is rare in the normal society of the Galactic Alliance has appeared in them.
"Mali, I'm back." Mai Ruo's voice came along with the sound of the door opening.
Mali walked over anxiously, looked at his wife and said, "How is it?"
There was a trace of rare joy on Mai Ruo's face, "She agreed. The saint has agreed to help us find our son. She said she can find communication tools to contact Zhongting City. Maybe, I mean maybe, tomorrow we will
You can get news about your son."
Excitement also appeared on Mali's face, "Really? This is really great. The saint was given to us poor people by God. I will go to thank her tomorrow."
"Who is the saint?" The voice that Mali and Mai Ruo had been looking forward to rang in their ears. The two elders were shocked at the same time and looked at the door. Tianhen closed the door and looked at his old parents, his eyes couldn't help but moisten, "
Dad, Mom, I'm back."
Mai Ruo's tears flowed down uncontrollably. He walked to Tianhen in a few steps and looked at his son's neat uniform. His heart was finally able to let go, "Ahen, you are finally back. Do you know
You know how worried we are. Why did you come back so late? Do you want to worry us to death?"
Tianhen put his arms around his mother's shoulders and whispered: "Mom, I'm sorry, I delayed my return because of some things in the college. However, I have graduated and am an honors student." Tianhen knew that both his father and mother cherished it very much.
The opportunity for them to study at Zhongting Comprehensive College and their good grades always make them happy.
Sure enough, smiles suddenly appeared on the faces of Mali and Mai Ruo. Mali said: "It's good to come back, it's good to come back. You have had a hard time on the road, so hurry up and go into the house."
Mai Ruo took out the juice that he had been reluctant to drink from a small refrigerator and handed it to his son, "You won't leave when you come back this time. Mom is really not used to living without you."
Mali's anxiety has long since disappeared, and he laughed and said: "Honey, you are just saying stupid things. Ahen finally graduated, and naturally he has to go to work in a big city. We can also enjoy the happiness with him and get rid of it completely.
It’s a slum.”
Looking at his mother's somewhat disappointed eyes, Tian Hen hurriedly said: "Mom, don't worry, even if you have to leave, I will stay with you for a few more days. Why don't you listen to me and practice more cosmic energy? You and your father are white.
I have more hair."
Mai Ruo's eyes regained some sparkle, "Silly boy, your dad and I are already old. We just want to watch you grow up day by day. As for the cosmic energy, we have all practiced it, but we couldn't do it well. Later, we simply
So I gave up. Did you come back by public transport? How many transfer stations do you have to go through to get back to us from Zhongting City?"
Tian Hen was stunned. He was very surprised when the terms "public carriage" and "transfer station" came from his mother's mouth. How could his mother know about these things that did not belong to Ningding City? Did he say it before? But every time
The time we came back was very short. Although we talked about some outside things, my parents were not very interested in them.
"Mom? How did you know there was a public flying car?" He asked the doubt in his heart.
Mai Ruo said with some pride: "Of course I know, and your dad also knows. Not only that, we are no longer the poor people who knew nothing before, and we also know a lot about the outside world."
Tianhen seemed to understand something and smiled: "It must be Teacher Damon who told you."
Mali said: "No, the benefactor didn't say this. The one who taught us this is the saint. Tomorrow you go with me to see her and thank some people. Originally, I asked your mother to ask her for help today." Since Da
Due to his help to Tianhen's family, Mali and Mairuo have always insisted on calling him their benefactor.
"Saint?" Tianhen heard this title for the second time, "Where did the saint come from?"
Mai Ruo sighed and said: "The saint came to Ningding City not long after you left last time. God has not abandoned us poor people, so she came. She taught us a lot of knowledge that we didn't know before, free of charge
As a teacher for us, the people in the slums already treat her like a fairy from ancient legends."
Teach? Teacher? Tian Hen had some questions in his mind. Did this "saint girl" think the same as him? But she did what she couldn't do. How difficult is it to teach the poor people who are like a blank sheet of paper? Tian Hen could
Just imagine.
"Dad, are you saying that this saintly teacher has taught you a lot? But why does she do this?"
Mali said with some dissatisfaction: "There is no reason. The saint is just here to help us. She does not take any revenge, and we poor people have nothing worthy of her scheming. Her teachings are simple and easy to understand. Maybe those are all in your eyes."
It is the most basic, but we are very interested in learning it. The saint taught us many things. She told us that the poor are not useless. We, like ordinary people, can all have our own world. She will introduce new things to us.
One by one she has been brought to us, and we want to thank her and praise her for everything she has done. Do you still remember the slums of the past? At that time, everyone was living lifelessly, and many people were even looking forward to death.
But since the Holy Lady arrived here, no one has gone crazy or committed suicide among the poor. Every day when the Holy Lady lectures to us, it is our happiest time. With expectations every day, our lives are no longer so
boring."
Tian Hen was stunned. In just one year, the slums had changed so much. Desire arose in his heart. He really wanted to see this saint, and wanted to see why she had such strong magic power that could change the poor people.
What she brought to the poor was not only hope for life and vision for the future, but even faith!
Mai Ruo glared at her husband with some blame, "My son has just come back. Why don't you let him rest for a while? Why are you talking so much? Speaking of which, our Ahen also walked out of the slums. Maybe the saint is still here
They will take a fancy to Ah Hen, after all, our Ah Hen is so outstanding."
Tianhen looked at his mother and asked: "Mom, is this saint young?"
Mai Ruo nodded and said: "Of course, she is about the same age as you and she is very beautiful. Tomorrow you must go with your father to see the saint. You also know a lot of things outside, maybe you can be the same as the saint.
We have a common language.”
Tianhen couldn't help but secretly smile bitterly when he saw his mother trying to mediate for him, but his curiosity about the "saint" became even stronger.
At night, Tian Hen was meditating on the cosmic energy in his room. Now that he was back, he wanted to find the two streams of cold and cool air as soon as possible. Although he had a certain understanding of supernatural powers, it was not deep enough.
He didn't want the abilities he had gained to disappear so easily.
The gentle cosmic air was running normally in the body. Tian Hen concentrated all his energy on his brain and searched carefully. Perhaps after hearing his call, the cool air appeared, and his mind suddenly became clear, as if
Every nerve seemed to be nourished by the cool air flow. He breathed a sigh of relief, and Tian Hen carefully guided the cool air flow to follow the cosmic air, but a strange scene appeared.
A violent feeling spread throughout his body instantly. Tianhen suddenly felt that he was so eager for killing. All the negative emotions burst out instantly, eroding his heart. The coldness came into his body along with the clear flow.
Qidian's popular author Tang Jiasanshao and Wu Wu, a Xiaosan and a Xiaowu, form Qidian's "Sanwu Cigarette Group". We solemnly recommend Xiaowu's masterpiece "The Supreme Scoundrel". Brothers working together, their strength is as strong as gold! From now on, they will be produced under the "Sanwu Cigarette Group"
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