Ye Fan believes that in the next few days, there will be no peace here, there will probably be wars again and again, more Donghuang sects will arrive here, and the entire ruins will boil with the demon emperor's tomb.
Looking back from a distance, one can still see the bloody light rising into the sky in the direction of the ruins, and divine rainbows striking vertically and horizontally.
"Whether the Desolate Tower is in the Yin Tomb or not, it has nothing to do with me..." Ye Fan is very satisfied. Now he needs to find a peaceful place to calm down and practice.
The strange beasts and birds that gathered at the edge of the ruins had long since dispersed. Ye Fan walked out and did not see any ferocious birds or beasts.
At this moment, there are stars, the moon is high, and night has already fallen.
Ye Fan passed by Lingxu Cave without any hesitation and strode away. It was time to leave. Although he got some broken Buddhist artifacts from Da Leiyin Temple and left them there, he did not plan to go back to get them, in case he encountered them
Elder Han is in big trouble.
The most important Bodhisattva was always with him. Even if he temporarily lost those broken Buddhist instruments, he did not feel it was a pity. After all, life was the most important thing.
Ye Fan was very fast, wearing the stars and the moon, and rushed out of the mountain range overnight. The place of right and wrong behind him became farther and farther away, but his heart did not really let go.
Three days later, Ye Fan appeared two thousand miles away. Along the way, he slept in the open air and sneaked cautiously. He almost never entered a town and always walked in the wilderness. Only then did he let out a sigh of relief and gradually calmed down.
Come down.
It was already late at night, the clouds covered the stars and the moon, and it was extremely dark. There were lights ahead, and a small town was in sight. Ye Fan felt that he had reached a safe area and there was no need to escape. He strode forward.
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When I got closer, I found that this place can only be regarded as a small town. At this moment, most people have fallen asleep and only a few lights are still shining.
Ye Fan walked into the town, walked around a lot, and finally found a small shop in a remote corner that was not closed yet.
This is really a very small restaurant, with only seven or eight tables in it. The tables and chairs are old at first glance, and they are all shiny, looking antique and very clean.
"If you have anything to eat, old man, hurry up and get some."
The shopkeeper is an old man with gray hair. Time has long left traces on his face, which is full of wrinkles and looks weathered. His clothes have been patched a lot, and his life does not seem to be very good.
The old man was somewhat surprised to see an eleven or twelve-year-old boy walking around alone so late at night, but he still responded with a kind smile: "Only half a roast chicken, half a plate of beef, and some steamed buns."
"Okay, bring them all up."
"Then wait a moment, and I'll heat it up for you." The restaurant is too small, and the old man's living conditions are not very good. He is not only the shopkeeper, but also a waiter and a chef.
Not long after, the fragrant roast chicken and more than half a plate of soy sauce beef were brought up, and Ye Fan's mouth almost watered. For more than a year, he and Pang Bo have been vegetarian all day long, and there is almost no meat in Lingxu Cave.
, the simple food in front of him made his stomach growl unsatisfactorily.
He quickly took the bowl and chopsticks, bit into the snow-white steamed buns, tore off a chicken leg, and started to devour it. At this moment, he felt that the most delicious food in the world was nothing more than this.
He eats comfortably.
"Don't be anxious, eat slowly, drink the soup to moisten your stomach, and don't choke." The old man brought a bowl of hot soup and reminded him kindly.
"Thank you, uncle, your cooking skills make my appetite growl with admiration." Ye Fan said inarticulately while stuffing food into his mouth.
Seeing that Ye Fan was not dressed like a child from a poor family, but he was eating so voraciously at this moment, the old man was somewhat surprised. He rolled up his patched sleeves, picked up a touch cloth, and wiped the already clean table next to him.
He stood up on the chair, smiled and shook his head and said: "You are too hungry. No matter what you eat now, it will taste very sweet."
"Grandpa, why haven't you closed the door yet..."
At this moment, a five or six-year-old girl came out of the back room. Her clothes were also patched. She was dressed very plainly and simply. She had two braids. She was very cute and had a red face.
red apple.
"You go to bed first, we'll be closing soon."
The little girl looked at the food on the table, her big eyes unable to look away. She swallowed quietly, nodded subconsciously, and agreed: "Oh."
Not long after, Ye Fan had cleared away the food on the table, stood up and said, "Okay, old man, get ready to close up." As he said that, he took it into his arms, but he felt a little embarrassed. He forgot.
There were no coins or gold or silver utensils at all, so I couldn't pay the bill.
"Brother, are you having trouble with your money?" The old man was experienced in the world and could see his embarrassment at a glance.
"Well...I really didn't bring any money."
"Ah, there are bad guys again." The little girl next to her opened her eyes wide and was about to cry. She stared at Ye Fan and said: "You are so bad. You come here all day long to eat for free. You know how to bully me and grandpa. We can hardly afford it ourselves."
It’s time to eat…”
At this point, she looked at the chicken bones on the table, her big eyes suddenly turned red, and said: "Grandpa said that if no guests come, he will give me a chicken leg to eat... It turns out that you are a freeloader and you are here to bully us.
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The five or six-year-old girl curled her lips, her long eyelashes trembled, and tears immediately rolled down her face. Her red face was covered with tears, and she kept wiping her tears with her patched sleeves.
It is obvious that their living conditions are not very good and they often encounter bullying.
"Little sister, don't cry..." Ye Fan was really embarrassed and ashamed. It seemed that it was not easy for the old and the young, and their lives were already in trouble.
"It's okay, brother, you don't have to blame yourself. I can see that you are different from those scoundrels. You are not a freeloader. You must have really forgotten to bring money." The wrinkled old man pulled the little girl aside and said: "
Don't cry, grandpa left you a piece of chicken and half a steamed bun, so you won't go hungry."
"Grandpa..." The little girl suddenly cried aggrievedly and said, "I'm not doing it for myself, because grandpa hasn't had dinner either. We have been bullied by those bad people all day long and have no savings. What should we do if this happens every day?
ah……"
Seeing that the clothes on the old and the young were all patched, and hearing these words, Ye Fan suddenly felt sad. His heart was deeply touched, making his nose feel a little sore.
Ordinary people's lives are full of bitterness, sourness and sweetness. The family affection and helplessness between the old and the young made him feel moved for a long time.
"Little sister, don't cry. I'm not a bad person. Although I don't have money, I have some things here that should be worth the meal." Ye Fan took out a small jade bottle. It was during the trial outside the ruins.
In exchange for a bottle of Baicao Liquid.
"This is a good piece of jade. It's too valuable. I can't accept it." The old man shook his head and said, "When everyone is in trouble, if I pass by here again in the future, I can just pay for it."
Ye Fan sighed for a while. The old man's life was so embarrassing, but he still had such strength and character, which gave him a hint of respect, and said: "You can accept it, this is nothing to me."
"It's too valuable. I really can't take it away. When you go out and everyone has difficulties, little brother, you don't have to blame yourself." The old man's hands were covered with calluses and he pushed the jade bottle back resolutely.
Seeing that he refused, Ye Fan had no choice but to take it back.
"Since you don't want it, then I will stay and help you with some hard work." He had nowhere to go at the moment, and found that the old man was very simple and kind, so he decided to stay for the time being, concentrate on practicing here, and help the old man by the way.
The little girl of five or six years old lowered her head and looked at her toes, her big eyes were red, and she whispered: "We can't even eat..."
Ye Fan knelt down, touched the little girl's head with pity, and said, "I won't add any burden to you if I stay."