Long time no see, have you updated the new Kamen Rider?
——Friends meet at the corner of the street.
"Hey! Freshly baked sesame cakes!"
"This jade stone was personally consecrated by the eminent monk! It bought you a lifetime of peace!"
"very noisy……"
The cries that sounded like something from another world aroused the boy's long-buried thoughts. Mo Yunfei put his hands in his pockets and looked around as he walked through the noisy street in front of the Songshan Temple.
Everything in front of him did not change much. There were cigarette smoke and a sea of people. He habitually walked to the stall he had frequented before and bought four sesame seed cakes as if he was nostalgic.
"Oh! Isn't this Xiao Mo! You and Xiao Lin are back to live together! Good guy, I haven't seen you in the past few months and you have lost a lot of weight!"
"Well, long time no see. Auntie, you are still so energetic."
It seemed that the charm had dissipated, and Mo Yunfei wore a professional smile similar to Lin Shuwen's and greeted the aunt selling sesame cakes lukewarmly.
"That's right! Oh, this guy, if he has hope, he will live more energetically. You also advise Xiao Lin not to keep a cold face all day long. This young man who is so handsome and sunny must imitate those old Taoist priests.
!”
"Well, if there is a chance, I will go and persuade you."
Mo Yunfei lowered his eyebrows and bit into the newly baked biscuits.
"Ah? Aren't you with him?"
"Well, the company made personnel changes and transferred him to the north."
Silently choking up his saliva, Mo Yunfei leaned against the stove cart and gnawed on the sesame cakes, filling his heart with sadness.
"Is that so? Are you planning to come here to worship Buddha together this time?"
"Haha, not really, it's just that I suddenly wanted to come over and take a look."
He laughed and answered the questions with a disguise that could be seen through at a glance. The aunt selling sesame seed cakes seemed to have guessed something and did not continue to ask questions.
"You little brat!! I have to beat you to death today!!"
"Stop! Why are you beating my son?"
"This kid just doesn't want people to get rich on purpose! I'm afraid he's not the culprit!"
The gradually increasing dispute attracted more and more people. Mo Yunfei looked ahead. Under the mountain wall where the "money tree" was planted, a woman was protecting a teenage child holding a branch of the money tree.
Behind them and in front of them, several young men wearing work shirts were pointing at them and yelling curses.
"I'm just hoping to get some more favors from you today, but you're a good boy! Just don't let me break the branches, and you almost make me fall off the mountain wall!"
"That's right! If it weren't for Lao Liu who prayed to Buddha for blessing today, you would have fallen down and wouldn't have been able to get up every ten days and a half!"
"If you ask me, this kid is the culprit! A good beating will take away the bad luck!"
The very simple conflict attracted many meddlesome people. They formed a circle one by one and consciously put on a spectacle that has been handed down from ancient times to the present day.
"Brothers, don't act like a child, he is not sensible yet!"
"You know how to protect the environment, but you're not sensible yet?! This guy is just one breath away today. Just ask me to beat him a few times to get rid of his bad luck!"
"I'm really sorry! I'll ask my child to apologize to you! Lin Lin! Apologize quickly!"
"I'm right! These people hurt the little tree because of superstition! Our teacher said it! This is all superstition!"
"Hey! What are you talking about, kid?! This is a holy land of Buddhism! You are offending the Buddha!"
"This kid is definitely the reincarnation of some evil star! How dare you offend Buddha like this!!"
"Oh, sister, just let him beat you a few times! Don't disturb the Buddhist Qingxiu!"
"I……"
"Mom, let's go! Go find the police uncle!"
"Hey, you little brat! I'm telling you, don't even think about leaving until you're beaten by me today!"
The man known as Lao Lin stepped forward, pushed away the mother who was blocking her, and pulled the child to the ground neatly, raising his fist.
"ah!"
The imagined pain did not come. The child released his hands covering his face. In front of him, a tearful older brother was holding the "bad guy's" fist tightly in his hands.
"Your surname is Lin, why can't you protect life like a big boss? You have to vent your animal desires for an unfounded reason. Do you think you are very powerful, don't you?!"
Mo Yunfei exerted force with his palm and clenched Old Lin's fist until it made a cracking sound, distorting his face.
"Boy, are you looking for a beating?"
Seeing his friend's defeated companion, they didn't waste any time and punched Mo Yunfei in the face together.
Mo Yunfei turned his right palm into a knife, and neatly knocked off Old Lin's elbow joint from the outside to the inside. He released his left hand holding his fist, made a fist with the knife in his right hand, and punched Old Lin's right shoulder like a spring, beating him.
He punched his companion. Then, Mo Yunfei dodged and punched the other person in the face. He punched the other person in the abdomen with his retracted right fist, knocking him to the ground.
"My eldest brother, who also has the same surname of Lin, once said that we Chinese people do not rely on gods or Buddhas. We have created an unparalleled civilization with our own hands. For every Chinese person who has a glorious heart, China does not need gods!"
The boy's backlit figure, with his clothes flying, resembles the "hero" the boy longs for.
"I will not deny your prayers and actions. Everyone has his own way of survival. Just remember, don't erect an archway next time you want to vent your animal desires. No matter how beautiful the archway is, it will not forgive you for hurting a defenseless person.
Women and children.”
Mo Yunfei wiped the corners of his eyes and looked at the fortune forest next to him under the boy's surprised gaze. The crowd of onlookers dispersed following the three "evil men".
In the lonely time and space of the crowd, Mo Yunfei turned around under the hesitant gazes of the mother and son, and bowed towards the woods. The boy who saw this scene also stood up from the ground, inserted the branches in his hands back into the soil, and imitated
Mo Yunfei bowed.
Tears fell from the corners of his eyes. Mo Yunfei stared at the boy who bowed and spoke, recalling his words at that time:
(I know that even if I try to dissuade you like a child, I will only be regarded as a fool.)
Mo Yunfei knelt down, tried his best to squeeze out a smile, stroked the boy's head, hesitated, and said the words in his memory:
(Boss, do you like nature very much?)
"Child, do you like nature very much?"
"Yeah! I like it very much. How about you, big brother?"
An innocent and flawless smile bloomed in front of Mo Yunfei. He lowered his eyes and looked at the flowers in the cracks of the stones at his feet.
(Probably, I just think the grass on the roadside is pretty.)
"Probably, I just think the little flowers on the roadside are pretty."
Standing up from the ground, Mo Yunfei turned his back, wiped his tear-stained face with his dry palms, and quickly left the mother and son.
"Small……"
"Auntie, I'm leaving first."
Biting his lips, Mo Yunfei returned to the sesame cake stall, rolled up the sesame cakes and backpack without raising his head, and ran down the stairs like a tourist escaping from a haunted house.
I can think of him everywhere.
Every speck of dust can make his image appear in your mind.
After that, the last scene of him that he saw from his back appeared again, telling him that it was his willful actions that left the person he loved the most half-dead.
Everything is because of myself, if I am half
How wonderful it would be if I was the one who lived or died!
Mo Yunfei didn't dare to think about it. His only thought now was to escape from here, escape from this place with traces of him everywhere, escape from this place that he didn't deserve to visit again, it was all because of his own fault, all because of himself!
"Huh...huh..."
Finally, physical fatigue made Mo Yunfei stop. Halfway up the mountain, he looked around and found that he had run about 2 kilometers.
"..."
After confirming the direction, Mo Yunfei walked down the mountain path indifferently. He stared at the abyss beside him as much as possible, not letting the sight of the mountain path remind him of his past.
Finally, he came to a familiar place, a jelly stall halfway up the mountain.
The three sesame seed cakes that he was holding tightly had become cold and split. Mo Yunfei touched his lower abdomen. The galloping just now made his already not full stomach dry up. After a brief dispute between memory and physiology, Mo Yunfei turned his head.
.
"Hello."
"Um?!"
The instinct of a soldier made Mo Yunfei subconsciously grab the palm attached to his shoulder. However, in the next second, a light and delicate force hit his ankle. Mo Yunfei staggered, and tried to stabilize his body.
At the same time, he looked behind him.
However, there was no one.
"Yan..."
The element of fire sat on his shoulders. Mo Yunfei tensed up and prepared for battle.
"Not bad, you can hold my hand, hot-blooded idiot."
A familiar voice came from behind again, but the unexpected scene did not happen to You Ling. Mo Yunfei directly burned the air on his back. Under the light of the fire, You Ling could only see from the gradually shrinking shadow.
Escape.
"You're dead... What I hate most is someone pretending to be one of us..."
Mo Yunfei pulled out a military dagger from his backpack and stabbed it directly at the "Shadow Clan who looked like You Ling".
"when!"
In a hand-to-hand encounter, You Ling held the dagger in front of her with her dagger, and her eyes on Mo Yunfei returned to coldness.
"You Ling, come back!"
"when!"
You Ling, who was just about to get serious, deflected the stiff dagger under Lin Shuwen's summons. She jumped up and stood back next to a black-haired boy in the jelly stall.
"Bang!"
The dagger slipped from his fingers that had lost their strength. Mo Yunfei stood there blankly, refusing to turn around. He was afraid, afraid that the sound and feeling were an illusion.
He didn’t dare to verify the authenticity!
"you……"
Mo Yunfei swallowed, feeling that his throat was still dry.
"You...are...who..."
He didn't dare to look back, he was afraid that the owner of that voice was not the face in his memory.
"You have become more mature. It seems that your new boss treats you well."
"I……"
"Oh! Mei'er, let him turn around. I should have done it myself, but..."
"Just nothing!"
Mo Yunfei turned around suddenly when he heard the omitted words. Finally, he saw the real owner of the voice and verified the miracle and despair.
"You've become thinner. Even if I don't treat you, you can't go hungry."
"tread."
The crushed stones rubbed out syllables, shaking Mo Yunfei's figure. He was crying, tightly clutching the strap of the backpack in his hand, as if searching for reality and illusion, and slowly walked towards the man who was looking at him from the jelly stall.
juvenile.
"big……"
"Long time no see. Have you seen the new Kamen Rider recently? Yunfei."
The gentleman knelt down and hugged the miracle in his dream.