Chapter 1254

Bid farewell to zislade's antique shop and remained silent all the way to the exit.

Perhaps seeing angel's mind, Sanders pondered for a moment and said, "zislade has his own set of judgment standards in his heart. He respects balance and will give when invading. This is not only for his guests, but also for those who are infringed because of the transaction."

Sandston paused and suddenly said with a smile, "speaking of it, zislade was a little like you when he first entered the wizard world."

"However, you are better than him. Even if you don't like it, you can still face it rationally and objectively. But zislade was very hot-blooded at the beginning."

It was the first time for angel to hear Sanders talk about his past, and he couldn't help being curious: "what happened later?"

"People's life is too short, and human nature is too unpredictable. The longer you experience it, the more you will understand. Time has consumed zislade's blood, and no matter how naive you are, you can't stand the wind and rain again and again." Sanders didn't explain what it meant to be hit by the wind and rain, but paused and continued: "speaking of him, I don't think he has changed much from the past. At least, compared with other people in the wizard world, he has maintained his original heart for hundreds of years."

Sanders looked back and looked at the row of fancy words on the wall of the gate——

"If you are willing to burn the glory of life in exchange for a rose, I think you must be crazy."

Although this sentence comes from the flower seller dancing for sin, in fact, the author of this book is zislade. He engraved this sentence on his door, not only to show his identity, but also to mean that this was zislade's own experience.

He is both telling himself and introspecting himself.

Because he once had such an impulse to exchange his life for an insignificant rose.

……

Flying in gondola.

As before, gondora was covered by Sanders with magic, which others could not see.

But even without the cover of magic, no one will notice such a day.

dense fog.

And it's still a heavy fog on a cloudy day.

The sky was cloudy, which turned the color of the whole shepherd city into blue and black, on the blurred boundary between visible and visible.

Coupled with the heavy fog, although the fog is not thick, it still reduces the visibility by a few points. In addition to being able to see clearly near the street lights and around the building lights, there are faint outlines in other places.

Angel drove gondola and flew out of the shepherd city.

Along the way, angel fell into a kind of self questioning thinking because of the previous transaction of zislade. Sanders also remained silent, thinking of the previous shocks brought to him by angel.

For a time, the silence lasted for a while.

It was not until he was about to reach the outer area of shepherd city that angel came back from himself. It was not he who figured it out, but he was attracted by the brilliance of the ground.

Below is a climbing Road. There are building outlines on both sides of the slope without street lamps, but the light in the building escapes, making the climbing Road at least less dark.

This climbing Road is not on the main urban road, so the urban construction plan has not been extended to this point. There are no floor tiles on the ground and it is a pure dirt road. It seemed that there was a drizzle last night, which made the road very muddy.

At this time, on this muddy ramp, a figure with an oil lamp hobbled forward.

The figure was wearing a rainproof cloak, so Angel didn't care at first. He just thought he was a lonely passer-by. Later, she caught angel's attention because the ground was too slippery and she fell.

She lay on the ground, her cloak fell down because of her movement, revealing her white hair.

The oil lamp also fell nearby, and the dim yellow light just shone on her face. Angel looked down from the sky and immediately saw the old face illuminated by the light.

This is an old woman, the one angel saw in zslide's antique shop!

Angel looked at the people on the ground. The sense of familiarity in his eyes became stronger and stronger. He didn't notice it. Because of his observation, he hovered gondola.

This attracted Sanders' attention.

Sanders looked down, but saw a white haired grandmother lying on the ground. She seemed to have fallen and lay on the ground for a long time. It took a long time to hold on and sit up slowly.

Sitting on the climbing road covered with mud, surrounded by blue and black background and occasional light. The fog floated, and the old man was panting in a low voice.

Sanders looked at angel. "Why, do you know her?"

Angel shook his head: "I don't know. I always feel a little familiar, but I can't remember."

Sanders heard angel's words and looked at the old man on the ground again. Sanders was much more serious this time than before. However, the conclusion reached this time is the same as before: "a very ordinary human, if she really wants to pick something special, she has a sense of disobedience."

"A sense of disobedience?"

"Her eyes don't look like an old man, but she doesn't cheat because of her dusk."

Sanders' words immediately reminded angel of some bridges in the holographic plate: "is it that a young soul broke into the body of another HUAFA old man?"

Sanders burst out laughing: "if the soul can invade the body so simply, why do you think there are so many dead souls in the world? There are many restrictions on soul invasion. How can you choose an ordinary old man who can't live long?"

"What's more, this person's soul and flesh are consistent, and there is no contradiction."

Angel thought thoughtfully and seemed to think of something: "I actually saw her in the antique shop before. Will she be a guest of Lord zislade? Her current situation is traded for youth and life?"

Sanders pondered for a moment: "it's possible. However, I've never seen her even if she's young."

The old woman on the ground finally stood up. Her foot seemed to be sprained. She could only hold the railing beside the path and move forward slowly. As her figure slowly moved away, Sanders said to angel, "it's time to go."

Angel nodded. Whether he knew the old lady or not, he could confirm that even if he had a sense of familiarity, the sense of familiarity was not strong enough for him to recognize her at a glance. I think the old lady is not an acquaintance. At most, he is a familiar stranger and an ordinary person... There is no need to continue to spend time thinking.

Thinking of this, angel finally looked at her staggering back and drove gondola towards the blue and black sky in the distance.

……

Anada raised her head and looked at the blue black sky filled with fog.

Somehow, she had been feeling that someone was peeping at herself, and her sight came from the sky. However, she looked for a long time and found no clue.

Did she feel wrong?

At this time, on the top floor of a four story building beside the road, someone pushed open the window, and a little fat man whose facial features were squeezed out by meat showed his head.

The little fat man was estimated to be thirteen or fourteen years old. When he saw anada, his eyes lit up, and then he looked at the beads and turned, as if he thought of something. His cheeks sucked violently, and a mouthful of thick sputum spit out in a parabola towards the direction where anada was located.

However, the accuracy of the bear child was very poor. The thick sputum fell five or six meters away from ana.

Anada glared at the little fat man and wanted to scold him, but now her body can't support it. She can only whisper: "damn boy, if a few days ago, I had to go upstairs and unload your limbs!"

That said, anada is weak now. How can she compare with the little fat man.

She could only spit helplessly, stooped and staggered away, and the laughter of the little fat man could be heard behind her.

After the bear child's prank, Ananda didn't investigate the feeling of being spied before. Maybe that feeling was the teasing of the residents in the nearby high-rise building after seeing her fall.

With a gloomy mood, anada left the climbing Road. It's still hundreds of meters away from her rented home. In the past, it's estimated that she won't be home in a few minutes, but now she's hundreds of meters as long as more than ten miles in the past.

Anada slowly moved her steps, and her muscles and bones felt solidified, which made her very uncomfortable. Plus the previous sprained foot, it's more uncomfortable to walk.

After moving more than 200 meters, anada was unable to walk, so she had to sit on the flower bed by the side of the road and have a rest.

While anada was resting, a melodious song suddenly came to her ear.

She looked back curiously, but saw that the voice of singing came from the theater behind.

She knew that the theater was a children's Choir in the daytime and an adult choir in the evening. She had heard one before when she didn't get old. However, as a low Asian, I really can't appreciate this kind of decadent sound. Instead of listening to these ambiguous and tangled dog blood love poems, it's better to watch an adult stage play at Meixiang Grand Theater.

Now, the sound from the theater is the decadent sound of love she didn't like before.

However, perhaps she had to listen, or she experienced something uncomfortable. Listening to the songs inside, anada somehow felt less disgusted.

Even, I was fascinated.

The love poem of the choir tells the story of a romantic young master and true love. Unfortunately, after all kinds of hardships, the romantic young master hurt his body because of his youth's debauchery, and unfortunately died, leaving only the little girl who has been loyal all her life.

The story is very common, but the love poem is very beautiful.

"How many people have loved you, the figure of coconut blossoms at night. Love your beauty, love your full waist."

"How many people have read you, the outline outlined by the white goose pen. Read your past, read your starry smile."

"But years have carved traces on your face."

"Even if I am old, even if I am full of wrinkles, even if everyone has left you, I am still waiting for you in the mountains, after the stars, and in your memory, just as I was at the beginning."

Perhaps anada has never experienced this kind of love, but the contrast after this time change remains deeply in her heart. Not long ago, she was a young and beautiful girl, but now... Wrinkled, old as if she was about to enter the coffin.

"Will anyone care about me like this?" Anada whispered, but the shadow of a little boy rose in her mind. That's her childhood sweetheart, Wheaton.

"The poem is right. Love will die and youth will grow old." Anada took a deep breath. "As long as you can set foot on this road, everything is worth it."

Thinking of this, anada stood up again. It's only 200 meters from home.

As long as you get home, you can take the medicine changed from zislade. Even if you lose your youth and promise zislade all kinds of devil money, she is willing to give everything as long as she can succeed!