Chapter 117

When Zhao Jiuge arrived in Yuhua Town, the sky was overcast, and the night would soon fall. There was no mottled wall like Dongyang City in Yuhua Town, because it was about to sunset. At night, the town was only bustling and bustling towards the rural residence.

Yuhua Town, the whole town is not big, but it is not small. Walking on the main road paved with bluestone Road, Zhao Jiuge looks at the surrounding scenery curiously, perhaps because the sky is gloomy and about to be dark. Zhao Jiuge thinks that Yuhua town is not as poetic as Dongyang City, and there is no setting sun scenery. It is more of a worldly talent Some are popular.

Looking at many pedestrians on the road busy, or face rushed toward the outside of the town, feel this little bit of human fireworks taste, for a long time did not see the secular Zhao Jiuge inexplicably happy.

Maybe these people are busy every day in order to make a living, but at night they rush back to their own homes. Even if the residence is not so comfortable, they are accompanied by their families and get together. No matter how tired they are during the day, they will be willing to do so because they have happiness.

Once upon a time, Zhao Jiuge was one of them. He was running for life, but he was never happy, and where was his home.

Fortunately, God is pitiful for him, so that he embarked on this road of no return, no matter how difficult and dangerous the front is, but he has a goal in his heart, a motivation, and a desire.

On both sides of the road are small buildings along the road. Some are private houses, some are hotels and grocery stores. The family conditions are good. At this time, kerosene lamps or candles have been lit. Those in poor conditions can only greedily enjoy the only light left in front of the night.

Aimlessly, on the bluestone road of the town, Zhao Jiuge wondered whether he should go to find Yu's family now or go again early tomorrow morning. According to reason, he should go now, but Zhao Jiuge is afraid of disturbing others.

After a while, the lights on both sides of the road were bright, and the lights in the hotels and some snack shops were shining on the road through the doorsill of the shop. At this time, there were still people rushing back.

Gulu.

All of a sudden, a slight noise sounded, Zhao Jiuge tightly pursed his mouth, and there were some embarrassments on his delicate face. It turned out that he could smell the wine and cooked food from the air on the road.

Originally, practitioners did not need to eat. They only needed to absorb the aura between heaven and earth to meet their needs. However, Zhao Jiuge had not yet reached such a stage. Only when he reached the level of building foundation, could the array in the Dantian absorb the aura continuously to reach the point of Pigu.

Zhao Jiuge didn't eat a mouthful for several days. Now when he smelled the smell of the air, his stomach couldn't help making a voice to protest. To know that when he met the burly man in the suburbs and asked him to stay for dinner, Zhao Jiuge was so excited and tangled in his heart for a long time that he finally refused to say goodbye.

In the twinkling of an eye, Zhao Jiuge decided to find Yu's family now, no matter how late it was, because he was hungry.

Thinking of this, Zhao Jiuge is reluctant to withdraw and look at the eyes of those people who eat and drink in the hotel, and is ready to find someone to ask where the Yu's house is.

Bang.

A muffled sound, Zhao Jiuge only felt something hit her thigh. She quickly looked at it. It turned out to be a cute little girl with a horsetail. She was greedy for the sugar gourd sold by the uncle on the road opposite the hotel. Her eyes were always attracted by the sugar gourd, but she didn't pay attention to Zhao Jiuge in front of her.

Zhao Jiuge thinks that he and this little girl are both a kind of goods and food. I didn't look at the guests in the hotel and didn't see the girl clearly.

Think of here, Zhao Jiuge mouth reveals a warm smile.

The little girl was only five or six years old. She was not tall. Her head came to Zhao Jiuge's waist. Maybe she saw that the young man was not a villain, especially the gentle smiling face. The little girl raised her neck and looked timidly. She said in a very small voice, "sorry, big brother."

After saying that, the little girl bowed her head apologetically. Her right hand was holding tightly. Her left hand held the corner of her father's clothes. Because she was nervous, her little finger was pinched and turned blue and white.

Next to the little girl stood a middle-aged man with dark skin. The man's face was seven or eight points like that of the little girl, but he looked tired and looked honest. Seeing his daughter bumping the young man in front of him, the dark middle-aged man immediately stopped the wooden cart pushed by both hands.

And slightly bent body, with Muna's smile, a face of embarrassed said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

He said it three or four times in a row, and every time he said it, he had to lower his head slightly, but this could not block the frightened eyes of the middle-aged man.

Although the middle-aged man is not good at words, but still step forward and Zhao Jiuge face-to-face, at the same time let his daughter lag half step behind himself, waiting for Zhao Jiuge's reaction.

It's no wonder that this middle-aged man is humble, but he can't help himself in this world. If he wants to live, he has to suffer all kinds of grievances and heartache. Let alone those rich families and shopkeeper Wang who comes to collect the rent every time, they are arrogant towards them. But when facing the Yu family in Yuhua Town, they are not fawning and laughing, Therefore, he would rather have his humble point wronged with a smile, rather than let his daughter suffer a little injustice.Moreover, looking at the young man in front of him, he is wearing ordinary clothes, but he has an indescribable temperament. He may not be a disciple of any family. He or she should be careful.

Zhao Jiuge looked at the two people that flustered appearance, some stupefied, then began to look at the middle-aged man carefully. A washed and worn-out white vest, a pair of trousers with a patch at the knee, and two or three watermelons on the wooden cart pushed in front, with a yellow grass mat under them.

The little girl wore this red flower cloth dress. Although it looked fancy, it was also old-fashioned. After a while, Zhao Jiuge understood that it was probably a father and daughter who were selling melons in the town. The man rushed home. The little girl was greedy and didn't look at the way to see the sugar gourd.

When Zhao Jiuge looked at them, the middle-aged man probably saw that Zhao Jiuge didn't speak. He was worried. His face was even more frightened and said, "this little brother, little girl really didn't hit you on purpose."

Looking at Zhao Jiuge that out of the dust temperament, unlike ordinary people, the middle-aged man's heart is more afraid of what disaster.

Originally Zhao Jiuge didn't understand that he didn't think there was much to do. Why did this man behave like this? Now Zhao Jiuge has figured out the original, but he sighs in his heart.

"It's OK, big brother. I didn't look out for the way just now." Zhao Jiuge, with a gentle smile, shook his head, for fear that the other side would not be at ease, explained more.

After hearing Zhao Jiuge's reply, the middle-aged man opened his mouth slightly and lost his mind for a short time. It seemed that he didn't think that the young man was so good at talking. But the little girl looked at the young man's friendly face and returned with a lovely smile.

Zhao Jiuge reached out his right hand and touched the little girl's head affectionately. He picked up the corner of his mouth and laughed and left.

Not yet out of two or three steps, a clear voice sounded behind Zhao Jiuge.

"Big brother, wait a minute." I saw the little girl running up with a big watermelon in her hands.

Maybe it's because the watermelon is too heavy. Even the little girl's two hands are very hard to hold, and the voice is hysterical. "Big brother, please eat my own melon. It's sweet."

After saying that, the little girl looked forward to looking at Zhao Jiuge. The lovely smile made Zhao Jiuge moved.

And the dark middle-aged man is just a simple and honest smile, doting on his daughter, there is no barrier, maybe the price of a watermelon can cover his family's expenses for a day, maybe his family is very poor, but they are not stingy.

"Thank you, little sister. You are so lovely." In return, Zhao Jiuge can only take the watermelon in a hurry with one hand, and touch the head of the little girl again with the other hand, praising the few words in his mouth, because he is actually a poor speaker.

See Zhao Jiuge take over watermelon, the little girl showed a happy smile, turned to run to her father.

Then the light outside the hotel door, you can see Zhao Jiuge's face complex.

In the distance, the father took his daughter's big hand and small hand, pushed the wooden cart forward slowly, and went to the place where sugar gourd was sold. The dialogue between father and daughter could still be heard in the air.

"Niuniu, let's go. I'll take you to sell sugar gourd. I'll see your greedy face."

"Dad, I'd better know."

"Ha ha, after that, dad will buy you sugar gourd every day, OK, greedy cat."

"After that, if the melon hasn't been sold out, it's not nearly sold out as it is today. Dad will buy me sugar gourd to eat."

"Buy, as long as the baby daughter no matter what he wants, dad will try his best to do it."

"When I grow up, I also buy sugar gourd for my father every day."

"Ha ha..."

……

In the distance came the conversation between father and daughter. The voice became more and more distant and faded, and finally disappeared.

But Zhao Jiuge's face is complicated. Maybe the place where the father has a daughter is home. For the sake of home, he doesn't fear to work outside. He doesn't hesitate to bow down to laugh with him, and he is wronged at bending his back. Because the place where he has his daughter is home, and where there is a home, he is happy.

Maybe it's the way of life. It's easy to be born, but not easy to live.

No matter the princes and generals, the ordinary people, or the immortal cultivators with unpredictable strength, they all have their own sad or unknown side.

Zhao Jiuge sighs again. He can practice hard for the sake of these people, kill all the evil people in the world, and manage all the unfair things in the world. However, facing the helplessness of this life, he can't change it. He can only cultivate as strong as possible to protect the people he wants to protect and do what he wants to do.

Life is only a hundred years, a short life, no regrets.

Zhao Jiuge split the watermelon with his palm, lowered his head and tasted it with his mouth. He only wanted to say one word in his heart, sweet, really sweet, but in sweetness, it's sweeter than that cute little girl's smile.

In this way, under the night, Zhao Jiuge two hands, one hand holding half of the watermelon, eating carefully.

In the moonlight, looking at Zhao Jiuge, you will find that at this moment, he has undergone a transformation all the way from the breath of leaving the dust, and has changed a little bitIf we say that in the sects, they seem to be immortals who are not exposed to human fireworks, then Zhao Jiuge after leaving the Mountain Gate seems to be stained with the color of the world of mortals.

This is the reason why every sect is waiting for its disciples to practice, and xiaochengdu will be released to the world for trial.

From time to time, he took two and a half watermelon to eat and made a strange noise.

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