Chapter 633

Chen Fan did not die in the end. The kings threw his "corpse" in the mountains. After a long time, chen fan opened his eyes again.

With a bitter smile, chen fan knows that this time's magic is not over.

In this way, chen fan gave up everything. He had seen the mountains and the sea, and had gone through the sea of people. He had everything, but now, he is just an old beggar.

Yes, chen fan began to live a life of no fixed residence and living on charity.

In this way, with his feet, he measured the world created by the devil, met all kinds of people, and saw a lot of things.

Ten years later, twenty years later, chen fan has stepped into his twilight years from Lianzhong Sanyuan.

His body was bent, his hair was gray, and his eyes were cloudy, as if he were about to die.

But on a snowy night in winter, when Chen Fan shrank in the corner and enjoyed the warmth that did not exist as usual, a song came into his ears.

It's an unknown ballad.

The melody is graceful, the voice is clear and pleasant, as if with the indifference of seeing through the world, as well as a touch of resentment and desolation.

Chen Fan followed the voice and went to see a little girl in a dilapidated temple.

The little girl, with a pigtail in her hair, was crouching in front of the dilapidated stone statue, shivering. Her skin was a little dark, and it was the color of mature wheat. It should be because she had been exposed to the wind and sun all the year round.

Chen Fan's most impressive memory is the little girl's pair of dark abnormal, but full of smart big eyes, only one look, this look seems to be forever engraved in the bottom of my heart.

"What's your name?" Chen Fan spoke slowly.

"Well..." the little girl cocked her head and thought for a moment. Then she shook her head and said, "I don't have a name. They all call me a little beggar."

Chen Fan suddenly laughed, which should be his first smile in decades.

"We are very similar. They call me old beggar."

Little beggars and old beggars met in the broken temple. Chen Fan gave the little beggar a name, forgetting worry.

The implication is to forget the sorrow.

So they lived together and lived in the ruined temple.

During the day, chen fan goes out to beg, and when he comes back at night, he will cook for him. Life goes by like water, and he goes away peacefully.

Chen Fan didn't care about begging. He didn't feel that there was any loss in begging because of his powerful status.

In his view, people have their own way of life, no worry no road begging, is not a kind of life.

At least, now he is very happy, because recently he has been helped by the city's good people, and sometimes he can eat a buckwheat noodle.

There's even oil and water in the soup.

And when bored, forget worry will always sing that unknown song to Chen fan, two people go to sleep with the song.

Chen Fan thinks that such a life is very good, he temporarily forgot all kinds of hatred, and even began to accept the life in the illusion.

This is a rare opportunity for him to relax.

Can let Chen Fan from another angle, throughout life, at the same time can get more insights.

Gradually, forget worry grew up, she has become a beautiful face, let countless people admire it.

But Chen fan, however, gradually became silent.

Forget worry grow up, but he is already old, recently, chen fan even has a kind of clear feeling.

I'm afraid he doesn't have much time in this illusion.