[Fairy Triple Fly] Note with emotion

Here, Fei Peng met an unexpected person.

On Hui Hui's day, there were indeed quite a few family outings, but those who seemed like a big family were still rare, and walking on the street would inevitably attract the attention of others.This is even more so for the three generations living under the same roof.

Fei Peng has no interest in these things, but has a good memory and eyesight.Even though there were so many tourists, he recognized at a glance the elder who was the oldest in this big family, the old man who had advised him in front of the Chonglou.

And it just so happened that the old man said a few words to his family because he was not strong enough to bear the long walk, so he could settle down in the small stall.

Thinking of the last time, Fei Peng also went there without hesitation.

Mo Yue, who runs the stall, is an acquaintance of the family, seeing Fei Peng's extraordinary bearing, he doesn't seem like a commoner.Fearing that the old man would cause trouble, he bit the bullet and stopped him.The short and fat stall owner confronts the estranged and noble man, and the picture is needless to say a sense of joy.

Fortunately, this farce did not last too long. After attracting a lot of attention, it finally caught the attention of the old man in the stall.He took a closer look, and immediately recognized Fei Peng, and saw the stall owner winking from time to time.When I had an epiphany in my heart, I had no choice but to shout that I had misunderstood.

The stall owner who misunderstood and made a joke was ashamed.In order to make up for the mistake, I apologized repeatedly without mentioning it, and even boasted that this time the expenses were all free.

The old man responded unceremoniously on Fei Peng's behalf, and he had the audacity to ask for a full exemption for himself.Bian didn't forget to complain to Fei Peng that this wonton stall is good for everything, even the asking price is high.

Fei Peng Tibu had already had a rough look at it when he came, and there was indeed no better stall than this one in all aspects.As far as the human world is concerned, wontons should be considered a fairly good row.At that moment, the old man pretended to complain, but in fact he boasted, and smiled to strike up a conversation.

The topic started from here, from south to north, and from north to west.

After the old man had finished talking, he raised his eyes to look at Fei Peng, and then he laughed and dropped the conversation.Ask him why he came to see his old man.

Fei Peng opened his mouth slowly, and spoke every word.

The old man was surprised.

After entrusting the task of searching for God to the child, Chonglou stepped up and entered the crowd again.

He seldom has the patience to wait, so he might as well try his luck which is worse than others.

This day is indeed lively, full of voices and colorful lights everywhere.

Not only does it not have the lingering smoke of the demon world, but it is so peaceful that it almost makes the demon feel uncomfortable.But there is still no doubt that there are dead bodies and blood dripping under the soil.

This is a past that no place that has been stepped on can escape.

This place is already considered lucky, and in the Human World, where wars are not uncommon, they can still rely on the luckily obtained remnant power, and try to stay safe for the time being.

Even the next moment, it will be easily crushed.

If you have seen the piles of bones that have been and will be covered under the current prosperity, the eyes of Chonglou who has not found the flying canopy are soaked with indifference and coldness.After confirming that Fei Peng was not here, the thoughts aroused by the rainy breath in the crowd stopped abruptly, and he wanted to look elsewhere indifferently.

He is a demon.

He knew even more than it was common, that this was an ordinary thing like the life and death of a mayfly.

Reproduce, fight, live together.Rebirth, death, eternal interdependence.Rise and destruction are even more certain!

Therefore, sighing and lamenting are unnecessary.What does salvation and mercy have to do with him?It's just that Fei Peng knows...

Chong Lou paused, this thought just flashed, and he knew the answer in his heart.

The same is well aware of this truth, but Fei Pengruo is sure to be silent.Just like at that time, he stood alone above the clouds, looking down with his eyes closed.Even if he was silent, he was not contemptuous.

Thinking of Fei Peng, Chonglou's eyes flickered slightly, and he felt a little thoughtful.This is true for reason, but what about love?

Chonglou, who could almost think of Feipeng's reaction, frowned first, then snorted lightly in relief.

stop!Since it is still here, if there is a war, wouldn't it be a disappointment?Just before leaving, how difficult is it to keep this place safe for the time being!

As night fell, the lights gradually came on.

The number of people playing on the street increased obviously, and the imperceptibly increased difficulty of the heavy building was still looking for the Fei Peng who was said to have seen it at a wonton stall, but disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Although time is short, he has made up his mind.

Unless it is intentional, how can it go far in a moment?Fei Peng is absolutely not going to give way just because of this mere means.

Compared to this almost unfounded guess, it may be that the children who are looking for have some places that are difficult to detect and take care of, but it is more likely that Fei Peng is going there.

Despite the ups and downs, Chonglou is in a good mood at this time.

Even if he finds a helper in search of efficiency, he still prefers to find Fei Peng alone out of selfishness.As it was at the Well of Gods and Demons, so it is here.

Between them, the existence and participation of others has always been superfluous and has nothing to do with it.

When he got there, there was an extra bouquet of flowers in Chonglou's hands.

It was a young girl who sold flowers just now who came here on purpose, saying that it was a gift for the day, and Fei Peng would never say no to it, let alone be happy when she saw her.

Although it was nonsense, Chong Loumo, who was moved by these words, bought it.The girl didn't know, but he still remembered that day when Fei Peng compared people with flowers... Besides, when he went to all walks of life, it seemed that he often saw people giving flowers, and he was very happy?

So, until this moment, Chong Lou suddenly hesitated secretly.

He remembered just now that the joy of giving flowers to others is true, but that often happens between men and women... right...

It didn't appear on the floor, and the pace didn't stop for a moment, but my heart was entangled with this sudden thought.

He unknowingly turned cold, and the coercion accumulated over the years was leaked out, which surprised the crowd nearby inexplicably.The scene was suddenly quiet and terrifying, and it was also confusing.

People seem far away, and the flowing water is quieter.

All the bustle and bustle of traffic and crowds on this day will be attributed to the shore, while the relative silence, deserted, and deep space will be left by the water's edge.

There are people by the river.Look at the flowing river water in front of you, see the breeze and bright moon reflected on the water surface, and see the many darkness hidden under the water for a long time.

Think even more, there are so many emotions that you have never seen or heard, where should you go and what should you do.

He silently looked down.

Nearly half of the weeping willows are submerged in the water, and the wind blows over the water, swaying hard.Look at it during the day, it should have a wild interest.At night, when the water is deep, and the bright moon hangs high, there is still a lot of stillness and panic.

If you are afraid of parting, if you are afraid of loneliness.If you love the noise, if you admire the warmth.Either vertically or horizontally, they all resemble, such as, the direction of the heart, the direction of the mind.

This is the nature of knowing and receiving.

Watch the flowing water drift.

The waves are shimmering, reflecting the various states of the world, but it is impossible to penetrate the emotions and desires buried under it, and the gains and losses are difficult to judge.See all kinds of things, and pay ruthlessly.

It doesn't seem to be sensible.Knowing the pain of giving up love, there are thousands of thoughts, and every sentence is evasive; breaking the pain, swinging a sword to think about love, is more like tearing out a bone;It's just that I don't know where it started, but I still go deeper and deeper.

This is called the love of the human world.

He closed his eyes, picked up a stone at random from his hand, and threw it into the river without saying a word.

How do you know that because of the tricky angle, the stone came from an oblique direction, and it would pass through it when it touched the water.Instead of sinking, circles of ripples appeared before the water surface.It was an unintentional move, but it brought out a bit of wildness.

Waiting for the ripples to spread, the silent flowing water had to add more details to it, and fell into his eyes again.

Satisfied with the old man's reply, Fei Peng, who had been thinking about it until now, finally laughed.

I would like to enter the world of mortals and taste love; throw everything away and see the present.

I would also like to give up as much as possible, now it is vain; I am sorry to bear it, and don't ask me to worry about it.

The former is affection and the latter is righteousness.

Fei Peng got up and stood still to watch again. It was rendered dark by the night, but a unique lantern floated on the sparkling water.He was not very interested in this thing that usually plucked all the women's hearts, but he suddenly became interested in the story buried under it.

Rarely mentioned: "For the human world, this lamp is a rare and novel idea. However, I am so afraid..."

He seemed to be sighing, but then he casually glanced at the heavy building here, feeling very bored and said: "Hmph, just for comfort! I haven't done anything wrong, but I'm afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. Just like those cowardly and mouse-like people, boring very."

Fei Peng knew what he meant, and sighed sideways: "Speaking of it, I still lack confidence and confidence. If I say nothing, it may not be a good thing..."

"It doesn't matter what kind of situation it is. If it weren't for this, why would it be so long! I don't understand the fun of it, but what I see is hard to leave."

There is always such a thing in the world. For the superiors, trembling and bowing are the true qualities of the inferiors.Most of them are not accustomed to it, so they are happy to see it succeed.

This is like pushing a boat with the current, what can the inferior people who are already weak do?I don't know the severity, I don't know what it is, what can I do except feel anxious?

Although he was more forgiving, Fei Peng himself did not like to watch people trembling in front of him.It can be said that how deep the knowledge is, it is not enough, but it is always more accessible than Zhonglou.Directly point out that this knot should be from top to bottom.

But after he said this, he really lost his energy when he thought about it.Who knows these things clearly?It's just that they all closed their eyes.

Fei Peng has never been lazy to talk to anyone about this.Although I don't look at it with the same mentality as my colleagues who think it doesn't matter, I also feel that those who know themselves know it, and we should know that cultivating the mind is true.

And such trifles are just too much.Compared with others, this is really nothing.Yes, this can be considered casual.

And Chonglouguo also sneered, Feipeng's words were euphemistic, but he was not.

Immediately, he said bluntly: "But if it's for you and me, it's completely different. Hmph! Let's take the etiquette into account, but if it wasn't for the flawed mind, how could I be disturbed by it!"

These words can be regarded as common disgust, and none of the gods and demons cares much about them.

Even when he turned his eyes to see the flowers in Chonglou's hands just now, that pitiful and fragile flower branch was still held by him like playing with a dagger. His subtle eyes have been lingering ever since he saw it.

Chonglou felt it, and he squeezed it subconsciously, and then the flower seemed to be dying.

It may not feel right to the naked eye, and there is an inexplicable feeling that the whole flower is on the verge of falling.For Fei Peng who was present, the cracks were all over the flower body.

Literally, it's about to shatter.

Fei Peng silently raised his eyes.

In this life, I have never touched purely ornamental flowers in the strict sense, and I didn't expect that Fanhua's delicate Zhonglou just froze all movements at this moment.