Star Railway: Lumen

Chapter 226

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"Have you two talked it out?"

"There's nothing to talk about, just a simple chat."

Yuanming chuckled and took Jingliu's hand: "Next, I'll take you to see Look at the scenery at the beach... The sea here is not as clean as Luofu, so everyone should be careful. "

"Got it."

Bai Heng nodded with a smile: "Do you want to go to the beach?"

"Let's go."

Yuan Ming nodded: "Just go out, this side is by the sea."

"I remember that houses by the sea are generally not cheap."

"Well, the selling price of this house is about 5 million Xundi if converted into Luofu." Yuanming nodded: "But it shouldn't be that expensive now. After all, something happened, and people here still pay attention to this matter."

"Really."

Jingyuan stroked his chin: "But Master, you came back this time Don’t you plan to meet your old friends? "

"No, and I can’t meet them."

Yuanming shook his head.

The cell phones were gone, and those people's contact information must have changed long ago.

Although he could still find them, but... what was there to do with them.

They all had new lives, and so did he.

"People should look forward, Jingyuan."

Yuanming patted Jingyuan's head and said, "Little Fuxuan is in your hands."

Aha and Danfeng have already gone down.

Danfeng is now seizing every opportunity to cultivate a relationship with Aha.

Aha Ha is seizing every opportunity to have fun.

This is also Fu Xuan's first time here, and she may have never seen such an architectural style.

After all, Luofu's architectural style is not exactly the same as here, but it can be said to be completely different.

"This is Building after building, if the enemy attacks, there will be great damage. "

Fu Xuan stroked his chin, looking at the community structure behind him, and said this.

"This place is different from Luofu."

Yuanming shook his head: "There is no war here, but there will be friction."

"...Really."

Fu Xuan was stunned for a moment: "That's great."

"Yes."

Yuan Ming nodded: "Generally speaking, they are all pretty good."

"What are those people in front doing?"

"During the holidays, locals rarely go out, and it is usually outsiders who come here to travel."

Yuanming pie He curled his lips.

Having lived in Lian City for so many years, he really couldn't think of what was fun in Lian City.

He also didn't understand why those foreign tourists were interested in the seaside.

He was tired of seeing it, and only came here occasionally Take a walk, and feed the seagulls if you are interested.

Oh, yes, seagulls.

Summer in Lian City is often much hotter than other cities.

Yuanming pinched Jingliu's fingers: "Aliu, do you still remember when you stood here and fed the seagulls?"

"...I remember when two people asked for your WeChat in a row."

Jingliu's eyes Some resentment.

"Uh..."

Yuanming touched his nose: "A Liu, that's all in the past..."

Yuanming paused, as if he suddenly found a way to refute, he looked at Jingliu : "And when someone approached me, you just stood far away and watched."

"Me!"

Jing Liu blushed: "I didn't think so much at the time. I just thought I was staying here This can't delay your life, am I wrong? "

"If you said you were my girlfriend, no one would approach you."

"What was my status at the time, and you also had to find a girlfriend. OK?"

"I told you at that time that I didn't want to find a girlfriend."

"..."

Jingliu was speechless.

Very good, this debate ended with Yuanming's victory.

Yuanming secretly clenched his fist.

Win!

Although there is no point in arguing with my wife about these minor wins and losses.

Yuanming hugged Jingliu: "Do you still want to feed the seagulls?"

"Yes."

Jingliu nodded: "I want to feed a lot of them."

"Oh , I understand, you want to fill the seagulls so that they can't fly, and then catch them and roast them for food."

"Is this how I look to you?"

Jingliu puffed up his cheeks.

"Of course not, I just happened to think of you. You used the leftover dough to make a dough that could choke a shark to death."

"... That was a long, long time ago."

"Does that mean you have grown up now?"

"Yeah, of course." Jing Liu wrinkled her nose, but she quickly realized the key problem: "We don't have money now."

"…

...It's actually simple."

Yuanming coughed twice and raised his hand to pick leaves from the tree.

"Hey! I told you that this is not okay!"

Jingliu grabbed his hand: "This is very bad for the circulation of currency, just like... like..."

The former sword master's brain capacity is not enough.

"It won't be a problem."

Yuanming shrugged: "Or hypnosis can be used."

"...Let's find a way to get some real money."

Yuanming was silent for a moment and blinked: "Then wait for me for a while, I'll be back soon."

"...Where are you going?"

"Get some real money."

"Is it illegal?"

"...It's not illegal."

"What do you mean?"

"My guns are not cheap, I'll sell them on the dark web and I'll have money. "

Yuanming chuckled: "We saved the fare, and tens of thousands of yuan is almost enough. Let's find other ways to make money on the way."

Jingliu rubbed his chin and was about to nod his head in affirmation, when Yuanming suddenly slapped his head: "No."

"Ah? Why not?"

"The police may have taken it away, and my bank card should have been cancelled. I don't have a mobile phone now."

Suicide is really a lot of trouble.

After death, you can't use anything... It's really not humane at all. Can't you consider the feelings of those who "resurrected from the dead"...

It seems a bit too much.

"So, A Liu, what I created will not disappear anyway."

Yuanming patted Jingliu's head: "Look, it came out directly."

He raised his hand, three hundred-yuan bills.

"It's a small problem. These few hundred yuan won't have much impact. "

Yuanming waved his hand.

If Huang Ming or someone else was still alive and in the country, it would be great.

They are rich.

Yuanming took Jingliu to buy bread.

The others were at the beach.

Bai Heng, the heartless one, almost jumped into the sea, but Ying Xing pulled her back.

Jingliu bought a big bag of bread.

It seems that these seagulls will have meat today.

"Take it."

"What is this for?"

Bai Heng's ears moved: "I'm not hungry yet."

"It's not for you, it's for the seagulls."

Jingliu had no choice but to tear open the bag of bread, tear off a piece and throw it into the air.

The seagulls that were floating and paddling on the sea immediately flapped their wings and flew up, and countless seagulls took off and flew in the sky.

The piece that Jingliu threw quickly went into the seagull's stomach.

"Wow! "

Bai Heng's eyes lit up, and he also tore off a piece of bread like Jing Liu.

Oh, of course, Bai Heng's actions were different from those of a normal person.

She raised her hand and put the bread on her head.

These seagulls really like to eat.

But they will never fly to people's heads.

Bai Heng waited for a long time but no one was brave enough to eat the bread on her head. She pouted her mouth in frustration: "Why don't you eat this on my head..."

"Because I'm afraid it will become your dinner."

Jing Liu said lightly, throwing out a piece of rolled bread.

The piece of bread flew in front of Yuanming.

The seagulls just flew past Yuanming.

Yuanming looked at Jing Liu with resentment in his eyes.

Jing Liu laughed.

"General! Look! "

Fu Xuan was not idle over there either.

She had never had such an experience before.

Throw out a piece of bread, and the seagulls will whiz by.

No matter where you throw it, the seagulls will catch it.

"Amazing."

Jing Yuan stood aside with the bread, and didn't seem to want to throw it.

"General, aren't you going to throw it?"

"Well, don't throw it yet."

Jing Yuan chuckled: "When they have all thrown it, and we are the only one left with a bag of bread, the seagulls will all fly to our side, let them envy us."

"Oh..."

Fu Xuan stroked his chin: "Sure enough, you still have a way."

"Isn't it."

Jing Yuan chuckled: "Fu Qing, are you happy?"

"Happy. "

Fu Xuan felt that there was no need to hide her feelings.

She chuckled, looked around, but still couldn't resist the temptation and threw the bread in her hand piece by piece.

Jing Yuan turned his head and looked at the two people over there.

Ying Xing, that idiot, was having fun just like Bai Heng.

As for his own master...

He leaned aside, watching his master play, with a cigarette in his mouth.

Yuan Ming also had a bag of bread in his hand.

Master still smokes?

Jing Yuan raised his eyebrows and walked over.

"Master, do you smoke?"

"...Yeah."

The white mist exhaled by Yuan Ming was torn into a long line by the sea breeze and the wind from the seagull's wings: "I used to smoke, and now that I'm back here, I want to reminisce.

"Looking at his family having fun over there, he sat in the back and watched with a smile, lighting a cigarette.

So this is how it feels.

Yuanming flicked the ash.

Very happy.

"Master, smoking is not good."

Jingyuan patted Yuanming on the shoulder: "Does the master know?"

"She knows I smoke."

Yuanming answered ambiguously.

But Jingyuan was not fooled by this.

"I mean, does the master know that you are smoking at this moment?"

"...I don't know."

"Then you dare to smoke."