The sun sets in the west, the bright moon hangs in the sky, and the stars are like naughty children, twinkling in the starry sky to tease the world.
In the small courtyard, Ye Qinghan and Ye Qingyu sat side by side on stone chairs, leaning on each other, looking up at the stars, each thinking about their own thoughts.
Whoops!
Ye Qinghan panted heavily from time to time, rubbing a bronze ring on her ring finger with her fingers, feeling extremely depressed.
After he spent an afternoon appraising the ring, he finally determined it to be a "three-in-one brand" ring with no magical function, no economic value, and no ornamental value.
To put it simply, it is an ugly broken copper ring, a piece of waste that has been left on the ground without being inspected.
In the afternoon, after the ring fell to the ground and the golden faucet dropped, he concluded that it was a fake.
But he was still unwilling to give up, imagining that there would be miracles.
So he carefully hung up the golden surface on the outside of the ring.
I got this bronze ring that looks very ordinary.
The ring is made entirely of bronze, and is black and numb.
There is no blue dragon, fire or phoenix engraved on it, it is just engraved with a big word "soul".
Generally, rings will be marked with calligraphy when they are made, which is very common.
But Ye Qinghan didn't believe in fate and always thought about miracles happening.
I have read a lot of online articles in my previous life, and the artifacts and fairy weapons in them all seemed very ordinary, requiring special means to activate and recognize the master.
So he took the simplest method and confessed his master by shedding blood.
So I endured the pain, cut my finger open with a knife and dripped blood on it, but there was no reaction at all.
He gritted his teeth, fearing that there wouldn't be enough blood, so he squeezed hard and continued dripping.
After dripping more than half a bowl of blood, he finally had a reaction...
The ring was fine, something was wrong with him - his head started to feel dizzy and he felt light-headed. , there were stars in his eyes, it was obvious... he had lost too much blood.
All right!
Dropping blood doesn't work, so let's try another method.
So it was roasted by fire and smoked again, and finally he even ran to the latrine and threatened to throw the ring away if it didn't work.
After messing around all afternoon, the ring is still the same, but a little darker... due to the fire.
In desperation, Ye Qinghan finally gave up.
Since this was the only thing left by his father, he thought about it and didn't throw it away.
He wore it as a souvenir.
The master's father, who is number one on the Earth Ranking and is a third-level expert in the imperial realm, left him two "heavy treasures".
One item is a "semi-finished product", and it is not known whether there are dangerous "semi-finished products".
The other one is a complete knock-off.
It looks bright on the outside but is a bag of straw on the inside.
That's why he was depressed all afternoon. … "Brother, you said before that after death, people will turn into stars in the sky.
Is this true?"
Ye Qingyu sat quietly, wearing a white dress, her face was quiet and graceful, and it looked like she was falling under the moonlight.
Mortal fairy.
"It's more like turning into stars or mud..."
Ye Qinghan was depressed at this time and couldn't help muttering in a low voice.
When he was bored when he was young, he told his sister some fairy tales, but this simple sister still believed them to be true.
But when he turned around to look at his sister's eyes, which were as dark as black pearls and without any impurities.
She felt that she couldn't bear to destroy the beautiful fantasy in her heart, tilted her head and said: "Well...
I mean, if the body turns into spring mud, the soul ascends to the sky and turns into stars, people as good as our mother and father must be Can turn into stars!"
"Well, I will definitely do it.
People as good as my father and mother can turn into stars for eternity."
Not falling.
If my father hadn't adopted me back then, Qingyu would have been homeless long ago.
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My father passed away early, and my mother treated me as if she were her own child.
She raised me, loved me, and taught me.
Even if Qingyu died, she would not be able to repay the kindness of the two elders.
Unfortunately, if Qingyu failed to repay the kindness, they would be gone..."
As Ye Qingyu spoke, her tone gradually became choked with sobs.
He bowed his head slightly, put his head close to his arms, and cried softly.
Forehead!
Women are indeed made of water.
Ye Qinghan sighed in her heart, patted her back gently and comforted her: "Okay, the deceased is gone.
You still have me as your brother!
From now on in this world, we will depend on each other." !”
"kindness!"
Ye Qingyu nodded gently and looked at Ye Qinghan with dreaming eyes.
That tearful and pitiful look touched the softest part of Ye Qinghan's heart.
At this moment, Ye Qinghan felt that nothing mattered anymore.
Even the oath he made in front of his mother's soul was a little confused.
He was thinking about it, was his decision really the right one?
Apart from anything else, he didn't even remember the secret book of divine blood left by his father at this moment.
He was thinking that if he had any shortcomings, he would be fine.
People who had already died once would close their eyes, kick off their legs, and float away to the west.
But what should my sister do?
She is a mentally retarded woman with no martial arts skills and no means of survival.
Living in this world of the weak and the strong, living in this cold and cold-blooded Yejia, helpless and drifting with the tide...
"well……" Ye Qinghan let out a long sigh, but her heart became more and more melancholy and confused. … The next day, the wind was calm and the sun was beautiful, with no clouds in the sky.
In Cangcheng, Niulan Street is very busy with people coming and going.
On both sides of the street, various vendors setting up stalls doing business, From time to time he shouted at passers-by.
"Brother, hurry up!
There are a lot of fun things over there!"
A man and a woman walked up to the intersection.
The man was dressed in green and had a delicate face, looking like a frail scholar.
Although the woman was younger and slightly smaller, she was already showing her beauty like a budding lotus.
She was here to relax.
Ye Qinghan brother and sister.
Ye Qingyu held Ye Qinghan's hand and looked left and right on the street, like a bird that had been released from a cage after a long time, filled with joy.
"Uh!"
Ye Qinghan's face was calm and his expression was peaceful.
He seemed to have forgotten all his worries and just walked around quietly with his sister.
My sister saw that he was very depressed and troubled these days.
So I made an excuse to say that I wanted to buy something and took him out for shopping.
He knew that.
I am also happy to have such a gentle and considerate sister.
Although my sister was diagnosed as a child, she has been with her mother since she was a child.
Her temperament is exactly the same as her mother's, quiet, gentle and caring.
Huh?
There are actually many books for sale here!
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Ye Qinghan stood next to a small stall, which was set up by an old man who looked like a scholar.
The stall is small, but there are many books on three floors.
The old man was sitting behind the bookstall, holding a book and reading it with relish.
When a visitor came to the door, he did not say hello, but took a glance and continued reading his book.
"Geography of the Continent", "Summary of the Imperial War", "Summary of the Three Jedi"... there are a dazzling array of books in various genres, which made Ye Qinghan's eyes dazzled.
Although the Ye family has these books, with Ye Qinghan's qualifications, he definitely has no chance to read them.
And most of the books in his father's house are poems and songs.
So Ye Qinghan was very happy to see it.
"Brother, you have a choice here.
If you like it, Buy a few books, I'll go over there and buy some stuff. " Ye Qingyu, who was next to her, flipped through a few books at random, but found them boring.
She said something to Ye Qinghan and walked forward.
In front of them were several female rouge stalls.
This was something that all little girls liked.
Forehead!
Ye Qinghan turned his head and glanced, responded, and continued watching.
"Fu Zhan, which arose three thousand years ago, is a divine oracle promulgated by the city to quell the constant wars between the three provinces.
Once every thirty years, each of the three provinces sends people to fight, and according to the points earned by the participants, they are rated as superior.
The upper-level mansions and the lower-level mansions enjoy yearly tributes from the middle-level mansions, and those who participate in battles can exchange for rewards from the divine city..."
Ye Qinghan picked up a book "An Overview of Mansion War" and read it with gusto.
In the past, he only knew about the Youfu War, but this book summarizes all the contents and rules.
"Well, old sir, I want these books.
How much do they cost?"
Ye Qinghan selected six books, raised her head and asked the old man.
"Five crystal coins each."
The old man said coldly without even raising his head.
Well, Ye Qinghan threw thirty crystal coins and ignored the old man's unreasonableness.
Wrap the six books in a cloth bag and leave.
"Let me go!
Brother..."
Sudden!
Just when Ye Qinghan turned around, a familiar voice came from a distance.
Ye Qinghan was startled, and suddenly raised his head and opened his eyes wide, filled with shock...
This was his sister's voice.
In the distance, Ye Qingyu's figure was vaguely visible, and a white figure next to her actually grabbed her hand.
Ye Qingyu was struggling there while shouting loudly towards Ye Qinghan. call out!
Ye Qinghan put the book in his arms, but the man suddenly swooped in that direction like a mad leopard.