Chapter 694 The Fifteenth Month Ye Qingshan was very glad that Tianxuan City did not have the custom of putting river lanterns.
Perhaps?
Ye Qingshan didn't dare to be 100% sure about this kind of thing, but at least Ye Qingshan knew that no one would put river lights in the moat.
The moat is very wide, the width is dozens of kilometers, and such a vast water area is destined to flow very slowly, and it is also accompanied by large waves.
The river lantern is only suitable for flat rivers, if it is placed in a moat, there will only be two possibilities, one is that the river lantern is just put in, and it is hit down by a big wave.
Another possibility is that the river lantern stays on the surface of the river and can't run.
Purely by the wind?
Don't make trouble, there are waves when there is wind, such a wide river, once the wind rises, it will inevitably be accompanied by big waves, and a small river lamp can not hold it.
It's August, the weather has become hotter, and there are many people who come to the north moat to fish, but today is August 15, which is the day when everyone gathers.
In all fairness, Ye Qingshan didn't like this kind of atmosphere, after all, compared to the bustle of Tianxuan City at the moment, the desolation and loneliness of the moat inevitably gave people a feeling of depression.
But Ye Qingshan is an exception, compared to being stimulated in Tianxuan City, the bleak riverside in front of him seems to be more suitable for him, after all, out of sight and out of mind.
But there are accidents in everything, Ye Qingshan originally thought that there should be only one of them in the north moat, but what Ye Qingshan didn't expect was that there was actually another person here.
Dressed in a washed white burlap robe, with a small green fish basket on his waist and a green bamboo pole in his hand, he sat quietly by the river alone.
The old man who fished, the father of Yang Wenping, the city lord of Tianxuan City, was in a sense the most powerful old man in Tianxuan City, sitting alone by the river and fishing at the moment.
Ye Qingshan was stunned, looking at the old man sitting alone by the river fishing, his deep eyes flashed with a touch of puzzlement, and with stiff steps, Ye Qingshan sat down next to the willow tree behind the old man, looking at the clear blue river, Ye Qingshan said with a smile: "Uncle, you are really good, you still came here to fish on August 15, you are really dedicated!"
” The fishing old man ignored Ye Qingshan's teasing, his rough hands held the emerald green bamboo pole, his face was full of traces of time, and his slightly cloudy eyes rolled at Ye Qingshan: "What about you?"
Retreat out?
A dignified high-level formation mage, he actually ran here?
” With a dry laugh, Ye Qingshan stretched his waist, the sun sprinkled on his face through the willow branches, feeling the lonely atmosphere around him that was extremely in line with his mood, Ye Qingshan shook his head against his will: "Uncle, I am different from you, I like to be quiet, the atmosphere in the city is too noisy, I don't like it." ” "Fart!"
The fishing old man turned his head suddenly, and his slightly cloudy eyes flashed with a touch of stubbornness: "Don't you like to be quiet?"
” Ye Qingshan was stunned for a moment, looking at the old fishing man in front of him who suddenly burst into foul language, looking at the stubbornness that flashed in the other party's eyes, Ye Qingshan didn't expect this old man who likes fishing to have such a hot temper at the moment.
But after a while, looking at the old man who was completely integrated with the lonely atmosphere around him, he seemed to understand something, Ye Qingshan lowered his head and sighed: "Forget it, uncle, there is no one here, let's tell the truth."
What about Yang Wenping?
Today's holiday, that guy didn't accompany you?
” The old man was stunned for a moment, and the expression on his face couldn't help but become stiff, the fishing old man knew Ye Qingshan's identity, just like Ye Qingshan knew the identity of the fishing old man, but there was nothing to do with the two, coupled with the strange way of communication between the two sides, which caused the two to know each other's details very well, but in terms of conversation, they only stayed on the basis of knowing each other's names.
Originally, the communication between the two should stay at this level forever, but today's day is more special, Ye Qingshan's mood is extremely irritable, and he misses his family, but it is more of a depression that almost drives him crazy.
And the situation of the old man fishing is similar, although it must not be as extreme as Ye Qingshan, but coming here is definitely not normal fishing.
After all, who would be a normal person to go fishing in such a remote place alone during the big festival?
The stiffness on his face gradually softened, looking at Ye Qingshan in front of him, vaguely on Ye Qingshan's body, the old man smelled a faint smell of wine, and his cloudy eyes flashed a touch of darkness: "He's busy, there is a banquet in the City Lord's Mansion on August 15, aren't you the same?"
The atmosphere in the city is not pleasant, right?
” Ye Qingshan was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look at the fishing old man curiously: "You are his father, why don't you go?"
” The old man's face stiffened, and then he shook his head, his slightly cloudy eyes flashed with determination: "He is the city lord, a genius, and the hope of Tianxuan City, I don't want others to know that he has a mortal father." ” Ye Qingshan was stunned for a moment, his brows subconsciously furrowed, a cold light flashed in his deep eyes, and he glared at the fishing old man with a dissatisfied expression: "What's wrong with mortals?"
My parents are mortal.
Why don't I go with you?
Don't worry, when the time comes, just say that we are friends, and there is a high-level formation mage as a friend, and no one will dare to look down on you. ” The old man shook his head, and the resoluteness that flashed in his eyes was instantly covered up by a touch of complexity, but after a while, the old man glared at Ye Qingshan with a smile: "Don't make trouble, I think you want to take advantage of my son, right?"
” The complexity in the old man's eyes was captured by Ye Qingshan, it was a kind of look mixed with expectation and cowardice, the old man wanted to be with his son on this holiday, but the cowardice in his heart made the old man not want others to know that his son had a mortal father like himself, and he didn't want to disgrace his son because of his mortal identity.
Ye Qingshan's mood is very complicated, there are not many people in Tianxuan City who can make him look pleasing to the eye, the old man is one, and it is very likely that he is the only one.
This is a man with a strong heart, he has a stubbornness in his bones, and the reason why Yang Wenping can become the city lord is inseparable from the subtle transformation of the old man.
It was a man that Ye Qingshan admired very much, and a touch of cowardice flashed in his eyes at this moment.
Sighing in his heart, Ye Qingshan had no intention of continuing this topic, he knew the old man, this was a man who would never change as long as he made up his mind.
So at this moment, Ye Qingshan could only chuckle and roll his eyes: "Yoh?
Do you see this?
” The old man glared at Ye Qingshan speechlessly, and a flash of pride flashed in his eyes: "Do you really think that the old man has lived all these years in vain?"
Old man, I have walked across the river, and you have eaten more salt than you have ever eaten. ” I don't know if it's because Ye Qingshan is holding it well, or because of Ye Qingshan's support just now, the old man is rarely talkative, looking at Ye Qingshan's immature face, the old man's face full of traces of time, a touch of elders' care appeared: "It's not that I said you, you young people are in a bad mood, young people should go around more, look at you, you will be homesick after a few years, your mood is too bad!"
” Ye Qingshan was stunned for a moment, and a trace of speechlessness appeared on his face: "I'm in a bad mood?
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Uncle, I'm a high-level formation mage. ” The fishing old man obviously didn't know what it meant to be a high-level formation mage, the formation was originally the path of heart refining, how could he reach the top of the formation without a heart that ignored the common people?
This was also the reason why Ye Qingshan resisted entering the fourth realm of the formation, because he was too indifferent, and he was completely indifferent like a machine.