Vol 2 Chapter 1253: Shepherd city under heavy fog

Chapter 1253, Shepherd City under heavy fog
Say goodbye to the antique shop in Zslad, all the way to the exit.
Perhaps it is to see Angel's thoughts, Sanders indulged in a moment: "Zisled has his own set of criteria in his mind, he respects the balance, and also gives it while invading. This is not only It is for his guests to have this set of standards, and for those who have been victimized by the transaction, he also treats them equally."
Sandston was suddenly stunned and suddenly smiled: "Speaking of it, when Zislide first entered the wizarding world, he still had something like you."
"However, you are stronger than him. If you look at the problem, even if you don't like it, you can still face it rationally and objectively. But the original Zislad, but the blood is incredible."
For the first time, Angel was listening to Sanders about his own past, and he couldn’t help but be curious: "What then?"
"The life of a person is too short, and humanity is too unpredictable. The longer you experience, the more you will understand. Time has consumed the blood of Zislad, and the innocent people can't stand it again and again. The wind blows and rains.
Sanders did not explain what it meant to be 'wind and rain,' but paused:
Speaking of it, now he, I feel that there has been no change with the past. At least, he compared For the rest of the wizarding world, there has been an initial heart for hundreds of years."
Sanders turned his head and looked at the row of swashes on the wall of the gate -
"If you are willing to burn the radiance of life, come in exchange for a rose. I think, you must be crazy."
Although this sentence is from "Small Flower Dancer for Sin", the author of this book is actually Zislide. He engraved this sentence in his own door, not only to show his identity, but also means that this is Zislide's own experience.
He is both self-reported and introspective.
Because he used to have such an impulse, with his own life, in exchange for an unremarkable rose.
......
Riding on the gondola, I flew up.
As before, Gondola was covered by Saunders with illusion, and others could not see it.
But even if you don't use illusion to hide, such a day is still no one will notice.
Heavy fog.
And it is still a fog in the haze.
The skylight is haze, turning the color of the entire Shepherd City into a blue-black color, on a very blurry boundary that can be seen and seen.
Adding to the fog, although the fog is not strong, it still makes the visibility drop a bit. Except for the vicinity of the street lights, as well as the surrounding lights of the building, other places are invisible.
Anger drove Gondola and flew outside the Shepherd.
Along the way, Angel was caught in a kind of self-examination because of the previous transaction of Zisred. Sanders also kept silent, and his mind was still thinking about the wave of impact that Angel had brought him.
For a time, the silent atmosphere was maintained for a while.
It wasn't until he was about to go to the outer area of ​​the Shepherd City that Angel had recovered from the self. It was not that he wanted to understand it, but was attracted by the ground.
Below is a climbing road with building silhouettes on either side of the slope, no street lights, but the light in the building escapes, making the climbing road at least not so dark.
This climbing road is not on the main city trunk road, so the urban construction plan has not been extended to this, the ground has no floor tiles, pure dirt road. Last night it seemed to have a drizzle, making the road very muddy.
At this time, on this muddy ramp, there is a figure with an oil lamp, and the front of it.
This figure was wearing a rain-proof cloak, so at first, Anger didn't care, just thought it was a lonely passerby. Later, the reason for Angel's attention was because the ground was too slippery and she fell.
She was kneeling on the floor, and the cloak fell because of the action, revealing her white hair.
The oil lamp also landed nearby, and the dim light shone, just to her face. Looking down from the sky, Anger immediately saw the old face illuminated by the radiance.
This is a grandmother, the one that Angel had seen in the antique shop in Zisred!
Angel looked at the people on the ground, and the familiarity in his eyes grew thicker. He didn't notice himself. Because of observation, he hovered Gondola.
This caused the attention of Sanders.
Sanders looked down, but saw a white-haired grandmother on the ground. She seemed to have fallen, and she had been on the ground for a long time without moving. After a while, I was strong and I sat down slowly.
Sitting on a climbing path, surrounded by a blue-black background and occasionally visible light. The fog floated and the old man gasped in a low voice.
Sanders looked at Angel: "Why, you know her?"
Anger shook his head: "I don't know, I always feel a bit familiar, but I can't think of it."
When Sanders heard the words of Angel, he looked at the old man on the ground again. Compared with before, Sanders had to be much more serious. However, the conclusion reached this time is the same as before: "A very ordinary human being, if there is a special need to pick something, she has a sense of disobedience."
"Violation?"
"Her look is not like an old man, but she is not guilty of her lateness."
Saunders’s words reminded Anger of the bridges of some novels in the holographic tablet:
Is it a young soul that broke into the body of another Huafa old man?

Sanders laughed for a while: "If the soul can invade the body in such a simple way, why do you think that there are so many dead souls in the world? The soul invades, there are many restrictions in this, can reach the soul of such restrictions, how can we choose a living How long will the ordinary old man?"
"Not to mention, this person's flesh is the same, and there is no place for anything."
If Angle is thoughtful, it seems to think of something: "I actually saw her in an antique shop before. Will she be a guest of Zilside? Her current situation is to trade youth and life. of?"
Sanders indulged for a moment: "There is this possibility. However, even if she simulated her young, I have never seen it."
The grandmother on the ground finally stood up. Her feet seemed to be picked up. She could only hold the railings on the side of the road and move slowly. As her figure slowly drifted away, Sanders said to Anger: "It's time to go."
Anger beheaded, regardless of the grandmother he did not know, but he can confirm that even if he has a sense of familiarity, but this familiarity is not strong enough to let him recognize his identity at a glance, want to come to this grandmother is not an acquaintance . At most, it is a familiar stranger, and it is still an ordinary person... No need to continue to spend time thinking about it.
Thinking about this, Angel finally looked at her back and drove Gondola to the blue-black sky in the distance.
......
Anada looked up and looked at the blue-black sky after the fog was filled.
Somehow, she always felt that someone was spying on herself, and the sight was from the sky. However, she has been watching for a long time and has not found any clues.
Is she feeling wrong?
At this time, on the top floor of a four-story building on the side of the road, some people pushed open the window, and a little fat man whose facial features were crushed by the meat showed his head.
This little fat man is estimated to be thirteen or four years old. He saw Anada, his eyes lit up, and then his eyes turned around and seemed to think of something. I saw his cheeks slamming and sucking, and a thick parabolic sputum spit out in the direction of Anadar.
However, the bear's head is very poor, and it is concentrated in the place of five or six meters from Ananda.
Ananda glared at the little fat man and wanted to swear a few words, but now the body can't hold it, and can only whisper: "Awful stinky boy, if it was a few days ago, I am not on Go up and unload your limbs!"
That is to say, Anadar is now weak and weak, how can he compare to the little fat man.
She could only helplessly snorted, squatting and squatting away, and could hear the laughter of the little fat man.
After the bear child's mischief, Ananda did not pursue the kind of sneak peek before, maybe the kind of sneak sensation, that is, the residents in the nearby high-rise, teasing after seeing her fall.
Ananda left the climb with a gloomy mood. It is a few hundred meters away from the house she is renting now. If it is in the past, it is estimated that it will take a few minutes to get home, but now she, the few hundred meters is as long as the past ten or so.
Anada slowly moved her steps, and her bones had a feeling of coagulation, which made her very uncomfortable. Coupled with the previous ankles, it is more uncomfortable to walk.
It was hard to move more than two hundred meters. Anada couldn’t walk anymore and had to sit on the flowerbed on the side of the road.
When Ananda rested, there was a melodious choir in her ear.
She turned back curiously, but saw the voice of the choir coming from the theater behind her.
She knows that this theater is a children's choir in the daytime, and an adult choir in the evening. When she did not get old, she also went to listen to it. However, as a low-profile Asian, it is really not to appreciate the sound of this singer. Instead of listening to these sly, tangled dog blood poems, it is better to go to the Meixiang Grand Theatre to watch an adult stage play.
Nowadays, the voice from the theater is exactly what she did not like about love and love.
However, it may be necessary to listen to it, or to experience uncomfortable things. Listening to the singing, Anada is not so disgusted.
Even, I was fascinated.
The choir's love poem tells the story of a romantic and true love, but unfortunately, after all kinds of hardships, this couple is so hard to be together, but the madness of the son is hurting the body because of the young waves, unfortunately died of illness, only stay The little girl who has been loyal to her life.
The story is very cliché, but the love poem is beautiful.
"How many people have loved you, the figure when the night coconut blooms. Love your beauty, love you with a waist."
"How many people have read you, the silhouette of the white goose pen. Look at your past, read your bright smile."
"It’s okay, it’s still a trace on your face.

"Even though it is old, even though it is full of wrinkles, even though everyone has left you, I am still in the mountains, after the stars, and in your memory, just as I was waiting for you to read."
Perhaps Ananda has not experienced this kind of love, but the contrast between this time change is deeply left in her heart. Not long ago, she was still a young and beautiful girl, but now... wrinkles are everywhere, and the old seems to be entering the coffin.
"I will care about this kind of person?" Anada whispered, but in her mind, she could not help but raise the shadow of a young boy. That is her childhood, Whitby.
"There is nothing wrong with singing, love will eventually die, and youth will grow old." Anada took a deep breath. "As long as you can follow this path, everything is worth it."
Thinking of this, Anada stood up again. It is only two hundred meters away from home.
As soon as I get home, I can take the medicine I changed from Zisred. Even if I lost my youth, even if I agreed to the various demonic money of Zislad, as long as it succeeds, she is willing to give everything!
(End of this chapter)