Nearly half a year of practice has begun to bear fruit, and even after listening to the speech for a while, I feel that most of my spirit has recovered.He stood up and continued walking along the blood-red lines of the Sou Shen Formation.

He kept walking and walking, and after walking for a long time, Lian Tingyu realized that he had unknowingly left Guicheng City.Far away from the bustling traffic, the world became silent again, and Lian Tingyu finally stood in front of a mountain.

The protective bell on the neck suddenly became larger, completely covering the little black cat in the bell, and soon the little black cat disappeared into the air.

This mountain is desolate and not as touristy as Penglai Mountain.There is a ruined temple standing halfway up the mountain. In the ruined temple, there is a statue of a god who does not know whether it is a clay sculpture or a wood carving.

Lian Tingyu walked up to the statue and found that all the paint on the statue's body had fallen off, and even a piece of the base was missing.Lian Tingyu looked up at the statue, although the face of the statue had been weathered badly, but he could still see the kindness and kindness of the statue.

Even Tingyu has read in books that ghosts and gods regard incense and offerings enshrined in the world as food.Lian Tingyu's eyes fell to the ground, and he found that the altar in front of the statue had been shattered into a pile of sawdust.

She must be very hungry, and it hurts to be hungry.

I have something urgent this time, next time I will definitely bring you incense candles and offerings, Lian Tingyu said silently.

But in fact, next time, these two words contain a very uncertain factor, so Lian Tingyu added another sentence: I will definitely come again when I cultivate the human form, or I learn the transportation technique.

The weather gradually turned cloudy, Lian Tingyu ran up the mountain.The weather in midsummer is very changeable. It was sunny at the foot of the mountain, but it was already covered with dark clouds halfway up the mountain.

The blood-red lines became brighter and brighter, Lian Tingyu stopped in his tracks.

Lianfeng is just ahead.

Ignoring the inexplicable sadness in my heart, Lian Tingyu walked around the windy woods and came to a beautiful small house.

This house is very beautiful. There are rose flowers planted around the wall, and an arch is erected at the gate. It is midsummer at this moment, and flowers of various colors climb all over the arch, forming a flower wall.Grape vines and hawthorn trees are planted on the left side of the yard, and slightly shorter strawberry bushes and a vegetable field are planted on the right side.

And Lian Feng was standing under the vine.

Maybe it was because the mountain road was too rough, and even the pads on the soles of Tingyu's feet began to hurt again.It hurt so much, he limped around to Lian Feng's side.

Under the vine, there are two tombstones side by side, one with a cloud engraved on it, and the other with a poplar engraved on it.

The road up the mountain has been very gloomy, and Lian Tingyu originally thought it would rain.But the dark clouds dissipated quickly, the sun shone all over the ground, the sky was blue like that of boating on the lake, and the grape racks exuded a fresh fruit aroma.

Lian Tingyu didn't expect that the scene of seeing his parents again was so beautiful.

He actually knew that his mother was sick, an incurable disease.But she didn't want to tell herself, so she pretended not to know.

Every choice a person makes will split into different lives, so after ten years, Lian Tingyu has been avoiding questions about her mother.

He hoped that in the continuous world, his mother would not be sick, but the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Too many things in this world backfired.

Lian Tingyu turned his head to look at the tombstone with poplar carved beside it.

His father's name is Lian Yang, who is a Chinese teacher in an elementary school. Lian Tingyu has always hoped to study in his father's class when he grows up.

"If the teacher is the father, I will be the most powerful kid!"

The man with a pair of peach blossom eyes smiled and touched the little boy's head: "Dad treats all students equally, if you don't do your homework well, you will also have to beat the hand."

The little boy said disapprovingly: "Don't think I don't know, you never beat children, you are not bad at all! You only scare me!"

The man pinched his face: "You will know when you come."

Only later, both father and son missed their appointments.

The moon gradually rose, Lian Tingyu followed behind Lian Feng, and the two of them walked down the mountain together in the dark.

There are no lights on the mountain, but fortunately the stars are bright enough tonight to illuminate the rugged paths in the mountains.Lian Tingyu followed Lian Feng's back down the mountain and came to the brightly lit urban area - he should go home before the man, otherwise he would be exposed.

Running all the way home, Lian Tingyu ran into the bedroom and took back the protective bell around his neck.

After finishing everything, Lian Tingyu jumped onto the balcony and began to meditate, feeling a sudden sharp pain in his heart.

The little black cat spit out a mouthful of blood.

It was as if the protective cover on his body was shattered all of a sudden, and the tiredness and pain that he hadn't realized came up all at once.Lian Tingyu couldn't hold on any longer, leaning against the wall and slowly falling asleep.

When he woke up again, he found that his injured pad had been bandaged.

Lian Tingyu closed his eyes in a daze, continued to sleep for half an hour, and finally woke up.Avoiding his injured foot, he limped to the edge of the balcony, only to realize that there was another person in the room.

Lian Feng sat on the chair on the left, holding a book in his hand.There was no special expression on his face, as usual.

Lian Tingyu walked up and down on the balcony, thinking about what kind of posture he should use to jump off the balcony so as not to cause secondary damage to his feet.

After wandering around for a long time, didn't even think of a good way to listen to the language.The meat pad really hurt, Lian Tingyu had no choice but to raise his head, and yelled at the man sitting on the chair.

Lian Feng put down the book, walked over and hugged the little black cat in his arms: "Little monster, you have learned to act like a baby."

Lian Tingyu: "."

He nestled in Lian Feng's arms with a blank expression, was carried to the restaurant with a blank expression, and had dinner with a blank expression.

After dinner, Lian Tingyu went to eat on the swing in the yard as usual.The swing is on the far left side of the yard. Sitting on the swing, Lian Tingyu can see star-shaped lights hanging in front of the front, rear, left, and right neighbors' gates.

Is this a special summer custom?

Lian Tingyu jumped off the swing and ran to the gate—as expected, only the gate of their house was bare.

Lian Feng put down his water glass: "Today is the Star Appreciation Festival."

Even Tingyu was a little puzzled, he had never heard of this festival.

"The Star Appreciation Festival is a festival unique to Guicheng."

The fireworks in the sky exploded with a bang, and the sound of continuous closures dissipated in the air.Today is the Star Appreciation Festival, so the fireworks are also made into stars.

Lian Tingyu raised his head.

Stars kept falling in the night sky, drawing out a bright light and shadow, the light and shadow gradually faded, and finally completely disappeared in the night sky.

But there are also new stars that continue to rise and continue to illuminate Guicheng.

Hearing that people will turn into stars after death, Lian Tingyu raised his head, and sure enough there were two brightest stars shining directly facing the courtyard of the villa.

Now that I have met Lian Feng, I will take good care of him for you.

The watery light in the little black cat's eyes made the stars brighter, and in the next second, he was hugged by the man. The man's clothes blocked the night wind.

The sun shone through the window, and the dew rolled from the leaves into the soil. Like every ordinary morning, Lian Tingyu woke up in the morning light.

He opened his eyes in a daze, sat up and rubbed his eyes, his whole face was reflected in the morning light, like a piece of fragile white porcelain.