At this moment, Tian Buyi and the others finally spoke up and asked Mo Mo about his purpose in coming, saying, "Elder Wangchen, are you also here to watch the competition among the disciples of the various peaks?"
"Yeah, I came over to take a look because I was bored, but this martial arts is a bit disappointing! They have no fighting spirit at all, just all show and no substance. They give up as soon as they see the slightest sign of defeat, and then they show off when they are slightly stronger. It's really boring!" Just then, Mo Mo descended from the cloud and casually put away the things on the cloud.
"After all, this is just a friendly exchange between fellow disciples. It's best to stop when you've reached a point. It's good that the stronger disciples can show some respect and that the weaker ones can also perform well!" Although that's what they said, Tian Buyi and the others knew that what Mo Mo said was indeed a problem. However, the Qingyun Seven Sects Martial Arts Tournament has always been like this. How well the participants perform depends entirely on themselves, and they never interfere.
"The competition is over, I should be going now." With that, Mo Mo turned to leave, but after taking a step, he suddenly seemed to remember something. He beckoned to the white cloud behind him, and the four or five-meter-long cloud quickly shrank and fell into his hand. Then, Mo Mo held the shrunken cloud, which was no bigger than his palm, in one hand and came to Zhang Xiaofan. He smiled and said, "We've met a few times, so I'll give you this cloud. I wish you both a son soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, the white cloud in Mo Mo's hand slowly floated to Zhang Xiaofan's front. Looking at Zhang Xiaofan and Tian Ling'er, who were blushing with embarrassment because of his words, Mo Mo laughed, turned around and nodded to Tian Buyi and the others, then lightly lifted his foot and instantly disappeared from everyone's sight.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 294 Finally, we arrived at our destination.
"That, that is actually the legendary 'a world apart yet so close'." Shang Zhengliang's words from Chaoyang Peak were like an atomic bomb dropped on a calm sea, stirring up huge waves in the hearts of the many Qingyun Sect members on the mountaintop.
"A World Within Reach" is a legendary supernatural power that exists only in legends. It is said that "A World Within Reach" can turn the ends of the earth into a mere foot. When cultivated to its fullest extent, it can travel thousands of miles away in an instant with just a thought. It can be said that as long as one possesses this supernatural power, one can roam freely among the great generals of the world and go anywhere in the heavens and on the earth. There is another supernatural power named after it, "Shrinking the Earth into an Inch".
"This supernatural power was lost in ancient times, and it is said that no one has ever seen it. I always thought it was just a legend, but I never expected to see it with my own eyes today." Tian Buyi was full of amazement.
“Wait, that’s not right. If none of you have seen it, how can you be sure it’s the edge of the world?” As a woman, Su Ru was more thoughtful and offered her own different perspective after careful consideration. The other disciples of Qingyun Sect also looked at Tian Buyi and Shang Zhengliang expectantly, waiting for their answers.
“Junior Sister Su Ru, now that you mention it, I’m a little unsure if it was truly ‘reaching the ends of the earth’. When Elder Wang Chen left just now, he did indeed disappear into thin air after taking a single step, and I didn’t sense any magical fluctuations. It didn’t seem like he left using magic. The only techniques I can think of that can achieve this are ‘reaching the ends of the earth’ and ‘shrinking the earth into an inch.’ Other escape techniques, no matter how advanced, will at least leave some magical fluctuations.” After hearing Shang Zhengliang’s explanation, Su Ru thought about it carefully and realized that it was indeed true.
"Why worry about it so much? Even if it's not one of those two divine abilities, it must be an extremely powerful spell. And the more powerful Elder Wangchen is, the stronger Qingyun will be. I don't dare to hope that Elder Wangchen will pass down this divine ability, but it shouldn't be a problem to ask him for a couple of moves to make myself fly faster. If I could even learn a move or two..." Tian Buyi's chubby face was full of longing, but it wasn't just Tian Buyi who was full of longing. At this moment, on this peak, apart from Zhang Xiaofan and Tian Ling'er, who were lost in their own world, daydreaming after Mo Mo's words "May you have a son soon," who didn't have a lecherous look on their face?
Mo Mo had no idea that his departure would cause such a situation. In the future, many Qingyun disciples would often visit his courtyard in groups, causing him considerable trouble. However, Su Ru was not wrong. Mo Mo did not use the "Close-up" technique when he left, nor did he use the "Shrinking the Earth" technique. It was actually just Mo Mo's use of spatial power, which had already touched the origin of space. Although it looked similar to "Close-up" and "Shrinking the Earth," it was far more powerful than these two supernatural abilities.
The concepts of "a world within reach" and "shrinking the earth into an inch" also involve the application of spatial power. The operating principle of these two concepts is actually very simple. Imagine space as a piece of paper. "A world within reach" or "shrinking the earth into an inch" is like folding this paper so that your current point coincides with the point you want to go to. Then you can jump directly from your current point to the point you want to go to, thus achieving the magical phenomenon of making the ends of the earth seem as close as a foot away. Of course, the real situation is definitely much more complicated than this.
Mo Mo's method is even more complex. Both "A World Within Reach" and "Shrinking the Earth to an Inch" involve folding space and then jumping. This means that as long as you interfere with them when they activate this supernatural power, such as unfolding the folded space or adding another layer between the two points, their supernatural powers will not work. Mo Mo's method is even more complex. If "A World Within Reach" or "Shrinking the Earth to an Inch" are performed on the surface of space, Mo Mo's method involves jumping and moving inside space. Therefore, ordinary confinement or interference is completely ineffective because he has entered a mirror world similar to the real world, and his movement takes place inside it.
Therefore, those Qingyun disciples who wanted to learn the supernatural abilities of "咫尺天涯" (a skill that allows one to travel to distant places) or "缩地成寸" (a skill that shrinks the earth to an inch) from Mo Mo were destined to be disappointed, because Mo Mo simply did not know these two supernatural abilities. Although it would be very easy for him to create these two supernatural abilities with his understanding of space, why would he waste his energy to create a slightly inferior one when he already had something better? As for learning the spatial travel method that Mo Mo currently uses, that is even more impossible. Even if Mo Mo were willing to teach, it would be very difficult for them not to learn it, because to use Mo Mo's void travel method, they must have a certain understanding of spatial power, and this certain understanding is enough for them to comprehend a spatial escape method similar to "咫尺天涯".
However, all of this was no longer relevant to Mo Mo. He had already returned to his courtyard, and the first thing he saw upon returning was a scene that made his lips twitch involuntarily. At that moment, Kaguya was bathing the Fire Qilin in a jade tub that was over a meter wide and half a meter high. The tub was filled with ice marrow, and the Fire Qilin inside was already listless, with even its scales covered with a thin layer of ice.
"Kaguya, what are you doing?" Mo Mo's lips twitched involuntarily. Using ice marrow to bathe the fire qilin, how could she even think of that? Wasn't she afraid of freezing the fire qilin to death?
Hearing Mo Mo's words, Kaguya looked up with delight, tossed the Fire Qilin aside, picked up a towel from beside the jade tub, wiped her hands, and then stood up to reply to Mo Mo: "I was giving the Fire Qilin a bath. He said his resistance to low temperatures was too weak, so he asked me to help him improve his resistance to low temperatures. I happen to have a lot of Ice Marrow, so I'm giving him a soak."
What could Mo Mo say? Since it was his own initiative, Mo Mo let him be. So Mo Mo said, "That's ambitious, keep it up," and left the hut. The scene was too beautiful for Mo Mo to bear. Can you imagine a fire-dominant Qilin, which should be bathed in raging flames, looking like a little dog shivering in the winter rain? And although this little dog was shivering from the cold, it looked like it was enjoying itself. Mo Mo could only choose not to see it.
After leaving the courtyard, Mo Mo found a cloud on the mountain that looked pleasing to the eye and lay down on it. He then let the white cloud drift with the wind, while he lay on the cloud watching the clouds roll and unroll in the sky. Time passed by unnoticed.
As the sun sets and the moon rises, the Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament at Qingyun has been underway for three days. On the first night, Mo Mo saw Cangsong, disguised, trying to steal the Qiankun Nine Cauldron from the clouds, but was scared away by Zeng Shushu. According to the original drama, when Zeng Shushu scared away the disguised Cangsong, Zhang Xiaofan, who was staying at Feng Hui Peak because his senior sister was in love with Qi Hao, was actually sitting on the roof with Tian Ling'er, cuddling and watching the moon.
After this incident, Qingyun Mountain increased its vigilance even further. Cangsong made no further moves, and the Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament continued smoothly. After three days of competition, the top four were successfully determined: Qi Hao from Tongtian Peak, Zeng Shushu from Fenghui Peak, Lu Xueqi from Xiaozhu Peak, and Zhang Xiaofan from Dazhu Peak. Lin Jingyu, another boy from Caomiao Village, was defeated by Qi Hao on the huge arena carved from the mountain peak, and ultimately stopped at the top eight.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 295 Unspeakable Past Events
Early the next morning, the steps in front of the arena were crowded with Qingyun disciples, because today was the semi-final. After these two matches, it was pretty clear who would win first place. Unlike the original series, this time Zhang Xiaofan relied on his own strength to fight his way up, not on the power of magic weapons. So there was no ridicule or slander as in the original series. Every move he made was pure Qingyun kung fu.
At this time, Zhang Xiaofan's cultivation was advancing by leaps and bounds thanks to his own efforts, and his realm was advancing by thousands of miles a day. In addition, his beloved senior sister was in love with him, so he was enjoying a double harvest of career and love. Moreover, he was not bad-looking. He was young and handsome and had profound cultivation. He was an idol of many Qingyun disciples. This was a world of difference from the original drama where he was suspected, misunderstood by his friends, punished by his sect, and had his senior sister snatched away. However, when he saw the name of his next opponent, his expression suddenly froze. The name listed next to his own was "Qi Hao".
For some reason, when he saw the name Qi Hao, he felt an inexplicable feeling, as if something very important had been taken away from him. But it wasn't quite like that, because he could clearly feel a sense of relief in his heart. This puzzled Zhang Xiaofan greatly. Although Qi Hao was an outstanding disciple of Tongtian Peak with great strength, they hadn't had much interaction and hadn't even met many times. But the feeling in his heart was definitely there.
After thinking about it, Zhang Xiaofan still couldn't figure it out. He then attributed it to his own nervousness. After all, Qi Hao was an outstanding disciple of Tongtian Peak, with much more years of cultivation than him and extraordinary strength. He was a favorite to win the martial arts competition, while Zhang Xiaofan was just a novice who had only been cultivating for a few years. In addition, with the expectations of his master, mistress, and senior brothers and sisters, it was inevitable that he would be a little nervous.
Just then, Zhang Xiaofan felt a weight on his shoulder, and a kind voice came from beside him, "What are you thinking about so intently?"
Hearing that familiar voice, Zhang Xiaofan's inexplicable feelings vanished instantly, leaving only a faint joy. He didn't know why, but he was always very happy and relaxed when he was with Zeng Shushu, unlike the other Qingyun disciples, with whom he always felt constrained.
"I'm thinking about whether I should collect your body later." Zhang Xiaofan's lips curled up slightly.
"Collecting corpses? What corpses? I'm still alive and well... Damn it, Lu Xueqi, my next opponent is Xueqi! Oh no, how can I bear to hurt my Xueqi? Should I pretend to have diarrhea in the next match? But will that leave a cowardly impression on her? I'm so conflicted! I wish my opponent was you." Zeng Shushu's face was full of conflict.
"Alright, stop worrying about it. Just give it your all. Since you're facing off, you should give it your all. Losing isn't shameful, after all, she's a leading figure among the younger generation of Qingyun. If you win, that's even better, proving that with your strength you can protect her and be her strong shield." Zhang Xiaofan said in a very relaxed tone, while patting his friend on the shoulder to encourage him.
"Yeah, how come I didn't think of that? You really are my good brother." After Zhang Xiaofan said that, Zeng Shushu stopped worrying about it and also noticed the name next to Zhang Xiaofan's.
"Qi Hao, that's right. Qi Hao is the strongest disciple of Tongtian Peak in this generation. I'm facing Xue Qi, so it's only natural that your opponent is Qi Hao, Xiao Fan. Just do your best. Anyway, we're already in the top four, and we've already received all the rewards we deserve. There's no need to push ourselves too hard, just do your best."
Zhang Xiaofan found it strange. How could someone advise their good friend like that? What's with all this talk about just doing your best? Shouldn't they be encouraging you to defeat your opponent?
Zeng Shushu saw the doubt in Zhang Xiaofan's eyes, so he explained to Zhang Xiaofan: "Qi Hao is the strongest among the young disciples of Tongtian Peak, and perhaps the strongest among the young generation of Qingyun. I'm afraid no one except my Xueqi is his match. Most importantly, he participated in the previous Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament, so he has much more combat experience than us."
"What! He participated in the previous Seven Veins Martial Arts Tournament, which means he's at least seventy years old? Isn't he even older than my grandfather?" Zhang Xiaofan's face was filled with shock.
"puff"
"Hahaha"
As soon as Zhang Xiaofan said that, everyone around him burst into laughter. Even the female disciples couldn't help but cover their mouths and giggle, and Zeng Shushu even squatted down on the ground clutching her stomach.
"I can't take it anymore, I'm going to die, hahaha, I'm dying of laughter, I'm dying of laughter." Zeng Shushu clutched her stomach, laughing so hard she could barely breathe.
"Uh..." Looking at his fellow disciples who were instantly laughing to the ground, Zhang Xiaofan felt a little embarrassed, wondering what he had said wrong.
“Xiao Fan, what you said is actually true, but from the moment you stepped into Qingyun, your fate has been completely different. Perhaps in the eyes of mortals, seventy years is a long time, or even their entire life, but in our eyes, seventy years is not long. It's not exactly a blink of an eye, but it's not a very long time either. After all, as long as one achieves success in cultivation, living for hundreds or even thousands of years is not a big problem. So don't say things like that in the future, or people will laugh at you.” In the end, Zeng Shushu explained the reason to him.
"So that's how it is. But he really has lived for over seventy years, right? Then I have nothing to worry about. After all, I've only been cultivating for a few years. Even if I lose, it's not shameful. But speaking of which, Shushu, how old are you? Can you tell me?" Zeng Shushu's explanation made Zhang Xiaofan suddenly understand. But then he leaned closer to Zeng Shushu and whispered to him about his age, as well as the ages of the other senior brothers.
As the two whispered among themselves, the allotted time for the competition quickly came to an end. Mo Mo and the seven peak leaders sat quietly in front of the main hall at the top of the stairs. Other disciples gathered on the stairs to watch, and some people also watched from the railings on both sides of the hall, but there were very few, since the stairs were closer.
Today's two matches are as follows: the first match is between Zeng Shushu and Lu Xueqi, and the second match is between Zhang Xiaofan and Qi Hao.
Zeng Shushu finally put away his usual playful smile and became serious. On the other side, Lu Xueqi stood alone in her white dress, her waist-length hair fluttering in the wind. With the morning mist still lingering above the arena, Lu Xueqi at this moment truly seemed like a fairy who had descended to earth.
"Senior brothers, who do you think has a better chance of winning this match?" Looking at Lu Xueqi, who stood alone in the arena like a fairy, Shuiyue from Xiaozhu Peak was filled with satisfaction and couldn't help but ask the others for their opinions on the match.
"Naturally, Xueqi has a better chance of winning. I'm already surprised that this kid has achieved what he has, given his lazy and idle nature. As for beating Xueqi, Zeng Shuchang just shook his head and didn't finish his sentence, but everyone present knew what he was going to say.
After Zeng Shuchang finished speaking, everyone except Mo Mo and Dao Xuan echoed his words, which filled Shui Yue's face with joy. However, seeing that Mo Mo and Dao Xuan were just smiling and not saying anything, she was a little puzzled. So she couldn't help but ask Dao Xuan, "Senior brother, what do you think?"
"It's hard to say. If Shushu goes all out, the outcome is unpredictable. But I'm afraid he won't go all out, after all, you all know his intentions." Daoxuan's words left the other six sect leaders quite puzzled.
They certainly knew Zeng Shushu's feelings for Lu Xueqi; in fact, they knew Zeng Shushu quite well. But it was precisely because they knew Zeng Shushu that they were puzzled. In their impression, Zeng Shushu was nothing but idleness and apathy. Although he was exceptionally talented, he rarely cultivated. So they simply couldn't believe that Zeng Shushu would have such strength.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 296 The Return Journey
The two people on the stage were oblivious to what others were saying; at this moment, their eyes were only on their opponent.
The moment the two locked eyes, the air seemed to freeze. However, this was merely an illusion. It was because the aura emanating from the two was so strong that it created a certain pressure on those who were not strong enough, thus producing a hallucination.
There were no formalities or eye contact. When their momentum reached its peak, they moved at the same time. Their longswords were drawn almost simultaneously. Lu Xueqi's sword pointed straight ahead, while Zeng Shushu's sword pointed diagonally at the ground. They charged at each other at the same time, covering a distance of more than ten meters in the blink of an eye.
"Clang!"
In the center of the arena, the two men made a sword gesture with one hand and gripped their longswords tightly with the other. The two longswords crossed and clashed, and dazzling sparks burst forth at the point of contact. A strong gust of wind also erupted from the two men, completely dispersing the remaining mist on the arena.
After the attack, the two quickly retreated and returned to their previous positions.
"Your strength is not bad, you didn't embarrass Uncle Zeng." Lu Xueqi's pretty face remained cold, and even when praising Zeng Shushu, there was no other expression on her face.
"That's right, otherwise how would I protect you, Xueqi? I'm determined to protect you for life." Zeng Shushu's face showed a proud smile after receiving Lu Xueqi's praise. However, he also remembered the difficulties in obtaining this strength. Every day before dawn, he had to get up to feed the cute fire unicorn, take care of the beast's enclosure, and then turn the soil, weed, and water the vegetable garden twice a day, morning and evening. The water had to be from the pool where the Spirit Venerable lived. What's worse, he couldn't use magic to carry it and had to carry it back step by step in wooden buckets. After watering, he had to chop firewood, chopping a kind of wood that was several times stronger than the bamboo on Dazhu Peak. Although it was hard work, the rewards were plentiful. At least he hadn't shown his full strength in the Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament yet.
Hearing Zeng Shushu's words, which sounded like a vow, Lu Xueqi's eyes finally showed a slight ripple. She had always thought Zeng Shushu was just an idle and lazy good-for-nothing, so even though he had been pestering her, she had never given him a kind look. She also looked down on his days of tinkering with magical artifacts and taming strange animals. But today she realized, "He's not so useless after all; he does have some skill." This made Lu Xueqi think of Zeng Shushu a little more highly.
Despite their high regard for each other, the contest had to continue, and sparks flew from their swords once again.
"I never expected Shushu to have such strength. Junior Brother Zeng, that's not very kind of you. You kept him hidden so well. If it weren't for this martial arts competition, we wouldn't have known." Tian Buyi couldn't help but sigh as he watched the two fighting fiercely on the arena below.
"That's right, I never expected you to be this kind of person, Senior Brother. If my Xueqi hadn't been strong enough, she probably would have already been defeated by Shushu." Although Shuiyue's words contained a hint of resentment, they also revealed a touch of joy.
"I really didn't know that, and he really hasn't cultivated much. When he returns to Feng Hui Peak, he just fiddles with his mechanical treasures and the like. If I hadn't forced him, he wouldn't have cultivated at all." Zeng Shuchang's words were full of surprise. He really didn't know that Zeng Shushu had such strength, and what he said was all true.
The others, seeing that his tone and demeanor didn't seem to be faking it, became even more suspicious. They then turned their gazes to Dao Xuan, who simply smiled slightly and didn't say anything. Instead, he glanced at Mo Mo, who was leaning back in his chair, cracking melon seeds and watching the competition below.
The six looked at Mo Mo, still unable to understand. Zeng Shuchang was the first to lose his composure and said, "Please enlighten us, Senior Brother."
"It's very simple. Hasn't your Shushu been helping out at Elder Wangchen's courtyard a lot lately? That's actually a form of cultivation. Besides, Elder Wangchen is very generous, with countless elixirs, miraculous medicines, and rare fruits. Your Shushu has certainly had his fill of food while he's been there." Dao Xuan glanced at Mo Mo and, seeing that Mo Mo didn't react, told them the real reason.
"No wonder this kid's strength and realm have increased so quickly. I originally thought he had stolen the spiritual pills I had hidden, and I even hung him up and beat him up. I didn't expect it was for this reason. It seems I was really wrong last time." After hearing Dao Xuan's explanation, Uncle Zeng finally understood the cause and effect.
"Oh, is that so? After the competition, shouldn't you apologize to your nephew? After all, you wronged him last time and even hung him up and beat him up." Even the usually composed Dao Xuan couldn't help but be surprised upon hearing this, not expecting that Uncle Zeng would actually go so far.
"Apologize? No, I'm regretting not being firm enough last time. This kid dared to hoard good stuff, and even after I hung him up and beat him, he still wouldn't tell. It seems he's hiding quite a few more good things. No, I have to have my wife search carefully." After saying that, Uncle Zeng sent a message to his wife at Feng Hui Peak, telling her to hurry up and search Zeng Shushu's room to see if there were any hidden treasures.
"puff"
Zeng Shuchang's words were incredibly damaging. They immediately caused Cangsong, who was leisurely sipping his tea with a serious expression, to spit out his tea onto Luoxia Peak Tianyun, who was sitting next to him. Even Mo Mo's hand trembled, causing him to drop a cracked melon seed onto the ground.
Fortunately, Tianyun reacted quickly and used magic to block the splashing tea. Otherwise, the incident caused by Zeng Shuchang's words would have been even bigger. The competition between Zhang Xiaofan and Qi Hao might have been postponed, and instead, the competition between Cangsong, the chief of the Seven Peaks, and Tianyun would have taken place.
Soon, the minor incident caused by Zeng Shuchang subsided, as the battle in the arena had reached a fever pitch. The two fighters stopped testing each other and unleashed their true abilities. Lu Xueqi's Heavenly Evil Sword and Zeng Shushu's Xuanyuan Sword were both activated by their masters, emitting bursts of light. The two fighters were also enveloped in the light, and only their figures could be vaguely discerned.
The two unleashed sword techniques, and those with weaker strength could no longer see them, only their afterimages remaining on the arena. Only the disciples with stronger skills could keep up with their speed and clearly see their movements.
Just then, Lu Xueqi forced Zeng Shushu back with a single sword strike, her feet landing on the Seven Stars formation. With each step, the sky swirled and trembled violently, the clouds converging into a vortex. Simultaneously, clear, melodious sword incantations emanated from Lu Xueqi's lips: "Nine Heavens Mysterious Might, transform into divine thunder. Majestic Heavenly Might, drawn forth with the sword!" The ancient incantation echoed mysteriously once more in the heavens, and her white figure was reflected in the eyes of everyone present, like a wildly dancing lily!
"Divine Sword Thunder Control Technique!" Although they had some guesses, they were still quite shocked when Lu Xueqi actually used it. While the Divine Sword Thunder Control Technique was being used, they also felt sorry for Zeng Shushu. Although he was also very powerful, it was a pity that he was facing Lu Xueqi's Divine Sword Thunder Control Technique, Qingyun's sect's signature sword technique.
"The Divine Sword Thunder Control Technique? It doesn't seem too difficult!" Zeng Shushu's lips curled up slightly. He also stepped on the Seven Stars and slowly recited the ancient incantation, which echoed in the sky along with the wildly dancing silver snake.
"Nine Heavens Mystic Temple, transformed into divine thunder. The majestic might of heaven, drawn forth by the sword!"
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 297 Beast God
Half a month later, two extraordinary young people walked down the street in Yudu City, attracting the attention of passersby. Behind them were two other young people, a man and a woman, riding on a magnificent beast. This beast looked very much like a Qilin, but its scales were light blue, and its four hooves were burning with a ghostly blue flame. It was as if there was an invisible wall in front of this beast, and pedestrians would give way to it. However, strangely, although the people on the street gave way, they seemed not to notice the beast and the two people on it at all. In their eyes, the beast and the two people were as if they did not exist.
"Shushu, have you forgotten the way? We've been walking in Yudu City for over an hour, how come we're still not at your grandfather's house? And why does this street look so familiar to me?" Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help but ask Zeng Shushu, who was leading the way, as he looked at the somewhat familiar street.
"How could that be? Zhang Xiaofan, how dare you doubt someone as wise, brave, intelligent, and kind as me? With my photographic memory, how could I possibly get lost?" Zeng Shushu couldn't help but shout when he heard Zhang Xiaofan questioning him.
"Wait a minute, Shushu, the more I look at that old lady buying vegetables, the more familiar she seems." Although Zhang Xiaofan felt it was very wrong to question his good friend, he found the street increasingly familiar, especially the old lady in front of him. Although there were several fewer people with her buying vegetables compared to before, he still recognized her.
"How could that be? You must be mistaken." Zeng Shushu didn't believe it at all, but after taking a closer look at the old woman, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty, because he also felt that the old woman looked quite familiar.