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The Little Overlord Enters the World No.675 Old Tea Broken Bowl White Moonlight

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    In the mountain village at night in winter, the only sound was the howling wind, and an inexplicable heavy snowfall had just fallen. The moonlight reappeared in the sky, and the bright white moonlight connected the mountains and the mountains, and the forests and the forests. Even though it was late at night, it was still clear to see.

    Wang Jian was sitting alone at the mountain pass. The small mountain pass from which he could see the entire village was next to the tombs of Wang Sanyi and Wang Sanba.

    He is sitting here alone, a little lonely. There is an old thermos bottle next to him, and in front of the tombstone there is a cup of steaming strong tea.

    Wang Jian hugged his knees with his hands and sat on Wang Sanyi's grave. He silently leaned on the tombstone, looked up at the sky, and whispered.

    Although he didn¡¯t know if Wang Sanyi could hear it, Wang Jian still said it.  He expressed all his frustrations and grievances. He had many complaints. Some things made him annoyed, some made him angry, and some made him moved.

    The cigarettes in his hand were lit one by one and extinguished one by one, but he could not finish his words. The small whispers seemed a bit scary on the quiet hills. They could be carried very far by the wind.

    Finally he said he was tired, gently pressed his head against the tombstone, poured out the cold tea in front of his father and eighth uncle, and added another cup of steaming warm tea.

    The tea is coarse tea, with the unique earthy smell of this mountain, but it is this taste that Wang Jian can never forget, so that after drinking so many expensive drinks, he still feels that this earthy smell is the most suitable.  His appetite was like the pike in the Zhen'an River behind the village. Although it was not very appetizing, it allowed him to eat two bowls of rice more than usual.

    Wang Jian put out the cigarette again and looked up at the natal tree that had become bare. It is said that this tree was planted by Wang Sanyi personally for Wang Jian. Whenever Wang Jian comes here to play, he will, intentionally or unintentionally,  Some of them had some words engraved on them, some expressing wishes and others expressing complaints.  Think about it carefully.  Over the years, Wang Jian has not changed much, but the carefreeness he had at that time can no longer come back.

    After drinking all the tea in one breath, Wang Jian ran up the tree in two or three steps, and then the moonlight searched for those childish sentences on the branches of the tree that would make him smile knowingly now.

    But just when I found a sentence and didn't even have time to recognize it, a burst of laughter like wind chimes suddenly came from the bottom of the tree: "How old are you, you still look like a wild monkey."

    Wang Jian lowered his head and found that Shanova was standing below, wearing a rustic yellow down jacket with a rustic style. She put her hands in her pockets and looked up at Wang Jian.  The originally silver-white hair was splashed poetically by the silver-white moonlight, like ripples like silver scales on the sea.

    "I'm looking for the words I carved when I was a child." Wang Jian laughed and jumped down from the tree, rubbing his hands: "Why are you here?"

    "I couldn't sleep. I was out strolling around. I came here to take a look when I noticed a sound." Shanova's beautiful, inhuman eyes reflected the moonlight on Wang Jian: "What about you? Why are you here?"

    Wang Jian did not answer her directly.  He just bent down and slowly poured a cup of hot tea for Shanova in his own coarse porcelain bowl and handed it to her hand.

    "Warm your hands."

    "Thank you." Shanova took the tea and took a sip: "Yes. It tastes like this. I grew up drinking this kind of tea when I was a child."

    Wang Jian was about to ask her why she drank this herbal tea but suddenly thought of her master.  The man who he should call senior brother probably grew up drinking this kind of rough tea from the countryside, and Wang Jian also understood that this kind of tea tastes just like home, and once you get used to it, you won't bother to change it.

    "Ruolin said you might leave." Wang Jian lowered his head and reached out to pat the snow falling from the tree on Shanova's shoulder: "Do you really think so?"

    "I have thought about it." Shanova did not dare to sit next to Wang Sanyi's tombstone like Wang Jian. She just stood in front of Wang Jian and lightly touched her hair a few times: "There are too many women around you. My self-esteem seems to be  I am not allowed to continue to be humble next to you. But my body cannot leave. I am a person without a story. I want to be by your side to make myself fuller."

    Wang Jian smiled and held Shanova's face in his hands.  Gently raise her lowered head, then look into her eyes without saying a word.

    These eyes are the most beautiful ones Wang Jian has ever seen. They are as clear as a mountain spring. No matter what the emotion is, it can be seen to the end. No matter what its owner is thinking, it can be very loyal.  Tell everyone.

    And now, Wang Jian saw hope in these twinkling moonlight eyes, absolutely hot hope. This unabashed emotion truly fits the behavior pattern of a crazy woman like Shanova.

    "Then don't leave." Wang Jian's hands slid from Shanova's cheeks to the back, and pulled her shoulder-length hair into a short ponytail: ???I can't bear it.  "

    Shanova raised her eyes and glanced at Wang Jian, with a playful smile on her lips: "Don't you call yourself a hero? Why do you condone a witch like me who kills without blinking an eye?"

    "Because I'm not a saint." Wang Jian answered simply, and took off the scarf from his neck and put it around Shanova: "I have my desires, and I respect your choice, but that doesn't mean I'm willing to give it up."

    Shanova smiled and took a step back, tiptoeing: "If you beat me, I will stay."

    Wang Jian shrugged, rolled up his sleeves, and stood there loosely: "Come."

    "You underestimate me. You and I are of the same blood." After Shanova finished speaking, she rushed to Wang Jian's side with one lunge. She made a fist with one hand and made a palm with the other, trying to attack from two different angles with both hands.  Wang Jian.

    But Wang Jian didn't take any action at all. He just suddenly turned around and took a step forward when she rushed up.

    With just this step, all Shanova's attacks failed, and Wang Jian put his hands in his pockets and looked up at the sky: "Actually, I'm not looking down on you. Do you know what my father once said to me? Only those who don't take action  It is invincible. I once thought it was a realm, and then I realized it was a move, but in the end I found out that it was really a realm."

    "Then let me fight! Let me see if you take action or not!" Shanova snorted sweetly and rushed forward in an instant. The heavy down jacket and long johns did not slow her down much, although she could not beat Wang Jian.  , but she didn't think that she couldn't even get close to Wang Jian.

    But this time Wang Jian made her a little disappointed, because no matter how Shanova attacked and from which angle, Wang Jian just didn't take action, and he didn't even look at her with his eyes

    "Why." Shanova panted and leaned on Wang Jian's back: "Why can I touch you like this? You clearly didn't even look at me."

    "Murderous." Wang Jian turned around and hugged Shanova's waist, and wiped the steaming sweat on her head with his handkerchief: "You must wipe off the sweat, otherwise you will catch a cold."

    "When the heart is as quiet as a stone, a person is a part of this mountain. As a part, he can feel anything that does not belong to this mountain. For example, you and your breath, the more anxious you are when you want to attack me.  The smell becomes more obvious, as if you can feel a finely chopped leek between your teeth, but your teeth can¡¯t feel it, right?¡±

    "It's not that disgusting." Shanova put her forehead lightly on Wang Jian's chest: "I used my knife to change my current life. Do you think it's worth it?"

    "As for whether it's worth it or not, this is like drinking water. If you want to leave I won't force you to stay." Wang Jian sighed: "I'm quite boring. Although I said it with my mouth, I will still be entangled in my heart for a long time.  A long, long time.¡±

    "Are you asking me not to leave in disguise?" Shanova's expression suddenly became very treacherous: "But I don't want to be your vase."

    "Hey? Compared to this, why do you speak Chinese better than me?"

    "The topic has been changed again, you deserve it."

    Suddenly, Liang Huanhuan's voice came from nowhere. Even Wang Jian had to look for it for a long time before he discovered that Liang Huanhuan was sitting on Wang Sanyi's grave, drinking Wang Jian's tea, with a calm and relaxed expression.

    "Sister Immortal, when did you come?" Wang Jian was a little surprised: "Why didn't I feel you?"

    "Because you are in love, how can you feel my existence." Liang Huanhuan pouted: "Boys and girls under the moonlight, this world has nothing to do with them."

    As he spoke, Liang Huanhuan walked over, shaking the dog's tail grass in his hand, and looked Wang Jian up and down: "Didn't you say that your vitality was seriously injured? Why are you still so ****?"

    Wang Jian smiled mysteriously: "Actually, I really have to thank you for my vitality. I suddenly realized that it doesn't matter whether I am Superman or not."

    "Are you lying?"

    As soon as she finished speaking, Liang Huanhuan drew out the three-pointed thorn without any warning and stabbed Wang Jian in the chest. The speed and angle were definitely not what she could achieve before.  But Wang Jian took a step back as if instinctively and avoided Liang Huanhuan's blow.

    Although Liang Huanhuan could control her strength, she was still stunned by Wang Jian's beautiful dodge.  Wang Jian was not prepared at all just now, and even after he finished evading, he did not focus on the matte triangular thorn that did not even dodge, but he just so casually dodged this sudden attack without warning.  .  Although the Wang Jian of the past could do it, his range of movements and expressions would never be what they are today. It is no exaggeration to say that this is as natural as it gets.

    "Hey! Have you learned the Sunflower Book?" Liang Huanhuan took back the bayonet very unhappily: "How can I be like you?"

    Wang Jian shrugged: "I have an epiphany"

    "Okay, Brother Suwu. I have one thing to ask you. My body temperature is horribly low, my heartbeat is barely palpable, and I almost don't need to exhale. What's going on?"

    Shanova glanced at Liang Huanhuan up and down, and murmured to herself: "Hibernation?" (To be continued)
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