From star abyss

Chapter 661 365. Fate

The blacksmith raised his head and glanced at her gratefully.

"You told me the beautiful legend of the moon, and in return - I once heard an anecdote over the long years."

Baba Yaga said patiently:

"According to legend, countless gods reside in the starry sky, and they fight against the monsters that devour the stars all day long."

"These warriors will be knocked down to the mortal world countless times, and sometimes they will even be demoted to mortal objects, such as humans, rats, trees or cars, the most mediocre things."

"But no matter how many times they are knocked down, they will find a new path, rebuild their divine bodies, and climb the stairs to the stars. As a result, their mythical stories will continue to be sung on the earth."

"No matter how many times the gods fall to the lower world, my child, it doesn't matter. What matters is whether your myth can continue to be told."

Baba Yaga's words made the blacksmith slightly startled.

The evening wind brought a chill, and the chilling ice swept across the entire village and town in an instant, causing blood to coagulate throughout the body.

when--

The police officer on duty walked through the street, shaking his head and shouting:

"It's seven o'clock, it's seven o'clock, every household has closed the curtains, and no one is allowed to take out the garbage..."

The blacksmith turned his head and looked into the house.

The box of nails was still in its original position.

[…………“Master blacksmith, I will definitely be back before seven o’clock. I’ll trouble you then!”…………]

It's seven o'clock.

The blacksmith slowly stood up, took off his apron, and walked into the room. After a while, the well-dressed fat man came out carrying the box of nails.

Covered in twilight, he passed by his mother-in-law without saying a word and walked toward the forest alone.

"Wait a minute, boy!"

Baba Yaga shouted, and the blacksmith turned his head. The old woman immediately walked up to him with her walking stick and her legs and feet. She took out a piece of white flour cake from the basket she carried and handed it to the blacksmith, with a sly smile in her eyes. laughed:

"Young man, look, does this cake look like the moon you mentioned?"

The blacksmith took the cake. This thin piece of cake was white and fresh. He picked it up and raised it above his head. The cake diffusely reflected the faint light of the void sky.

It's like it's really glowing.

"...Exactly the same."

The blacksmith said, put the pie in his arms, jumped into the forest, took a few long steps, and the figure disappeared immediately.

"yes."

Baba Yajia picked up the empty basket and smiled slightly:

"The moon and the pie, fantasy and reality - haha, they are no different."

Bang!

The watchman happened to walk up to her, glanced at her, and said:

"Mother-in-law, were you talking to the blacksmith just now?"

"Yeah, that kid is quite nice. I haven't met such a kid for a long time."

Grandma Baba Yajia nodded and said happily:

"Obviously I am very strong, but I am also kind and gentle - unlike the boy I met before, who was born with a good skin and wasted it all on meaningless competition, and did not know how to love life at all."

"Oh - it's so rare!" The watchman curled his lips: "Look what you said, it's not like you are your mother, you actually gave Blacksmith Leoz such high praise."

"Yeah, because he's really good."

Grandma Baba Yajia nodded, and then fell silent.

The two were silent for a moment, and then the mother-in-law said:

"……What did you say?"

"I said you're not his mother..."

"No, not this."

Grandma Baba Yaga asked doubtfully:

"Who is Leoz?"

"That's the blacksmith."

"Him? His name is Leoz?"

"Yeah, don't you know - oh, it seems right."

The watchman scratched his head and said:

"After all, this name is as common as cheap shirts in the wholesale market. In other respects - well, this ugly guy - is ugly, stupid, socially unsocial, and poor. His iron skills are average and he can't speak. , I can’t take jobs, I’m not hardworking, I don’t know how to have fun, I can’t play with anyone.”

"If the lady named Enji hadn't left for something and had to leave him in our village, no one would be willing to have such an ugly monster living under the same sky with everyone."

Grandma Baba Yajia’s eyes flickered, thoughtfully:

"Really, that's it, Leos, haha..."

She paused and asked again:

"Hasn't this Leos done anything good?"

"Well... that's not true. This person is not very efficient. Halfway through the work at hand, he will immediately jump into the water to save others because the baby next to him fell into the water. As a result, the house almost caught fire. When he couldn't afford to eat. , and would also repair the railings for the church in the village for free. When Grandma Agatha from the next village was buried, he just followed her to do business, and also helped straighten the tombstone, shovel the soil, and send her little son home who fainted from crying."

The clock watcher thought for a while and said awkwardly:

"He's a... really ugly guy. Although he has done a lot of good things, no one likes him."

"So ugly - haha." Granny Baba Yajia smiled and squinted her eyes: "Watcher, let me ask you, what do you think - if he is handsome, powerful, rich, and a politician? Will people still think of him that way?"

"Oh, that's incredible. If there is one thing about such a kind-hearted silly big guy, everyone will get along well with him." The one who was watching the clock joked: "But there are no such perfect people in this world."

"Indeed, where can such a person exist..." Baba Yajia nodded in agreement.

"However, no matter what, he can't do it anymore."

The updater said:

"I heard that a few boys knew that he had a few words with Polena, and they were probably going to be bullied by those gangsters soon - there was one boy among them, his brother was close to the village chief's daughter - probably It won’t be long before Leos will be driven out of the village.”

"Haha, oops, Leos."

The old woman smiled and said intriguingly:

"Who knows where this kid's path may lead?"

"However, I didn't expect it to be like this - what is this? Maybe it's fate."

The old woman shook her head and sighed in the direction Leos left:

"Forget it, what happens next is none of my business."

She turned around and seemed to agree with the watchman's words:

"It definitely doesn't feel good to be abandoned by the world. But when no one will love you, you need to be strong."

"Don't blame me for never saying anything."

"After all, I'm not your mother."

Rumble......

Thunder echoed across the mountains.

The watchman raised his head and took out a pocket watch from his arms: three weird little snakes that were curved and slender, intertwined like gears, were constantly stretching their bodies, like steel needles.

"Oh, it's better now."

The watchman collected his watch, turned around, beat the gong and crossed the street, shouting at the top of his voice:

"The quality rain is coming, close the doors and windows. The quality rain is coming, fill the roof beams."