Lord of Nine Stars

2 days later,

Morning time.

Rong Taotao, who was working hard to cultivate his soul power in the mail room, welcomed an acquaintance.

"Dong dong dong~" The sound of fingers tapping on the small window sounded, and Rong Taotao hurriedly opened his eyes.

who?

Is there no sound even when walking? How did the other party come in through the gate? Oh, Yang Chunxi, that's okay.

Rong Taotao hurriedly leaned forward, supported the table with one hand, and opened the small window of the mail room with the other hand: "Sister-in-law is here, come in quickly."

Yang Chunxi leaned down, rested his elbows on the window frame, looked inside the mail room, and said, "The room is very clean."

"Ah, haha, come in and sit down. Don't make it look like you're visiting a prisoner." Rong Taotao stopped mid-sentence.

Because Yang Chunxi turned his hand and reached into the small window.

On her white and tender palm, there was a crystal clear soul bead.

Rong Taotao was overjoyed. He put his elbows on the table and leaned forward with his body. He put his head up and looked at the beautiful soul bead carefully: "What kind of soul bead is this?"

Yang Chunxi said: "The soul bead of Thorn Frost Flower contains a soul skill called Frost Cold Thorn."

As he spoke, Yang Chunxi placed the soul bead in Rong Taotao's palm: "This soul skill cannot be practiced independently. At present, human soul warriors have not yet fully understood it, so they can only use this soul skill by inlaying soul beads. .”

"Give it to me? Thank you, sister-in-law, you are very generous!"

Yang Chunxi couldn't help but put his hand forward and rubbed Rong Taotao's head. The Yunyun dog jumped lightly and landed on the back of Yang Chunxi's hand, stepping up and down with its little paws.

Yang Chunxi: "Your brother asked someone to send this to the school with a special message. The quality of the Thorns and Frost Flowers is extremely high, and so are the soul skills.

But this soul bead comes from a thorn frost flower that has not yet bloomed, so the soul skills contained in the soul bead should be relatively low, and you should be able to use it even if your strength is extremely low at this time. "

Rong Taotao: ""

A message also came from the inner vision soul map:

"Discovered Soul Orb: Snow Realm·Thorn Frost Flower (Normal Level, Potential Value: -)

Soul Pearl Soul Skill:

1. Frosty Thorns: Gather the soul power of ice and snow attributes, plant the seeds of evil in the white snow, and breed a bush of thorns. (Normal level, potential value: -)

Is it absorbed? "

Rong Taotao was stunned.

Didn't my sister-in-law just say that this soul beast named "Thorn Frost Flower" is of extremely high quality?

The soul skill·Frost Thorns is currently the lowest quality, ordinary level, which is understandable, but why does this soul skill not even have potential value?

Could it be that those soul skills that are not independently learned and do not know the principles cannot be improved through training?

Yang Chunxi has a saying that makes it very clear. This soul pearl comes from a thorn frost flower that has not yet bloomed. The quality is really low, so low that it is outrageous.

However, precisely because of the extremely low quality, Rong Taotao is really usable at this time.

Even if this soul skill is second-class and excellent, Rong Taotao can't use it at this time.

Yang Chunxi said: "The first place you open the soul slot is your left wrist. This soul bead is embedded in the wrist and ankle.

However, with your current strength, if you want to use this soul skill, it will have high requirements on the surrounding environment. If you want to give it a try, you can go outside in the snow. "

Rong Taotao nodded blankly: "Oh."

"Ha~" Yang Chunxi pointed his finger at Rong Taotao's forehead and said, "Rong Yang is still thinking of you in his heart. I still don't want to thank your brother."

Rong Taotao curled his lips and said, "He's not here."

Yang Chunxi: "I'm here."

"Ah." Rong Taotao was forced to open the business, "Thank you brother, thank you sister-in-law, you are all good people!"

"Study hard with Si Huanian. I'll come see you when I have time." Yang Chunxi said, stood up straight, turned around and walked towards the door.

Rong Taotao hurriedly stuck his head out of the small window and said, "Are you leaving now? You really don't want to come in and sit down?"

Yang Chunxi turned his head, waved his hand to Rong Taotao with a smile, and pushed out the door.

"Yeah~ It's uncomfortable, I really just want to visit the prison." Rong Taotao sat back on the chair, closed the small window of the mail room with one hand, and looked at the crystal clear soul bead again.

Rong Taotao here was very happy, receiving the care of his brother and sister-in-law, but thousands of kilometers away, there was a person who had extremely complicated moods.

Huaxia·Shanghai.

A figure like a bamboo pole walked silently on the streets of the bustling city. Under a piece of broken hair, there was a pair of eyes that glanced around.

From the ice and snow in the far north, back to his hometown where the sun is shining and the scorching summer is high, Lu Mang's heart is full of emotions.

Especially at this time, he is different. He is no longer the junior high school student who tried his best but had no idea where his future would be. At this time, he has successfully been admitted to Songjiang Hunwu University.

As a student in the first batch of Songjiang Hunwu University's youth class, and also a student in the first echelon of Hunwu class, such achievements are dazzling enough.

Looking back at Lu Mang's assessment, there are four big words: time and destiny!

But anyway, he succeeded.

Lu Mang, who had walked for an unknown amount of time from the bustling street to the narrow end of the alley, stood under the shade of a tree and looked at the street corner in the distance.

Shanghai is an international metropolis. It is really big, big enough to accommodate all kinds of people.

Just like someone described the Big Apple City on the other side of the ocean, where there are many high-rise buildings and they are bright and beautiful, but the more prosperous the surface is, the dirtier the sewers are.

Some people come and go, and all they see is prosperity, while others are worried about their next meal, crowded into small and dilapidated shared houses, doing their best just to survive.

Lu Mang is considered a local and grew up here, but his family is not wealthy.

However, Lu Mang had never been hungry since he was a child, but all of this was earned by that person's hard work.

That person was the person Lu Mang was watching from a distance at this time.

It was a middle-aged man, wearing orange work clothes. In the hot summer, under the waves of heat, the man was wrapped tightly and had an orange peaked cap on his head.

He was thin, bent over, holding a dustpan in one hand and a broom in the other, sweeping debris on the street, meticulously, and moving forward step by step.

Lu Mang looked at it for a long time and then walked over.

Just when he came behind the man and wanted to call out, in front of him, a little girl ran up to the man with an ice cream in her hand and a torn off wrapping paper in her other hand.

The little girl put the wrapping paper into the dustpan. The man raised his head, grinned, and nodded at the little girl with a smile.

The little girl was a little shy and turned around and ran in the direction of her mother.

"dad."

A voice came from behind. The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, turned his head, and saw a familiar figure.

The man's dark face was full of surprise, and he hurried forward: "I'm back."

Lu Mang put his hands in his pockets and said with a dissatisfied look, "I've been looking for you for several streets."

Perhaps due to his personality or his youth, Lu Mang seems to have not yet found a suitable way to get along with his father, even though he has always been thinking about his father.

The middle-aged man put the broom and dustpan aside, stepped forward, and wanted to hug the child, but he seemed to have thought of something and felt a little dirty, and his open arms froze in mid-air.

The man who was stiff for a while stretched out his hand again, as if he wanted to pat Lu Mang's shoulder, but his hand also stopped in mid-air. After a while, his palm fell down and rubbed the side of his leg. A smile appeared on his face again: "I'm back. Good to be back."

Although he has lived in Shanghai for twenty years, Lu's father's local accent has not changed.

Lu Mang looked at all this, put his hands in his pockets, and didn't react. He just said silently: "I passed the exam."

"Oh? Really?" The man's eyes were full of surprise, and he kept saying, "Okay, okay! My son has a future and is better than his father."

Lu Mang pursed his lips and said, "You know why I came all the way to Songjiang Hunwu.

Now, I have passed the exam, and the school is ready to fulfill its promise. All the conditions given to me by Songjiang Hunwu will be implemented. Let's go to Songbai Town. "

Hearing this sentence, the man looked a little embarrassed: "Songbai Town"

"Yes." Lu Mang nodded and said, "This is a large northern town built on the basis of the key Hunwu High School. Although it will be a bit cold, it will not be as cold as my school.

We moved there and started a new life.

They will arrange accommodation for us and a job for you. They will reimburse my tuition and living expenses for the past few years, including the round trip expenses this time. "

Man: "This"

Lu Mang: "We discussed it before, and you promised me."

The man held the dustpan pole next to him with one hand: "But"

Lu Mang: "The sooner I go back, the sooner I can practice soul power and less delay in my studies."

Ten thousand words of persuasion seem to be unable to withstand this light sentence.

The man fell silent and looked at his son silently, while Lu Mang's eyes were firm and did not dodge at all.

After a while, the man lowered his head, picked up the tool, and said: "Noon, shift change at noon. Now that I'm gone, others will have to take my place. Others are also very tired."

Lu Mang gave a soft "hmm" and said, "Then I'll go home first. In the afternoon, I'll contact the work unit and the landlord together with you."

The man bent down slightly, picked up the broom, and swept it carelessly on the ground: "Okay, okay"

Moving is indeed something that Chinese people with more traditional concepts are quite resistant to.

Twenty years ago, the man had already experienced it once. At that time, he was still young, had no worries, and mustered up the courage to come to this city to make a name for himself.

The ambitions that he had at the beginning were completely shattered by fate as a series of changes occurred.

The reality wiped out his spirit and changed his mentality.

But he did not fall down. He worked hard, lived frugally, and helped Lu Mang grow up.

But I don’t want to, 20 years later, I have to move again.

At this time, he only wanted stability, but he was different from the young man back then. He didn't want to leave his second hometown where he had lived for 20 years.

There are memories of his happy past here. Although they are short-lived, they are there.

Here, there is also a life he is familiar with.

Thinking of this, the man straightened up, raised his arms, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then bent down again.

Life is how it should be, isn't it?

Lu Mang walked away, but did not leave. Instead, he stopped at the corner of the street, half of his body hidden behind a tree, and half of his face exposed, looking at the slightly rickety figure in the distance.

He knew it would be difficult for his father to leave his homeland, but Lu Mang's heart was determined.

Before, Rong Taotao had criticized Lu Mang's faith. Now that he has come to this land of ice and snow, he must have his own persistence.

At that time, Lu Mang just replied with a slight sarcasm: "Where does a 15- or 6-year-old child come from such faith?"

In fact, Lu Mang lied.

His father, who left home to work every day before dawn, and the porridge that was always warm in the rice cooker, deepened Lu Mang's obsession again and again.

In fact, there were many key high schools recruiting Lu Mang, but the conditions they offered were far less generous than those offered by Songjiang Hunwu University.

So Lu Mang went to the snowy north without hesitation.

He had never even seriously thought about whether he really wanted to become a Snow Soul Warrior in his future life.

He just asked himself:

If I grow up,

My father is still working hard, so what’s the point of growing up?