Lu Mingfei, the Martial Saint of the Dragon Clan

Her voice was so cold.

What's inside, a broken heart?

The girl quickened her pace, almost rushing to the Internet cafe in a panic.

The curtain that was opened first was thrown up high due to excessive force, and then fell heavily. The clattering sound was like the sound of the crystal ball smashing to the ground. The castle with falling snow in the clear crystal ball also shattered into pieces. It's so clean.

Lu Mingfei looked back and muttered to himself strangely.

"Didn't I just try the cheat code? As for such a big reaction?"

He had the intention to stop the girl and check her arm.

When he parted with the little devil, he gave Lu Mingfei a speaking spirit, which was quite practical. As long as he looked into a person's eyes and said "Don't die", it could heal his injuries.

Isn't this just like a cheat code in a game?

Lu Mingfei thought.

Yan Ling, he has super powers. What boy has never dreamed of invisibility, teleportation, and other powers?

Unlike martial arts, martial arts is practiced step by step, and there is still sweat on the footprints.

The spirit of speech is so magical. Just say "Don't die" and any injury can be cured.

Well, that's what the little devil said.

Lu Mingfei excitedly thought about giving it a try and cutting himself? He won't do it.

A knife cut for no reason. He is sick. He, Yama, fights to save his life, so he has to fight. He cuts himself while he is squatting alone. If someone sees him, he will probably start calling the mental hospital, okay? .

Didn't this girl burn herself? It was a small wound, and it would leave a scar. Lu Mingfei wanted to give it a try.

I didn't expect her to react so much.

It was not appropriate to pursue him, so Lu Mingfei simply gave up and found another target.

He squatted on the side of the road and looked around, his eyes sparkling and eager to see. He was hoping that a lucky patient would pop up somewhere and let him try the spirit of speech. Don't worry, it won't hurt. It'll be fine in just one shot.

Unfortunately, there wasn't even a ghost on the street at night, and Lu Mingfei had a sad face.

His current mentality is as if he has traveled thousands of miles and gone through ninety-nine and eighty-one hardships, and finally arrived at the Great Thunder Sound Temple in the West. When he saw me, Buddha Tathagata, the Tathagata with two big earlobes said, "Young man, you are here." Then he took out the divine light stick with great care, still shining brightly, and said compassionately, Amitabha, the important task of saving the world will be left to you, donor.

You must be doing your part. Just kidding, it’s the Divine Light Stick. No, it’s not saving the world. How glorious. So you returned to the Tang Dynasty happily with the Divine Light Stick, spreading the gospel of the Kingdom of Light to the world while looking forward to the little monsters, etc. Waiting and waiting, the little monster just doesn't come.

You just wonder, is the little monster lost?

After a long time, you finally understand that this is a world with Ultraman but no little monsters.

So you feel lonely.

Lu Mingfei is very lonely now.

He had been squatting on the side of the road watching the ants for a while.

Needless to say, ants are really industrious. They came out early in the morning to forage and started running around. It seems that the KTI that the queen ant has given is very heavy. If she can't finish it, she won't be allowed to go home.

Lu Mingfei's purpose is very pure. Since he can't find any lucky passers-by, let's find a lucky ant assembly.

I just don’t know if the word spirit can be effective on non-human individuals.

You have to try, practice will tell you the truth, right? So he found a line of marching ants, forming a long column and advancing menacingly.

Just looking at it, Lu Mingfei started laughing, finding it very interesting, and for a moment he forgot about experimenting with speech spirits.

It's so fun to watch ants. Who hasn't seen ants move when they were young? Earthworms were found when digging in the soil. Lu Mingfei also heard a classmate talk about his childhood in the countryside. He woke up in the misty morning and went to the fields to catch frogs, and then used them to catch frogs. The caught frogs went fishing for lobsters, and a lively summer passed like this.

"Come in, let's eat noodles!"

"Did you hear that, big foreign student!"

Lu Mingfei suddenly came back to his senses and followed the sound. He saw the network administrator girl standing at the door, leaning against the door frame with her coat wrapped around her. Another cigarette blurred her indifferent face.

"I'm coming!"

Lu Mingfei trotted away.

"What are you looking at? You're so fascinated that you can't even hear it?"

The girl looked twice.

"Look at the ants."

Lu Mingfei pointed it out to her.

"There is a nest of ants right there, carrying cookie crumbs."

"You're fascinated just by looking at this!"

"Yeah."

The webmaster girl shook her head.

"I can't understand you cultural people."

After entering the Internet cafe, the lights were bright, and Lu Mingfei noticed that the girl's eyes were a little red.

"You cried?"

"I want you to take care of it."

The girl's face turned cold.

"Go and eat your noodles."

"oh oh."

Lu Mingfei didn't take it to heart. It's normal for girls to cry. Boys can cry too.

Are you right, little devil?

They were at the counter. The girl made some noodles and ate them at this time. She didn't know whether to count them as a midnight snack or breakfast.

"Wow, braised beef eh, my faith woo hoo!"

"It's too exaggerated."

"You don't understand, it's been a long time since I had braised beef noodles, you know, twenty years, a whole twenty years!"

"puff!"

The network management girl quickly pulled a napkin to wipe her mouth.

"I told you to eat, don't make me laugh, you are only twenty years old!"

Lu Mingfei held the paper tube and blew a breath. After listening to the girl's words, he suddenly remembered the young faces of the soldiers. They had listened to Master Yama telling magical stories by the campfire, and there were many unimaginable foods. For example, something called instant noodles, according to adults, does not need to be cooked. Just soak it in hot water, add seasonings and stir, and it will wrap your belly.

What's even more amazing is that this dish actually has a variety of flavors, such as braised beef, chicken with mushrooms, Laotan pickled cabbage, seafood fish plate...

A soldier asked at that time.

"Sir, what is seafood?"

Different from modern times, Kyushu is a place where many people never see the sea from birth to death.

"What are you thinking about? Hey, wake up!"

The girl was good at waving her hand in front of Lu Mingfei's eyes.

"I was thinking, you're really good at your craft."

Lu Mingfei smiled.

"You are so talkative and so skillful, how difficult is it to make noodles?"

The girl said and looked at Lu Mingfei again.

Just now, this young man suddenly seemed strange.

It's like a different person.

It gave her an indescribable feeling.

The girl thought of the uncle who lived next door many years ago. There was a sign of "Home of Martyrs" on the wall of his house. During the holidays, leaders would come to visit with rice, noodles and milk. He was a very respected person.

I heard someone say that my uncle joined the army when he was young and even went to the battlefield. It was an honor to be a soldier in those days.

Glory is much more important than money.

After a battle, the uncle lost his arm, but he came back. All the people who joined the army with him left their lives there.

When she was a child, the girl often saw the uncle leaning against the wall to bask in the sun, slowly rolling cigarettes and smoking with his remaining arm. This was a habit he brought back from the battlefield. The girl was a little afraid of his empty sleeves, but every time the uncle saw her, he would Grinning, probably happy.

Gradually, the girl became bolder. Occasionally she would bask in the sun with her uncle, and he would give the girl some milk and toffee to drink. Then he would smell the cigarettes without lighting them, and would talk about his stories at one time or another. About dead comrades.

Later, when I thought about it, the girl guessed that there were probably children around. If there were children around, the uncle would not smoke.

As for what the uncle said, she was still young at that time and only cared about sugar and milk. How could she care about the vague words of an old man with a broken arm.

She somewhat regretted it.

For the uncle, the memories he has with his comrades are more mellow than milk and sugar.

But the uncle should also know that the child was not listening to his chatter. Maybe the uncle was just talking to himself, or maybe he was talking to the souls of his dead comrades. .

But the uncle’s ravaged face was deeply imprinted in the girl’s mind.

It has never faded over the years.

Just now, Lu Mingfei's inadvertent expression when he was distracted was very similar to the expression of an uncle recalling his dead comrades.

The girl suddenly felt that Lu Mingfei was so mysterious.

Underneath this young man's cheerful appearance, he seems to be hiding a heart full of holes.

It was a deeper despair than her past.