Return of the War God

Swish!

The Supreme Arrow cut through the eternity, like a fleeting moment, and set off endless ripples of Dao Fruit.

Ye Wuque stood in the Supreme Arrow, his face calm at the moment, but his eyes flickered faintly.

He had long been accustomed to parting.

Along the way, he had experienced too much, so much that perhaps he himself could hardly remember it.

But as he said to the little fat man, every parting was for a better reunion.

"Ancestor Tianling, have you discovered my true realm?"

This was the thought that flashed through Ye Wuque's mind at this time.

Otherwise, what is "the most suitable place for you at the moment"?

Moreover, Ancestor Tianling seemed to feel the desire and confusion in his heart.

Ye Wuque could not be sure of this at the moment, and only when he arrived at that place could he understand Ancestor Tianling's intentions.

Ye Wuque was full of expectations for this.

Swish!

The Supreme Arrow took him across an endless distance, and in the blink of an eye, he crossed many eras. It was so fast that it was like a wave of eternity, which made people unable to figure it out and linger.

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Three months later.

Dengming City.

This is an ancient city of neither size, where many mortals live.

There are a total of 28 streets in Dengming City.

Twenty of the streets are the most prosperous, located in the rich area of ​​the city. The remaining eight streets are too different in terms of geographical location and prosperity.

Whether it is foreigners, travelers, tourists, or practitioners from other regions, even if they pass by "Dengming City", they will stay in the prosperous 20 streets and will not come close to the remaining eight downtrodden streets.

Therefore, the remaining eight downtrodden streets are occupied by ordinary poor mortals, which is equivalent to a world of their own. Instead, they look contented and live and work in peace and contentment.

At this time, it was midwinter.

The heavy snow that had fallen all night finally stopped in the early morning.

But the bumpy ground had long been covered with thick snow, reflecting the void.

Qingfeng Street.

One of the eight downtrodden streets.

No matter it was a storm or frost and snow, ordinary people could not stop them from getting up early and going out to start a day's work in exchange for a few pieces of silver.

"Chicken soup wontons... fragrant and delicious chicken soup wontons..."

"Noodles! The best noodles!"

"Fried dough sticks with soy milk! A bite of fried dough sticks and a bite of hot soy milk will keep you warm all day long!"

"Big steamed buns with shredded radish! Big steamed buns with snow vegetables! Just out of the cage! Hot big steamed buns!"

...

On Qingfeng Street, stalls have been set up to sell hot things since dawn.

A day's plan begins in the morning.

For people who have to work all day to make money, breakfast is too important.

So there are some people scattered on these stalls.

However, more people just took a few more glances when passing by, smelled the fragrance a few more times, and then greedily took out the cold and dry biscuits in their arms and ate them with lukewarm water to replenish energy.

The world is difficult and making money is not easy.

The steaming breakfast stalls on both sides of the street are not affordable for the poor people who are crowded in the alleys of Qingfeng Street.

It is good to have a homemade biscuit to barely fill your stomach.

The ground covered with heavy snow has long been trampled by people coming and going, but it is very slippery after freezing. Many people accidentally slipped and their embarrassed appearance made people laugh from all directions.

The shops on both sides of the street also opened one after another, which seemed to indicate that another busy day was coming.

An inconspicuous store in the middle of the street on the left side of Qingfeng Street looks like a medicine store.

It looks quite new, and it is obvious that it has not been opened for too long.

The name of the shop is quite poetic...

Maple Leaf Pharmacy.

At this moment, the pharmacy is also open. A young man wearing a big coat who looks only in his twenties came out, holding a feather duster, and brushed away the ice slag that had frozen on the door overnight.

This young man has a fair and handsome appearance, especially a pair of eyes, which are peaceful and bright, but his face is always a little pale, as if he is not in good health, and he looks like he has just recovered from a serious illness.

Although he is covered with a big coat, it can still be vaguely distinguished that the young man should be tall and slender.

But for some reason, a closer look gives people a sense of being ordinary.

The young man swept the snow and ice slag at the door, and after opening the door for business, he held a feather duster in his hand and looked at the morning sun, revealing a faint smile.

This scene was seen by many people on Qingfeng Street, and they gathered their eyes and whispered.

"Is this the new shopkeeper Ye?"

"Yes! Maple Leaf Pharmacy has just opened for more than a month. The medicine inside is said to be very effective and not expensive!"

"It is said that this shopkeeper Ye is kind-hearted. He not only sells medicine, but also has extremely good medical skills. He has saved many people! Wang Laosan's mother at the back door had a high fever a few nights ago and was about to die! Wang Laosan was so scared that he almost knelt down when he knocked on the door at night. He didn't know what to do. When the shopkeeper Ye found out in the middle of the night, he went there directly. It is said that after giving her some medicine and pricking her with silver needles a few times, Wang Laosan's mother miraculously got better. Today, she can even go out and wash clothes!"

"It's really that magical!"

"Of course, it has spread all over Qingfeng Street! Many people call this shopkeeper Ye a 'living bodhisattva'!"

"Such a powerful doctor shopkeeper has come to Qingfeng Street. If he goes to those prosperous streets, he can make a lot of money!"

"I don't understand! Maybe this is the realm of a master! Look at the name of this 'Maple Leaf Pharmacy', it's very unusual!"

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After opening the door, Shopkeeper Ye walked back into the pharmacy with a feather duster.

Gurgle!

At this moment, in a corner of the pharmacy, a small medicine stove seemed to be gradually boiling, and hot steam kept coming out. A spicy but faintly fragrant smell of medicine kept emanating.

After Shopkeeper Ye glanced at the small medicine stove, he nodded gently.

"Shopkeeper Ye! Shopkeeper Ye!"

At this moment, a ragged boy who was only eleven or twelve years old ran into the pharmacy carefully holding a bowl of steaming chicken soup wontons.

Although the boy was wearing ragged clothes, his face was red and sweaty, but his smile was full of deep gratitude and embarrassment.

When he stepped into the medicine shop, the boy became reserved. When he saw Shopkeeper Ye, he showed deep gratitude and stuttered: "Shopkeeper Ye, this, this is a bowl of chicken soup wontons I bought for you. If you don't mind, please treat it as breakfast!"

After the boy finished speaking, he raised the chicken soup wontons in his hands with both hands, with a touch of trepidation.

The boy lowered his head and was full of gratitude and uneasiness.