"Huang Zhifan, stop! Give me a 'Splitting Light Spear'!"

"Can't hit! Can't hit! Oh, just can't hit!"

"Zhang Zixuan, Gao Minghui, you are outflanking from both sides, don't let go of this big monster Huang Zhifan!"

In an alley in Datong Town, a few little kids were acting out a chase between a hero and a monster.

The child running at the front looks to be three or four years old, lean and lean, and has a lively and active temperament. The three behind him are also about the same age, but they probably eat more, and are covered in fat.

They were chasing each other, but they couldn't catch up, and they were running out of breath. If this was really a monster movie, they would probably be killed.

Huang Zhifan experienced a car accident half a month ago. His mother was so frightened that she locked him up at home for a week without even going to kindergarten. Only recently was he released and allowed to move around freely.

Not only a few days after it was released, but also on the weekend, several friends immediately invited them to play the game of light messengers vs. monsters.

Several children chased each other. Huang Zhifan, who was running in front, looked back while running. One of them accidentally kicked a stone that a nearby merchant had set up to fix the awning outside. He leaned and knocked towards the steps on one side.

The children behind were all stunned. The picture of the other party's head being beaten and bleeding had already appeared in their minds. Their minds were racing so fast that they had pictures of their own parents playing a mixed doubles match.

Feeling that nothing had happened, Huang Zhifan opened his eyes that were closed tightly in fear, and the whole world turned upside down. At some point, a big hand picked up his ankles and lifted his head 30 centimeters above the ground.

"Children, please pay attention to safety when playing!" Wang Yi smiled and gently placed Huang Zhifan in his hand on the ground.

"Huang Zhifan!"

"rhubarb……!"

Several friends swarmed up and surrounded Huang Zhifan, asking questions. After seeing that there was nothing wrong with him, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Huang Zhifan pushed his friend away and limped up to Wang Yi, with doubts in his eyes, but he still said politely: "Thank you, uncle!"

Wang Yi smiled, waved his hand, and left the alley in a few steps.

The friend next to him saw Huang Zhifan staring blankly at Wang Yi's disappearing back, and couldn't help but push him and asked: "Dahuang, what's wrong with you?"

Huang Zhifan scratched his head, a little unsure, and muttered: "I seem to have seen him somewhere, but I can't remember."

I thought about it for a few seconds, but I really couldn't remember it. I looked at the entrance of the alley a few more times, and then played with a few friends again.

At the door of Sister Zhang's fan shop, a middle-aged man is busy in front of the electric hot water tank. The man is about forty years old, has a bit of a beer belly, and his hair is a bit bald, but he can still tell that he was a little handsome when he was young.

.

I saw his left hand grabbing the rice noodles soaked in the cold water next to him. He could grab a slotted spoonful of rice noodles, not too much, not too little, then threw it into the hot water bucket, stirred it with long chopsticks, and then quickly fished it out with a slotted spoon and threw it next to it.

In the seasoning bowl.

No more, no less, just enough for a bowl. Then pour on the toppings, mix gently, and a bowl of fresh, refreshing, and full-flavored authentic market rice noodles will be served to your table.

"Boss, let's have a bowl of beef noodles and two tea eggs!"

"Okay!" The familiar German dialect rang in his ears. When the boss looked up, he saw a handsome young man standing in front of him with a smile. He looked as gentle as jade and had a faint fragrance on his body.

It makes people want to get closer.

"Young man, are you from Deshi?" The boss spoke while keeping his hands moving.

"Yes!" Wang Yi replied with a smile: "I am a local from Taohua County."

"Oh, I said the accents sound so similar." The boss was scooping up the toppings while talking. He thought for a moment and scooped up half a spoon more: "Are you here to travel to Datong Mountain?"

"Yes!" Wang Yi was not bothered and still smiled: "I'll come here to relax after I have nothing to do on the weekend."

"Datong Mountain is a great place. You can visit more in the future. I think it's not much worse than Tianmen Mountain in Zhangjiajie!"

The boss handed the beef noodles out and turned around to pick up the tea eggs for Wang Yi.

"Yeah, I think so too. I ate at your place last time I came here. You weren't there at the time, but the landlady was busy."

"Hey, we're still old customers! Just wait." He said and took another small plate and gave Wang Yi some freshly pickled papaya shreds and dried radish.

Wang Yi looked at the pickles given by the boss in his hand and remembered that he had eaten such a plate last time and saved his boy's life. Unexpectedly, he just helped his boy and gave him another plate today. He couldn't help but

There is actually a sense of being in a different world, of origin and end.

After taking a bite, the taste was still familiar, even better and more fragrant. It seemed that the craftsmanship of the boss was slightly better. Wang Yi thought about it and immediately started to enjoy it.

After a few minutes to resolve the battle, Wang Yi felt that he still had something to say. He praised the boss for his good craftsmanship, which made the boss laugh, and then he said goodbye and left.

"Old Huang, who are you talking to here?" The landlady came over from the other side of the street.

"You came back so early today? Did Xiaotian go to the training class?"

"It was delivered a long time ago. I'm lucky today, there wasn't much traffic jam." The landlady glanced at him and said, "I saw you talking about a lot of things when I came back."

"Hi, a fellow from here came to eat noodles and chatted a little more." The boss chuckled and turned to look in the direction where Wang Yi left.

The landlady also looked along his line of sight, and happened to see Wang Yi's leaving figure. She felt something strange and familiar at the same time, and couldn't help but murmured: "Why do I feel like I've seen this man before before?"

"Of course, he came to our house to eat last time, and you were still looking after the store at that time!"

The landlady was about to say something when two customers suddenly arrived, so she stopped her thoughts and turned around to help.

With Wang Yi's current hearing ability, he could hear the conversation between the two clearly. Although he saved the child, he had no intention of stepping forward to acknowledge him or repay his kindness.

The happy and peaceful look of the other party's family appeared in his mind, and he shook his head and smiled dumbly. Maybe this was the answer he wanted! The green mountains, green water, and noisy streets seemed to freeze at this moment.

A new song released this year was playing in the souvenir shop next to it. The sweet music disappeared with Wang Yi's figure, and only the lingering sound echoed in the air.

"In the misty rain outside the window

A floating song lures me to listen

The reflection of the sword in the flute on the water

It’s a poem about love hiding hate

I emerged from the misty rain curtain

Looking at the snow-covered mountains in the distance

Your back across the sea and mountains”

…

Now that autumn is crisp and clear, there are not too many tourists in Datong Mountain. Wang Yi spent half a day touring Panwu Peak, Shaojun Temple, and Longwang Cave.

I have just finished lunch in the afternoon and am following a small group of people towards the most famous Longzhu Ridge here. According to legend, Datong Mountain was transformed into a fallen dragon, and Longzhu Ridge was transformed into a dragon ball held in the dragon's mouth.

The top of the mountain is round like a big ball and is filled with smoke all year round, hence the name.

The road up the mountain was quite steep. You could have taken the cable car, but Wang was so strong that he would not take it. When he was halfway up the mountain, a monkey suddenly jumped out of the woods next to him and took a picture of a girl next to him.

The camera was stolen.

"Ah, my camera!" the girl shouted immediately.

Seeing that the monkey had succeeded and was about to go back into the jungle, a tall figure suddenly appeared next to him and blocked the opponent's path. He used his right hand to cover the monkey's head and grabbed the monkey's head. His left hand had already taken away the opponent as fast as lightning.

Camera in hand.

Originally, Wang Yiyi wanted to take away the camera, so he released the monkey. However, he did not want the camera to be taken away from the other person's hand, so he became aggressive and opened his mouth to bite the monkey.

"What a beast!" Wang Yi sneered in his heart, and his right palm changed into the shape of a tiger. The tiger's spirit was integrated into it, and a faint tiger power came out of his palm.

In the monkey's eyes, the opponent, while still a human being who is usually easy to bully, has actually turned into a colorful tiger, opening its huge mouth, blowing the fishy wind, as if it is about to swallow it in one bite.

The monkey had never seen this scene before. The whole monkey was numb. When he screamed, the monkey urine was immediately frightened. It trembled in place with its tail between its legs.

The king wanted to punish the monkey with a small punishment but did not want to attract too much attention. He withdrew his tiger form and waved his hand to chase away the monkey. The monkey was relieved and fled back to the forest.

"Let's see if your camera is damaged!" Wang Yi handed the camera in his hand to the girl next to him.

The girl took the camera and looked at the handsome guy who suddenly appeared in front of her. She was at a loss for a moment and even her ears turned red. She said "thank you" like a mosquito. Then she lowered her head and pretended to check the camera, but her eyes kept coming from time to time.

Glancing up, I peeked at Wang Yi.

When Wang saw this, he smiled slightly, said nothing more, returned the camera and prepared to continue walking to the top of the mountain.

But this smile made the girl unable to bear it anymore. She felt her whole heart pounding, her head bowed even harder, and she didn't even dare to look at Wang Yi.

"Yingying!" At this moment, a cry came from behind.

A tall and beautiful girl quickly walked up to the girl and asked with concern: "Yingying, I just heard you shouting loudly, are you okay?"

The girl whose camera was robbed just now replied: "It's okay, Sydney, a monkey just robbed my camera, this brother has helped me get it back."

When the tall girl heard this, she turned around to say thank you, but she saw a handsome man looking at her with a half-smile.

The tall female voice was wondering why the other party looked at her like this, when she saw the man raised his eyebrows and said, "Wang Xueli, don't you recognize me?"

Wang Xueli was also stunned, how could the other party know her name? She took a closer look, and after a while, she exclaimed in surprise.
Chapter completed!