Manual of Space-Time Interference - v2 Chapter 313

The former Blue Star City was where the original immigration ships landed. X23US. COM updates fastest

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But in the past 400 years, everything has changed beyond recognition. The wreck of the immigration ship that originally stood near the State Department has disappeared, and the original dense forest around it has also disappeared, replaced by steel and cement…

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The next day, early in the morning.

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With the drizzling rain, Dialect walked alone on the outskirts of the city, or more properly speaking, a barren countryside. From a distance, there were only a few dilapidated houses and dense weeds…

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Fu Fang and He Bin were sent out in the morning to investigate the current situation of Blue Star, as well as the surrounding environment, building structure and escape route of the ‘Red Square Hotel’, the meeting place, to prevent any accidents.

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As for whether the two will be discovered or not, the dialect is not worried. He Bin can be regarded as an old river and lake. Although Fu Fang is young and a little unsophisticated, that is, with high IQ and low EQ, He Bin looks at it. , there is no big problem.

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As for the rest, giving two people some alone time to get to know each other, wouldn’t it be more in line with the identity of the old moon who is hidden under the dialect?

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The surrounding forests began to thicken, and among the weeds, one could faintly see the once stone road. The sun fell from the gaps in the forest next to it, dotted with a few spots, and the surrounding birds and insects should be accompanied by the drizzle. It added a bit of extra serenity.

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This used to be a cemetery, but the current situation is more like a mass grave…

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And this is also the news I heard from He Bin. The original national cemetery was located on a mountain in the east of Lanxing City, but it was later affected by the war, causing the former cemetery to become a wasteland. After the Qin state was founded, there was no idea to rebuild and govern it.

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The mood began to become heavy, Dialect separated a branch next to him with his hands, and walked forward along the path that became clearer and clearer.

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Being inaccessible doesn’t really mean that no one is coming, it’s just that few people come, but as long as there are people walking, this road will gradually become available.

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The surrounding trees gradually became thinner and thinner, and a small hut suddenly appeared in Dialect’s eyes.

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The cemetery not far away can be faintly seen, the broken tombstones, but there are several bunches of wildflowers in front of each tomb, showing the last charm under the moisturizing of the spring rain, the surroundings are extraordinarily clean, it seems that someone is constantly cleaning.

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Taking a few steps forward, looking at the closed door, Dialect stepped forward and tapped it a few times. After a crisp sound, he shook his head and walked towards the cemetery.

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The erosion of time and rain made the words on the tombstones blurred, and the photos above did not show what they looked like in front of them. Dialect walked all the way and found it all the way…

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“Hey, boy, what are you looking for?”

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Suddenly turning his head, Dialect looked at an old man who stood up from the cemetery, subconsciously clenched his hand slightly, and called out, “Old man, what are you doing?”

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“Answer my question first, cough! Cough!” The old man preached like an old pedant, then covered his mouth and coughed twice, patted his back, and bent over, finally letting the dialect see clearly What is this old man holding in his hand?

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A sickle, a small hoe.

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If it wasn’t for seeing the same rubber boots at the hut before, Dialect might have thought that the old man was a rude person, but now, he has become more serious.

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“Old man, I’m here to find friends!” Dialect replied respectfully.

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“Go, go, go, where did your friend come from here! Cough, cough, go away, young man, don’t disturb them.” The old man coughed again, and he hammered the waist again, and the tone of his speech was also Slowed down and seemed genuinely worried about disturbing those who were already asleep.

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“Old man, please slow down, I’ll go now!” Fang Yan replied softly, bowing respectfully, then stepped out of the cemetery, and then looked at the small house, thought about it, and stood by the side. Come down and wait quietly in the drizzle.

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No matter when, the old man who perseveres will always be respected…

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“Young man, why haven’t you left yet?” Looking at the dialect waiting quietly, the old man put the work in his hand beside the door of the house, turned his head and glanced suspiciously, took out the key and said to himself, ” Although I am old, I still have a **** and a shovel for people who have a crooked mind.”

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“Old man, you misunderstood.” Dialect said, “I just want to ask you something.”

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“What are you asking, I’m so old, I’m confused, I can’t ask anything.” The old man smiled, hammering his waist with his hands, pushed open the door and walked in, “First, I’m not board.”

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With a smile, Dialect followed and walked in, looking at the rudimentary interior decoration, and the dried kohlrabi next to him, looking at the old man with the raincoat hanging on the wall in front of him, he asked, “Old man , your children?”

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“No.” The old man replied, turned around and poured two glasses of water from the kettle next to him, and put a glass on the table. “Drink some hot water on a rainy day.”

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The mottled wooden table has been cracked in many places, the top wood has been powdered, and the water cup is just a simple iron cup, which looks very shabby, but still maintains a smile on the dialect, which is the greatest respect for a adherent. .

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“Young man, what are you doing here at the cemetery?” The old man asked at the same time as he picked up his belongings.

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“Look for someone!” Dialect nodded in response.

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“Who are you looking for? Apart from me, there are only dead people here.” The old man said with a smile, took off his work clothes and put on a worn cotton coat before sitting on a chair beside him.

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“Old man, maybe this question is a bit presumptuous, but how long have you been here?” Dialect changed the subject and asked.

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“How long, I can’t remember, I can’t even remember how old I am this year.” The old man sighed with a smile, lying on the reclining chair like this, looking at the outside world from an open wooden window next to him~www. mtlnovel.com~Reminiscence, seems lost again…

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Very quiet, very calm, a kind of spiritual cleansing, in this silence,

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Old diamonds, old houses, old tools…

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And, old people.

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“Old man, thank you.”

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Dialect said a word in silence, but only saw the old man raise his hand and wave it twice, “No need to thank you, no one else… someone has to watch them…”

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It seemed that he had returned to the usual tranquility of this room. Dialect held the water glass and put it down gently. He looked at the old man sitting on the reclining chair with half-squinted eyes, regardless of the ups and downs outside.

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Without speaking, as if afraid of disturbing the peace, Fang Yan stood up, watched the old man bow deeply, then turned and walked towards the door, followed by and gently closed the door. )!!