I Really Don't Want to Be the Protagonist

After driving from Dehua County to Yongchun County, and then from Wufeng Town to Chengguan of Yongchun County, he parked the car casually on a country road in Dongguan Town, and Shi Qinghai walked from Dongguan Town to Wufeng Town on foot.

Going around like this is not idle and nothing to do, but steady!

Without an ID card, hotel check-in is impossible. Wufeng Town is now under the control of the government at all levels, and the surveillance will definitely be stricter than before.

Therefore, it is the safest choice to park the car in another small town and take a shortcut to Wufeng Town on foot.

After several hours of tossing and turning, when Shi Qinghai came to Wufeng Town, it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon.

Walking to the Wetland Park on the side, two old men sat and played chess with each other, and there were a few spectators beside them. Shi Qinghai went for a walk and had nothing to do, so he went over to have a look.

Before crossing, Shi Qinghai was originally from Yongchun County, Quanshi City. Now that he came to his hometown, although it was another world, when the scenes were all the same, it still brought back the nostalgia in Shi Qinghai's heart.

It is also with this kind of faint memory that Shi Qinghai did not rush to the snowy mountains and rocks, but chose to feel the taste of his hometown again in this calm pace.

Perhaps, there are some secrets hidden in this own hometown.

Walking to the side of the chessboard, the two old men are in a fierce battle. You eat my piece and I will kill you. It is a joy to kill.

The onlookers were also silent, quietly watching the two sides fight, to see who can survive to the end in this battle!

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, the old man on the right entered three horses and six, and directly ate one of the opponent's cars.

"eat!"

At the same time, Shi Qinghai touched the uncle on the shoulder and said, "Master, your car is gone."

The uncle laughed and said, "Young man, don't you understand? That's not called a car, that's called a ju!"

Shi Qinghai nodded, and said, "Oh, sir, your battery is gone."

The uncle was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly looked to the side, only to see that a social youth with tattoos on his head drove Emma's electric car like a will-o'-the-wisp.

"Oh shit, stop it! Sai Linmu, stop it for me!"

The old man hurriedly stood up, but the young man didn't stop at all, and he disappeared immediately.

There was a commotion at the scene.

The uncle beat his chest and stamped his feet: "Damn it, that son of a bitch is from the Kengzaikou side. I'll ask my son to take care of him at night!"

"Come on, let's play chess first!"

The uncle took a sip of water angrily, then sat down again.

Anyway, the car was stolen, so it's better to finish the game of chess first.

"That's right, let's play chess first!"

"Now that you're halfway down here, you won't be able to sleep at night!"

The uncles who were onlookers also gave suggestions.

At this time, Shi Qinghai had already secretly left this place when no one was paying attention.

He continued to set out towards Xueshanyan.

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"I will demonstrate it for you as a teacher, and you are optimistic about it!"

On a mountain in Longyan, an old man with a fairy spirit started lightly, holding a three-foot wooden sword, and danced and danced like an immortal.

The mountains are cold and windy, but the boy's heart is hot.

Holding the sword in the left hand, holding the ring with both hands, and making a gesture of raising hands!

The three rings set the moon, the big Kuixing, the swallows copy the water, the left sweep, and the sweep again!

One move after another, the swordsmanship that the boy dreamed of finally fully appeared in front of him at this moment, and the boy's eyes were full of blood!

Dancing in the world, the sword in the old man's hand suddenly became extremely sluggish, and the sword's aura changed from sharp and awe-inspiring before to weak and weak, looking slow and limp.

At this time, the old man didn't look like a hidden master at all, but he was similar to those street performers who cheated on food and drink.

But the young man was still engrossed, watching every move of the old man in front of him earnestly.

At a certain moment, the sword is closed, the cold wind in the mountains is no longer there, the sky is bright and the air is clear, and there is a faint vitality that is ushering in early spring!

"Baby, do you see clearly?"

The boy said: "See clearly."

The old man said again: "Do you remember everything?"

"Half forgotten."

The old man narrowed his eyes, and pondered: "Okay, it's hard for you, you should think about it again!"

So the young man bowed his head and meditated, letting the sunset in the mountains and the cold wind rise again.

The old man stood quietly opposite him, as if waiting for something.

After a while, the old man asked again: "How is it now?"

The boy calmly said: "I have forgotten more than half of it."