The Domain of God

Wu Feng did not go far. This place was too unfamiliar to him, furthermore, he had nowhere else to go. The only place he went was to the north corner of the city, inside a dilapidated abandoned house.

Wu Feng originally had plenty of money, but because he lived in the City Lord's Mansion, he was the one paying. As a result, he almost never gave himself any money. All that was left on him was some scattered silver that he had spent to buy books.

The old house was damp and dark. Even the door was worn out. The wind made it creak.

Wu Feng used his clothes to make a bed. He took comfort in whatever he wanted to do, he did not reject this feeling.

Quiet. The stronger the wind, the quieter he felt.

On the second day, Wu Feng wrapped himself tightly in his clothes and opened the door to his room. Right now, he needed to do one thing, and that was to run around for his own livelihood. After leaving the City Lord's Mansion, he needed to worry about something he didn't normally care about.

As for his work, he already had an idea. He found a bookstore that mainly had revisions to the books, modifications, and so on. The salary was not much, but Wu Feng did not need to spend anything. He was previously the butler of the City Lord's Mansion. His position was not low, but he rarely came into contact with others outside. The people who knew him were pitifully few.

The days seemed to have begun just like that. Ordinary, ordinary days.

"Has he left?"

Inside the City Lord's Mansion, Luo Song shouted in shock, "What's going on?"

Luo Xianer said softly, "Yesterday, I chatted a bit with him. He said that she wanted to go for a walk, and since I saw that his attitude was firm, I agreed."

Luo Song frowned, "Isn't this nonsense? He was an outsider, so he didn't remember anything. Don't you know to stop him? Over the past ten years, he hasn't even gone out of the City Lord's Mansion three times. "

"Wu Feng laughed bitterly:" Perhaps everyone's attitude yesterday was too bad. Originally, I wanted to explain things to him today, but who would have thought that he had already left. "Not a single trace was left behind. It could be possible that he left after talking to Xian'Er yesterday."

Luo Xianer said softly, "Actually, it's also good to go out for a walk. He is stuffy in his residence and doesn't even talk much. That is too oppressive, it's not good for him."

Luo Song frowned, and only said after a long while: "That's fine, as a butler, his salary is not low either, even with a salary of ten years, he will be able to live comfortably for a long time. If he comes back, then just let him stay at my place. "

Luo Xianer hesitated, wanting to say something.

Luo Song raised his brows, "What's wrong?"

Luo Xianer said helplessly: "According to the servant's report, he has only given himself a salary once in the past ten years, and when he left, he had only brought a few pieces of clothes of his own."

Luo Song's expression changed, he flicked her sleeves and left in anger, "What nonsense!"

'Wu Feng' was rather helpless, "Look at how this is happening!"

Luo Xianer only said: "Perhaps he will come back after it's too difficult outside."

Year after year, the old house was still the same.

Wu Feng was like a shadow. Every day, he would only work, eat, and sleep. There was nothing else. Even if he couldn't speak a single word every month, it would be difficult to say a complete sentence after a year.

Even the owner of the bookstore had almost forgotten that he had such an employee.

He was just so inconspicuous, hiding in the corner and walking in the shadows. When it was quiet, he didn't even breathe.

After thirty years passed, Wu Feng became old and his body started to bend. He did not look like a person over a hundred years old, but more like an old man.

The owners of the bookstores had changed. Wu Feng was also dismissed, because his eyes were no longer able to see clearly.

Wu Feng lied on his bed. This abandoned house, in the twenty years that Wu Feng had been in, only had a few extra blankets and a few more clothes. If there was anything else, it was Wu Feng who had fixed the door.

The sound of firecrackers came from outside as well as the sound of drums and gongs.

Wu Feng was very familiar with such a voice. With decades of experience, he knew what had happened. However, it was obviously more lively this time. And to be able to reach this level, it usually only meant one thing.

It was some big shot having a wedding.

This was the first time Wu Feng took the initiative to walk on the main street. Many voices of discussion could be heard and the one getting married was the City Lord's daughter, Xiao Ya.

This caused great waves to rise in Wu Feng's heart. It turned out that so much time had passed and the children back then had all grown up as well.

He was pushed into the crowd, drifting with the flow.

This wedding was not like the wedding in the past. It was a grand occasion, a joyous event for all the people in the city!

The citizens all looked in one direction, towards the City Lord's Mansion.

Wu Feng also looked over, and an exquisite carriage slowly approached. On top of the carriage sat an extremely beautiful girl, with eyes that were like autumn water, bringing about an intoxicating gentle smile.

She was somewhat similar to Luo Xianer, she no longer had the look of a young girl, but a vague outline.

Wu Feng was ecstatic from the bottom of his heart because he had only seen joy and happiness in Xiao Ya's eyes.

Wu Feng tightly wrapped his clothes. He was old, and his body was weak. He could not remember how old he was after meeting Luo Xianer and the others. He only knew that after thirty years, his condition was very similar to that of many people who were seventy to eighty years old.

He turned around, stuck his head against the wall, and left without a sound.

He'd been like this all these years. He'd gotten used to it. No one would notice him, no one would recognize him.

Xiao Ya's eyes narrowed. She stood on the carriage, which attracted even more cheers.

That unfamiliar back made her feel a sense of familiarity.

When he looked again, it was already gone.

There was no wind nor waves. The world was peaceful and stable, because there was a supreme saint protecting the people of the world. After a few days of liveliness, the Nanyang City returned to peace.

Wu Feng started to raise flowers and picked up a stray dog.

He didn't eat much. He gave most of the food to the dog, which was his only companion. After twenty years of work, although every month was not much, but after twenty years of living frugally, it was indeed a great fortune.

"Dog, I think I used to …"

On the doorstep, Wu Feng quietly looked at the lazy dog by his feet. He tried to remember something, but he couldn't.

"Looks like I'm really old."

Wu Feng muttered to himself. It's normal for an old man to not be able to remember anything, isn't it?

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you thinking about?"

In another area, the schemer shouted in indignation, "According to the flow of time here, it should have at least been thirty years right? Why are you so calm? "

Sky Breaker opened her eyes and laughed: "You can't hold yourself back anymore."

The schemer raised his eyebrows, "I was bored. When can you be so anxious about something?"

The Sky Breaker smiled: "If impatience is of any use, I am more anxious than you."

schemer scolded: "Just say it, how do you plan to do this? If Wu Feng lost everything, then wouldn't these thirty years be enough for him to die soon? Back then, I didn't like you. Let me tell you, I don't like you anymore. "

Sky Breaker laughed out loud, "In the end, you still have no confidence in him."

"I don't have any f * cking confidence."

schemer had already lost her calm as she said flustered and exasperatedly, "You know the consequences. If this matter is really out of control, what does that mean? Other than us, there will be no one else in this world. "

The Sky Breaker asked: "Then what is the result of your calculation?"

The schemer said unhappily: "Myriad variations is complicated and ambiguous."

"It is always the same. Any magic has its own path to follow."

The Sky Breaker said softly, "But at the same time, all laws must follow a certain trajectory and adhere to a certain rule. Without rules, nothing can happen. "

schemer reprimanded him: "You want to talk big again?"

Sky Breaker let out a sigh of relief, "That's not necessarily true. If god of destiny wanted to give him a world, then no matter how good this world is, it must follow certain rules. In other words, there are some changes that he cannot change or block. "

"If a fish is put back in the sea, it is free. Everything it met, the choices it made, would depend on it, not on the person it released. Wu Feng is that fish. Whether it is to observe freedom or to try and make things easier, all of this will depend on Wu Feng and not the god of destiny. "

schemer threw up her hands. "So that means, if Wu Feng can't bear to think about other things, he will be at ease until the end?"

Sky Breaker nodded her head and said, "Undeniably, this is one of the very common endings."

"But this is not the end we want."

The schemer's gaze turned cold, "We still have much more things to do, even if it's him, Wu Feng, he still has to deal with the matter of the origin of her consciousness. He doesn't have that much time to waste here. Furthermore, he will need a lot of time to get here. If this goes on, none of us will be able to afford to waste it. "

"Let's wait."

Sky Breaker closed her eyes once again, "god of destiny may be waiting for us to intervene, at that time, we would be Wu Feng's enemies. I don't think you want to see an ending like that even more."

"This is the most aggrieved time and time in my life."

The Sky Breaker laughed in a low voice: "There's no other way, because this is a game controlled by the god of destiny. If you want to play this game well, you have to follow the rules of others. The person who broke the rules has already lost. "

"And we haven't lost yet."