Tomorrow's Ark, raised by children

The giant is not only talking about the landscape of the city, but also the people here.

Behind the towering city gate and the broad and strong city wall, there are countless big Yan frontier soldiers watching.

They are giants shaped like a square of heaven and earth, standing upright, holding up half of the sky with one hand.

Qinghai Changyun dark snow mountain.Beyond the vast sea is a deserted and lonely city, and the yellow sand is carried by the strong wind through this land, and has been drifting to the distant horizon.

"Da da......"

The hoof hooves stomped on the ground.

Two hooves.

A man in white was riding a tall hoofed beast, while the boy behind him was riding a slightly smaller hoofed beast.

They walk through the city with the yellow sand.

"This is Yumen."

Looking around, the man said hoarsely.

"Yumen...?"

The boy murmured.

"Remember her?"

"...Um."

"From the perspective of time, she should still be building terracotta warriors and defense facilities in Yumen, maybe we can meet her." The man said lightly, "But don't get too hopeful."

"Understood, Master." The young man looked at the tomorrow round in the sky sadly, "I just can't control my thoughts... Once I come to this city, my heart is hard to calm down. You know, apart from those uncles and aunts in Shangshu, she... is my only old friend."

"Meditate, meditate... Yubai, meditate."

"Yes, Master."

The boy's name is Zhang Yubai.

About a year ago, he left Shangshu with his current master, Long Shuwen, and began a long journey with no end in sight.

Long Shuwen said that he would take Zhang Yubai all over Dayan as much as possible.

They suffered a lot along the way... Although Long Shuwen was there, there were not many real dangers, but such a long journey also wiped away many edges and corners of Zhang Yubai.

This is meditation.

In addition, Long Shuwen also specially tempered Zhang Yubai's body, taught him martial arts, and trained his spirit and physique.

"Master, what kind of city is Yumen?"

"It's a city of war." Long Shuwen's voice was still hoarse, "Even if it's me, I can't be sure that no danger will come to us. Therefore... we will leave this city in a short time... ..It’s just to let you see the landscape and human nature of this city.”

"Oh....."

In memory, the figure of that woman is still difficult to dissipate.

Even after a year has passed, Zhang Yubai still engraves her every move in his mind.

Just to wait for the day when we meet again, and still maintain the familiarity in my memory.

Part of the reason why he was able to withstand Long Shuwen's beating was...the concern for his son and daughter's love.

Emotions are very contradictory. They can make people weak or strong.

For Zhang Yubai, this is almost the case.

The hoof-hoofed beast let out a sharp neighing sound.

The faint beating sound of blacksmiths came into my ears... maybe it was an auditory hallucination.

However, such a voice must be uncommon in such a city.

"clang!"

An incomparably loud sound made Zhang Yubai couldn't help turning his head to look in a certain direction...following the guidance in the dark.

Yellow sand floated along with the sound.

All the way to...a woman with white hair and red horns.

..........

"Ah!"

The woman waved her hand and impatiently dispersed the sand and dust.

"Damn weather... Hey, over there, is there any chili? Chili! Yes! Chili! No? Ah...there is no wine? Spicy, spicy wine!"

"Nian! You've drained our wine!

"Then find a way to get me something new to eat and drink! Do you understand? Otherwise, I'll fuck, fuck!"

The person dressed as a soldier in armor she spoke to didn't dare to speak any more.

The person in front of him is a master-level figure sent by the high-level, who specially forged defense facilities for them, he can be regarded as a great god.Nowadays, no matter whether this great god is hungry or thirsty, all the people in the army will serve him on saddles.

After all, this great god is not happy at all, and he will fuck as soon as he says **, very casual.

Moreover, as long as she doesn't do too much, no one will "manage" her.

The offensive of the evil beasts over there has not diminished in the slightest. Even if the "truce period" has been strangely entered in the past few days, the soldiers know that this is only temporary... The wind and rain will always come with a devastating force after the silence. Everyone was caught off guard.If the defense is not proper, everything that has been painstakingly guarded may collapse in an instant, and the crystallization of an entire civilization will disappear in the wind, sand, snow and moon in Saibei.

"No one can make the spiciness you want."

The soldier said helplessly.

His eyes were drooping, and he looked depressed.

The immortal in front of him is really making trouble out of no reason...but it's understandable.

After all, she is still a daughter... and women are always easy to get angry, for all kinds of reasons, ranging from betrayal and injury, to saying a wrong sentence.

Naturally, they want to coax them when they are angry, but these people in the army really don't know much about women...

To put it bluntly, it's just a group of rough guys trying to come up with ideas around a woman.

Fortunately, Nian is not an awkward woman.

"Someone can do it," Nian pouted, "in Shangshu."

"We can't go to Shangshu to invite you over..."

"No. Even if you go, you won't be able to invite them, because they are already dead."

The elder let out a sigh of relief, his attention drifted away from the conversation with the soldier, and flew to a corner in the ocean of memory.

Speaking of that man...ah, how is his son?

Since that farewell, it has been almost a year now, right?

I don't know how the former candle holder walked on this land with the ignorant but mature child?

I don't know the year...

She wants to know.

"Clang clang clang!"

The iron hammer that Nian used to cast hit the raw material that had not yet been plasticized, and the dull and crisp sound showed her seriousness.

She's casting a big one.....is a terracotta.

A terracotta warrior comparable to a real brave warrior.

Under normal circumstances, Nian directly uses her own spells for forging.And when she is in a good mood and has other things to do, she will build it step by step by herself, so that the cast objects will always be of high quality.

As for now...

The mood of the year is really not good, even a little bad.

Weird, so weird...why am I still thinking about that human brat?

It's been so long...Even if that kid has an influence on me, and I like that kid quite a bit, I shouldn't have so many thoughts...even a faint yearning.

This doesn't fit Nian's character.

Thoughts gushed out like a tide, and Nian had no choice but to use the voice of casting to cover up her inner irritability.

I really can't calm down!

It wasn't until the neighing of a hoofed beast suddenly sounded under the empty sky that Nian distracted his attention again.

She looked back towards the direction where the neighing sound came from, swung the hammer, and hit the material with greater force, making a relatively louder sound.

two figures...

The eyes seemed to meet in mid-air, and Nian felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, but he just didn't know who it was.

All that could be seen were two travelers.

At the same time, the two travelers seemed to see her too, the smaller one of them seemed to freeze.

Nian shook his head, and slowly looked away.

She's going to get on with her job.

But I don't know why... Her heart, which was chaotic for no reason, suddenly became quiet for no reason.

........

"Feather, calm down."

"It has calmed down, Master."

Looking at the sun in the sky, Zhang Yubai made a firm voice.

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Volume Two: Different Routes to the Same Goal: Chapter 81 Chapter 77: Entering Heaven and Earth Again

There was a light rain falling from the sky, like the rain in late summer and early autumn... Even the taste it brought was almost exactly the same.

A very fresh smell, like the fragrance of flowers that have been blooming for many years, is scattered in all directions along the twists and turns of the wind.

The humid air made people feel chilly, Zhang Yubai shrank his neck, took a small step, and walked into the rain curtain.

It's strange that the rain hits the body and wets the clothes, but it doesn't feel the slightest bit of coolness... All the cold feeling is the coldness of being in the rain curtain, not the rain.

The rain fell extremely gently, like a gentle hand, lightly tapping on a person's body...

All anxiety and heat will be neutralized in this rain curtain.

"Da da da......"

The sound of rain hitting the wooden boards was heard nearby. Zhang Yubai looked around, but found a village... and he himself was inside the village.

Unlike Poshan Township, everything here is a little more "modern".

The mottled walls leave imprints year after year, rows of houses are neatly arranged, and the corners of the eaves are slightly raised upwards, which seems to be a beautiful smile.The faded red bricks and blue tiles also show vicissitudes.There are wooden steps and platforms in front of each house, which is also the source of the sound of rain hitting the wooden boards.

Zhang Yubai licked his lips, and raised his hand to wipe away the raindrops that were about to pass over his eyes.

"It's amazing... This is another new world?" The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, showing an ugly smile, "It's really *Yan Guo foul language*!"

"In this case... what should I do? Hey, brother, are you still there? Give me some advice."

"Just now you were asked to cut this place with the parting dagger and you didn't want to, now... shouldn't you play your role as a candle holder and explore this unknown area for Yan Kingdom officials? Forget that you want to The second target of the investigation, the river god?"

"Hey... you said this... this..." Zhang Yubai wiped the rainwater from his head again, gradually quickened his pace, and walked through the village.

"Is there anyone? Is there anyone!"

He made a trumpet shape with his hands, surrounded his mouth, and yelled loudly.

"Someone! Hey! Someone!"

On the side, the door of a family was opened.

It was an old man from Li Boli, with shame in his mouth, ruddy complexion, short stature, leaning on the building with his back, the wrinkles on his face twisted together like the bark of an old tree.But his complexion is very good, and very gentle.It's like the uncle walking in your village, who can chat with anyone, very kind.

"Yo, uncle, where is this place!"

Zhang Yubai waved at the old man, with a polite smile on his face, and asked loudly.

"Where is that?" The old man was taken aback, "This is Hejia Village, young man, are you out of your mind? Everyone here knows the name of this place."