About the story of a brave man being a potato for a thousand years and then the world was destroyed

"Oh, this is quite convenient," Mo Wente looked at himself, "Well, it looks much better."

"Not so good, you have to go back and change clothes to feel more suitable," Guoguo said, "Carly will dress up beautifully today. If you wear this, I'm afraid others will think you are a bodyguard."

"Ha, don't come on, there is no one here who is a bodyguard, anyway, thank you," Mo Wente said, waved his hand, turned and went out.

"Oh, no..." Guoguo stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to say something, but Mo Wente's figure had disappeared behind the door.

"Okay, don't always care about others, how long have they been together, Carly has long been used to him like this," Yayin tidied her clothes and walked to Guoguo's side, "You also said it's a rare festival, so, let's go?"

"Haha, that's right, let's go," Guoguo said, casually put the arrow in his hand back into the quiver, pushed open the door, and walked out of the house with Yayin.

The warm morning sun shines on the earth, and the garden outside the house is full of colorful flowers, showing their beautiful colors under the sun.

Looking up, a row of two- and three-story wooden buildings form a whole town. Children are running around in the square, laughing, pulling the flying pigs floating in the sky and playing and laughing.

On the streets, flowers and woven grass decorate the festive atmosphere. The aroma of baked bread and biscuits diffuses in the streets. Barrels of brewed beer are moved to the center of the square. Various shops open early for business, selling many special food and toys for the festival.

Some young men and women walk in pairs on the street, wearing beautiful new clothes, and you and I are affectionate.

There are also elderly people walking slowly on the street with crutches, looking at this scene with a warm smile on their faces.

"It's so lively," Yayin exclaimed.

"Haha, yes, you should come out more often," Guoguo said with a smile.

"Well, maybe," Yayin said, walking towards one of the stalls.

It was a noodle stall, using white flour ground from the finest wheat grown in the nearby fields as raw materials. It was usually a breakfast shop frequented by Yayin and others.

But today was a festival, and the stall was no longer selling the usual plain noodles and bread, but some holiday noodles with special shapes.

"Hey! Two masters, what do you want to buy?" The owner of the noodle stall smiled brightly when he saw the two people coming, "Today is a festival, each noodle is one copper coin."

"Oh, so cheap, won't it be a loss?" Guoguo picked up a flying pig bread, handed over two copper coins, and said, "I want this."

The bread was kneaded into a ball, made into the shape of a flying pig, and then strung together with wooden sticks, just like a small flying pig balloon.

"Haha, there's no loss or profit today, just be happy," the boss laughed, and looked at Yain and asked, "Master, do you like anything?"

"This one," Yain pointed to the potato bun beside her.

It's called a potato bun, but it's not made of potatoes. It's more like a steamed bun made into the shape of potatoes.

"Oh, okay," the boss agreed, took a clean broad leaf, wrapped the potato bun, and handed it to Yain.

"Huh? This again?" Guoguo touched his chin and muttered, "Why do I feel like you buy this every year?"

"Don't you buy a flying pig every year?" Yain asked back.

"Ah, this, this will make me luckier in the hunting competition," Guoguo said with a smile.

"Don't come on, you let it go every year anyway, it doesn't matter whether you have good luck or not," Yain said.

"Haha, well, the teacher won't participate, don't I feel a little bored if I go all out by myself?" Guoguo scratched his head, "But, ha, sometimes I almost forget that I'm a ranger, now I feel more like a mystic."

"It doesn't matter, isn't your teacher also a great mystic?" Yayin said, taking a bite of the potato bun.

"Ah, well, he has lived for so many years after all," Guoguo shrugged.

As the two were talking, suddenly, a series of crisp explosions came from not far away, and the colorful ribbons exploded in the air and then drifted away with the wind.

"Hey! What, it's already opened!" Guoguo was shocked, "Oh no, I'm going to be late."

"Why don't you go?" Yayin asked.

"Oh, oh! Sorry! I'll go first! Remember to come and cheer for me!" Guoguo said with a smile, and handed the wooden stick with the flying pig bread to Yayin. Then, he flashed and jumped directly onto the roof next to him. He stepped on the roof lightly and jumped continuously. Not long after, he had jumped to the other side of the city.

"Damn it, you still say you are not a ranger," Yayin smiled helplessly and looked down at the flying pig bread in her hand.

Hmm...

It was said that you will be luckier if you eat it?

Sure enough, it doesn't matter at all.

"Ha, where should we go next," Yayin raised her head and looked at the lively street in front of her.

Then, she was suddenly stunned.

Because she noticed that among the crowd on the street, there seemed to be a dusty man standing hundreds of meters away and staring at her.

The breeze blew, and the bright green long hair fluttered in the wind, attracting countless eyes.

267. Two-in-one Why is a grown man so pretentious?

"Crack, crack..."

On one side of the booth, Liu Ji gently stirred the ice in the cup with a reed.

On the other side of the booth, Ya Yin gently rubbed the wooden stick in her hand, watching the round flying pig bread slowly rotate.

The two were in a restaurant.

Although it was a holiday today, it was not meal time, and the hunting competition and square activities had just started. There were not many people in the restaurant. The only two tables of guests and the waiters were very quiet, looking at them from a distance.

Of course they knew who Ya Yin was, almost everyone in this city knew her.

They didn't remember who Liu Ji was, but Liu Ji's dazzling green long hair was still eye-catching enough.

After taking a sip of the plum drink in the cup, Liu Ji cleared his throat and said, "Well, cough, there are really big changes here..."

As he spoke, his tone was subtly off, sounding a little funny.

"Damn, what's wrong, so nervous..." Liu Ji lowered his head slightly, trying to cover up the embarrassment on his face.

Yain put the flying pig bread on the tableside and said softly, "After all, ten years have passed..."

"Well," Liu Ji scratched his head, "I didn't expect you to... uh, was it arranged by Majina?"

"Well," Yain nodded slightly, "Because the tyrant has begun a general attack on the Secret Sanctuary, we need time, and Lim also agreed..."

"Really, Lim also agreed," Liu Ji gently rubbed the reed stalk with his thumb, "Then, you actually know that I..."

"Well, we know," Yain said softly, "but, there is no way, not only Majina needs time, we also need this time..."

"Really," Liu Ji scratched his cheek, "Then, have you lived well in the past ten years?"

"Very good," Yain smiled and raised his head, "Maybe, since the master left, I haven't lived so well. I can sleep peacefully every day and study the arcane with peace of mind..."

"Ahaha, that's true," Liu Ji smiled and looked at the lively village outside the window

For the people in this world, this peaceful and tranquil state is indeed a luxury.

"But..."

"Hmm?" Liu Ji turned his head in confusion, and saw Ya Yin stretched out a hand and gently placed it on his right hand that was holding the reed stalk, and then slowly led his hand over.

Then, she held Liu Ji's right hand with both hands, and gently rubbed the protruding knuckles on the back of his hand with her thumb.

Liu Ji swallowed his saliva and said nothing.

He didn't know what to say, and he couldn't say anything. He just felt that his heart was beating faster and faster, so fast that he even worried that there was something wrong with his body, and he wanted to connect to the ability of the desert incarnation.

However, he still suppressed the impulse. After all, it would be a pity to miss the soft touch of his fingertips...

But at this moment, Ya Yin suddenly pressed both thumbs on his tiger's mouth and pressed hard.

"It hurts!" Liu Ji couldn't help but take a breath.

"Well," Yayin nodded, "then it's not a dream."

"Ah? Do you want to judge by pinching me?" Liu Ji couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Yayin didn't reply, but continued to pinch Liu Ji's hand, not knowing what she was thinking.

The strange silence lasted for dozens of seconds, and the voice of the clerk came from the side: "Hello, you two have a special holiday meal."

"Oh, okay, thank you," Liu Ji subconsciously withdrew his hand, took the two plates from the clerk's hand, and placed them in front of the two.

His hands were suddenly empty, and Yayin was slightly stunned. He looked up and looked at Liu Ji with a slightly dissatisfied look, but the latter was busy arranging the plates and didn't notice.

The so-called special holiday meal is actually to draw a flying pig pattern on the bread with sauce, plus some exquisite side dishes and meat.

Although people have built this place in a decent manner over the years, it is a new isolated city with only ten years of history after all, and the products are relatively monotonous, so if you really want something special, it is actually mostly impossible to prepare it.

But in fact, it is not necessary. Using simple ingredients to create a festive atmosphere will make people feel the warm festive atmosphere, which is much better than cold coupons and fancy holiday mass-produced goods.

"It looks good, ha, I haven't eaten well for a few days," Liu Ji said, and took two chopsticks from the chopstick holder on the table.

Then he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"Huh?" He looked at the chopsticks in his hand in surprise, "Why here..."

"Forging metal tableware is very troublesome, and the carpenters have been very busy. For a long time, everyone has been eating with wooden sticks, so I suggested that they learn to use chopsticks," Yayin explained.

"Ah, so," Liu Ji smiled, "That's really suitable..."

After looking at the chopsticks in his hand for a while, Liu Ji suddenly noticed that Yayin was staring at him.

"Huh? What's wrong? Are you not hungry yet?" Liu Ji asked in confusion.

"No," Yayin shook her head slightly, "You haven't eaten for several days, right? Eat first."

"Ah, um," Liu Ji nodded, picked up a side dish and put it in his mouth.

He was indeed hungry. These days, he traveled day and night, and Anwada was tortured by motion sickness every day and was on the verge of falling asleep to escape. The two of them didn't even have three meals a day, but almost one meal every three days. It's not an exaggeration to say that they knew they wouldn't die.

But, for some reason, Liu Ji always felt uneasy while eating.

Especially since Yayin kept staring at him, he felt like he had done something wrong...

Well...

To be precise, he definitely did nothing wrong, after all, they should have expected this.

And if he really wanted to wait for him to come back soon, although it might be a bit strange to say so, it was not impossible to wait outside by the lake.

But, even if he did nothing wrong, the ten years of waiting were real.

Liu Ji was actually a little uneasy. After such a long time, he was even afraid that when he saw Yayin again, he would meet a stranger.

Fortunately, when he saw her, he knew that his worry was completely unnecessary.

As for how Yayin viewed these ten years...

To be honest, Liu Ji didn't know.

He had never had such an experience. Although a month of not seeing each other was not short, how could it be compared with ten years?

His intuition told him that maybe he should do something, but at least now, here, he didn't know what he could do.

While Liu Ji was daydreaming, he suddenly found that a piece of bread was handed to him.

He looked up and saw that it was Ya Yin who handed over the bread on her plate.

"Eh?" Liu Ji was stunned.

"You look very hungry," Ya Yin said softly, "and I just ate a potato bun, so I'll give this to you too."

"Ah, no, actually I..." Liu Ji said, looking at his plate, and found that he had eaten most of the food on the plate without realizing it.

It seemed that he was indeed hungrier than he thought.

"You are so hungry, you must be very anxious to come back," Ya Yin said softly, putting the bread on Liu Ji's plate, "So, don't worry, I can't blame you or anything."

"Aha, really," Liu Ji smiled awkwardly.

It seems that his little thoughts have been seen through by others.

Liu Ji took a bite of the bread, chewed it and swallowed it. He was silent for a while and then said, "Uh, well, what have you been doing during this period?"

"During this period... do you mean, the past ten years? Or recently?" Ya Yin asked.

"Uh, both?" Liu Ji scratched his cheek.

"Recently, there is not much to do. I just optimize some small details of the completed arcane every day," Ya Yin said, "As for the past ten years..."

Speaking of this, Ya Yin paused.

She seemed to be at a loss for words for a moment, and lowered her head to think.

Looking at her appearance, Liu Ji was inexplicably a little nervous.

He didn't quite understand where this nervousness came from...

Or rather, he understood, but he didn't want to think too much...