Chapter 32
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In the dim shadow, there were many shacks built randomly with waste, and the shadow inside had human eyes looking out.
A man appeared at the other end of the alley. His figure was weak and he didn’t look strong. He wore a white shirt, glasses on his face, a piety look, a slightly separated collar showed black scale on his neck.
Xiao Chao lowered his head and looked at the mud on the ground. His fist was trembling and violently shook.
He grabbed Ye Peitian’s clothing corner, “Don’t go! Run! You go away quickly.”
The man at the alley pushed the glasses, and the glass lenses reflected in the dark shadows.
A huge silver-white totem was suspended in the air above him strangely.
The air in the alley seemed to twist slightly.
The picture in front of Ye Peitian suddenly changed. The dark street, and the man with glasses were all gone.
In front of him was a bright and clean street, vehicles passing by, horns of cars, sounds of faucets and running water, and the sound of TV broadcasts.
On his left was a familiar building, a factory dormitory where he had lived since childhood.
The neighbor uncle came out wearing a holed white vest. His hands were in his wide pants, and he yelled downstairs. He glanced at him and spit on the ground.
A fat aunt downstairs passed by with a dish and greeted him with a smile, “Peitian is back from school.”
A young boy ran past him, pulling his clothes corner, “Brother, back.”
That was his younger brother Ye Peiquan.
Ye Peitian stood there, saw the little one with his schoolbag held to his chest, picked up his brother, and walked upstairs.
There was no one in the room. He turned on the lights in the room, put down the schoolbag and the noisy brother. He bought a small chair, put it under his feet, stood by the kilt and started washing rice and cooking.
He was very hungry, and speeded up the movements in his hands, trying to catch up with his parents before cooking.
The younger brother in kindergarten was noisy around his feet. He accidentally fell off the chair and the things on the stove were scattered all over. The younger brother laughed instead.
The door of the room was pushed open. A woman pushed the door in, and as if she didn’t see him, she crossed his side and smiled softly while reaching for his younger brother sitting on the ground.
A tall, sweaty man followed her. He frowned after looking at the messy kitchen, “You can’t do anything trivial but mess up. Go, go to the street and buy your father a box of beer.”
The little boy was scolded and pushed out of the door. He didn’t cry, didn’t say anything extra, stood silently in the corner of the street downstairs, and looked up at the light upstairs.
Ye Peitian stood and looked at the warm yellow light upstairs. His mother in the light, picked up his younger brother. The tall silhouette of his father cast on the window.
The window opened. He wished the mother, father and brother would reach out to him together.
‘Come in, Peitian, mother has cooked, let’s all eat together.’
The whole family smiled brightly, a smile he had never seen before. But they were eager, and reached out to him.
Ye Peitian raised his pale hand, and grabbed her finger without care.
The ground began to shake, the blocks cracked, and familiar houses shook in front of him.
The yellow dragon that got composed of yellow sand gushed from the ground and covered the sky.
‘Don’t Peitian.’
‘Brother, don’t do this.’
The family’s face twisted in front of him. Ye Peitian was indifferent. He tightened his fingers, the bright street scene was gone. The dark and dirty street with sewage flowing in front of him was still there.
Numerous figures lurking in the street flashed quickly.
Xiao Chai sat on the ground, shivering, and looked at him in horror, “You, you really are that…the demon they said.”
Ye Peitian glanced at him expressionlessly, and looked at the man in white shirt standing at the street.
“Spiritual, not bad,” he slowly pulled down the black mask on his face and smiled, the cold words turned around on the dim street like a bloodthirsty demon in the abyss.
————
Chu Qianxun returned to the house, and was surprised to find that there were several white and fat chubby buns on the table.
She picked one with her hand. It was soft and fragrant.
She looked carefully at the table and window sill and found no trace of sand.
The table with the buns was so spotlessly clean that it almost reached the level of being discernible.
The man who was good at controlling sand probably didn’t know how cluttered this table was. It was dusty. Chu Qianxun laughed, picked up a bun and took a bite.
The scent of cabbage buns filled her mouth and filled her heart, so it irresistibly bred an emotion in her heart, a feeling of happiness that she had not experienced for many years.
Chu Qianxun sat on the window sill, nibbling at the bun with her feet, and her eyes fell on the tree not far downstairs.
The lush tree had no figure that she missed.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang in the far street, and the humble tube tower was even trembling slightly by the loud noise.
The glare of the power flashed a hemispherical splendor on top of the distant city.
The people in the tube building stuck out their heads and looked anxiously into the distance.
The window downstairs of Chu Qianxun was pushed open with a clatter. The freckled mad woman stretched her head.
“What’s the situation, isn’t that the Black Street? How many people have to die in this city?” Chu Qianxun asked.
“Who knows, these abilities are all high-ranking big shots. When do those people care about ordinary people’s life,” the mad woman complained and retracted into the room, reaching out to close the window, “Don’t watch, As long as it doesn’t hit here, it’s none of our business.”
Chu Qianxun looked at the distance where a huge roar continued. Lights of different abilities and colors hit her face repeatedly.
Somehow in her heart, there was a hint of uneasiness.
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In the dim shadow, there were many shacks built randomly with waste, and the shadow inside had human eyes looking out.
A man appeared at the other end of the alley. His figure was weak and he didn’t look strong. He wore a white shirt, glasses on his face, a piety look, a slightly separated collar showed black scale on his neck.
Xiao Chao lowered his head and looked at the mud on the ground. His fist was trembling and violently shook.
He grabbed Ye Peitian’s clothing corner, “Don’t go! Run! You go away quickly.”
The man at the alley pushed the glasses, and the glass lenses reflected in the dark shadows.
A huge silver-white totem was suspended in the air above him strangely.
The air in the alley seemed to twist slightly.
The picture in front of Ye Peitian suddenly changed. The dark street, and the man with glasses were all gone.
In front of him was a bright and clean street, vehicles passing by, horns of cars, sounds of faucets and running water, and the sound of TV broadcasts.
On his left was a familiar building, a factory dormitory where he had lived since childhood.
The neighbor uncle came out wearing a holed white vest. His hands were in his wide pants, and he yelled downstairs. He glanced at him and spit on the ground.
A fat aunt downstairs passed by with a dish and greeted him with a smile, “Peitian is back from school.”
A young boy ran past him, pulling his clothes corner, “Brother, back.”
That was his younger brother Ye Peiquan.
Ye Peitian stood there, saw the little one with his schoolbag held to his chest, picked up his brother, and walked upstairs.
There was no one in the room. He turned on the lights in the room, put down the schoolbag and the noisy brother. He bought a small chair, put it under his feet, stood by the kilt and started washing rice and cooking.
He was very hungry, and speeded up the movements in his hands, trying to catch up with his parents before cooking.
The younger brother in kindergarten was noisy around his feet. He accidentally fell off the chair and the things on the stove were scattered all over. The younger brother laughed instead.
The door of the room was pushed open. A woman pushed the door in, and as if she didn’t see him, she crossed his side and smiled softly while reaching for his younger brother sitting on the ground.
A tall, sweaty man followed her. He frowned after looking at the messy kitchen, “You can’t do anything trivial but mess up. Go, go to the street and buy your father a box of beer.”
The little boy was scolded and pushed out of the door. He didn’t cry, didn’t say anything extra, stood silently in the corner of the street downstairs, and looked up at the light upstairs.
Ye Peitian stood and looked at the warm yellow light upstairs. His mother in the light, picked up his younger brother. The tall silhouette of his father cast on the window.
The window opened. He wished the mother, father and brother would reach out to him together.
‘Come in, Peitian, mother has cooked, let’s all eat together.’
The whole family smiled brightly, a smile he had never seen before. But they were eager, and reached out to him.
Ye Peitian raised his pale hand, and grabbed her finger without care.
The ground began to shake, the blocks cracked, and familiar houses shook in front of him.
The yellow dragon that got composed of yellow sand gushed from the ground and covered the sky.
‘Don’t Peitian.’
‘Brother, don’t do this.’
The family’s face twisted in front of him. Ye Peitian was indifferent. He tightened his fingers, the bright street scene was gone. The dark and dirty street with sewage flowing in front of him was still there.
Numerous figures lurking in the street flashed quickly.
Xiao Chai sat on the ground, shivering, and looked at him in horror, “You, you really are that…the demon they said.”
Ye Peitian glanced at him expressionlessly, and looked at the man in white shirt standing at the street.
“Spiritual, not bad,” he slowly pulled down the black mask on his face and smiled, the cold words turned around on the dim street like a bloodthirsty demon in the abyss.
————
Chu Qianxun returned to the house, and was surprised to find that there were several white and fat chubby buns on the table.
She picked one with her hand. It was soft and fragrant.
She looked carefully at the table and window sill and found no trace of sand.
The table with the buns was so spotlessly clean that it almost reached the level of being discernible.
The man who was good at controlling sand probably didn’t know how cluttered this table was. It was dusty. Chu Qianxun laughed, picked up a bun and took a bite.
The scent of cabbage buns filled her mouth and filled her heart, so it irresistibly bred an emotion in her heart, a feeling of happiness that she had not experienced for many years.
Chu Qianxun sat on the window sill, nibbling at the bun with her feet, and her eyes fell on the tree not far downstairs.
The lush tree had no figure that she missed.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang in the far street, and the humble tube tower was even trembling slightly by the loud noise.
The glare of the power flashed a hemispherical splendor on top of the distant city.
The people in the tube building stuck out their heads and looked anxiously into the distance.
The window downstairs of Chu Qianxun was pushed open with a clatter. The freckled mad woman stretched her head.
“What’s the situation, isn’t that the Black Street? How many people have to die in this city?” Chu Qianxun asked.
“Who knows, these abilities are all high-ranking big shots. When do those people care about ordinary people’s life,” the mad woman complained and retracted into the room, reaching out to close the window, “Don’t watch, As long as it doesn’t hit here, it’s none of our business.”
Chu Qianxun looked at the distance where a huge roar continued. Lights of different abilities and colors hit her face repeatedly.
Somehow in her heart, there was a hint of uneasiness.
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In the dim shadow, there were many shacks built randomly with waste, and the shadow inside had human eyes looking out.A man appeared at the other end of the alley. His figure was weak and he didn't look strong. He wore a white shirt, glasses on his face, a piety look, a slightly separated collar showed black scale on his neck.Xiao Chao lowered his head and looked at the mud on the ground. His fist was trembling and violently shook.He grabbed Ye Peitian's clothing corner, Don't go! Run! You go away quickly.The man at the alley pushed the glasses, and the glass lenses reflected in the dark shadows.A huge silver-white totem was suspended in the air above him strangely.The air in the alley seemed to twist slightly.The picture in front of Ye Peitian suddenly changed. The dark street, and the man with glasses were all gone.In front of him was a bright and clean street, vehicles passing by, horns of cars, sounds of faucets and running water, and the sound of TV broadcasts.On his left was a familiar building, a factory dormitory where he had lived since childhood.The neighbor uncle came out wearing a holed white vest. His hands were in his wide pants, and he yelled downstairs. He glanced at him and spit on the ground.A fat aunt downstairs passed by with a dish and greeted him with a smile, Peitian is back from school.A young boy ran past him, pulling his clothes corner, Brother, back.That was his younger brother Ye Peiquan.Ye Peitian stood there, saw the little one with his schoolbag held to his chest, picked up his brother, and walked upstairs.There was no one in the room. He turned on the lights in the room, put down the schoolbag and the noisy brother. He bought a small chair, put it under his feet, stood by the kilt and started washing rice and cooking.He was very hungry, and speeded up the movements in his hands, trying to catch up with his parents before cooking.The younger brother in kindergarten was noisy around his feet. He accidentally fell off the chair and the things on the stove were scattered all over. The younger brother laughed instead.The door of the room was pushed open. A woman pushed the door in, and as if she didn't see him, she crossed his side and smiled softly while reaching for his younger brother sitting on the ground.A tall, sweaty man followed her. He frowned after looking at the messy kitchen, You can't do anything trivial but mess up. Go, go to the street and buy your father a box of beer.The little boy was scolded and pushed out of the door. He didn't cry, didn't say anything extra, stood silently in the corner of the street downstairs, and looked up at the light upstairs.Ye Peitian stood and looked at the warm yellow light upstairs. His mother in the light, picked up his younger brother. The tall silhouette of his father cast on the window.The window opened. He wished the mother, father and brother would reach out to him together.Come in, Peitian, mother has cooked, let's all eat together.'The whole family smiled brightly, a smile he had never seen before. But they were eager, and reached out to him.Ye Peitian raised his pale hand, and grabbed her finger without care.The ground began to shake, the blocks cracked, and familiar houses shook in front of him.The yellow dragon that got composed of yellow sand gushed from the ground and covered the sky.Don't Peitian.'Brother, don't do this.'The family's face twisted in front of him. Ye Peitian was indifferent. He tightened his fingers, the bright street scene was gone. The dark and dirty street with sewage flowing in front of him was still there.Numerous figures lurking in the street flashed quickly.Xiao Chai sat on the ground, shivering, and looked at him in horror, You, you really are thatthe demon they said.Ye Peitian glanced at him expressionlessly, and looked at the man in white shirt standing at the street.Spiritual, not bad, he slowly pulled down the black mask on his face and smiled, the cold words turned around on the dim street like a bloodthirsty demon in the abyss.Chu Qianxun returned to the house, and was surprised to find that there were several white and fat chubby buns on the table.She picked one with her hand. It was soft and fragrant.She looked carefully at the table and window sill and found no trace of sand.The table with the buns was so spotlessly clean that it almost reached the level of being discernible.The man who was good at controlling sand probably didn't know how cluttered this table was. It was dusty. Chu Qianxun laughed, picked up a bun and took a bite.The scent of cabbage buns filled her mouth and filled her heart, so it irresistibly bred an emotion in her heart, a feeling of happiness that she had not experienced for many years.Chu Qianxun sat on the window sill, nibbling at the bun with her feet, and her eyes fell on the tree not far downstairs.The lush tree had no figure that she missed.Suddenly, there was a loud bang in the far street, and the humble tube tower was even trembling slightly by the loud noise.The glare of the power flashed a hemispherical splendor on top of the distant city.The people in the tube building stuck out their heads and looked anxiously into the distance.The window downstairs of Chu Qianxun was pushed open with a clatter. The freckled mad woman stretched her head.What's the situation, isn't that the Black Street? How many people have to die in this city? Chu Qianxun asked.Who knows, these abilities are all high-ranking big shots. When do those people care about ordinary people's life, the mad woman complained and retracted into the room, reaching out to close the window, Don't watch, As long as it doesn't hit here, it's none of our business.Chu Qianxun looked at the distance where a huge roar continued. Lights of different abilities and colors hit her face repeatedly.Somehow in her heart, there was a hint of uneasiness.Thanks to everyone who's reading this on wordrain. This translation belongs to us. o Support us by comments, or buy Miaomiao11 a coffee ~1 ko-Fi = extra chapterjoin our discord https://discord.gg/jUAXQ3u
