Twilight War

12

The steam from the chimneys of the machinery factory in the distance merged with the Corinthian mist, and the sky was gray everywhere.

On the slate road was the accumulated water from last night, which wet the trouser legs of pedestrians.

Huangxuanjin and Yilier looked at the route sign for a long time, and Mendun waited for a long time but didn't see them coming, so he walked over.

"Why, don't you understand?"

"If... I said that I misremembered the train number just now, we are actually going in the wrong direction now." Huang Xuanjin said weakly: "If we have to wait for the next train, it will take at least three hours."

"Huangxuanjin, do you have a problem with your brain!" Mendun grabbed Huangxuanjin's collar and was about to beat him down. He suddenly caught a glimpse of Vichypel who was staring at him from the corner of his eye, and swallowed , slowly loosened Huang Xuan Jin's collar, and then patted Huang Xuan Jin's chest, "Yes, you are really good."

Huangxuanjin stared blankly at Mengduer, "Captain, are you... all right?"

Mentonl looked at him with a smile on his face, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "It's okay, we'll calculate slowly later."

"Then what should we do now? It will take three more hours." Mendall straightened his clothes and said.

"There are many shops near here, you can go shopping first." Yilier suggested silently.

"No shopping!" Huang Xuanjin said firmly.

"why?"

"It costs money to go shopping! But I have no money!" Huang Xuanjin shouted.

"It didn't kill you again!" Montuel said, rolling his eyes.

"If you want my money, you want my life!" Huang Xuanjin struggled.

"I'll pay." Vichypel on the side suddenly said: "Let's go, I see there are a few shops over there, let's go and have a look."

Huang Xuanjin was half dragged and dragged into the nearby Avenue Saint-Michel by three people.

Saint-Michel Avenue is not considered the main commercial street in Corinth, after all, the location is too remote, but there are always many strange things for sale here.

Yilier and Mendun had never been here before, and they looked at the stalls on both sides with excitement.

Huang Xuanjin put his hands in his pockets, and looked at the things on both sides without interest. He has been tricked here too many times, and he knows that the things here cannot be bought.

He was not very smart and would always be deceived, and he would happily believe what others said.In fact, he is not very smart now, he just understands that it is impossible for too good things to happen to him.

Montuner and Yilier bought a bag full of gadgets in a short while. Huang Xuanjin knew that most of the things they bought would break soon after they were bought back, but he had no intention of stopping them.After all, those are just gadgets, and they don't add up to much money. It's not bad to spend this little money to make the two of them happy for a while, and there's no need to tear it apart.

The wind in Corinth blew up Huangxuan Jin's windbreaker, and he didn't have to go to the palace for a long time, so he didn't wear military uniform.

His hair color is black hair, which is rare in Westland. A girl once told him that his hair color is rare. He told the girl that all the people in his previous place had black eyes and black hair. Girl How is that possible? Isn't it true that all people have night and stars in their eyes.

"Aren't you going to buy something?" Vehipel asked beside him.

Huang Xuanjin shook his head.

"Then let's go out and wait for them to finish shopping," Wihipel said.

"No, I quite like walking around here."

"Is there no one you like?"

"There are still some, but there is no need to buy them." Huang Xuanjin said.

"Is it enough to just look at the things you like?"

"I used to want to buy something I liked when I saw it, but now I think it's good to just look at it like this." Huang Xuanjin said with a smile while lowering his head.

"Xiao Jin, Xiao Jin, come here quickly, there is a porcelain shop here!" Yilier suddenly ran over and said to Huangxuan Jin.

"I'm not interested in Western Land porcelain," Huang Xuanjin said.

In the past few years, Donghuang has opened up the coastal port of Quanzhou, so there have been porcelain merchants and tea dealers who have been transporting boats and boats of porcelain and tea to the west land for many years, and then dragged the odds and ends of the west land to sell back to Donghuang.

However, in order to cater to the merchants in Vana, most of the porcelains were painted with the Virgin Mary and the Twelve Saints. Huang Xuanjin had no interest in understanding it since he saw it once.

However, no matter how uninterested Huangxuanjin was, he was still pulled in by Yilier.

As soon as Huangxuanjin came in, he could smell the incense burning in the air. It was not a precious spice but very quiet, like bamboo. Huangxuanjin smelled it carefully again and felt that the incense had a strong meaning, not like bamboo anymore. It's more like the bamboo is on fire.

There was no shopkeeper who took the initiative to greet him, Huang Xuanjin frowned, looked around, but did not see any porcelain with the Virgin Mary and the Twelve Apostles, but there were a few monochrome glazes and sacrificial red glazes that were quite to his liking.

He casually picked up a small porcelain bowl with bucket glaze, on which was painted a boy holding a lotus pod.

"Little Jin, do you like this?" Eliel leaned over and asked.

"It looks okay." Huang Xuanjin said with a smile, and put the porcelain bowl back on the willow shelf.

"If you like it, you can keep it." There was a sudden greeting from inside the store, and a boss in a blue shirt said leaning against the inner door with his sleeves in his hands.

"I just took a look. What's the name of the boss?" Huang Xuanjin said.

"Just call me Boss Ma." The boss in the blue shirt came out slowly with his sleeves in his hands, with an air of being a poor scholar or a mister.

Boss Ma wears a single piece of turtle tortoise glasses on his right eye, looking a bit refined and a bit philistine.

"There are more such bucket glazes in the past few years, and it was difficult to find them in the past few years." Boss Ma said.

"Why?" Eliel asked a little confused.

Boss Ma chuckled lightly, shook his sleeves and said, "Because the young master in Jinling didn't like fighting glazes, a King Fu of the Southwest once took great pains to get colored glazes from the official kiln and gave them to him." Young master, in the end, the young master only took one look and said he thought it was too noisy."

"So Donghuang's official kiln has never fired doucai since then, and no one has ever asked for doucai from private kilns. It took a lot of money to find a good doucai glaze in those years. Thoughtful." Boss Ma said.

"Just because of that little young master's words, the official kiln won't burn doucai?" Yilier frowned, "It can't be like this."

"I didn't think so at first, but since the young master in Jinling said he didn't like fighting colors, the royal family also started not to want fighting colors."

"What? Does the emperor of Donghuang value that young master so much?" Yilier asked.

"Not the emperor of Donghuang."

"That is?"

"It's Donghuang's former pearl—Dragon Girl Yingluo. Originally, Princess Yingluo loved all kinds of enamel, but since the young master in Jinling said he didn't like fighting colors, all the fighting colors in the Hall of Eight Treasures have been replaced. Chang Geng The emperor loved Princess Yingluo the most, so he no longer asked the official kiln to send doucai glaze to the palace. The emperor didn’t use doucai glaze, so naturally no one would use doucai glaze.”

"Then what happened next?" Eliel asked excitedly.

"Later?" Boss Ma smiled and said, "Later, it took a lot of effort to find Donghuang's fighting colors, but fortunately, there have been more fighting colors over the years."

"I'm asking about the young master and princess." Eliel said.

"I don't know about this, but I saw that young master once later. It was the Lantern Festival of King Wen in Chang'an. The young master was dressed in white and danced with feathers. He wore a bronze hideous Chiyou mask. After taking off the mask, You can see the scarlet battle patterns painted on the corners of his eyes from afar."

"How about that young master?" Eliel asked.

"I don't know either. After all, I was just a passer-by watching the sacrifice on Suzaku Street. If someone hadn't mentioned it later, I wouldn't even know that it was the proud young master of Jinling back then."

"What's the name of that young master?" Eliel asked.

"There's no need to talk about it, anyway, that young master doesn't even have a surname now." Boss Ma said with his sleeves in his hands.

"How? How could there be no surname?"

"When all the people with that surname are dead, doesn't this surname disappear?" Boss Ma sighed, but immediately raised his head again, "Everyone is interested, if you tell me, the price can also be adjusted discuss."

"Just take this porcelain bowl." Huang Xuanjin, who had been standing by the side without speaking, said suddenly.

"The guest officer likes this boy holding lotus?" Boss Ma raised his eyes and looked at Huangxuan Jin and asked.

"Fortunately."

"It's just okay, is the guest officer going to buy it?"

"If you want to buy it, you can buy it, even if you don't like it that much, it's okay." Huang Xuanjin said.

"This young master likes fighting colors?"

"Fortunately, I used to think Doucai was noisy, but now I think it's good to be a little noisy."

"Has someone told you that you have peach blossom eyes?" Boss Ma said suddenly.

"What's wrong?"

"They all say that people with peach blossom eyes are sentimental but also ruthless." Boss Ma said.

"Many people have told me so, and my uncle also said that I have a lot of affection in my life."

"And... that young master from Jinling also has peach blossom eyes. I was on Zhuque Street at that time, and that young master took off his bronze Chiyou mask when he danced the feathers to sacrifice. I was too far away to see anything Qing, I only remember those eyes and a touch of red at the end of the eyes."

"Maybe I'm that young master." Huang Xuanjin said jokingly.

"No, that young master doesn't like Doucai." Boss Ma shook his head slowly and said.

"People change."

"But there are some things that shouldn't be changed." Boss Ma looked at Huangxuan Jin and said.

"Forget it, the rail car should be here, let's go." Huang Xuanjin pointed to Wisipel and said, "He will pay."

After seeing off Yilier and Montuel, Huangxuanjin and Vihipel walked slowly in opposite directions.

"Have you ever regretted it?" Vichypel asked suddenly.

"Regret what?"

"That dark ceremony back then."

"There were too many things back then, and if you want to regret it, it's not just this one."

The author has something to say: I went to the Internet cafe again and finally finished typing this chapter.The dormitory is full of young ladies, so I am really embarrassed to type in front of others.

This evening, I was alone in the Internet cafe typing on the keyboard in front of WORD, watching the next door playing LOL.

Sorry, sorry, there is too little time to sneak out.It is estimated that the training will be over in another seven days.

I even carried my computer back, but there was no Internet in the dormitory!I want to play games, I want Scum Sword Three!I want to see Jiuzhaigou!Even if the dog has no human rights, I will insist on finding a loli for my son!Ladies and gentlemen, who has a loli, can you let a poor dog feel the brilliance of a loli too much, even if it is a man...or it is better to be a man!