"Shopkeeper, that Qu Wanyuan really exists, right?"

Feng Qing looked at Chu Xiaobai who suddenly sat in front of him.

"Huh?"

Why is the kid so serious so early in the morning?

"That extremely powerful hero in the legend does exist, right?" Chu Changzui said again while looking at Feng Qing in front of him.

——The Qu Wanyuan he was talking about.

It was the one who had been mentioned by the storyteller recently and was regarded as the most respected senior by Ye Guangbai.

Similarly.

It was also the name Chu Changzui saw on the tablet.

Last night, Chu Changzui did not sleep all night because of this tablet.

Because he kept thinking.

Is the shopkeeper the person in the legend who once helped Ye Guangbai but suddenly "died young" in the end?

...

This matter does sound a bit absurd, and Chu Changzui also felt that he was crazy for coming up with this speculation.

After all, everyone knows that Feng Wuhen is a person who has almost no friends in the world and has enemies everywhere.

In this case, how could he be that person?

But if not... Chu Changzui thought of the tablet from yesterday.

The material of the tablet is very good and it was made with great care.

However, it was just thrown aside so casually.

Most people would think that the shopkeeper was disrespectful to that person's tablet, or would suspect that the owner of the tablet was the shopkeeper's enemy.

However, how could Chu Changzui be an ordinary person?

He was once the most outstanding disciple of Guigu Sect.

A fortune teller who is best at observing people's words and expressions, a person who can deduce a person's life based on clues.

So, he will naturally see more.

For example, Chu Changzui noticed a surprising detail.

- Yesterday, when the shopkeeper came to find him, the expression on her face was very strange.

Chu Changzui remembered that at that time, Feng Qing only had a faint smile on her face, and said very calmly: "Why are you in this place?" Too calm

. So

calm that Chu Changzui even trembled.

No sadness or joy, that feeling is definitely not for treating friends, nor for treating enemies.

After all, if it is the two, then there should definitely be one of the two emotions of guilt and hatred.

Chu Changzui has seen many tablets of Jianghu people in his life. As a fortune teller, he has certainly met many of them.

But the attitude of the shopkeeper is the most memorable in his life.

She treated it as if it was an ordinary object. There was even a hint of memory in her eyes.

There was also an indescribable smile.

What kind of emotion was implied in that smile?

Chu Changzui didn't know.

He only knew that the shopkeeper treated that kind of thing too casually, as if she was treating an ownerless object, or... as if she was treating her own things.

Therefore, after thinking about it all night, Chu Changzui chose to come to the shopkeeper this morning.

"Why are you still thinking about it?" Feng Qing touched the two silly hairs on Chu Xiaobai's head, "I've already said that this person doesn't exist."

She had clearly said yesterday that this was just a story and the people in it were fake, so how come Xiaobai suddenly rushed in and couldn't get out.

"But I..." Chu Changzui was still confused for a second after listening to the shopkeeper's words.

He wanted to ask the shopkeeper directly why she said so calmly yesterday that this person didn't exist, even though he had already found the tablet.

Feng Qing's expression began to become gradually serious.

Wait.

She suddenly realized that she couldn't just deal with this matter casually.

Because Feng Qing just thought of Xiaobai's age.

- About ten years old.

In modern terms, it should be the age of third or fourth grade in elementary school.

This age should never be underestimated.

Because, this is also the age when Feng Qing just began to awaken to her second year of high school.

——It was also the age when she was addicted to the second dimension for the first time in her life.

That is, the second dimension.

Although the word second dimension sounds like an insult now, it was a word that would make Feng Qing, a second-year girl, excited in an instant. At

that age, Feng Qing, under the guidance of a bad boy, came into contact with all kinds of animation and novels for the first time in her life, and quickly became addicted to them, and began to be confused and unable to distinguish between reality and fantasy.

Once upon a time, Feng Qing believed that she had chakra in her body, and when she closed her eyes, there would be three magatama in her eyes. She also thought that when she woke up one morning, she would have three balls under her butt.

Anyway, humans will have such an age.

So...

Feng Qing's eyes suddenly widened.

Xiaobai, is this the second year of middle school?

She immediately compared the state of Xiaobai in front of her with her second year of middle school in her mind.

- First, the mental state.

Feng Qing glanced at Xiaobai's little face, and then found two huge dark circles under his eyes.

- Secondly, it is something that will be repeated frequently when you have a second year of middle school.

During that time, Feng Qing fantasized every day that the characters she saw in comics or novels were real, and even appeared by her side one day, and she would not listen to anyone's advice.

Isn't that what Xiaobai is like right now?

He has firmly believed that the person described in the storyteller's book is real.

Even the kid with a runny nose at the door would still have doubts about this!

How could Xiaobai reach this age without realizing it! This makes her so sad!

Feng Qing is particularly distressed.

Because no one knows better than her... Children are no longer fun once they reach the middle school period.

Although this period may not seem like a big deal, it must attract the attention of parents.

Feng Qing dared not even think about the consequences of being overly addicted to this state.

She grabbed Xiaobai's shoulders and suddenly said earnestly:

"Xiaobai, although it may be a bit too cruel to say this, I have to tell you one thing."

"What, what?" Chu Changzui's pupils suddenly dilated.

What is the shopkeeper trying to do by being so serious?

"Sometimes, some things in this world are false and do not exist. Do you understand what I mean?"

Feng Qing saw Xiaobai shaking his head in confusion.

"For example, in the story you heard." Feng Qing said seriously, "many people do not exist. They are all fictional."

"Like that Qu Wanyuan, she does not exist at all."

She is just the heroine in an ordinary Mary Sue novel!

"And the man who was once a good friend of Ye Guangbai and also benefited from Qu Wanyuan, does not exist either."

He is just a male supporting role created to show how charming the heroine is!

"And, the remaining scattered people, the illegitimate son of the richest businessman in the world, the Western Region man who likes all kinds of gems, the son of a noble family hiding in the demon sect, those are all fake."

Those are the harem of the hostess Mary Sue!

Xiaobai's eyes are still blank.

"I know you are also at this age, and sometimes you believe that there are some strange things in the world." Feng Qing said slowly.

Feng Qing knew that his tone was very serious.

But when it comes to letting children establish a correct outlook on life, you must use such a serious tone.

Otherwise, he would not think how important this matter is.

Thinking back to the past, every time her mother wanted to teach her some great truths in life, she would always use this serious tone.

Feng Qing did not understand at the time.

But after growing up, she slowly understood her mother's good intentions.

Thinking about it carefully, it was because of her mother's teachings that Feng Qing did not grow up to be a strange person.

She also has an obligation and must not let Xiaobai grow up to be wrong.

Chu Changzui actually did not understand what the shopkeeper said from beginning to end.

He only understood one sentence.

The shopkeeper insisted that the thing was false.

Looking at the shopkeeper's firm expression, Chu Changzui became a little uncertain again.

It always felt that the shopkeeper seemed very serious.

Feng Qing finally took a deep breath, held Chu Changzui's shoulders, and said seriously.

"I have been like you, but I'll be fine once I grow up."

"When you grow up, you'll understand that everything is fake and doesn't exist. There aren't that many interesting things in this world, nor are there that many interesting people."

Yes.

They don't exist.

"I also hope that those fake characters are real, but that's impossible. Chakra, magic, observation Haki... these are indeed very tempting, but they are all illusions after all!"

Feng Qing said.

Chu Xiaobai's expression was completely dull.

It was so dull that Feng Qing began to wonder if she had said too much.

She quickly changed her voice and her tone became much softer.

"But Xiaobai, you have to remember."

"Although our world is like this, it still has its own lovely places."

Oh?

Chu Changzui stared blankly at the shopkeeper who suddenly became gentle, not knowing what expression he should show.

However, although he did not understand much of what the shopkeeper was saying, the sudden gentleness of the shopkeeper did catch him off guard.

Moreover, the shopkeeper actually said that the world is not that bad?

Feng Qing continued to talk to Xiaobai.

"However, those stories also tell us one thing, that people should not indulge in false things."

"Only by understanding this point, realizing this point, defeating it, and defeating it, this is the meaning of the existence of those stories."

"Right?"

After Feng Qing finished speaking, he gently rubbed Chu Xiaobai's head, and said the most cruel words with such a gentle action.

"Anyway, wake up a little. How can there be people in this world who take illusion as reality? That would be too sad."

...

After listening to the shopkeeper's words, Chu Changzui walked back dazed.

He sat on his little chair, feeling a little dazed.

However, he understood one thing. The shopkeeper strongly denied that the person had ever existed, and even denied that the other people in those stories had ever existed, right?

He looked at the tablet he had hidden in the room, and suddenly frowned.

No.

No matter how he thought about it, something was wrong.

He sneaked to the shopkeeper's room upstairs and wanted to ask again.

The shopkeeper must be hiding something from him. Although Chu Changzui had no evidence, he intuitively thought so.

For a storyteller, intuition is the best choice.

However, this time, before Chu Changzui even entered, he heard a slightly trembling voice at the door.

Hmm?

This voice came from the shopkeeper's mouth.

That tone was trembling and full of guilt. It was the most emotional voice Chu Changzui had ever heard in his life, so intense that he was shocked.

What?

He immediately held his breath, hid aside, poked a hole in the window paper with his little finger, and carefully looked at the situation inside.

The shopkeeper seemed to be talking in a certain direction?

Chu Changzui couldn't see what was in that direction. He tried his best to raise his toes, but he could only see the painful expression of the shopkeeper more clearly.

"Today, I lied."

He suddenly heard the shopkeeper say this.

Chu Changzui's eyes widened instantly.

"I know that no one here knows what happened to you."

These words seemed to contain a strong sense of guilt and a trace of pain.

"But how can you be fake?

... On the table in front of Feng Qing, there was a row of plastic figurines.

She was gently stroking Lu Luxiu's head with her hand.

"I said something that hurt you today, you won't blame me, right?"