Sanqing Inheritance System

Chapter 50, Beautiful Days and Beautiful Days, Whoever Works Hard for Whom

"Okay okay, don't cry."

"There's nothing to cry about, life has to pass, right?"

"Yeah? He really wants to fall asleep. Don't bother him, call his brother to send him back. He really can't stand too much stimulation now."

In the early morning, the sun was rising, and in the dark street, men and women in uniform were on the overpass, surrounding a middle-aged man who had fallen to the ground.

The middle-aged man was still holding an empty beer bottle tightly in his hand, and there were many empty bottles scattered beside him. He muttered something in his mouth and waved the wine bottle in his hand, so that people around him did not dare to approach him.

Li Guo approached the middle-aged man, looked at the familiar face, and said.

"What's up with him?"

At the side, a chubby young man in the same uniform looked at Li Guo suspiciously, thinking that the onlookers were just joining in the fun and didn't want to say more.

But looking at the Taoist robe on Li Guo, he subconsciously developed a heart of trust and said.

"He is our colleague. I heard that his friend had an accident, and the rescue was ineffective. Lao Liu didn't see him for the last time, so he couldn't think about it. He went to the bar to drink in a hurry. We were afraid that something would happen to him alone. Drink with him until dawn, do you know how much this guy drank in a night, I have never drank so much in my life."

"It's all said to use wine to get rid of worries, but this wine must have been too much." Another thinner middle-aged man also said: "Oh, it's really not easy for Lao Liu these years. It was miserable enough when he was young. .”

The colleagues around were a little curious. They only knew that Lao Liu was an ordinary salesman in the company. The sales volume was neither high nor low, but he had a regular source of customers.

"When you were young?"

"I dare to say this while Lao Liu was drunk. He used to be in a music club with a girl. He had originally dreamed of making an appointment at the New Year's Day performance to end his high school career. As it turned out, that girl was in the New Year's Day performance. He passed away, and that night, Lao Liu didn’t perform on stage, so he just blew by the river alone, and the next day he had a fever and caught a cold.” The middle-aged man paused and said, “Since that day From the beginning, Lao Liu never sang again, let me tell you, Lao Ran used to sing very well, it's a pity that you didn't hear the truth."

"I didn't expect Lao Liu to have such a story. I really can't see it."

"However, Lao Liu got out of this shadow later, thanks to another member of the music club. Alas, however, it was the person who brought him out that had an accident this time." The middle-aged man regretted. : "That's why it is said that Lao Liu has a lot of fate."

The middle-aged man stopped talking, his face was full of regret.

And Lao Liu, who was lying on the ground, seemed to be muttering something in his drunken half-dream and half-awake state.

"The girl told me that I was a thief."

Her speech was slurred, as if she was singing, and others couldn't understand what she was singing, but they could only hear that she was singing.

Li Guo understood.

"The world of mortals is like a dream."

Li Guo waved his whisk and walked behind him.

"Life always has to experience all kinds of things. Some people are lucky and some are unlucky. This is life. How happy you are when you have it, and how painful it is when you lose it."

"Old Liu is right, think about it carefully, he is both lucky and unlucky." The thin middle-aged man paused, looked at Li Guo and said with a smile: "Speaking of this Taoist priest, why do I think you are still Looks familiar? Have we met somewhere?"

"Why do you have to know each other when you meet?"

Li Guo smiled and came to this middle-aged man who was lying on the ground.

At this moment, he has long lost the chic and suave style he was then, with a beer belly and a raised hairline, becoming a somewhat greasy middle-aged man.

"This is the last time, cherish it." Li Guo softly groaned, and tapped the air next to him.

The light red fountain of life gushes out.

Everyone present looked at this scene in astonishment, they all saw the spring water gushing from Li Guo's fingertips.

Is it a special effect?magic?

This made others a little puzzled, what's the use of performing magic at this time, and it can't help the fallen old Liu.

After doing all this, Li Guo turned around and left without looking at this anymore.

"What did he just do? Did a magic trick?"

"I don't know."

"Anyway, let's wait until the elder brother comes."

The middle-aged man who had been talking just now said in admiration: "I really think where did I meet that little Taoist leader? Maybe it was in middle school? I always feel that he is a bit like my classmate."

"How old are your classmates? This priest looks like he is no more than 25 years old. Maybe it's your illusion."

"Right."

The middle-aged man didn't care anymore, he just thought it was an illusion.

However, at this moment, Lao Liu, who fell to the ground, no longer muttered any words.

Instead, he calmed down, and the wine bottle he was holding tightly loosened.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and the corners of his eyes rolled down with tears, as if he had a beautiful dream and saw something that could calm him down.

This surprised his colleagues.

How come this calmed down?I was so excited just now.

At this time, Lao Liu, who was lying on the ground, did not sing anymore, but kept whispering.

"Ran Ran."

Not far in front of Old Liu, a girl in a fat school uniform was in front of her, with short hair cut to the ears, she looked like a tomboy, but even short hair could not conceal her fresh appearance.

The girl came to Lao Liu, gently held Lao Liu's hand, and smiled.

"Don't worry, I'm here, I'm always here, don't cry, what do you look like?"

Liu Xiantong said in a vague way.

"Of course you don't go."

"If you don't leave, you can't. There is no banquet in life." Li Ran said with a simple smile, "If you don't leave, I will kill you."

"Aren't we good brothers! Didn't you say you won't leave!"

"Yes, good brother." Li Ran's phantom stroked Liu Xiantong's head, comforting him softly.

Looking at the shadow in front of him, Lao Liu remembered the girl who leaned over to warm his palms when he was crying loudly by the river.
【Old Liu, don't cry, Ye Tang doesn't want to see you become like this. 】

【Ye Tang would not like you if she knew you like this. 】

[I won't leave. 】

[Because, aren't we good brothers? 】

What a beautiful day, what a day, who is hard for who is sweet.

Hua Qing passed away this year, but there was something wrong with it.

Youth is bizarre.

Life, why not?
(End of this chapter)