Kaleidoscope open the door

Wuming has been secretly watching Bai Lu. When Bai Lu put down the brush, he suddenly reached out and took away the paper in Bai Lu's hand, and ran to three meters away, before raising the paper to his eyes with a triumphant smile:

"Let me see what you wrote-go home?"

Wuming blinked in confusion, and then she realized that she didn't know Bai Lu at all, except for her powerful strength and indifferent personality.

Wuming suddenly became more curious about Bai Lu.

"Where is your home?"

Bai Lu took back the paper with which she had written her wishes from Wuming, and hung it on the slender branch of the small bamboo. Hearing this, she looked up at the beautiful starry sky and sighed lightly:

"Who knows--"

"You guy!"

Wuming grinds her teeth and squeezes her small fist. She thinks Bailu is perfunctory. Don't say it if you don't want to say it. What an answer like that.

Bai Lu glanced sideways at the angry nameless, without explaining anything.

He wanted to go home. For the next six years, every night he would dream of the row upon row of high-rise buildings, the busy streets, the weird world full of exhaust fumes, and the mother who urged him to find someone to marry and hugged his grandson. .

That is his hometown. A peaceful, stable, and unchanging life may make people feel boring, but only after truly experiencing the danger, anxiety and sadness of the turbulent times can you understand the rare and preciousness of that kind of life.

It can even be said-happiness.

Although this life's home is not complete, the only people who really care about him and don't look at him in a different light are the uncle and grandmother Uzumaki Mito and the cousin Senju Tsunade, but Shiroru also feels warm and will be nostalgic.

Sometimes Bai Lu would hesitate a little, but people live in the present, he will cherish his current home, and work hard to find a way back, the two do not conflict.

Anonymous hummed unhappily, turned around and hung his paper note on the small bamboo, right next to Bailu's paper note.

"Suiji——"

Loach also hung his paper note on a small bamboo, saw the nameless paper note, and said with a smile:

"Wuming wants to be full of rice? What a good wish."

"Where is the wish of the loach?"

Wuming said, looking up, and after taking a two step back, he could see the words on the paper.

"Teacher at Temple House, Loach really likes children."

Hearing this, the loach happily said:

"Because children are really cute."

Originally, everyone wouldn't say the wish on the Qixi Festival, but Wuming opened his head and other people didn't care anymore, either happy or shyly saying their wishes.

As the daughter of a lord, Sifang Chuanchangpu's wish is to conquer and revitalize the Xianjin Post.

Others also have different desires. Some are simple and pessimistic. They just hope that they can live, have more positive desires, have their own Juncheng, marry three wives, etc...

Well, Bai Lu admires the one who has married three wives, because he wonders whether the kidney of the little fat man who promised this wish is good.

Whoosh...

Snapped!

A scream that broke through the sky came from the riverside in the station, and the sky suddenly lit up. Everyone attracted their attention and eyes, and dazzling and gorgeous fireworks bloomed in the night sky.

Just like the signal, more fireworks lifted off afterwards, the crackling gunpowder explosion made the silent night sky lively, and the colorful fireworks made the dark night colorful.

Qixi night, ended in the dazzling fireworks.

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The golden sunlight of the dawn passed through the narrow observation hole, shining on Bai Lu's slightly sweaty side face. The fine hairs on his face were clearly under the pale golden light, trembling slightly with the wind.

The black tights are tightly stitched on the body, wrapping Bailu's body, depicting Bailu's muscle lines exactly. With Bailu's movements, you can clearly see the ups and downs of each muscle, and finally return to calm.

Bai Lu's every move contains an inexplicable rhythm. If someone is watching, they will feel the weird feeling called'flexible power'.

But last night on the Qixi Festival, everyone watched the fireworks and went to bed very late. Even when the day was light, most people were in deep sleep, and Wuming was no exception.

Woo—

The steam whistle of Juncheng approached from the rear, and there were cheers and comments from residents of Wawenyi from outside the carriage.

Bai Lu raised her eyes slightly and glanced at the narrow observation port. She didn't see anything, then withdrew her gaze, moving her body meticulously, activating the meridians and joints, and trying to control every part of her body more finely.

His body is inherently strong, and it grows exponentially with age. While bringing him strong vitality and a huge chakra, the slow growth of the body and the trouble of power beyond control also follow.

Therefore, Bailu needs to set aside part of the time for exercise every day to strengthen the control of the body, and develop the habit of morning exercises over time.

As for what happened outside, Bai Lu didn't care, it had nothing to do with him anyway.

After the morning exercise, Wuming did not return to the steam cabin. Bailu only treated Wuming as playing with a familiar girl in front of him. It was not until noon that he casually asked Arakawa Kibitu who delivered the meal:

"Where is the nameless?"

When Arakawa Kibitu heard this, he was a little surprised and surprised:

"Don't you know? Shou Fangzhong came in the morning. I didn't expect that she was under that adult. Wuming had already returned."

"Oh."

Bai Lu nodded slightly, everyone has his own life. He felt that the Wuming brother was not as good as Wuming imagined, but Wuming still decided to return to his brother's side, and he had nothing to care about.

When I looked up, Huanghe Jibitu hadn't left yet, and he had already tilted his head and said:

"Problems?"

Arakawa Kibitu heard the words and looked at Bailu, but he stopped talking, finally shook his head and stood up:

"Nothing. Someone will pick up the lunch box later."

He actually wanted to ask Bai Lu why he didn't return to Shufangzhong with Wuming, but this question was not appropriate, and it was like chasing someone out.

And if there is such a big master in the car, the road in the future will undoubtedly be much safer. It is best to stay in Jiatiecheng. The specific reason does not matter.

"———"

Bai Lu watched Arakawa Kibitu leave. He could see that the other party had something to say, but he didn't care. Instead, he opened the side door of the carriage and squinted at Juncheng with the reddish-brown elliptical head on the other track.

That is the Juncheng of Shufangzhong.

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