Chapter Thirty-Six

If you want to know Granny Dengshi, you have to start from a long time ago. Although he met Songyang at first, it doesn't mean that Fang Lang didn't meet other people.

It was also at this time that I met Dengshi.

If Songyang was the one who rescued Fang Lang, who seemed like an empty shell, and ignited the flame in his heart, then Granny Dengshi was the lampshade that protected the flame so that it would not be extinguished.

Looking back now, I can no longer think why I am here. The longest memory I can trace back is when I met Songyang. On the street, I met Songyang who was accused of a crime and imprisoned. Mixing in with the criminals with a calm expression, he looked so gentle that Fang Lang remembered him at a glance.

By coincidence later, Fang Lang found the cell where Songyang was being held. Fang Lang was able to talk to Songyang through the windows divided into pieces by the railing in the prison.

Songyang's treatment in the prison is not too bad, there is no very strict martial law and guards, which allows Songyang to communicate with Fang Lang outside the prison.

At first, it was Songyang who saw Fang Lang sitting outside. It seems very lonely, wandering alone in a daze. After this situation lasted for a few days, Songyang began to talk to Fang Lang.

At that time, Fang Lang was in a kind of confusion and emptiness. He didn't know what to do, but there was a voice in the dark telling him to let him change the world. But what happened in this world and what kind of changes he needs to make is completely unclear, he doesn't know anything, and at the same time he has nowhere to go. At this moment he saw the cell where the man who had previously impressed him was kept, and wandered about.

Songyang didn't know that he and Fang Lang had met once, but there was always someone sitting nearby, so it couldn't be a coincidence.

When Song Yang first spoke to him, Fang Lang was wary of people. For Songyang's question, he only nodded and shook his head to answer. Fang Lang was not willing to take the initiative to say something when he didn't know anything.

He seemed to be burdened with something that made him breathless, but he couldn't detect the source. When living in such a muddle, Songyang's voice and appearance became Fang Lang's only comfort. The language of Songyang has such magic power.

In the end, what Songyang finally got from Fang Lang's mouth was Fang Lang's name. But he didn't care about these, and soon, he started talking about himself.

He said he was a teacher with three lovely disciples. He didn't mention the names of his disciples at that time, and Fang Lang also listened to all of these as stories, but what Songyang said was very interesting-not that he had a talent for storytelling, but when he was telling the past People can't help but listen to it, and they won't feel bored. This is very interesting, although it is just some scattered and trivial things, Fang Lang is very happy to listen to Songyang's narration.

Songyang always maintains a faint smile. He looks out of place in the current turbulent situation in this world, but he is also extraordinary. Maybe he is such a charming person. Fang Lang is also attracted by him unconsciously. I would also think that it would be nice to become Songyang's disciple myself.

Gradually, under the influence of Songyang, Fang Lang talked more. Although he didn't have as interesting stories as Songyang's past to tell, he also began to take the initiative to talk to Songyang, like a child learning to speak, but What's different, Fang Lang felt that something was peeled off, and then his own part was dug out, as if the inside was filled completely, and a soul existed.

At that time, talking to Songyang through the small iron window became Fang Lang's only pleasure. I don't know when Fang Lang started calling Songyang as Teacher Songyang, as if he was really his student.

Little pleasures are buried, and there seems to be endless things to tell—but in the end, Songyang's stories to tell are slowly disappearing.

He no longer talked about his three apprentices, and talked less. More often, he looked up at the sky divided into pieces by iron railings through the small window.

"Your disciple, how is it now?"

Fang Lang didn't get the answer to this question until a long, long time later.

After that, Fang Lang lived a life of wandering around again, but it was different from before. Fang Lang was no longer just an empty shell, he seemed to be him again. Then when he was squatting on the side of the street in despair, he ran into Granny Dengshi.

That day, it was raining heavily. Because Fang Lang didn't have an umbrella, he squatted under the eaves on the street and waited for the rain to stop. He looks like a bum right now. At that time, Dengshi's umbrella came over.

At that time, Granny Toshi was not Granny Toshi, she was just an older aunt named Ayano Terada, she still had a pretty face, but there were fine lines around her eyes. Perhaps because Songyang had influenced a lot, Fang Lang was not very wary of this person, so he accepted her invitation and entered the umbrella.

But when she started to ask "Where is your home?", Fang Lang was in trouble.

Because he has no home, all he has is the mission assigned to him by Songyang, but he has no way of doing it. I have no idea what to do now.

Seeing Fang Lang being in trouble, Dengshi stopped embarrassing him like this, but looked forward and asked. "I have too many people here, and I don't mind multiple men eating. Would you mind eating together?"

Fang Lang opened his eyes wide in astonishment, looking at the woman beside him.

Only then did he realize that in addition to the umbrella, she also carried two or three large bags full of ingredients. She must have been out shopping, encountered rain, and encountered Fang Lang.

Facing the question from the kind-hearted person, Fang Lang agreed without thinking. In this world with strange creatures called celestial beings walking around, Fang Lang was brought into the world of samurai by Ayano Terada.

Open that door, the room is full of samurai

The men in uniform gathered together, and when they saw Dengshi coming, they became active all of a sudden, and moved to her side to show off their smiling faces.

This time, the person Fang Lang remembered at a glance was the natural volume sitting at the table without much movement. ..