Zongman: The post-2D era

Chapter 584 Ancient Express

Thursday, February 10

The fireworks outside the window burst into colorful lights, illuminating Fengfeng.

He sat alone in the dark, feeling empty inside, as if he had lost something important.

The whispering world of the pharmacy girl has actually been taken out of the express delivery and Tmall Pavilion by Mao Mao.

Outside the Nine-Storied Pagoda, there was an ancient bustle.

Feng Feng stood on the top of the tower, looking down at the towering buildings in the capital, as if he could feel the accumulation of thousands of years of history. He closed his eyes, and the sound of ancient bells and melodious flutes seemed to ring in his ears.

He stepped into the tower, as if he had traveled through time and space. The walls were covered with ancient scrolls, each telling a story. He stared at the scrolls quietly, as if he saw those ancient years, those former glories.

His steps were light and steady, as if he had some mysterious connection with the tower. Every turn brought new discoveries, and every step carried history.

Maomao was beating a gong at the door downstairs, the sound echoing in the quiet street. Her voice was loud and enthusiastic: "Opening today, eight demolitions! Welcome all guests to come and support us!"

Behind her was a group of excited little flower fairies, some of whom were beating gongs and drums, and some of whom were waving colorful flags, adding a festive atmosphere to the opening of the store.

Feng Feng watched this scene from afar, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart.

He knew that this was a new beginning and the realization of the dream of the drug store girl Maomao. He stood there quietly, feeling the joy and the new responsibility.

An official stood out from the crowd, dressed in brocade and gorgeous clothes, with a dignified face. Behind him followed a group of followers carrying exquisite gift boxes, obviously coming to congratulate.

The official walked up to the cat and smiled: "Congratulations on the opening of your new store."

The cat girl attendant hurriedly saluted: "Thank you for coming, sir."

The official waved his hand, signaling them to stand up. He looked around and exclaimed: "There is a different world inside this ancient tower. It is rare that you manage it so well."

The girls and Maomao smiled at each other and secretly rejoiced in their hearts. They knew that with the care of this official, the business of the store would surely be more prosperous.

Feng Feng stood on the top of the nine-story pagoda, overlooking the lively scene below. He took a deep breath and felt the gentle breeze on his cheeks.

The street below the tower is like a winding ribbon, forming a sharp contrast with the ancient tower. The sunlight shines through the clouds, making the outline of the tower more clear.

Feng Feng closed his eyes, as if he could feel the spiritual energy flowing through the land. A surge of pride surged in his heart, and he decided to lend a helping hand to Maomao and protect the peace of the land.

He gently raised his hand, and a soft spiritual light gathered in his palm. As his mind moved, the spiritual light turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the street under the tower.

The stream of light drew a beautiful trajectory on the street and finally merged into the celebrating crowd. People felt a warm breath passing by and couldn't help but look up at the top of the tower. They saw Feng Feng standing there, his clothes fluttering, like an immortal descending to the earth.

Feng Feng stood on the top of the tower, with a strong impulse surging in his heart. He felt that he was inextricably linked to this land, as if the fate of this land was closely related to him.

He looked up at the sky and saw the rolling clouds, as if waving at him. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and concentrated his mind.

Suddenly, he leaped up into the air, the wind whistled past him, and his clothes fluttered, like an immortal riding a cloud.

As he moved, the surrounding air seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, forming a huge vortex.

In the vortex, clouds swirled around, as if it was the entrance to another world. Feng Feng silently chanted a spell in his heart, and a dazzling light emanated from his body. The light gradually spread out, forming a huge column of light that shot straight into the sky.

The beam of light drew a gorgeous arc in the sky, and then gradually dissipated into the clouds. Feng Feng had already disappeared from the top of the tower, leaving only his majestic figure stirring in people's hearts.

The people of the entire capital city exclaimed that it was a god. They flocked to the streets and looked up at the top of the tower, only to see Feng Feng soaring in the clouds like a shining star.

His figure shone brightly in the sun, as if carrying endless blessings and power. People knelt devoutly, put their hands together, and prayed for the protection of the gods.

The houses on both sides of the street were hung with red ribbons and colorful flags, fluttering gently in the breeze. The air was filled with the smell of burning incense, intertwined with people's piety and awe.

At this moment, the entire capital city seemed immersed in a magical atmosphere, and people's hearts were purified and sublimated as never before.

After doing all this, Feng Feng turned invisible and ran away quickly.

He passed through the bustling crowd and passed by the rows of eaves, like a flash of lightning streaking through the night sky of the capital. His figure left a trail of afterimages on the bustling streets, and his speed was so fast that it was shocking.

Feng Feng ran to a remote alley, where he stopped and leaned against the wall, breathing heavily. His face was covered in sweat, but his eyes were shining with determination.

He looked up at the sky, with a smile on his face. He knew that everything he had just done was for this land and the people here. He hoped that his efforts could bring them peace and happiness.

Feng Feng straightened his clothes, took a deep breath, turned around and walked out of the alley. His steps were light and firm, as if he had a power that could conquer all difficulties and challenges.

On the other side of the alley, Yukinoshita Yukino came over with light steps, wearing exquisite Hanfu and holding an antique paper umbrella.

She had a beautiful face, a noble temperament between her eyebrows, and her steps were light, as if she was integrated with the surrounding environment.

She walked up to Feng Feng and smiled, like a spring flower in bloom. She said softly, "You've done a good job, Feng Feng. This land and its people will be more peaceful and happy because of you."

Feng Feng frowned and said, "The work is done, is there anything else?"

His tone was a little tired, and it was obvious that the miraculous act just now had consumed a lot of his energy.

Yukinoshita Yukino said softly, "No, you did a good job. Now you can rest and recover your strength."

As she spoke, she handed Feng Feng a packet of herbs and added, "This is recovery medicine. It will help you recover."

Feng Feng smiled slightly, took the herbs and said, "Thank you."

Now, he just wanted to find a quiet place to rest and replenish his energy. So, after saying goodbye to Yukinoshita Yukino, he turned around and disappeared at the end of the alley.

Yukinoshita Yukino watched Feng Feng's back, with a hint of tenderness in her eyes.

"It doesn't matter if you hate me, as long as you are well!"

Chapter 585 War

Thursday, February 10

The whispering world of the pharmacy girl and the hut behind the express delivery Tmall Pavilion created by the cat.

Feng Feng bit into the hot buns, feeling warm in his heart. This small pharmacy seemed to be a warm haven for him in this cold city.

He glanced at the busy girl beside him. Her whispers were like drizzling rain, falling into his heart and nourishing his soul.

Suddenly, a nimble cat jumped over from the window and knocked over a stack of Tmall Express flyers to the ground.

Feng Feng smiled slightly and walked over to help the cat pick up the scattered flyers. He looked at the cat's naughty eyes and couldn't help but feel a ripple in his heart.

On this ordinary yet vibrant morning, Feng Feng, the girl and the cat together weave a heartwarming story.

Although their lives are simple, they are full of the flavor of life, like a beautiful painting slowly unfolding before people's eyes.

Feng Feng was stunned, and the flyer in his hand fell into the wind.

Yukinoshita Yukino at the door said casually: "The border has been broken out, and 100,000 cavalry have breached the northern border."

The warm picture was like an ink painting, instantly blown away by the cold wind.

Feng Feng seemed to see rolling yellow sand, iron cavalry like dragons, and their homes turned into ruins amid the deafening sound of horse hooves. He closed his eyes, and the endless desolation and misery were like a cold blade, cutting his heart.

The girl's words, like a thunderclap, broke the morning tranquility.

The cat seemed to sense the uneasy atmosphere. It flicked its tail and crawled into the small hole under the windowsill.

Feng Feng took a deep breath, picked up the flyer on the ground, and returned to his seat. However, his heart was no longer calm.

Feng Feng drank soy milk, his eyes fell on the flyer that was knocked over by the cat. He gently stroked the rough paper, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Outside the window, the morning light shines through the mist onto the streets, covering the city with a layer of golden gauze. However, this beautiful scene cannot cover up the strong smell of gunpowder.

He took a deep breath and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "This country is very strong and cannot attack the capital."

There was determination and persistence in his eyes, as if he could see through the endless sky.

The girl and the cat seem to have become supporting characters in this picture. Their existence further highlights Feng Feng's loneliness and tenacity.

At this moment, they jointly guarded this small medicine house and resisted the wind and rain from the outside world.

After finishing his meal, Feng Feng took a deep look at the pharmacy and the busy girl, then picked up his bag and resolutely set out on the road to the outside of the capital.

His steps were firm and powerful, as if every step was measuring the rich history of this land.

Beijing, this prosperous imperial capital, is his home, but also his sad place. But now, it carries his hope and future.

When Feng Feng stepped out of the capital, the people were talking about it.

"I heard that a war broke out at the border, and 100,000 cavalrymen broke through the northern border."

"What about the immortal named Feng Feng? He is the patron saint of our capital."

"Yes, he was the one who put down the rebellion at the border. This time the country is in trouble, he will definitely help."

On both sides of the street, pedestrians stopped to discuss the war, their faces full of worry. But when they saw Feng Feng, they all showed hope in their eyes.

Feng Feng knew very well that he was carrying everyone's expectations and he could not let them down.

Feng Feng walked out of the north gate and saw an endless field before him.

The setting sun dyed the sky golden. He looked up into the distance, and an indescribable emotion surged in his heart.

This is his familiar hometown. Now, with war raging, the peace of his hometown has been broken, and he must stand up to protect this land.

On the way, Feng Feng encountered countless people and things. He saw the villages destroyed by war and heard the helpless cries.

He also saw those brave soldiers who were fighting on the front line for their homeland and for peace. These images made Feng Feng more determined in his belief.

Feng Feng took a step forward, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on his resolute back, reflecting a golden glow.

He knew that the road ahead was still long, but he had no fear or retreat. He firmly believed that as long as he had love and faith in his heart, he could overcome all difficulties and protect the peace and tranquility of this land.

Feng Feng walked faster and faster, as if an invisible force was driving him forward.

His steps were firm and powerful, and every step was full of determination and conviction.

The sun gradually set, and the sky was dyed with a light orange-red. Feng Feng's figure appeared taller in the afterglow, and his eyes looked forward firmly, as if he could see through the war-torn land.

The wind blew across his cheeks, taking away the sweat and fatigue, leaving behind determination and perseverance. His heart was filled with a desire for peace and a love for his homeland. He knew that he could not stop and had to keep moving forward, for those who needed him and for the future of this country.

Feng Feng finally arrived at the battlefield. The scene before him shocked him. Broken limbs and debris were scattered all over the field, and the blood-stained land was eye-piercing.

The homes they once lived in are now in ruins, with wailing and crying heard everywhere. The soldiers are exhausted, but they still hold their ground, fighting for their last hope.

Feng Feng took a deep breath, crossed the trench and walked to the front line. His appearance caused cheers from the soldiers, who saw a glimmer of hope, hope and strength.

Feng Feng fought side by side with the soldiers, and they resisted the enemy's attack together. Every swing of the sword and every charge was full of determination and faith. They knew that only by holding their ground could they protect the peace of their homeland.

In the sky, a drone slowly flew down, and its camera was aimed at the battlefield where Feng Feng was fighting fiercely with the soldiers.

This is the footage taken by war correspondent Yukino Yukinoshita, recording the bravery and determination of this moment.

Feng Feng charged forward with his sword, the sword flashing, engaging in a fierce battle with the enemy. His figure appeared particularly tall on the battlefield, like a mountain, standing tall and majestic.