Knight: My Thunder Armor was taken in by Gangen Xinguo

129. Gangen Xingguo: Lingyang, you are awesome!

Sheng Zhen's eyes wandered among the colorful stalls, his heart filled with a sense of fulfillment and warmth.

Although their trip is coming to an end, she knows that this time will always be treasured in her memory.

“Whatever the future holds, this is part of our story.”

Xing Guo whispered to himself, but Ling Yang and Sheng Zhen immediately smiled at each other with understanding. There was no need for them to say anything to each other, as they had already understood the precious moments of this journey with their hearts.

When they came to a stall selling lanterns, Shengzhen suddenly suggested: "How about we each buy a lantern and write down a wish?".

"good idea!"

Ling Yang and Xing Guo said almost in unison.

So the three of them wrote their deepest wishes on the lanterns and gently released the lanterns into the night sky.

The lanterns gradually rose up, and along with the stars above the ancient town, quietly disappeared into the night.

Just as they all expect, no matter where the future lies, every wish in the heart will become possible at some point, because souls will always collide, intersect, and share each other's hopes and dreams anywhere.

The next morning, the sun gently kissed the alleys of the ancient town through the mist, and the air was filled with the faint scent of grass and the fresh smell of soil.

Wu Lingyang, Xing Guo and Sheng Zhen walked slowly to the market square, where the grand 750-riddle guessing event was about to begin.

A group of lively children and some enthusiastic travelers have gathered in the square. They are sitting or standing, waiting for the event to begin with anticipation.

"Come on~"

Shengzhen happily waved the candied haws in his hand and said, "Let's find a good seat quickly."

Xingguo took Shengzhen's arm and said with a smile, "I'm so happy for you that you still have the energy to eat!"

She glanced at Ling Yang and added mischievously, "And this one, today we have to rely on the strength of classmate Wu."

Wu Lingyang couldn't help but shake his head, his eyes full of helplessness but full of confidence: "Don't worry, I don't intend to let you down."

The event finally began, and the host stood on the podium and announced the rules in a loud voice.

Everyone received a puzzle paper. As time went on, many people began to scratch their heads, and one could even vaguely hear someone muttering.

Wu Lingyang stared at the paper intently, the pen in his hand constantly moving on the paper. Sheng Zhen and Xing Guo exchanged glances from time to time, worried and expectant.

Time passed minute by minute, and finally, the moment when the mystery was revealed arrived.

The host announced the answers one by one, and when Wu Lingyang's answers were declared correct, the whole square cheered.

Xing Guo hugged Ling Yang excitedly, her eyes full of smiles and her face flushed with excitement. She gave him a quick kiss on the face.

"Lingyang, you are awesome!"

This sudden kiss made Ling Yang stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Hey, I haven't received the prize yet. Is this considered an early reward?"

Shengzhen also joined their celebration, "You deserve it! Look, you are the hero today!"

After receiving the award, the three decided to celebrate this small victory.

Along the way, Shengzhen looked at the prize in his hand and began to plan his next travel, while Xingguo was still immersed in the joyful atmosphere just now, his steps as light as dancing.

"This time, another wish of the lantern rising has come true."

Xingguo said with a smile.

Wu Lingyang and Shengzhen looked at each other and smiled. Although they might have different wishes in their hearts, the happiness and satisfaction at this moment were so concrete and real.

"Now we should look forward to the next miracle."

The three of them walked along the street past several food stalls, laughing all the time.

Soon, they arrived at the door of the most famous local museum.

The museum is an old building. Although its appearance is a bit mottled with time, it exudes an indescribable solemnity and mystery.

When you enter the museum, a strong historical atmosphere hits you in the face, as if you are traveling through time and returning to those bygone years.

Wu Lingyang leads the team with a determined look, and he is deeply fascinated by history.

“Do you know that every exhibit has its own story behind it?”

His voice was filled with excitement and his eyes revealed irrepressible curiosity.

"is it?"

Shengzhen raised his eyebrows and walked towards a display case, in which was displayed a rusty ancient sword.

"What's so special about this one?"

Wu Lingyang smiled slightly and pointed at the spots on the sword: "Look at this rust mark, it is the mark of countless battles. Imagine how many opponents it has fought on the battlefield and how many times it has survived danger."

Shengzhen stared at the sword, as if he saw a battlefield with flashing swords and shadows.

She whispered, "It's really interesting to hear you say that."

Xing Guo was standing aside, carefully observing the historical paintings hanging on the wall.

She called softly: "Come and see, this painting is so beautiful."

The two came to Xing Guo, and Wu Lingyang stared at the painting, thoughtfully.

"It is said that the painting depicts an ancient festival, where people at that time prayed for a good harvest and peace through sacrifice."

He said.

Xing Guo murmured softly, "I always feel like the characters in these paintings are telling you something, as if their eyes can look into yours through time."

Wu Lingyang turned his head and stared at her, nodding slightly: "Yes, this is the power of art."

Shengzhen looked around and found a piece of pottery that is not common in today's life. He couldn't help but mutter: "How did people make these things so carefully in the past?"

"That's right,"

Wu Lingyang nodded in agreement, "These seemingly simple skills hide the infinite wisdom and perseverance of the ancient working people."

This afternoon seemed like traveling through time. The breath of history made every exhibit come alive. The three of them were immersed in it, sometimes communicating in low voices, sometimes listening silently.

As dusk approached, they walked out of the museum, the setting sun casting long shadows on the ground.

"Don't you think this journey is like a wonderful dream?"

Xing Guo looked up at the sunset in the sky, his tone light and with a hint of emotion.

Wu Lingyang put his arms around her and Shengzhen and smiled gently, "It is these moments that give our lives a different meaning."

Shengzhen nodded, feeling the beauty of this tranquility, "Let's look forward to the next surprise together."

The three of them walked forward, their backs gradually disappearing into the sunset, their hearts filled with hope and uncertain miracles of the journey.

As night slowly fell, the three of them strolled in the only park in the ancient town. The cool evening breeze brushed their cheeks, bringing a hint of earthy scent and the fragrance of flowers and plants.

The park was lit up with star lights, reflecting the lotus pond that was gently swayed by the breeze.

130. Gangen Xingguo: You are such a good man!

Wu Lingyang walked in front, turned around and said with a smile: "The night here is more peaceful than the day."

Xing Guo was immersed in the night and couldn't help but sigh: "Every light seems to be telling a story, just like the paintings in the daytime."

Her tone revealed a tranquility that blended with nature, and even her eyes and eyebrows were filled with tenderness.

Wu Lingyang sat down casually on a bench nearby, looked up at the stars in the sky, and said softly: "Sometimes I feel that humans and all things in the world are actually connected. Looking at these stars always reminds me of many things from my childhood."

"What's going on?"

Shengzhen curiously sat next to him, with his hands behind his back, and his tone seemed relaxed.

"Well, I still remember when I was a kid, my grandfather and I would always count the stars in the yard on summer nights. Grandpa always said that there were more stories among the stars than on the ground."

As Wu Lingyang spoke, a smile appeared in his eyes, as if he had returned to that simple yet warm night.

At this time, Xing Guo also sat down next to him, with curiosity in his eyes, "Have you ever made up any stories about stars?"

Wu Lingyang touched his chin and smiled mysteriously: "Of course there is, but I just made it up. You will definitely laugh if I tell you."

"Tell me about it."

Shengzhen leaned back in his chair with his arms crossed, looking very interested.

"Well...sometimes I think those stars are actually people who originally lived on earth. Because they were particularly kind, or had experienced special things, they were finally chosen by the sky and turned into stars to continue to protect the people they love."

Wu Lingyang's voice drifted lightly in the night sky, with a quite romantic meaning.

Xing Guo looked up at the starry sky, and a warm feeling slowly rose in his heart. "I also hope that one day my story can be heard by the stars."

Shengzhen smiled and said: "Perhaps, the story of each of us has already been left in a corner of the starry sky, but we ourselves don't know it yet."

At this moment, the three of them fell silent, each immersed in their own thoughts.

The wind blew through the treetops, bringing the murmur of water not far away, as if whispering to everyone who listened.

They all realized that in this short journey, what they shared with each other was not only time, but also the memorable past.

They sat there quietly until the night turned the entire park into a vague dream.

The sky had darkened completely, and the stars above my head were winking mischievously.

Wu Lingyang, Xing Guo and Sheng Zhen decided to go to a nearby shop to find something to eat.

They walked slowly along the quiet park path, surrounded by the shadows of trees in the night, with a chill in the wind.

"I heard there's an old shop nearby, and their handmade noodles are particularly famous."

Wu Lingyang suggested.

In fact, he couldn't wait to sit down comfortably and continue the unfinished topic.

"You know these snacks best,"

Shengzhen joked, "You can find delicious food everywhere."

"This is called a strategy. Do you understand strategy?"

Wu Lingyang laughed, his eyes full of pride.

The shop was not far away, and soon they stepped into the familiar alley.

Pushing open the wooden door, warm light shone in, softly enveloping them in a safe atmosphere.

The boss was an old man with a kind face. He nodded when he saw them and skillfully asked them to sit down.

"Just three bowls of handmade noodles, with more green onions."

Wu Lingyang said enthusiastically.

"Oh, you still remember that I like green onions, you are such a good man!"

Xingguo raised an eyebrow and smiled, saying mischievously.

"Drinking a bowl of hot soup makes me feel warmer in such a cold day."

Shengzhen took off his coat and casually hung it on the back of a chair.

The atmosphere gradually became lighter as the conversation slowly rose and fell.

They chatted about all sorts of things, sometimes about interesting things in the past, and sometimes about imagining their future lives.

The noodles came up, the heat rose, and it aroused my appetite.

"Actually, I've always been curious,"

Xing Guo picked up a piece of noodles with chopsticks and said, "Wu Lingyang, you told the story of those stars in such detail. Are we among them?"

"It's a secret, isn't it?"

Wu Lingyang blinked and paused, "Of course there are. For example, you are the brightest star who likes to tell stories to others."

"Wow, I didn't realize I had this trait."

Xingguo smiled with curved eyebrows.

"Where's Shengzhen?"

Sheng Zhen also asked curiously.

"Oh, he must be the kind that is small but always bright, right? Always firm and fearless in the dark night,"