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Chapter 1374 History and Legend



Chapter 1374 History and Legend

The two of them walked around the temple, feeling the peaceful atmosphere and feeling very happy. They interacted with the believers for a while and learned some of the history and legends about the temple.

Gradually, the sun set in the west, a wisp of red cloud appeared on the horizon, and the quiet temple gradually became quiet. Yi Zhonghai and Liu Guangfu said goodbye to the believers and walked out of the temple.

"Guangfu, this experience is really unforgettable." Yi Zhonghai took a deep breath and said with emotion.

"Yes, sometimes we need to stop and calm down to feel the beauty in life." Liu Guangfu said, looking at the sunset in the distance, his eyes full of emotion.

In the evening, the sunlight has gradually faded, and the alley is quiet. Two old friends, Yi Zhonghai and Liu Guangfu, were strolling in this familiar alley, enjoying the cool breeze.

Liu Guangfu suddenly stopped, pointed to some patterns on the wall and said, "Zhonghai, look, there are many circles painted on the walls of these alleys. It seems that they were painted recently."

Yi Zhonghai raised his head and carefully observed the patterns on the wall. Indeed, the walls of the alley where they were located and several surrounding alleys were painted with various colorful circles, which looked very eye-catching.

"What does this mean?" Yi Zhonghai frowned, filled with doubts.

"I don't know, maybe someone is graffiti here." Liu Guangfu guessed.

The two continued walking along the alley, exchanging their conjectures. They found that not only this alley, but also the walls of several surrounding alleys had the same scene, with colorful circles everywhere.

"The styles of these circles seem to be somewhat similar." Yi Zhonghai squinted his eyes and carefully observed the patterns on the wall.

"Yes, I feel the same way." Liu Guangfu nodded, agreeing with Yi Zhonghai's observation.

Suddenly, an old woman who was passing by came up to them, looked at the circles on the wall, and said with a smile: "Did you two also discover these circles?"

"Yes, we just noticed it." Yi Zhonghai replied politely.

The old lady smiled and said mysteriously: "These circles were actually painted by a young man in our alley. He is a very talented artist."

"Really?" Liu Guangfu was very surprised. "These circles do look very creative."

"Yes, his paintings are not only in our alley, but also in several nearby alleys, becoming a beautiful landscape in this area." The old lady said, "His name is Yang Fei, and he is the pride of our place. "

Upon hearing the old lady's introduction, Yi Zhonghai and Liu Guangfu felt a sense of curiosity in their hearts. They decided to find the young artist to see what was so special about his work.

So, the two began to search for traces of Yang Fei in the alley. They came to a street corner and found a small alley with a narrow courtyard at the end of the alley.

The courtyard is filled with various colorful cloths, painted with different patterns, which are particularly eye-catching. In a corner of the yard, a young artist is painting seriously. He holds a brush and concentrates on transforming his ideas into patterns.

"Hello, are you Yang Fei?" Yi Zhonghai walked up and greeted the young man politely.

Yang Fei raised his head, saw the two old men coming, smiled and nodded, "Yes, what can I do?"

"We are residents of this alley. We heard that you are a talented artist and came here to see your works." Liu Guangfu said.

Hearing this, Yang Fei showed a hint of surprise on his face, "Really? Thank you for your compliment."

Yi Zhonghai and Liu Guangfu took a closer look and found that Yang Fei's paintings were all kinds of circles, some with bright colors and some with simple lines. Each painting showed his unique artistic style.

"These paintings are so creative and make people feel very comfortable." Yi Zhonghai praised.

"Yes, my inspiration comes from every bit of life, and I hope it can bring a little joy and imagination to people." Yang Fei said modestly.

The two old men had a conversation with Yang Fei and listened to him talk about his creative experience and ideas. They felt the enthusiasm and talent of the young artist, and their hearts were filled with appreciation and support for him.

"Yang Fei, your work is really great. I hope you can keep at it." Yi Zhonghai encouraged.

Yang Fei nodded, with a smile on his face, "Thank you for your encouragement, I will continue to work hard."

Yang Fei stood in his studio, concentrating on drawing new paintings. His brush dances lightly on the canvas, and every stroke is filled with his love and persistence for art. The sunlight streaming in through the windows illuminates the entire studio, making the colors on the canvas even more dazzling.

Suddenly, he heard a rapid knock on the door. Yang Fei stopped the paintbrush in his hand, walked to the door, and opened it.

"Yang Fei, are you there?" Outside the door was a middle-aged man with an anxious expression. He was a resident of this alley and a friend of Yang Fei.

"Yes, I'm here." Yang Fei replied with a smile, "What happened?"

The middle-aged man walked in, looked at Yang Fei, and said, "Yang Fei, I heard that the government is going to renovate this area and may demolish these old houses, including our alley."

When Yang Fei heard the news, he frowned slightly and felt uneasy in his heart. His creative studio is in this alley. It is not only the place where he lives, but also one of the sources of his creative inspiration.

"Demolition? Why demolition?" Yang Fei asked, filled with doubts.

"It is said that it is to improve the living environment of residents and enhance the image of the city in this area." The middle-aged man explained, "However, I don't know the specific details."

Yang Fei was silent for a while, and his mood became a little heavy. This alley is where he lives and creates. He is full of emotions here and is reluctant to leave.

"I will go find out and see if there is any way to save him." Yang Fei made up his mind. He decided to fight for every possible opportunity for this alley and his creative space.

That evening, Yang Fei organized a small meeting with the residents in the alley, hoping to learn more about the demolition, as well as their thoughts and opinions.

At the meeting, there was a lot of discussion. Some people were worried about losing their homes, some hoped to get better living conditions, and some hoped to preserve the culture and history of this hutong.


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