chapter 3 weird idle guy

After Damian smeared the medicinal wine on the young man's feet, he immediately returned the remaining half bottle to the scholar. Before turning around, he did not forget to bow again to express his thanks.

Iker stood on the steps holding the medicine bottle in his hand. He did not speak or return to the house. He just kept looking at him.

The girl in white raised her little face and looked at the scholar, full of confusion.

Damian returned the medicinal wine, first repositioned the two courtyard doors, then squatted down and carried Charles, who had a broken foot bone, and walked out of the academy.

As the two left, the girl returned to the house first.

The moment the scholar turned around, the sun shone on his back, reflecting thousands of sword lights, which was particularly dazzling.

Charles lay on the young man's back and looked back on the past ten years. Even he himself did not expect that this weak-looking younger brother had always needed to be protected by himself, and now he was finally growing up.

well!

Charles lay on the young man's back, sighed heavily, and shed tears unconsciously.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying?"Damian asked sideways.

"Damian, you have grown up, I am happy to be a brother." He forced a smile.

The young man didn't take it seriously and continued to move forward.

As soon as the two of them came out of Green Willow Lane, pedestrians on the street saw the snow-white animal paws and pointed and whispered.

Damian stopped, his face a little unnatural. Just as he was about to lift his feet, he saw a drunk man walking out of the restaurant. He was an idle man who had left the school not long ago.

Angelo Amos sat in the middle of the road with a jar of wine in his hand, laughing heartily.

"Come! Drink! Hahahahaha."

Damian passed by him, and the idle man threw the empty wine jar aside and said, "If you want to achieve great things, you will inevitably have to endure some setbacks. As long as your fists are hard enough, they won't dare to speak."

"Let these stupid guys laugh as much as they want, hahaha."

Charles signaled the young man to stop, and Damian supported him and stood aside.

The idle man took out a small wine bottle from his arms, took a sip, and shouted loudly: "What is right? What is wrong? Only those who stand at the top of this continent can say right or wrong."

"Strength determines everything! Anything without strength is just fart! Hahaha!"

After hearing this, Charles clenched his teeth, clenched his fists, and dug his nails into the palms of his hands, and blood dropped drop by drop.

Damian looked at Xianhan blankly.

Angelo Amos stood up, turned his back to the two of them, and said seriously: "Life and death are just a matter of words. Courage is nothing in the face of absolute strength, uh hahaha."

The idle man staggered a few steps forward before falling to the ground, the wine bottle in his hand rolling aside.

His behavior today is very surprising.

In the past, it was common for a Angelo Amos to walk down the street drinking with a wine jar in hand, but at least he wouldn't talk nonsense, let alone fall drunk.

But now, as if he was stimulated by something, he was drunk and talking nonsense. In the end, he fell asleep in the middle of the street in front of everyone.

On both sides of the street, people were coming and going, but no one was willing to help him. In their hearts, they wished that the idle man would freeze to death.

Charles leaned against the earthen wall, took out the few grained stones he had left from selling firewood, and said calmly: "Damian, take these grained stones to buy some quilts and cover him with them."

The young man took the patterned stone, ignored other people's gazes, and bought a quilt. Just as he was about to cover the idle man, he heard a faint sound.

"When death comes, everyone will feel fear and panic. It is precisely because he has a wish in his heart and is unwilling to die that he will bow to power and become a coward."

"No one likes to be a coward. These are all forced, forced..." 1

Not long after, Xianhan's snoring sounded. The young man woke up as if from a dream and covered him with the quilt.

Afterwards, he carried Charles on his back and walked out of the town in front of everyone's cold eyes.

The two of them remained silent until they reached the foot of the mountain.

Damian pushed open the fence door, glanced at the small thatched cottage that had collapsed long ago, and sighed: "Is he really not coming back?"

When he was very young, there was a middle-aged man who never left his hand with a cigarette bag, who grew up with him.

At that time, the three brothers did not have to worry about food and clothing. The man with the tobacco bag could take out the stone at any time to satisfy their little wishes.

Four years ago, the cigarette bag man left inexplicably and has not come back until now.

The past is gone forever, now the peach leaves have fallen, things have changed and people have changed.

The three brothers, who were accustomed to having enough food and clothing, had to rely on their own hands to survive when all the grain stones ran out.

The two of them sat on a stone bench under the peach tree and sat around the stone table.

Charles took out two buns that were pressed into round cakes from his arms, placed them on the stone table, and said, "Eat some, Old Man Yang is very smart, why are you worried about him?"

After saying that, he picked up a bun and stuffed it into his mouth.

Damian, who was originally disappointed, after taking a bite of the buns, his eyes widened, he looked at the buns in his hand, and said excitedly: "Brother! Meat buns..."

"What?! Meat...meat buns."Charles put his hands on the stone table, stood up suddenly, let out a wail, and hurriedly sat down again.

"Quick, quick, Damian, before that boy Adonis comes back, let's get rid of this meat bun quickly." He stretched out his arms and waved at the young man.

The young man hesitated and said: "This is not good."

"What's wrong? It's not just once or twice that we ate steamed buns without telling him."

The young man didn't agree to him.

For the three of them, it is extremely lucky to be able to eat meat buns once. Sometimes they cannot eat them once for several months or even half a year.

On the mountain road, there was a young man who was about the same height as Charles, wearing a bamboo hat on his head, holding a fishing basket in his hand, and carrying a fishing rod on his shoulder.

He looked up at the fence in front of him, then at the fish basket, and nodded with great satisfaction, "Now I see what else Charles can say."

The boy quickened his pace and ran towards the fence.

On the stone table under the peach tree, Charles first glanced at the path outside the fence, swallowed the last bite of the buns, turned around, and continued to persuade: "Damian, eldest brother, you don't even listen to what you say?"

"No, these are meat buns. Besides, it's not like he doesn't know that you secretly eat the buns." The young man said coldly, holding the buns in his hands.

Charles expression changed, "What?! Did he find out about me stealing steamed buns?"

He squinted his eyes and confirmed again in a low voice: "He really knows?"

The young man blinked and nodded heavily.

"It's bad, it's bad. He already knows about this shameful thing. As the eldest brother, where can I put my face in the future?"Charles's face turned red. He really hoped that the sole of his foot would slip and fall. Drowning in the river is impossible.

"I'm back! Haha!"Adonis shouted first when she saw the fence door open from a distance.

In the past, every time he came back, he would not dare to raise his head to see anyone, or even dare to take a breath. He would only say silently, "I'm going to make fish soup."

Charles shuddered and vaguely felt that something was wrong, "If something goes wrong, there must be a monster. It's over, it's over. Listening to his shout, I'm afraid he caught a big fish."

"Ah! It's such a cold day. If you don't go inside, why are you sitting outside?"Adonis stood at the door, raised his bamboo hat, and looked at the two of them with confusion.

Damian immediately stood up, raised the bun he had taken a bite out of, and shouted at him, "I've eaten a meat bun!"

His eyes were not on the bun, but fixed on the snow-white animal paw and the small green bun on the young man's forehead. Seeing Damian smiling happily, he didn't say anything more.

What he was sure of was that the two of them must have encountered something in the small town, otherwise they would not have taken off the black cloth.

Adonis sat on the stone bench, put down the fish basket with his left hand, and put the fishing rod on the stone table with his right hand.

"Hurry and break it apart. What are you waiting for?"Adonis took off her hat, revealing her short silver-white hair. She rubbed her hands and stared at the squashed buns in the young man's hands.

Damian divided the buns into three parts.

Adonis took it, took a bite, gave a thumbs up, nodded and praised: "It's delicious! It's delicious! The meat buns still taste good."

Charles happened to be sitting on his left side. He straightened his back slightly and squinted his eyes, trying to see clearly how big the fish was in the fish basket.

However, the mouth of the fish basket is as big as a bowl. If you don't bend down to look at it, you can't see the bottom at all. He worked hard for most of the day, but he didn't gain anything.

However, he could conclude that the fish tonight was not very "delicious".

Adonis looked at the buns in front of Charles's table, turned to look at him, and asked puzzledly: "Charles, why don't you eat it?"

Charles picked up the bun and smiled awkwardly.

After Adonis finished eating, she hurriedly picked up the fish basket and walked to her room to prepare the fish soup, leaving only the two brothers staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

Wu Zhengzhen

Late at night, Xianhan woke up with sleepy eyes. He first rubbed his eyes, then looked around at the deserted alley, and then lay down.

He lay down with his eyes half-closed, but suddenly opened them wide, and saw a sword energy rising straight into the sky above Wu Zheng Town, as if a big hole had been opened in the sky.

Dark clouds were billowing in other places around, and it was unusually calm. Only above Wu Zheng Town, the huge and fierce sword energy was particularly eye-catching and frightening.

If that sword energy is allowed to fall smoothly, I am afraid that everything within a radius of dozens of miles around Wu Zheng Town will be reduced to nothing.

"Damn! Who made this sword energy?" He looked up at the sword energy and cursed.

Xian Han was about to get up and go to see what was going on. To his surprise, after he took a few steps, the sword energy disappeared out of thin air.

He took a deep breath and said vaguely uneasily: "This sword energy is too dazzling, I'm afraid it will cause trouble."

well!

"The small town that was originally peaceful, comfortable and uncontested is probably going to become lively." The idle man raised a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Finally, he wrapped himself in quilt and gradually disappeared under the moonlight.

Shortly after the sword energy disappeared, the sky that had been poked open was being eroded bit by bit by dark clouds. After a while, it was completely covered without a trace.