Snake Coast.

In the cabin.

The injured Ruyuan was helped into the wooden house.

The wooden house is warm. Although a hurricane broke out just now, it did not destroy the wooden house at all.

"What's going on with you? Ruyuan?" Li Ming asked anxiously. He didn't know what Ruyuan was like, why he was sometimes crazy, but sometimes clear.

"This is distortion." Ruyuan took a deep breath and said slowly: "This is a necessary sacrifice, Ming."

Li Ming entered the island when he was young and had never seen a real distortion monk.

"I have experienced it over the years... no, we have experienced a lot." Ruyuan looked out the window and looked at the sea of ​​snakes in the distance, as if he had seen himself who had boarded the boat...

"That was after leaving here..."

...

I stared at the rope blankly, and I knew that it was no longer my cowardice, but my starting point for madness.

"Bang!"

One palm lined up on my shoulders.

It interrupted my thoughts again.

"Xiao Ruyuan, what are you thinking?" A gentle and thick voice appeared in your ears, with a little smell of alcohol.

I didn't reply, I just raised my head and stared at him silently.

Stay staring at him.

Learn from these adults' indifference.

I pretended to be cold.

Used to respond to indifference.

The drunk man was stunned for a moment, as if he was stinged by the child's eyes, as if he was stinged by his own cold expression. He looked at the rope in Ruyuan's hand and said silently:

"You have a good look, your child. Just get used to it. More people will die around us in the future."

The drunkard nodded and chuckled twice, then took the rope from my hand, tied it into a bow, turned around casually, and sprinkled the wine he brought out on the shore.

That is the wine from the Forbidden Land.

The wine from the hometown should be used to miss the old friends.

It's wasted if you drink it.

"He is your friend!"

After all, I couldn't help it, and tears flowed out uncontrollably, and I questioned him loudly!

The drunk man paused for a moment, as if thinking about how to answer me.

After a long time, my tears seemed to have dried up.

I didn't take time to see him until the tears dried up.

And he finally spoke, but he turned his back to me, and I couldn't see his expression.

His voice was still a bit alcoholic.

"Yes, he is my friend in Changye. But he has already died more than he has."

"Child, if you remember correctly, you belong to the Wu family, right?"

The drunk man turned his back to me all the time. I didn't want to answer him, so he wiped his face and said nothing.

He smiled again and patted his mouth: "It's because I don't have a memory, you are from the Li family."

"No matter which one is from, hurry up and get used to being indifferent. This way you will feel much more comfortable in the future. It is a bad habit to not forget the past."

The drunk man finally turned around and walked to me, touched my head with a smile.

I also saw the tears on his face that had not yet dried up.

At that time, I didn’t quite understand that people are actually different.

Some people are really indifferent, while others have no choice but to keep trying to learn indifference like me.

...

"Haha! It's so good today!"

Several drunkards were drinking in this small room. Today, they fought with the aberrant monks and killed several enemies.

Now here, he is taking advantage of the alcohol to exert the pressure they have nowhere to waste.

I curled my lips and was very disdainful. In my eyes, these pressure-wasting adults are too distorted.

Compared to those like Ming and Uncle who prefer to endure everything silently, the way they drink and relieve stress is really bad.

"You have a drink too!"

A voice came into my ears with a slight smell of alcohol.

I raised my head along the sound and looked at the owner of the sound.

This drunk man is called Mo, and no one knows his full name, but I think the uncle may know that he is a friend of the uncle after all, but I prefer to call him a crying man.

Because he is an adult who can't hide the pressure from his children and cry bitterly.

He is the one who talks to me on the shore, and he is also the person I am most familiar with here.

"I won't drink it." I pushed away his wine glass with disgust and continued to wash my plate. This is my job. At least doing so will make me feel more at ease here.

"Uncle Minghe never drinks!"

I am not simply drinking, but relying on drinking to vent stress.

But everyone burst into laughter, and they seemed to have misunderstood what I mean. What a joke. If Li Changye didn't drink, how could he meet them?

Only Mo seemed to understand what I was thinking.

He said: "The uncle is relying on him, and your uncle has us. It is precisely because of this that you who stay at home do not see their pressure."

"And now, the reason why you feel that we are unrestrained is because you have stood up from your home and are no longer protected, right?"

Don’t look at me and say seriously: “And you are no longer a protected person. In the future, we will be partners and comrades-in-arms. If you want to rely on each other, you will inevitably make some ugly things in front of you, so you don’t have to take some things to heart.”

His words seemed to be in my heart, and it seemed to see through my thoughts.

This is the first time he is called an adult.

"How is it? Do you want to have a drink now?" His voice was extremely bewitching, as if that glass of wine was a proof of the adults.

I hesitated for a moment and felt that what he said made sense.

Uncle Ming and Uncle never show their own pressure because they are always at the same level as a shelter.

Only people like them have the opportunity to see their embarrassing side.

Maybe I'm on this path now.

"Bang!"

Thinking of this, I took the wine glass and slapped my palm against the hard glass, making a crisp sound, which was different from the creaking sound of the wooden house.

"Ha ha!"

They laughed, and my behavior ignited the interest of these drunkards.

"Even if I am your comrade-in-arms, I will never forget you're crying, a crying man!" I said, pinching my nose and drinking the wine in anger.

"Hahahahaha!"

The drunks around were laughing even more happily, obviously it was the matter of Mo crying that made them amused.

Mo Ye smiled and shook his head helplessly.

He was really persuading Ruyuan, and did not deliberately guide Ruyuan to forget his ugly appearance.

But he cried out in one go, and even let a child see it. This is probably fate.

Mo shook his head and poured himself another glass of wine.

"Huh~" I resisted my burp and turned over the wine glass in my hand to show it to the drunks, indicating that I had finished drinking.

“Good!”

"Not bad! It's much better than that boy Yashen!"

Yashen immediately became anxious: "What are you saying? Ruyuan has the style of Li Changye, okay! If you round it up, you will be a little brother Li. How dare I compare Brother Li?"

The Yashen, who said that I looked like Li Changye, looked at him and nodded in admiration.

With this alcoholism, I finally put forward that sentence.

"I want to practice."

This place became quiet in an instant.

For example, the pressure they were not easily released was returned to them again by me.
Chapter completed!