It was dark at night, and at the corner next to the martial arts arena of the Zhao Mansion, Nan Yun hugged his head and huddled on the ground. With the physical strength of the past few years of hard work, he held on silently.
The other party is very insidious and will not kick you in the face.
After beating him for a while and seeing that he didn't respond, the perpetrator lost much interest and began to restrain his strength.
"Aren't you drawing inferences from one example? Aren't you talented and smart?"
"Take your damn grandpa and get out of here, or I'll beat you every time I see you."
These children dressed as slaves gathered in a circle and accused Nan Yun, with pure malice shining in their eyes.
The footsteps of the palace guards gradually approached, and several people looked at each other in panic before quickly disappearing into the darkness.
During the day, Nanyun's grandfather broke into the alchemy room without permission, disturbed the young master who was practicing fire magic inside, and was whipped; unfortunately, earlier, the gentleman who taught the young master and young lady the skills was in front of the old master.
Praise him for his intelligence.
The grandfather and grandson who lost power immediately became the target of others' trampling. Even the little foreign slaves were jealous of him, and he was attacked by evil hands.
Standing up, he endured the pain and wiped the footprints and dust off his body, then limped and disappeared into the night.
After handing in his errands in the steward's room, completing the day's tasks, and trying to maintain a normal walking posture, he arrived outside the steward's house.
But then, his eyes shrank.
The second young master, Zhao Gou, was looking at him with a half-smile, his hands behind his back, as if he had expected him to come here a long time ago. The third young lady, Zhao Min, was also looking at Nan Yun curiously, as if she didn't feel any guilt at all.
"Haha, you loser, how dare you come to the housekeeper to get medicine? If your family gave birth to a loser like you, the old man should have died long ago!"
Gradually clenching his fists, Nan Yun stared straight ahead.
"Zhao Gou, don't go too far. Grandpa has already been punished. What else do you want?"
"No, I just want to stop you. Why do you think your family is a disaster?"
Zhao Gou was confident, while Nan Yun thought about the cost of taking action.
The family's original surname was Zhao, and Nanyun and the others were also distant relatives of the Zhao family. But since Nanyun was born, accidents happened to his parents one after another. Then, Nanyun's grandmother died. In order to find out the cause of the death of his wife and children, his grandfather,
He led people into Lingxu, causing the Zhao family to lose more than a hundred experts.
Later, Nanyun's grandfather was deprived of his cultivation, deprived of his surname Zhao, and demoted to a foreign slave. Nanyun also suffered the same fate.
Zhao Gou had trouble with Nan Yun many times, just because among the masters of the Zhao family who had died, there were close relatives of Zhao Gou.
With firm steps, Nan Yun walked outside the housekeeper's door and was about to knock on the door.
"Nanyun, why don't you forget it?" Zhao Min glanced at Nanyun and said with a smile.
She could still laugh, but Nan Yun was furious. He looked at the hand holding the door and then stared at Zhao Gou.
"What? You want to kill me, don't you? It's a pity that you are a waste. Even if you secretly learn some boxing and kicking skills, you can't move a finger of mine."
As he spoke, Zhao Gou held out his little finger, looked from Nan Yun's chest to his feet, and clicked his tongue with a strange smile.
"I'm not even going to kill you. You're really tough."
He was very arrogant. Zhao Min on the side saw the footprints behind Nan Yun and his expression turned cold.
"You loser, don't you know how to fight back when someone hits you? I think you are really a wimp."
Zhao Min's scolding made Nanyun puzzled, but he didn't look at her. He said in a low voice: "I'm here to finish the day's work with the housekeeper, do you want to take care of it too?"
Seeing that Zhao Gou still refused to get out of the way, Nanyun gradually calmed down.
"You better dare to kill me, otherwise, I will kill you."
Turning his eyes, he looked at Zhao Min aside.
"And you!"
The brother and sister were immediately furious.
"Do you think I dare not kill you?" With a gloomy expression, Zhao Gou gathered a ball of light on his hand.
"Let's go, second brother. This waste is not worthy of your responsibility at all. Grandpa will definitely blame you. Second brother, let's go."
Pulling Zhao Gou's sleeve, Zhao Min seemed to be worried that Zhao Gou had dirty hands.
"Hmph! The old good-for-nothing is about to die. You, the little good-for-nothing, won't live for a few more days. Just wait."
With a shake of his head, Zhao Gou took Zhao Min away.
Before I could knock on the door, the door opened.
Butler Wang had a wry smile on his face, and Nan Yun's heart sank.
"It's not easy to gain a foothold in Lingxu. Nanyun, it's not that I don't want to save your grandfather. It's just that the second young master and the third young lady have been fooling around for a long time today. A casual word from the old man can decide the life or death of chickens and dogs like you and me. I can't help you."
Save grandpa. The main one among these young family members is unhappy. How can you ask your grandpa to reassure you? Do you understand?"
Steward Wang spoke very slowly, hoping that Nan Yun could understand more important things.
Looking at the housekeeper calmly, Nan Yun looked at him for a long time. Housekeeper Wang looked at him.
"excuse me."
He was already prepared to be rejected, but Nan Yun did not expect that his grandfather would rather die than stay in his house for another two years.
In the Ling Ruins, ordinary life is as thin as grass and mustard.
Seeing the young man leaving directly, Butler Wang was stunned and couldn't bear it.
"When your grandpa leaves, you can come to the house to collect some money so that he can leave with dignity."
The young man didn't like to hear this sentence. When he heard it, he didn't want to express anything. He just said "hmm" from a distance, with a somewhat incomprehensible tone.
After groping in the dark for a few times, Nanyun opened the door skillfully.
Taking a look at the darker color in the room, he turned his head to look at the few stars on the eaves, turned back to cheer himself up, and after trying to calm down, he walked into the room.
In the servant's room, after the night's rest, no open flames or lights were allowed. He slowly approached the bed.
"Nagumo?"
"grandfather!"
After confirming that it was Nan Yun who had returned, the old man fell silent for a moment. After a while, he said again: "Are you going to embarrass Butler Wang?"
The voice was weak and slightly painful.
The young man's tone was stagnant, and he pressed his ribs and rubbed them gently. He didn't expect that his grandfather would guess that he had violated his instructions.
He was aggrieved and angry, but in the end, it turned into deep attachment. He took the old man's cold arm and called out in a low voice: "Grandpa."
"Silly boy, it's not that Butler Wang doesn't want to help me. If he did, and the second young master and the third young lady hadn't spoken out enough, I'm afraid you would be in danger."
The same thing, for different people, the effect will be different.
The young man was speechless for a moment and said repressedly: "But the fire in the alchemy room was clearly caused by Zhao Gou and Zhao Min practicing fire skills without authorization. You didn't break into the alchemy room, grandpa!"
The old man turned around, took Nan Yun's hand, and whispered: "If the master says he broke in, then he broke in."
"Even if you are partial, you must be punished appropriately. After I die, you can still live in the house. The second young master and the third young lady will not have to embarrass you, a little foreign slave. With Butler Wang watching you, grandpa will feel relieved.
."
The old man put himself very low and continued: "In two years, you can go to Lingxu by yourself. Grandpa, I am very happy."
It was okay not to mention this, but as soon as the old man mentioned this, the young man immediately remembered his own secret, and a sense of powerlessness arose in his heart, accompanied by a deep guilt that almost instantly swallowed him up.
The old man was so seriously injured that there was nothing he could do.
"Grandpa, let's escape!"
The young man's voice was cold, filled with boundless hatred for this family.
The old man's cloudy eyes moved and he patted the young man's hand vigorously.
"Have you remembered everything you have learned over the years as a reading companion?"
The angry young man didn't know why the old man suddenly mentioned this matter. He was stunned for a moment, put down his emotions, and said respectfully: "I remember it all, grandpa. In fact, I am better than them."
The old man smiled happily, knowing the depression in the young man's heart and his forbearance.
"Haha, you are so smart, how can you be better than others?"
As if talking to himself, the old man continued: "Young Master and Miss, all have animal blood medicine to polish their bodies. At most, the things you know from Mr. are the same as them. Even if they are different, they are the same, and they will not compare.
Young Master and Miss are even more powerful, do you understand?"
After enduring it for many years, the young man wanted to make the old man proud of himself before he died, but after listening to the old man's words, he fell silent.
"What's wrong? Do you feel wronged?"
The old man asked again. Although he did not admit it, he acquiesced.
"My child, in Lingxu, only by surviving first can we have any possibility. You must live well." The old man's tone became stronger, and every word fell on the young man's ears, and he nodded in the darkness.
"If I die, just push me to the mass grave. Don't waste spiritual stones. The people in the castle are all vampires and they can't be fed enough."
"Grandpa will get well. Grandpa, don't talk nonsense."
Nan Yun acted coquettishly in panic, and the old man gently squeezed his little palm twice and stopped talking.
Thinking that the old man just said he was tired and had nothing to say for the time being, he brought a stool and stayed by the bed.
But after a while, he realized something was wrong.
In the quiet night, the old man's breathing could not be heard.
Feeling panicked, he quickly stood up to test and exclaimed: "Grandpa?"