The Zhi Yan knife cut through the void, and with the help of the power of Zhou Yan's waist and crotch twisting, he slashed hard behind him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It doesn't matter if you are a human or a ghost, you will return to silence under the knife!

Zhou Yan held the knife, drew the knife, and took out the knife......

And at this moment, he is closing the knife!

Very hurriedly, very embarrassed to put away the knife.

Behind him was an old man, with white hair and white beard, dry and wrinkled skin, and he was an old man.

He was holding a snakeskin bag in his left hand and a yellow bamboo pole in his right hand, his hair was scattered, his clothes were ragged, and his body still exuded a foul smell, it was obvious that this was a wandering old man!

His eyes were red, his cheeks were red, and his steps were vain, as if he were drunk.

Zhou Yan couldn't help but feel funny, it was this old man who caused so much coercion on himself just now?

Is it the old man, or is it himself?

It's just that I'm scaring myself.

The old man seemed to be really drunk, holding a dirty snakeskin bag in one hand and a bamboo stick that had cracked at the bottom in the other.

From a little distance, Zhou Yan could still smell the rich smell of wine, sourness, and ...... on this old man's body The smell of blood!

The old man was injured, and a random piece of cloth was wrapped around his forehead, but the blood still flowed through the cloth, and it was bloody and terrifying.

Why does this old man have this scar on his head? Maybe it was a fight with someone when he was arguing, maybe he accidentally knocked himself when he was drunk, or maybe it was thrown by a presumptuous child with a stone......

Either way, Zhou Yan was not interested in knowing, nor was he interested in understanding. For an old man who was drunk and scared himself, even if he didn't have much disgust, he certainly wouldn't have much closeness.

The old man was drunk, so he behaved a little crazy, staggering along, and then making strange noises as he went.

Crying and laughing, or he's just crying and laughing.

He shouted loudly, "Hahaha! You're back...... Why come back? There will always be death, and one will die...... Woowoo...... I'm going to die...... I'm going to die! ”

The old man's voice was very indistinct, and Zhou Yan didn't understand it very well, and he was not interested in delving into it.

The old man was so crazy that he gradually walked away. But Zhou Yan still stayed outside this door, did not call the door, and did not buckle the door.

At noon, the sun was very strong and the weather was exceptionally hot.

Zhou Yan stood at the door of the Anle Orphanage, his face was full of crystal droplets, but he didn't know whether it was sweat or tears.

A person, standing outside this familiar door, is so strange.

"Squeak~"

The old iron door made a sharp and piercing sound, slowly opened, and a person stepped out of it again.

The temperature is really high now, so it is impossible for Mama Li to take a broom to clean up the yard and run out in a hurry, naturally it has her intentions.

"Zhou Di!"

She was surprised to cry out, she didn't expect this person to be at the door.

"Let's not talk about it for now...... Mu Mu has a heat stroke, and the Huoxiang Zhengqi water in the courtyard has also run out, I have to feel like I bought some back, you go in first, look at this hot sweat! ”

Mama Li trotted away, leaving Zhou Yan and the door that had been opened.

……

"You kid! You still remember me! I thought you were going to live a good life and forget about your brother! ”

Li Muzi punched hard at Zhou Yan's chest, but Zhou Yan didn't dodge, so this punch made a muffled sound in his chest.

"Oh, I've grown a lot stronger!"

Li Muzi knocked on Zhou Yan's chest a few more times, and a muffled sound sounded, and Zhou Yan's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Li Muzi's ability to observe words and emotions was learned in the orphanage since he was a child, and when he saw Zhou Yan wrinkling slightly every day, he quietly withdrew his fist, grinned, and said with a smile: "What's wrong?" Don't come back and say a few words to your brother? Have you eaten the meal? It's okay to live over there......"

Li Muzi's questions continued one after another, and Zhou Yan didn't know how to respond for a moment, but finally nodded and hummed softly.

The corners of Li Muzi's mouth rose slightly, and he pulled out a disdainful smile