Chapter 3: The Humiliation of the Crotch (Part II)

Tianming and Ling'er came to the small town that the peasant woman in the field was referring to. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Tianming couldn't remember how long it had been since he had come into contact with the lives of these ordinary people. For a few months, he first fled with his uncle, and then met the Mo family to take him in, and then met the heroes and heroes of the hundreds of schools gathered in the Mo family organ city to gather together, and experienced the southern Xinjiang medical treatment, the breakthrough campaign, the rescue of Gao Yue and other adventures, although all this is as incredible as a dream, but it feels so real, the way of chivalry, the pride of the rivers and lakes, has long taken root in Tianming's heart, and has grown up little by little.

The liveliness of the town really attracted Tianming and Ling'er, they looked at this for a while, played that for a while, walked past the roadside stall selling roast pheasants, Tianming's saliva flowed, couldn't help but forget to linger, Ling'er has lived in southern Xinjiang for a long time, and has never been in contact with the customs of Middle-earth, and also feels very fresh and full of curiosity.

As they walked, the two came to a bridge in the town. Tianming saw that there were many people standing around the bridge, and there were many discussions, so he pulled up Ling'er and said, "Let's go, let's go over and see the excitement." ”

The two of them crowded to the front of the crowd and saw two men standing in the middle.

One of the men was big-shouldered and round-waisted, and although he was blind in his left eye, he did not care at all about the eyes of the crowd around him, and looked at the thin young man in a coarse linen robe in front of him with disdain.

"Well, if you have the guts, you will kill me with one sword." The strong man waved his fist defiantly.

"This scoundrel is making trouble again...... "That young man is going to be unlucky to meet him......" There were whispers in the crowd.

"How about boy, do you dare?" The strong man put his hands on his waist again and laughed.

"I have never known anything about you, I have no grievances and no hatred, why should I kill you." The young man stood still.

"I see that you are still pretending to carry a sword on your back, making yourself look like a swordsman, but you don't have the courage to draw your sword, which means that you are a bad seed!" The scoundrel didn't relent, "Actually, I have long seen that you are a waste, and I know all about your old bottom!" Hmph, you waste, you have grown so big, you haven't made any money, and you are hated wherever you go, and you rely on your mother to raise you. As soon as your mother dies, you don't even have the ability to help her build a grave, and you dare to boast to others, and you will help her build a grave 10,000 times bigger in the future, just your virtue? Next, there is no one for you to eat, you can only hide in the broken grass hut by the river, and pretend to fish, but you can't even catch fish, you say that you are a man, you can starve yourself to death, this is also a skill? The old woman who washes the yarn sees that you are pitiful, and gives you half of her own food to let you live, and you are a waste who wants to brag about saying that you will repay it with gold in the future, which sick person will believe this kind of nonsense?"

"I won't forget my promise." The young man remained calm and undenomous.

"Hahahaha, just with your little ability? What do you have but a mouth?" The scoundrel continued to laugh.

"I just wanted to cross the bridge."

"Crossing the bridge? Alright," said the strong man, holding his arms together without even looking at the young man, "Well, you have two ways to cross the bridge." One is to draw a sword and kill me, and the other is to cross my body," the strong man said, spreading his legs, "you will kneel down for me and crawl under my crotch!"

There was another round of discussion in the crowd.

"Who can agree to this kind of thing, it seems that there is going to be a fight." Tianming said to Ling'er beside him.

"Look at this person," Ling'er said a little worriedly, "I guess I can't beat that scoundrel." ”

I saw that the young man's hanging hands were clenched into fists, and his expression became more and more difficult to see, as if he was holding back the anger in his chest and refused to attack.

"Come on, kill me, or crawl over here." The strong man pointed between his legs and looked at the young man triumphantly.

Suddenly, the young man let go of his clenched fist and fell to his knees with a thud.

Tianming and Ling'er, like the crowd of onlookers, were taken aback.

The young man bent down and crawled forward step by step, and when the scoundrel saw this, he laughed even more: "Do you see it, this person is just a waste!" I'm not wrong!"

"This person is too spineless." Tianming muttered on the side.

"Maybe he's not as cowardly as everyone thinks." At this time, beside Tianming, a man wearing a gray cloth robe, with an ordinary appearance and a gentle face, said to himself.

"That person can bear him like that, he's too timid, right?" Tianming still didn't understand, and looked up at the man in gray. Looking at the age of the gray-clothed man, he should be slightly older than the thief and Gao Yuanli, but he is younger than Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie, but Tianming can't see anything unusual about him at all.

"It takes more courage for a person to endure such humiliation." The man in gray continued to look at the young man who was crawling under the rogue crotch.

Tianming seemed to hear something, but he didn't fully understand it, and looked at the young man's face. Although he was doing a very humiliating thing, this person's head was not lowered, and Tianming found that his eyes did not seem to be ashamed of himself, on the contrary, he actually looked so calm and calm. For a moment, Tianming vaguely saw a trace of something that Gai Nie had taught him from that look. What kind of person can face such a shame in this way?

"When a man has a higher mountain in his heart and wants to climb," said the man in gray gently, "he doesn't care about the mud under his feet." ”

After watching the young man crawl under the rogue crotch, he stood up and patted the dirt on his body, and walked down the bridge step by step amid the scoundrel's laughter and ridicule and the fingers of the crowd, as if nothing had happened. Tianming felt that he seemed to agree with what the man in gray said, but as soon as he turned his head, he found that the man in gray had disappeared without a trace, and only Ling'er was still standing by his side.

"What's wrong Tianming," Ling'er said, "What are you thinking?"

"It's nothing, Ling'er," Tianming rolled his eyes and said, "In this way, you go to the Chenghuang Temple in the south of the town to wait for me first, I'll do some errands, and I'll come back to you later." ”

"Okay, then be careful yourself." Ling'er agreed.