The Old Town Park is the former center of the entire Academy of Magic, and the reason why it is said is that after years have passed, the authorities have set the center in the commercial district and successfully relocated the main road. However, even if this park is not destined to be prosperous, and there are no carriages coming and going, it does not mean that no one will trample on the spring here, and it does not mean that there is no sound in the quiet bushes.

Most of them are elderly, and many of them are interested in rushing to the neighborhood before dawn, lawns, trees, rivers, and parks are gradually becoming the exclusive domain of a certain force. They sat or stood, and although they came out of different homes to wander around, their purpose was to wait for the most harmonious sunrise. The Magic City does not disappoint the ordinary people who stay inside, and always forecasts the weather accurately, and in most cases even provides accurate weather.

Today is the same as yesterday, although the mood will change within twenty-four hours, but everyone still arrives at the river beach early, some close to the road, some huddled in the depths of the jungle, no one knows what they want to do in pairs or alone, in short, there is nothing that the government will still control them at this age.

Joseph, or Crazy Joseph, was one of these old men, and no one knew where the old man came from, but many old ladies were willing to speculate about this old man from someone else's family. There may be many things that have been experienced in life, but it seems that a long life is passed by important events, and such a person is Joseph himself. Sometimes the old people are thinking about whether it is because their name is too ordinary, so they don't even have the experience of being able to get their hands on it in their later years.

On the one hand, he was talking about wandering around the river, but on the other hand, the old man was just calmly thinking about yesterday's dreams, today's discomfort, or the new pension policy that might be tomorrow. After all, this college was renovated in a major project decades ago, and it still included the bricks that Joseph had moved, but if such an academy and such a castle tower were built, the old man really felt as if it was built for someone else, and every qiē had nothing to do with him.

Fortunately, the upper nobility had what they called the Benevolence of the Being, and the old people who had helped to build the city and renovate their lives had a peaceful old age, and they were placed in the most advanced and safest central position in the country, where there was no danger for more than half a century of Joseph's memory.

The water in the river is hidden under more aquatic plants. So it looked a little darker, and probably Joseph himself found that he had gone too far from the confines of the park, gradually walking from the streets of the city to the path leading to the countryside, and the old people at this time would not go any further, after all, it was a place for young people to work, and there would be no nursing homes and other facilities.

Shaking the pipe in his hand, the old man turned slowly, intending to borrow a fire from a neighbor who was close enough to go back, and of course if there were really good Samaritans who would provide extra high-quality tobacco. Joseph will also accept it without care, and over the years he has learned what politeness is, although taking someone else's things does not mean that it is a good thing, but it means that you are close enough to others.

Words before the sun shows. Joseph quickened his pace and turned, but at the fork in the road the park path was standing a different old man. No, it shouldn't be a young man, or a normal young man. With his back bent and his waist furious, he looks more like a drunk or a sick person, and it is impossible to clearly find out whose family that person is from this angle. With no friends, Joseph also did not like to greet people from afar, even if that person had been a worker who had cleaned the construction site during the renovation period like himself.

The old man rejects outsiders as if he were himself, and the rules of conduct over the years have taught him too many things for himself, which he could not learn in the classroom when he was not serious, and the world always teaches people to be honest. Slowly approaching the other man, apparently with his back to Joseph, his clothes were a little shabby, perhaps it was some boring tramp, and if he was drunk, at least the God of God Joseph would remind him not to go near the river.

Thinking so, the old man wiggling his pipe moved closer to the man who had not been aware of him, and a sense of foreboding, accompanied by something that he could feel in his youth, made Joseph nervous a little. Joseph was always able to be so quiet, this agility allowed him to show off among the girls of his youth, saying that he could become a scout immediately, but in fact the old man was just the type who was frightened by the murderous and bloody spirit that came to the battlefield at any time in the era of blood and strength, thinking about himself who shouted at that time never to get close to the war again, the old man was funny, the era of suspicion should have passed, and the old man at this time believed in God more, This is what it is called to put hope in prayer instead of leaving it to foolishness.

"Hey, friend, you're not in a good state." The silent dawn made Joseph regret a little, and he was a little sober in the face of a homeless man he didn't know at all, and it was better for a drunk person, what if he was just a madman in the first place? Of course, these momentary thoughts didn't work, because the people nearby were still facing the gap in the rockery. Joseph secretly laughed once, it seems that this guy has drunk a lot, or avoid this guy who is vomiting, although it is not glory for a man to be drunk, but he does not want to be known by others.

Joseph, who understands a qiē deeply, intends to pass by this unlucky man, hoping that next time he will not go to a fox friend who can drink, otherwise he may be able to get close to the fairy at the bottom of the lake.

Suddenly, however, the strange man, with a choking stench, suddenly turned and pounced on Joseph, and the old man looked at the ugly man in shock, but he wisely dodged it. The drunken man didn't seem to fall to the ground as he wished, and it seemed that kissing the earth was not his pleasure.

Before Joseph could figure it out, such a man suddenly struggled to fight back, but this explicit action of reaching out and grabbing still failed to catch the old man. For some unknown reason, Joseph excitedly dropped his pipe and did not care to speak, first moving sharply to the back, and then shaking his head to see what this dangling man was trying to do, and to be honest, he was really ugly. The smell of some indescribable mixture, which seems to emit strange visible colored soot, is this really human?

By the time the man tried to pounce on Joseph for the third time, the old man was already far away, and before the old man could show a triumphant smile of victory, the roar that came out still surprised Joseph, who had been expected to be a scout. It was the man's roar, was the monster-like thing really the same man? Although Joseph could see his robes and his appearance from a distance with the rare lighting, the position of his face was as if it had been sprinkled with corrosive agents. Some terrible smoke drifted and a viscous liquid dripped, and Joseph had a premonition that he might end up like him if he stayed too long.

Ignoring the exact location of the pipe, the old man turned around and spread his legs and ran, it had been many years since he had brought such a powerful pleasure, and even the person himself did not realize that he could still run so fast after so many years of retirement. It didn't take half an hour, and the old man easily threw the man far away, like a rabbit, but was it really a good thing to encounter such a thing and run away?

No, the old man corrected his conscience with a deep peace of mind, there was no need for him to be a superman, what would happen if there was a madman here in the city defenses, or what would happen if he left this madman and pretended that nothing had happened? There may be a big difference in this, but the old man is the old man, Joseph can no longer really become a sentinel, whether it is reconnaissance or simple self-preservation, even if the old man has no children under his knees and has no concern, it does not mean that he has to dedicate his life to something completely uninformed and irrelevant.

It doesn't matter if there are certificates or garlands, but even if they do, they are almost no help to a lone martyr. Taking a deep breath, the old man wiped his sweat, and when he came out, he must not reveal the wolf's application, whether it was for himself, or for the old lady who might always look at him, or for his old age in the future, the old man just pretended not to know, after all, it would not be a big deal, the patrol would deal with it, yes, the drunken rabbit cub.

Thinking like this, the old man shook his head loosely in his heart, and after looking into the distance, he unnaturally looked at the empty road behind him, this qiē was like an illusion, such a thing was actually the old man still wanted to solve it by himself at first, and sure enough, he was dizzy with old eyes, how could there be a monster here?

However, when he was about to go home early to rest, the old man suddenly realized that if all the qiē was fake, then where did his pipe go? A pipe like an old friend will not betray himself, even if his co-workers have died, even if the old lady next door has not tried to talk to him, even if he has become unhealthy in his old age, but at least it is loyal, and Joseph is almost crazy about it. (To be continued......)