Walking through the streets, looking around at the street lamps and shops on both sides, except for the laughter of young women who give up on themselves like brass bells, and the unbridled laughter of men when they change glasses, you can no longer find the prosperity of the past.

Walked to the place where Phoenix and I, as well as Xiao Qi lived together, here in the previous fire, turned into ruins, and at this moment, this ruin is gone, what appeared in front of me is a small independent building that is not large, said to be a small building, in fact, it is both short and dilapidated.

An old man who looked very plainly dressed sat quietly on the short staircase, holding a cigarette stick in his mouth, and smoking a cigarette.

He smoked a cigarette in his mouth, but his eyes were staring at me all the time, with three points of curiosity and seven points of caution in his eyes.

From his vicissitudes and slightly desperate eyebrows, I could feel a kind of attachment to the present and despair for the future.

Perhaps, he had children.

Perhaps, that child is still healthy, sunny.

Perhaps, that child is working hard, planning to make enough money, open a shop, marry a daughter-in-law, have a child, and the family will be together peacefully, not seeking to be rich and expensive, just to be fed and clothed, if you can have a little spare money, add a piece of clothes to your daughter-in-law, and send the child to the adventurer's academy for two days, it would be the best.

However, the cruel reality, if a sledgehammer, shatters the dream as fragile as a mirror.

In the end, the old man could only find a piece of ruins, find some sticks, find some nails, and knock and beat to build a place that could barely shelter from the wind and rain.

Usually hard work, in order to survive in the troubled times, only after the night falls, everything is calm, he let go of the hanging heart, take out the cigarette stick, sit quietly on the steps, in the white smoke and the sound of clicking, enjoy a moment of peace that belongs only to himself.

Thinking of this, I may understand a little why the old man's eyes are full of curiosity and more guarded.

Because I carry a knife.

Walking on the street with weapons, except for adventurers, there are only women who are desperate to find their cheating husbands.

The old man is very old and has seen a lot, especially the turmoil that happened not long ago, which he remembers vividly, so he has to be wary when facing an adventurer like me.

Maybe it's because he not only wants to save his old life, but also to keep this hard-won little family.

......

......

I didn't think about why I did this, and I didn't think about the consequences of doing it, maybe it was an impulse, or maybe it was a sudden attachment to my former home.

I approached the old man, reached into my arms, and in his frightened eyes, I took out a handful of silver and copper coins, and handed them over.

The old man didn't move, he was in a daze, and his cloudy and old eyes flashed with incomprehensible light.

He did not understand why a stranger gave him money.

He didn't dare to take it, for fear that the next moment, the stranger would be furious because of his action of taking the money, and pull out a knife to kill.

But he didn't dare not take it, because he couldn't figure out whether the young man wanted to give him money or just wanted to tease him.

He hesitated, his hands trembling, his lips trembling, even the cigarette stick in his mouth trembling.

I sighed softly, and as soon as I reached out, I pulled open his coat pocket, and gently placed the coin in his pocket, but a few coins were drawn from the side and landed on the dilapidated staircase made of wooden planks with a dull sound.

"Take," I said.

The old man shuddered, hurriedly withdrew his hand, and subconsciously lowered his head, only to find that many coins were rolling out of his broken pockets, and kept falling on the planks next to him, and on the dirt beneath them.

"Thanks, thanks...... Yes, I'm sorry" The old man no longer knew whether to thank him or apologize first.

For the stranger in front of him gave him a lot of money, but it fell to the ground because of his negligence, and this kind of behavior, in his eyes, was no different from soiling the clothes of a nobleman, and could be condemned to death.

He frantically picked up the coins that had fallen on the ground, like a lost ant, constantly searching for the smell of his companion.

"Thank you, thank you......"

It took nearly twenty minutes to pick up the old man, and he looked around in a panic, looking for the shadow of the stranger who had given him money before.

At this moment, however, I was long gone, leaning against an inconspicuous wall not far away, peering at it all.

"Old man, what's wrong?" An old woman, with a trembling voice, pushed open the door.

Not only did her voice tremble, but even people trembled.

"There's a young man who gave me this ......," the old man carefully held the money in his hand and showed it to his wife.

It took a great deal of effort for the old woman to see clearly what the old man was holding in his hand, and she continued to say in a trembling voice: "Old man, what about the young man? ”

"Let's go," the old man looked around again, coughed, and said, "In a blink of an eye, it was gone." ”

"Old man," the old woman's voice was still trembling, but her voice was full of excitement: "You may be mistaken, it is not a young man, but our God of Creation, who sees us as pitiful and gives us this money. ”

Hearing this, I retracted my head and stopped looking.

"Why don't you look at it" a voice, sounding beside me, very low.

I sighed lightly and said in a deep voice: "If a country is very stable, then the poor who receive relief will think of the ruler of that country at first, and when the people of a country despair of the ruler, the poor who receive relief will only be grateful to God." ”

"So, do you think there is no hope for the country?"

"What do you think?" I turned my head, looked at the person next to me, and said, "Shan Yong." ”

"I think there is hope for this country."

Shan Yong was dressed in a military uniform and said confidently.

"Oh?" I laughed: "Reason? ”

"Because my master hasn't given up on this country yet," Shan Yong said, looking at me seriously, and said, "Isn't it?" ”

I looked at him, and after more than ten seconds, I smiled slightly and said, "You're right." ”

With that, walking in the direction of the slum, Shan Yong immediately followed quickly, parallel to me.

I looked ahead and whispered, "What kind of lab is it during this time, what's going on?" ”

"There is no movement for the time being" Shan Yong said: "But not long ago, a batch of materials was sent into the border forest, I am afraid that it was used to support Achilles and the second young master." ”

"This Carter Scott, what the hell does he want to do?" I frowned slightly and exhaled heavily.

Shan Yong shook his head and said, "I don't know, and I also asked someone to inquire, whether it is in the palace, or in the neighborhood, or even in casinos and prostitution halls, there is no news related to it." ”

"It must not be a good thing to seal it so strictly" I sneered: "Since you can't find it, don't check it, anyway, he will always show his tail one day." ”

(End of chapter)