38 getting stronger?
"Getting stronger?"
Lying on my side, I was stunned for a moment, and I sat cross-legged on the futon.
"Yes, human beings always like to pursue the light of the strong, as fearless as moths to fire. Getting stronger should be a good option. ”
Uncle Fang touched his chin and said, "That's reasonable, isn't it?" He said.
"Speaking of getting stronger."
Hearing Uncle Fang's words, I silently looked at my calf.
The swelling on the calf has slowly subsided, and even if Dr. Ye's medicine is really effective, it is impossible for the wound to heal so quickly.
On top of that, I remember the injuries I had suffered in the toilet yesterday. Those cracks, those bruises, but they were completely healed after a night's sleep.
"Uncle Fang, didn't you and Grandpa turn on me last time? My body seems to have gotten a little weird lately, is it because of what you've done? ”
I looked at Uncle Fang and asked with a puzzled expression.
"The body is getting weird? I don't know. I just help you inherit the divinity of your ancestors, regardless of after-sales service. ”
Uncle Fang is like those barefoot doctors, who only treat diseases and do not work, and completely shirk the responsibility.
"But the divinity of your Zongzheng family should still be quite powerful. After all, I brought it. ”
Uncle Fang quickly muttered in a low voice, as for the latter words, I didn't hear them clearly at all, so I didn't pay too much attention to it.
As long as it's not harmful to me, there's no need to think about it too much.
"I've never seen such an unreliable god as you."
Sighing, the recent consecutive bad luck has also increased the number of times I sigh a lot. My life was supposed to be ordinary, but it was a mess because of the inexplicable madness of the god of love.
Could it be that when the gods stomp their feet, humans really have to shake three times?
"Uncle Fang, it's really troublesome, right? Whether it's chasing girls or getting stronger, isn't there an easier way? ”
I was already a little disappointed in the future, so I hugged the back of my head and asked the other uncle.
"There is no easy situation in the world, how can there be free time in the world? You can't do anything like this. Back then, your ancestors were completely different from you, and they worked very hard every day. ”
"Uncle Fang, do you still know the ancestor of my family?"
I was slightly stunned, and I heard the implicit meaning of Uncle Fang's words.
"Hmm... It's kind of an acquaintance.。。 Although your ancestor was a white-eyed wolf, he was still a very good man, much better than you are now. ”
Uncle Fang's eyes slowly deepened, as if he was reminiscing about the past.
It's just that he can casually say that the ancestors of other people's families are white-eyed wolves, which is really casual. Don't gods ever consider the feelings of others? How can a "little white-eyed wolf" like me communicate with him?
"Otherwise, Uncle Fang, can you help me become stronger?"
I looked at the stubble on Uncle Fang's chin and suddenly asked.
If Uncle Fang is really some kind of god, there must be some good way to help me become stronger. Although I don't have too much desire to become stronger, there will always be strong dreams in men's hearts.
What's more, even if you can't attract girls when you become stronger, at least you can ensure that you don't get bullied.
"Huh? Do you want to worship me as a teacher? ”
Uncle Fang buckled his nose and flicked the boogers into my family's broken temple again.
"Not really."
The corners of my eyes twitched. I never thought of worshipping him as a teacher, but now that I see his indecent appearance, I even have the mood to ask him for advice.
"Of course you can help you get stronger, but I have a request."
Uncle Fang didn't care about my answer, patted his legs cross-legged, and straightened up to look at me.
Now he is much more serious than just now, and it all gives me a dream-like illusion of his indiscretion just now.
"What requirements?"
I looked at Uncle Fang suspiciously, and I always felt that things were not simple.
"First of all, you have to change your name to me, you can't call Uncle Fang anymore, my age is at most your brother."
Uncle Fang sat cross-legged with his hands on his legs, staring at my eyes very seriously.
Brother?! Uncle Fang, are you my brother at most? Look at you, don't you pick out a lot of boogers, and you have pulled out all the brains! The area of your head called shame has all been picked out and bounced off little by little!
"Unacceptable, negative." I simply refused.
"Hmm."
Uncle Fang uttered a meaningful tone, and after a while, he said:
"Anyway, I'm your elder, right?"
"Well, this should be."
I nodded. I don't want to admit it, but the likes of the "gods" should be older than me, so they are also my elders.
"Since I'm your elder, you're going to give me an honorific title."
Uncle Fang said again.
"Uh... It's not impossible to add an honorific title. ”
Uncle Fang is right, but I always feel that there is something weird, and I feel that I am jumping into a pit unconsciously.
"In that case, it's easy to do."
Uncle Fang grinned, revealing his neat and white teeth, and then said to me generously:
"Come, call Daddy to me."
"Your sister!! Is the honorific title of the elder such a thing as Dad? ”
Hearing Uncle Fang's inexplicable request, I subconsciously shouted out the complaint in my heart.
The honorific title of a normal person's elders, will it be a special father!! This bastard god! You're here to make fun of me!
"Okay! Good son! ”
Uncle Fang clapped his hands, just like a villain with a good will, with a treacherous smile on his face.
"Bastard God! Don't just hear the word Dad! Listen to the whole sentence carefully! And who wants to be your son! Damn it! ”
If I had a brick in my hand now, I would definitely slap it on Uncle Fang's face without hesitation. If I had two bricks, I would shoot him left and right until he was paralyzed.
"Hahaha~ I don't want a son like you~"
Seeing me sitting on the futon with a black line, Uncle Fang on the wooden table smiled heartlessly, just like a child who had not grown up, just rolling around with his stomach in his arms.
I don't know what's funny, is it so fun to play with a pure teenage heart? What a bad taste!
"Uncle Fang, I don't want you to become stronger, you are not reliable at all."
With the resentment of being teased, I stood up and said to the other party's uncle with a displeased face. Originally, I just wanted to see if Uncle Fang would help, but I didn't expect him to be useless at all, and he kept mocking me.
"I'll go first, you can laugh slowly."
Glancing at Uncle Fang, who was laughing so much that tears were about to flow out, I shook my head and walked towards the outside of the broken temple.
I didn't get anything out of coming to the broken temple today, and my good mood became a little low because I was ridiculed. It's just more than worth the loss, and I wouldn't have come if I had known.
Kicking the fallen leaves off the floor with one kick, I vented these irritations on the leaves that had nothing to do with me.
It's just that when I was about to walk out of the ruined temple, Uncle Fang suddenly stopped me.
"Zong Zheng Si Chen."
"What?"
He turned around angrily and looked at Uncle Fang who was standing at the wooden table. I don't understand what nasty things this boogers god is going to say to me.
Now in my mind, he has become a nasty elder. It's just like a rotten adult, it's disgusting.
"Zongzheng Si Chen, I didn't give you any advice just now, and I was still talking to myself, not caring about your feelings. You must think I'm a person right now, right? ”
For some reason, Uncle Fang, who was smiling, actually guessed what I was thinking, which made me feel a little flustered.
"But I want to tell you that 99 percent of the people in the world are rotten people like me. Even yourself, it's just that you don't realize it. ”
Uncle Fang said his strange opinions, which made me dislike him even more.
"But what. Whether I'm a rotten person, or other rotten people, I accept my ordinary self and work hard to change myself, but I don't have too much fantasy to live desperately.
It's like when you told me that you don't want to kill the god of love, you want to replace it and save the world. At that time, I was really shocked by what you said. ”
Uncle Fang smiled softly, as if he was really my elder. Although I still dislike him in my heart, that disgust has inexplicably decreased a little.
"You're so kind, so beautiful that I am amazed. But.. Zong Zheng Si Chen, you must know that there is a price to be paid for insisting on kindness. ”
After a pause, in my confused sight, a faint blood mist slowly gushed out from Uncle Fang's right hand; This is probably Uncle Fang's ability as a god, right?
But what kind of god is Uncle Fang? This kind of foul-smelling blood mist is really terrifying and terrifying.
The blood mist that poured out of his hand enveloped the fallen idol little by little. When the blood mist was retracted, the statue was restored to its original form. Even the pranks I played when I was a child (burning the hair of the idol) were all erased.
I looked at the idol in amazement, wondering why such an ugly ability could actually make up for the broken.
Uncle Fang patted the non-existent ash on his hand, and then said to me with a smile:
"Si Chen, since you sincerely want to be a kind person, then you should run with all your strength and cross all the obstacles that stand in your kindness one by one. You must remember that you will only be stronger when you are firmly looking ahead. ”
I opened my mouth in surprise, and watched in amazement as Uncle Fang burrowed into the black hole and left, and I muttered to myself:
"Only... When looking firmly ahead. Is it when I get stronger? ”
With the reflection of the other uncle's last sentence, I, who had been unable to walk away for a long time, had a good impression of him for some reason.
The ruined temple, where I was the only one left, was so peaceful that it was reassuring.
Actually, Uncle Fang is not a rotten person, right?
I don't understand.