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For the first time, at least in the boy's memory, he had seen the leaves slowly turn yellow until they withered and fell. After all, the north of Daisetsuzan is covered with blue pines with blue-blue needles, and the year-round leaves make the seasons change very blurry except in winter.

The cold autumn wind did not bring the boy a hint of coolness, and he lifted the hood of his trench coat, revealing a slightly wooden and immature face. Without looking at his visibly youthful face, no one would think he was just a fifteen-year-old boy. He was too tall and averaged among battlefield hunters who specialized in frontal defense. If he grows taller before he becomes an adult, he may become a humanoid tower.

Before leaving, he was told not to cause trouble, but his overly tall figure always attracted attention in the downtown area. The boy felt the gaze of the people around him, and put his hood back on, the brim of which was lowered a little.

"Mother-in-law, do you know where this address is?" The boy fumbled for a note from his pocket and asked an old lady selling dates on the side of the road.

The old lady shook her head, indicating that she could not read, and he read the address again in embarrassment.

"Beiqu Hutong." The old man nodded lightly and pointed with his backhand, "It's over there." She reminded again, "Take care of your shoes and socks, that road is not easy to walk." ”

The North Canal is an aqueduct that has been petitioned by the people for a long time, and it was started for a while in the past few years, but it was shelved in a hurry. The City Lord's Mansion did not have the funds to support such a massive project, and the Hunters' Guild had little interest in such unrewarded commissions.

The unfinished canal caused great inconvenience to the people living along the route, and every time it rained, the entire canal and the surrounding land would become muddy and difficult to settle. The boy only made a few turns, and the entire shoe and trouser cuff were glued to the thick mud.

"What the hell is this place?" He grumbled quietly. Low-lying cisterns are good seepage outlets, and all the foundations in this alley, or even within a radius of several kilometers around the canal, can be eroded by the current. When the boy walked on the road, he always felt that the courtyard walls on the left and right were in danger and might collapse at any time.

He is not afraid of being hit by the wall, but it is not good to be considered the initiator of the tearing down of the courtyard wall. Fortunately, the terrible journey was coming to an end, and the young man stopped in front of a deserted courtyard, carefully scereging the number on the door.

"Knock knock." He knocked on the thin wooden door, "Dust? ”

"Who is it?" From the depths of the courtyard came the languid voice of another teenager.

"Me, Luciu." The tall boy's eyes were a little hot and moist.

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Half a month has passed since a few people flew back to Golden Feather City, and under the voluntary diagnosis and treatment of the trade union, and the wonderful medicine brought back by the black hunters from time to time, the injuries of the teenagers have gradually improved.

The big bear, which could not be quiet for a long time, pestered Luo Pingyang every day to learn the method of agreement, and as soon as the old hunter was free, they stayed in the union's training ground all day. It is difficult to find a wide enough field to practice archery in the city, so the girl Shentu Miaoling has been running outside the city every day recently, leaving early and returning late, and she is very diligent. Jia Xiao and Nie Xiaoyang are nowhere to be found every day, but looking at the bags of snacks that the two of them brought back after wandering around every day, they know that they must be teenagers.

Uncle Harder only stayed at the people's house for two or three days, during which time little Eru Caidou became everyone's care for the wounded and sick. However, the old hunter had to return to the guild to resume his life, and I don't know what kind of punishment was waiting for him, so when old Harder proposed to leave, no one was surprised.

Therefore, in the huge courtyard, only Feng Chen was left. Little Orion's leg injury is not yet complete, and he needs to rely on a wheelchair to move most of his life on weekdays. But the union doctor told him to take some time out of his legs every day to speed up the healing and return to the hunting ground as soon as possible.

But a few days ago, it rained in Jinyu City, and this area became muddy and difficult to walk because of the waste canal, and on such a road, even people with nimble legs and feet had to fall when walking, let alone people like him who were seriously injured and just recovering from injuries. Therefore, Feng Chen decided to steal a day of leisure, so he lay in a wheelchair in the courtyard and basked in the sun. The young man has been tired from many days of injury life, and in this small courtyard, in addition to the inconvenience of his legs and feet, the rest is many times better than the training camp.

But this expression turned into "malaise" in Lu Xiu's eyes, and the child companion in front of him had not seen him for more than a month, and he had already ended up paralyzed and depressed, which made the big man panic, and he pointed to the other party's wheelchair and said in shock: "You, you...... How did it come to this? ”

"Oh, not as serious as you think." Feng Chen smiled, struggling to get up from the wheelchair, "I'm a little injured, it's almost fine." ”

Seeing the dust boy staggering forward, the big man hurriedly supported him and carried him back into the wheelchair: "Don't be reckless, you haven't been good yet." ”

"When you get used to sitting on it, you don't have any strength in your legs." "But according to the union doctor, my bones should have grown." ”

The big man naturally grabbed the handrail of the young man's wheelchair and pushed him back into the courtyard, and after seeing that the dust had recovered well, Lu Xiu gradually recovered from the sudden panic to the joy of seeing each other.

"Scared me, it's okay." The big man followed Dust's instructions and parked his wheelchair at a stone table in the courtyard.

There is nothing in the dilapidated small courtyard that can entertain guests, and it is not convenient for such an injured person to serve tea and pour water. However, the two have been friends since childhood, but no one mentioned this stubble.

"So, how did you find me?" The old god of sealing the dust is lying down like a rocking chair in the wheelchair on the ground.

"Uncle Morin is the head deacon of the Hunters' Guild, and it is not difficult to find someone in this Golden Feather City." Lu Xiu's words carried sincere respect for that short and pompous official, "What's more, your airship records have to pass through his hands, and it didn't take much effort for Uncle to find your residence." ”

"Looks like you're doing well with the chief deacon." Feng Chen laughed, "Has he ever bullied you?" ”

"Nope." Lu Xiu returned to the familiar state of silence and silence of the little Orion, "He was nice to me and taught me a lot about dragonmen. ”

"He's a dragonman too?" Sealed dust was taken aback.

"Not really, but Uncle Morin...... I know a lot, and I'm very good at imparting. "A person who can sit in the position of chief deacon must have an unfathomable accumulation, and Merlin has too many opportunities to come into contact with the core inheritance of the dragon race.