Among the retro castle-like buildings, there is a winding path. On the path, there is a man wearing a cape, leather boots, and a small hat, like an aristocratic old man who walked out dozens of centuries ago, leading a little boy who looks like he is four or five years old and wears a black sleeved jacket.

The two of them seemed to have just had lunch, their faces were calm and their steps were leisurely.

The old man's voice was as dressed as he was, with the vicissitudes and old age of dozens of centuries ago, "In the past, there were nobles, paupers, kings, princesses, and of course, warriors with swords, drunken sailors, and ......."

The little boy's crisp voice, with the vigor of life, interrupted the old man who was walking slightly hunched, "Did you eat cake before?" ”

The old man didn't think it was at all, his cloudy eyes were full of pampering, "Of course, it's not like these machine toys are synthesized now, these disgusting butterscotch mash, the cakes in the past, are made by people, although on the surface, they are not as delicate as these gadgets now, but when they are eaten, they are exceptionally sweet and delicious, and you can clearly feel that the people respect and respect you, that kind of taste, is the Creator's gift to the noblest people in the world, rightfully ......"

The little boy's eyes lit up, "I want to go back to the old days and taste it." ”

The old man laughed, but his voice was not good, even a little harsh.

The old man sighed softly, "Yes, but the old days were not easy, there are warriors and heroes in this land, there is hypocrisy and timidity, cowardice is not enough, there are noble people under this world, naturally there are stupid and lowly people, they can't hear the slightest wind, can't see the slightest wave, so they can only honestly kneel on the ground, enjoy the life given to them by noble people, and offer their praise and respect to the noble......

But the hypocrisy is different, they disguise themselves as disgusting, they recite disgusting lies, and behind the scenes they are doing some beast-like things......"

As if frightened by the old man's last tone, the little boy's eyes were as bright as jewels, but the old man did not notice it, and his words were like hatred that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

"But those stupid and lowly people believe the boundless lies of the hypocrites, and they no longer revere the heroes, but they kneel at the feet of the hypocrites, and follow the hypocrites, and they all recite those vomiting lies, and they also become that vomiting appearance, and the heroes and warriors are redefined by the hypocrites, and the land is sprinkled with the blood of real heroes and warriors......"

The little boy seemed to have come back to his senses, looking at the familiar old man in front of him with big jewel-like eyes, and his heart was inexplicably stable.

The little boy asked the old man beside him with innocence and milky voice, "Then why don't the heroes kill them all?" ”

The old man was obviously not surprised by this question, and the doting color in his eyes became stronger, "The heroes are weak, but the hypocrites control the entire continent, so the heroes are hunted down by the whole continent, some heroes would rather die than escape, and die with the hypocrites, and some heroes are burdened with humiliation and hidden in the group of stupid and lowly cowards, you must know that this kind of taste, for the heroes, is far more uncomfortable than death!"

The heroes survived and disappeared, and the hypocrites, believing that all the heroes of this continent had died, finally tore through the mask of hypocrisy and revealed their filthy faces!

They obviously do not have the nobility of heroes, like a pig that has been hungry for a long time, ugly and ugly, eating fat brains, rolling melons and round, and the cowardly, worthy of their stupid and lowly nature, although they regret it in their hearts, they dare not show the slightest dissatisfaction, and can only use their lost lives and dignity to repay the betrayal. And the heroes, who stand by and take it for granted. ”

The little boy nodded, as if taking it for granted.

The old man smiled, his voice full of fanaticism and pride, "Finally, the cowardice of the cowardly, the forbearance of the heroes, made the hypocrites completely let their guard down, they fought for a territory, they quarreled over women and offerings, they no longer recited those disgusting long poems all the time, but lay in the arms of women all day long, drank red wine, listened to the praise of the lowly, watched the performances of the slaves, drunk and dreamed of death.

And among the heroes who endured humiliation, finally, a great hero was born! The disgusting light and length of the hypocrites cannot stop the slightest sword in the hand of this hero, the women and wine of the cowardly, all temptations, and the same can not lose the ambition of this hero! The hero walked forward step by step, and the whole continent was bloody and rainy. After many years, heroes have finally ruled the world again! ”

The little boy's expression was also fanatical and excited, excitedly waving a small hand clenched into a fist, and exclaiming, "Wow! ”

When the two of them reached the end of the path, there was a long staircase leading to a magnificent castle with guards standing at the steps.

The guard knelt on the ground and saluted, and the old man took the little boy's little hand, climbed the stairs, and continued to say in a pure and seductive manner, "In the future, you will also encounter all kinds of temptations, dazzling and seductive women, bright red and crystal wine, and the flattery of the lowly...... At that time, you must keep your heart. ”

The little boy nodded obediently, then tilted his head and asked, "Who is that big hero?" Will I be able to meet him? ”

The old man burst into laughter again, but there was a bit of pride and solemnity in his voice, "Of course, my future, Wang!" ”

At the end of the steps, there is a magnificent castle, the gate of the castle has already been opened, and the nobles who are more or less dressed like the old man bow down in unison, "Welcome to the ancestors!" Greetings to His Royal Highness! ”

The little boy was startled, hid behind the old man, poked out his little head, and looked at the strange nobles in this castle that was not unfamiliar with it with a pair of red jewel-like eyes.

The old man laughed, his fangs clearly visible.

A handsome aristocrat looked at this little boy who was a little afraid of life with more pampering than respectful eyes, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

The old man waved his hand, and one by one the nobles got up, and the old man took the little boy's hand and walked towards the castle step by step.

Suddenly, the old man's footsteps paused, the cloudiness in his eyes faded, and the essence swelled, and suddenly he turned his head and looked in the direction of the entrance of the castle.

At the entrance to the castle, not quite suitable, there was a gust of wind blowing.