I don't remember exactly how I got dragged away. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I just remember the scene when the dark rain drenched the red palm trees like a tropical rainforest, and made the woods, which were already full of ringworm, damp, and the ants shuttling through the woods, and the birds flying into the gloomy sky, as they used to be, but I really couldn't move anymore.

"Buzz...... Buzz ......"

I was really tired, I didn't feel the strength to move anymore, from the exhaustion of my body, coupled with the deep call from the bottom of the soul, it was like a hypnotic demon, but I don't know how long I had been wandering in such a lost world.

It's like the reed leaf floating in the rainstorm, I don't know when it will get wet, drowned in the boiling river, and there is no trace of its existence.

Maybe the so-called traces are only because I remember me as a person.

I remember that since I was very young, my family was not very good, and since then, my parents have started the so-called war that I don't know what the name is, maybe because of work, maybe because of food, but apart from this, my parents are always preaching their hatred to me, telling themselves how difficult it is, how hateful the other party is, I just persuade them again and again, as for why I started to persuade them I can't tell.

However, every now and then, my parents are always urging me to study with his merits and hard work, they think that this is the most natural thing, although I don't know what it has to do with it, but I still work hard according to their goals, I thought that everything would be better in this way, but my parents finally left.

I was only eight years old.

But the sense of displacement from the whole world still made me deeply experience.

Time passed day by day, but that sadness did not start with a divorce bit by bit, but surrounded me, and there were always people talking about it.

So I always pretend that normal people are smiling, but in fact, I know that this is just self-deception, and I thought that I could continue like this, but in the end, I found that it was all in vain, waiting for the year I graduated from junior high school.

I decided to go out and do something by myself.

But in the face of such a cruel world, I don't know what to do, my mother once reminded me whether to continue to study, of course, I also planned to do so, but the cruel reality will always approach me step by step, and in the end, my mother is sick, and the illness is so serious.

The departure of relatives and friends, the separation of friends, my father, all the people I once thought were important, perhaps, I am probably the only one standing there at that moment.

In the end, my mother died, of course, she didn't commit suicide, but because she couldn't pay for medical treatment, she just let people die of natural causes in the end, at that moment, I looked at the white sheets in the distance, what I felt, I don't know anymore, but I can always feel the deep reality.

Since then, I have done many things, moving bricks on construction sites, working as a waiter in a restaurant, working at heights, sleeping on the road at night, sleeping in alleys, and even sleeping on cement pipes at minus 20 degrees, but at that time I also felt that this world was not so bad, but I saw it deeply.

"In the end, what separates human beings is not the distance between life and death, but the heart that is unwilling to be frank in order to maintain the so-called self-esteem."

"Huh?" A voice rang in my ears like this.

Let yourself want to struggle, sit up, but whether it is because of the rumbling sound, or the musty smell between the snorts, I don't know.

He struggled to prop himself up with his hands, and then opened his blurred eyes, only to see a room that seemed to be filled with a thick musty smell.

Not just the people who lay on the ground and couldn't get up, but also the thick medicinal gas that evaporated from the stove in the middle of the room, the kind of thing that knew what it was at the slightest question.

"Are you awake?" The voice still rang in his ears, but he didn't realize where it was.

I tried to look around, only to see the blue-haired woman in front of me smiling, holding a spoon and feeding herself.

"Where am I?" I subconsciously responded.

Looking around, the tattered wall, coupled with the color of the canvas, although there is a roof above the head, but more, I am afraid that it is still necessary to rely on the canvas to block the rain, such a place is said to be a house, but it is better to say that it is a high-end tent, because the house and the outside, there is not even a door, and even the faint rainwater is still seeping in, but it is wrapped in the tent cloth, and it is not directly made the inside and outside of the house the same.

"This is the Candir barracks." The woman said this to herself very kindly.

"Candir Barracks?" I muttered silently.

And through the humble window, I looked out from afar.

The rain was pouring down in the sky, and the white curtains of light in the sky that made people palpitate flickered, bringing the roaring thunder.

Outside, the warriors who didn't know who they were were naked, letting out bursts of angry roars, as if they were doing training.

"That's General Aston training with people."

"Aston?" I was babbling like this, but I realized that I didn't know what he was talking about.

Forget it, this kind of thing......

But the woman was clearly explaining what she was saying.

"Yes, General Aston is one of the best people here who dares to go toe-to-toe with the orcs." As she spoke, she looked into the past,

Orcs? What the hell is this, I ...... I tried to think about the past, but I found that my head felt like mush, and trying to think about it made my head hurt as if it had been torn.

"Oh, okay, don't think about it if you can't think about it, here are all living people found from the wilderness like you, all tired......" she said this, like a sad saint, but the look that changed her face in an instant made her a little unable to react.

She looked at a figure outside but said fiercely, and even threw the bowl directly to herself, if she didn't catch it, I'm afraid that this bowl of food that I don't know what is in it will be spilled directly on my body.

"I said, big brother, don't move another useless person here with your unlucky kindness." She didn't even turn her head back behind her back, so she said fiercely to the canvas-wrapped door.

The woman's voice was originally very good, although it was not special, but at least it was gentle, especially the faint blue hair added charm to her, but at this moment, it was like a tigress accusing the man in front of her.

"Useless? How is it useless? I think he's quite clever in fights. ”

The man outside came in from the outside, a mild young man, wearing a blue shirt over his body, although it was not very good-looking, but at least it was much stronger than his own mummy suit.

"Clever has a fart, what kind of place is this, no matter how bad it is, it's a military camp! There is no shortage of clever people here, there are some old sturdy people outside the door who don't fish for the house, it's good that such a big child didn't let him sleep on the streets, living in the house, if it weren't for you, the old lady would have slapped this person to death who said this. "This woman doesn't seem to be worried, anyway, the person they are talking about is herself.

"But he's not an ordinary man." The young man seemed to smile to himself, as if to show that I didn't care about everything.

Not the average person? This word is really described in me, it feels like it's the first time, after all, I've always been an ordinary person, and I really can't remember what is special about me.

"Not an ordinary person? I can't see it," he said as if he was looking at a toy, and directly picked up his arm, then looked at it wantonly, and said: "How do you look at it, how can you be an ordinary child, just can fight,

It's just a better militia...... Again? What else? ”

"Hey, hey!" The young man seemed to be very proud, "He's a bard......"

When this sentence came out, not only did the woman in front of her seem to look at herself dumbfounded, but even the people around him who were also injured but woke up also looked at themselves a little dumbfounded, and even they were a little dumbfounded? Minstrel?

When was this?

But this woman is obviously not a fool, so she smiled at herself, "hahahaha......" is not at all like the gentleness of his appearance, but more like a shrew.

"So big, bard? You're, aren't you? ”

"Yes, bard, the regular army usually has such an entourage, saying that it can bring a good name to themselves or something." The man said very leisurely, ignoring what the man was saying.

This kind of ignoring the same explanation made the woman very angry, pointed at me, and said with some impatience and some thought.

"What did you groan about when you were so big?"

Yes, if I want to say something, then there is only a white-headed poem, and then there is a lewd poem...... There are a lot of them, and this woman seems to be very unconvinced.

"Why not, when you come, there is still that...... Right...... If I had wings......" The man seemed to think with great difficulty, and finally looked at himself and said, "Yes! If I had wings, I would have to fly something......"

The woman looked at him like this, smiled very "hahaha", and said: "He's so big, it's already interesting that I didn't let him roll immediately, and there are wings?" You think you're an angel? has wings, I really can't even make up a lie, you can take him with you......"

"There really is......," the man said.

"Really, you let him chant a try......"

Groan a try? If you try this, you think it's lewd, but the person in front of you seems to think it makes sense, so he said to himself.

"Yes, you chant one, let him see ......"

The man looked at himself as if he was very confident, and he looked at himself like this, so that he didn't care.

"What am I moaning...... You always have a ......" I looked at the person in front of me with a smile, and I didn't want his kindness to be in vain.

After all, it seems that this man brought himself here, although I don't know what the process is, but it is obvious that those words are directed towards him, although I don't know what the situation is, but it is not good for such a person to veto him directly, this is like a person who gives you a basin of water to drink, and you are always embarrassed to go back and give someone a slap.

"I don't even know what to chant ......" Originally, the woman wanted to scold, but it was obvious that she was a little blindfolded, after all, there was an inherent concept that was bothering him.

"You just chant ......" The man also seemed a little confused, looked around and thought that there seemed to be nothing to chant around him, don't ordinary bards always find a great person to start chanting? There didn't seem to be anyone in the room around him who could be groaned, and this notion made him a little confused.

Originally, this man didn't want this person to chant anything, just say something at will, after all, not everyone in this continent can make up proper rhythmic poetry.

"Then you can just groan......"

Although Du Feng may not be able to memorize all the poems in elementary school, but such a disturbing sentence can be regarded as poetry, then he can chant more things, which is like a pile of snatching a turtle to guard a pile of stones and preparing to die, but suddenly one day this turtle found that he was guarding not stones but gold, so this result is not very fun.

Of course, this has nothing to do with the current situation, it's hard to say anything casually, but there are a bunch of gold nuggets of Tang poetry and Song lyrics, but it is obvious that what people who are fundamentally different from this group of cultures say Tang poetry and Song Ci, it is purely to play the piano to the cow......

"This ......" Du Feng was also a little difficult.

"All right, if you're a bard, you'll be fine with it, and you'll be on the march for me......" At this moment, a majestic voice suddenly came out of the pouring rain, and the voice that made him very uncomfortable suddenly made himself tremble a little, and such a voice was even more trembling than Hader.

"My lord, this is a bit abrupt......" the woman said, and even the man echoed it.

"It's okay, if you can't chant it when the time comes, Lao Tzu will directly take him to sacrifice the flag, and the effect will be the same!"

"This ......"

"Husband, if you can't even stick to your identity, then you don't have to stay in this world!" He looked at himself like a lion looking at him, and then said menacingly, "Huh? So many of my brothers don't live in a house, you live, it's better to give me a little benefit! ”

"Take it away for me!" He roared like this and took himself away with a rumble.

……

"I'll just say, healed, let him get out of here, this kid is really uninteresting, it's okay, bring Aston here......" The woman said with some complaints.

"How do I know......" the man said aggrieved. I thought it was you......"

"Me? Do you think I'm such a fierce person? You have to know that Aston is a spit and a nail, and you don't expect to beg him, but hope that what you say is true. The woman also seemed to be a little helpless, which made the man a little aggrieved.

"I ......" the man said as he took out his white robe from behind him, "that child is a good seedling, I thought he could still ......"

"So? You've hurt him, Cammy! Forget it, your brain may not be better than that child's......