At nine or ten o'clock in the evening, the nightlife of the big city has just begun. For Tongcheng, a small third- and fourth-tier city in the interior of Zhongzhou, there is basically no nightlife.

At this time of the night, the streets of the city are already empty, no longer noisy, and fall into silence early, quiet like a quiet and beautiful small village in the late martial era.

There are occasionally a few pedestrians on the road, all of whom are in a hurry. After another ten minutes, maybe half an hour, there was not even a ghost in sight on the road, the quiet street, dark, quiet and a little weird, normal people would not wander in this environment.

However, there will always be abnormal people, only to see a slow and leisurely, walking step by step drunkard, still wandering on the empty street, the smell of alcohol on his body can be smelled from afar.

In Tongcheng at this time, the weather is still relatively cool at night, and there are people wearing cotton jackets on the road. This person is also big-hearted, and on such a cold day, he wears a thin black jacket with some inexplicable letters printed on the jacket, which looks like a punk style, and wears a pair of worn-out blue jeans underneath, typical of student party attire.

Take a closer look, this young man has scattered hair, quite a hairstyle style called "Kill Matt" before the big break, and the long scattered hair blocks most of the young man's face, and he can't see what he looks like. The small half of the left cheek leaked out vaguely, full of decadence and frustration. . .

The only leaking left eye can tell that this is a young man, but from this eye, it is only gray, lost, annoyed, hateful, powerless, and decadent, and there is no bit of yang, cheerfulness, self-confidence, and optimism that young people should have.

Xiao Young looks about 20 years old, this age is the best and most carefree time in his life, not like him, lifeless, as if abandoned by the whole world.

A look of being born without love, dying early and surpassing life, looking like being targeted by the whole world and not approaching the living!

After another hour or so, the young man staggered and stumbled all the way in front of a low and dilapidated house, and then heard only a "coo-dong" sound, and there was no movement.

"Xiao Chen?", "Xiao Chen", are you back, Xiao Chen?", in the low house, a soft voice whispered.

After two or three minutes, a gentle footstep slowly changed from light to heavy, and with a "squeak", the mottled red lacquered wooden door of the house slowly pushed open from the inside, and out came a dignified and classic-looking woman wearing a woolen jacket.

"Xiao Chen!", "Wake up, Xiao Chen",

"It's so cold on the ground, get up quickly, don't freeze and catch a cold."

After calling the old man for a long time, Xiao Young did not react at all, lying on the cold concrete floor, sleeping like a dead pig.

"Hey, poor child, it's really bitter for you", the voice fell, and regardless of the dirty and unpleasant smell of the young man's vomit, rotten vegetable leaves, and black mud, the dignified and elegant woman in front of him was not the slightest bit impatient.

Gently lifted the young man's drunken body and helped him to the living room. It took a while for the two to move into the bathroom in the living room.

Raising her hand to wipe the sweat on her forehead, the woman frowned, and the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes added a bit of her unique charm.

"Alas, in a few years, Aunt Tang will be old and won't be able to move you. Xiaochen, you have to cheer up quickly!".

After speaking, the loving eyes looked at the young man, his face was full of pity and distress, and there was not even a penny of boredom.

took off Ye Chen's dirty coat and pants, threw them into the basket in the bathroom, turned on the faucet, tested the water temperature, picked up the towel on the side and soaked it, wrung it out vigorously, and gently wiped it on the young man's weak body.

It is not difficult to see from this skillful action that Aunt Tang has not done these things once or twice, and she has no extra movements or superfluous words except for her loving eyes throughout the whole process.

After a long time, he gently picked up the somewhat thin young man and paced step by step to the young man's room. Gently put him down, tucked the futon for him, and turned his head to see that Ye Chen had already begun to snore.

"This kid", smiled helplessly, "Xiaochen, don't drink so much next time, drinking too much wine is not good for your health." Auntie is gone, there is soup I boiled in the bedside thermos cup, and there is quenching grass in it, you have to remember to drink it when you wake up."

"Alas, I'm old, and I don't know how many years I can take care of Xiao Chen", he shook his head helplessly, closed the door and walked out of Xiao Chen's room gently.

"Brother Yu, how long do you think it will take us to get out of this damn place!", about a hundred meters away from the small house, a low and sinister man complained impatiently.

"Silence! It is our blessing to be able to do things for adults, and no matter how many people ask for a task, that is, you and my brother can only take on this task if they are in the eyes of adults. This mission has been successfully completed and done beautifully, you and I may soon break through to the Martial Venerable Realm, and when the time comes, we will be ranked as elders in the sect, wouldn't we be able to have whatever we want, and be happy and happy! What is it to suffer this little grievance now!".

Before the gloomy voice could finish speaking, it was interrupted by a stern man's voice on the side. When I got closer, it was a man with a black armor and a blood-colored God of War mask on his face.

The tall and mighty body made everyone who saw him feel nervous, and then when they saw the hideous and terrifying blood-colored mask, their hearts couldn't help but tighten.

The gloomy man on his right hand was also dressed in the same way, about the same size as the man, strong and mighty.

"Hehe, I'm just complaining, this stinky boy doesn't have a few days to live. The man with a gloomy voice replied with a dry smile.

"If you dare to mislead the adult, I'll be the first to kill you!", the mighty man on the left said in a stern warning.

"Don't dare, don't dare!, hehe!", the man on the right returned with a dry smile. There seemed to be a swallowing sound in his throat, as if he thought of something terrible, and turned back.

"Hmph!", the man on the left snorted coldly, and there was no sound except for the sound of the wind passing by. At this time, looking at the dark corner of the street, there was not half a figure! except for a few fallen leaves swept up by the cool breeze, there was nothing else.

It was late at night, and the entire copper city had fallen completely silent. There was no sound in this small house that had made a little noise just now, and the whole city seemed to fall into a deep sleep with the disappearance of this sound.