Ye Kong quickly left the circus, and the dark and terrifying aura was a little unbearable for him, who had been in the grave all year round.

"Is he really Boss Zhao?" A trace of doubt flashed in Ye Kong's eyes.

Ignoring the dirty mud on the road, Ye Kong's pace quickened again and rushed towards the market town.

It wasn't until the corner that the sense of peeping and oppression disappeared, and he glanced back at the circus. The whole circus was gloomy, lifeless and unpopular.

"It's getting more and more interesting." The corners of Ye Kong's mouth hooked up with a smile.

Returning to the No. 8 market town, Ye Kong was not in a hurry to go home, but walked to Zhao's sundries. As soon as he came to the door, Ye Kong heard Zhao Fugui and Wang Meili chatting.

Both of them seem to be very excited today because they don't have to go to school in the future.

"Beauty, let me tell you, when the zombie rushed over to bite Ye Kong to death, I shouted loudly and directly recited the rumored Northern Emperor Mantra!" The little fat man bragged with his eyebrows fluttering.

"The Northern Emperor Curse? Can you recite the Northern Emperor Mantra? Wang Meili looked surprised.

"Of course, beautiful, I'll give you a paragraph - Seven Spirits Protection, Three Clears, Three Emperors Expelled. Heyiluo soldiers, 300,000 people, guarding the god camp. Behemoths, Tuwei Essence! ”

"Wow, Fugui is so powerful, what else would you not do?" Wang Meili applauded excitedly.

The little fat man smiled, his eyes were like water, he looked at Wang Meili seriously, and said a little shyly: "I won't leave you." ”

When Wang Meili heard this, her face turned red and she turned her head shyly.

I'm Cao! Ye Kong, who was standing outside the courtyard and eavesdropping, was shocked by this sassy operation, is this still the same Zhao Fugui who shouted "I'm not a pig"?

"Is there anything you wouldn't have?" Zhao Fugui asked expectantly.

Before Wang Meili could answer, Ye Kong suddenly walked in at this time. Wang Meili saw Ye Kong coming, and a trace of panic flashed in her expression, and then she looked at Zhao Fugui and said a little shyly: "I won't like you." ”

In an instant, the little fat man's excited and slightly expectant smile all froze on his face.

Barking!

The big yellow next to him wagged his tail, as if he understood what it meant, and tilted his head to look at the little fat man.

The dog's eyes were full of mockery.

Ahem. Ye Kong coughed a few times and said with a smile: "Fugui, have you seen your father, where did he go?" ”

The little fat man looked worried, waved his hand and said, "I don't know, he said that he was going to the shelter to do something, and he probably went to the shelter." ”

"Oh, you guys talk first." Ye Kong waved at the two of them and turned to leave.

Wang Meili on the side was about to open her mouth to talk to Ye Kong, but when she saw Ye Kong turn around and leave, she swallowed back the words to her lips and lowered her head silently.

Back at home, Ye Kong sat in the courtyard slightly bored.

Last night, there was a torrential rain, and the sunflowers in the corner of the wall seemed to have been hit hard, and the branches and leaves leaned against the earthen wall.

Ye Kong took out Boss Zhao's glass bottle, opened the cork and sniffed it, and found that it was indeed garlic juice.

"I wonder what happens to my garlic juice when it hits the palm of my left hand?" This idea suddenly popped into Ye Kong's mind.

Of course, it wasn't that he was bored and wanted to have fun, but that he wanted to test a guess.

Ye Kong's eyes flickered, spread out his left hand, held the glass bottle in his right hand and tilted it slightly, and poured out a drop of garlic juice onto the lines in the palm of his left hand.

A few breaths passed, and there was no change in his palm.

"Garlic can ward off evil spirits, and the garlic juice drips into my palm without any reaction, indicating that this ritual is probably benign." Ye Kong muttered in his mouth, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

The heart that has been hanging in the past few days can be regarded as being able to drop a little.

"Tomorrow is the official entry of Team X for training, and I really hope to come soon." Ye Kong rubbed the palm of his left hand.

He was looking forward to becoming a spiritual cultivator.

Soon it was noon, and Boss Zhao still didn't come back, so Ye Kong ran to the canteen in the market town to get some food.

This must have been his first visit to the canteen, the canteen in the market town was similar to the canteen in the Blackheart Factory, the floor was covered with grease, the walls were smoky yellow, and huge cockroaches with the thickness of arms crawled out from time to time, swishing forward like mice.

"Hey, old ghost Ding, I caught a big cockroach!"

"Yes, hurry up and make a fire, there is meat to eat at noon today!"

The cafeteria was bustling with people, many hungry and crazy, unable to afford food, and they could swallow cockroaches in their mouths when they caught them.

If you're lucky, you'll be able to catch a rat the size of a horse's face and a human head, and you'll be able to eat it for a few days.

Ye Kong just felt that these people were so hungry, why didn't they grab the canteen?

When he saw several Guards soldiers with loaded guns in the dining window, he completely dispelled other thoughts.

In Market Town No. 8, the safest place is the canteen.

"The price of braised noodles has increased, and now it costs forty-one bowls?" In front of the dinner window, an old man said with an embarrassed face.

Beside him, a little girl was nervously hiding behind him.

"If you don't buy it, get out." The aunt who was cooking looked at him coldly.

"Buy...... Buy a bowl. The old man smashed his mouth and touched the little girl's head, "Good girl, there will be something to eat soon." ”

As he spoke, the old man took out a pile of broken money from his arms, counted it and handed it to the aunt who was cooking.

"If you don't have enough money, get out of here!" The rice lady smashed all the broken money into the old man's face.

Wow wow!

When the little girl saw this, she burst into tears.

The dining hall was full of people, no one looked at the pair of grandchildren more, and the expressions on everyone's faces were all numb and indifferent.

There is no mercy in the wasteland.

Ye Kong stepped forward, took out the food box, and bought a bowl of braised noodles. Seeing that the little girl was still crying, he frowned, walked over and stuffed a fifty coin into the little girl's arms, and strode away without waiting for the grandparents to say anything.

He was never a philanthropist, and he was ruthless. But, no matter what, he felt like he was still alone.

After eating the stewed noodles, Ye Kong rushed to the school to help.

The old headmaster looked very good today, and instead of staying in the house to weave those strange things, he carried a small bench and listened to Ye Kong's lecture in the courtyard.

Ye Kong's lecture is very distinctive, like a car, just walking on a flat road, so boring that it makes people want to sleep. Suddenly, it accelerated violently, and there was a 180-degree turn, and the speed of the car flew up, making the students laugh.

"Sentence formation is the core essence of the article, for example, if we want to use the word 'sad' to make a sentence, we can make it like this." Ye Kong talked eloquently on the podium.

"Zhao Fugui is sad because there is a ditch in front of his house."

"Students, is Zhao Fugui sad, or is the ditch sad?"

As soon as Ye Kong finished speaking, the classmates all burst out laughing.

The old headmaster sat on the small bench, laughing as well.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Ye Kong's mouth hooked slightly, and he said to the students: "Students, the principal is smiling so happily, how can you describe it in one word?" ”

Ye Kong winked vigorously at his classmates.

To have an inner taste, to have an inner taste......

After Ye Kong's unique training in the past few days, the students' skills have long been extraordinary, and they instantly understood what Ye Kong meant.

Among them, several students followed Ye Kong's appearance, lowered their heads and muttered for a while, and then shouted at the old principal: "Laughing Jiuquan!" ”

"Hahaha......"