Chasing the aroma of roast chicken, he broke into the house, a middle-aged woman in the house, full of vicissitudes of life, about thirty years old, but full of gray hair, was bringing a plate of hot roast chicken to the table, looking at himself who broke into the house, showing a frightened look, and took a few steps back.

The woman stared at the scabbard on her waist and exclaimed, "You, who are you? What are you going to do? There is no money at home, don't mess around, come here again, I'll call someone!"

The voice could be lowered, as if he was worried about causing unnecessary trouble, but he didn't hear a word, his mind was full of only roast chicken, and the little reason that was left flashed for a few seconds, he was pressed down by hunger again, he pushed away the obstacles, strode to the table, grabbed the roast chicken that was still a little hot on the plate, and bit it down.

The cooking technique of roast chicken is not good, the meat is dry, lack of juice and water, but I am full of meat flavor, like eating the supreme food, only eat one bite, and chew frantically, until I bite into finely minced meat, I am willing to swallow it in my throat, and then open my mouth to bite the next piece.

...... Good, delicious...... It's delicious!

The woman next to her watched as she picked up the roast chicken and gnawed it, the panic on her face turned into unwillingness and anger, although her body was still trembling, she gritted her teeth and rushed up, grabbed her arm, and roared to take back the roast chicken.

"You let go, you are not allowed to eat!"

An ordinary woman who doesn't know martial arts, how can she be the opponent of a middle-level swordsman, just push it casually, and roll out like a gourd rolling on the ground, hitting the wall, her head bleeding, and she can only stare at the intruder with hatred and fear, screaming and screaming.

"Help, help, there are robbers!"

The cry was heard far away, and the whole village was boiling, but he continued to tear off the chicken in his mouth, chewing out all the aroma of the meat, and then swallowed it, filling his chest and stomach with hunger and thirst.

"Are you alright?"

"Who?"

"Sister-in-law, what's wrong?"

"Where did the thief come from, let go!"

Relatives and friends who came with sticks, looked at the strange man who was frantically munching on roast chicken in the house, and then looked at the woman with a bleeding head, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, rushed up, but they were all knocked down casually.

A few young and strong, by the crazy chicken man lightly touched, they flew out, rolled on the ground, broken tendons and bones, wailed and screamed, the rest of the people did not dare to step forward, while calling for help, while retreating, to the outside of the house, only to surround outside, waiting for the hero who killed the demon for the village today.

"What are you doing?"

The father quickly rushed over, and found that it was actually his son who was making trouble, his face was very bad, and he roared out, the knife was not out of the sheath, but it was a heavy slash, as if he was crazy about himself, not to mention dodging, and he didn't even know that there was this knife to cut, and he didn't know that his father had arrived, and he didn't realize everything outside his body, just gnawing on the chicken in his mouth.

The bladeless knife slashed at the back, converged the edge, just like a heavy hammer, slapped himself to the ground, his father kept his hand, but he didn't pay attention to the mood at all, rolled to the ground, what he thought in his heart, only the roast chicken in his hand, what is loyal to the chivalry, sincere to the knife, all thrown out of the clouds, only the meat in the hand, is the reality of actual existence!

Seeing that his son still did not repent, and had no intention of stopping, the father hit him harder, beating his son all over the ground and rolling around.

However, even if the knife rained down and the strength of the hand was heavier, the young man who ate chicken was like a crazy demon, his eyes were red, ignoring all the pain in his body, even if he was beaten to the ground, he did not stop eating chicken, as if the roast chicken in his hand was better than all delicious, and even better than everything......

The strange situation, the bloody scene, made people's hearts feel cold, and they felt that in the ridiculous scene at first glance, there was an indescribable evil spirit, and they were silent for a while. The village chief, who had just arrived, figured out the reason and hurriedly stepped forward to ease his cheeks.

"Situ Daxia, Situ Daxia, it doesn't have to be like this. ”

First dissuaded to stop, the village chief took a few steps forward and said to the woman who was sitting aside: "Situ Daxia and Shaoxia swept away the demons for the village, and they didn't take a penny, they are our great benefactors." Ah Xiang and her mother contributed a roast chicken out, which is also a matter of course, why make it so embarrassing, just take it as the heart of the village, go back and make money to compensate you for one......"

"Wow~~~"

After listening to the words of the village chief, the woman wept bitterly, her teary eyes swept back and forth, her hands pounded the ground, and she cried, "This chicken...... Ah Xiang has been sick for a long time, and she only has one breath left, and I am useless, I can't cure her illness...... Today she collapsed on the bed and wanted to take a bite of chicken...... There is only this one left at home, the village chief, you call me to contribute, but ...... I'm a mother, how am I going to meet her?"

The scene suddenly became very weird, a simple chicken, involving the hope of the seriously ill, although it is impossible to eat the chicken, the disease suddenly improved, but it is always ...... Moral responsibility is heavy.

Having said that, no one wants to come out to speak, not that these two fathers and sons just helped the village kill demons, what should they be thankful for, since the previous efforts cannot be offset by the latter, one thing is the same thing, this cognition, ordinary villagers also have it, and there are occasional things that are ungrateful, and there is absolutely nothing to talk about.

The fact in front of them is that these two fathers and sons have the power to kill demons, and they still have knives in their hands, they can kill demons, and they can kill people.

The village chief squeezed out an embarrassed smile, turned his head, and sighed at the blind hero, "Ah Xiang, she is not sensible, Situ Daxia doesn't care, it's getting late, the hero didn't say that he had to rush to the county government, it's better to go on the road, I'll send the two out of the village." ”

The blind hero shook his head and sighed, but finally nodded silently, grabbed his son who was slumped on the ground, seemed to be completely stupid, and dragged his son with a satisfied smile on his face.

The surrounding villagers got out of the way, and the village chief was about to lead people out, and in the house behind him, there was a sudden exclamation, "Sister-in-law Xiang, come quickly, your family Ah Xiang is out of breath!"

As soon as the exclamation came out, before the people around could react, the hero made a move first, obviously blind, but he took a few steps out, arrived in the house, and dragged people into the inner room, and the village chief and everyone reacted at this time and chased in.

"Madam, please mourn ......"

Although the room was dim, but gradually calmed down, and regained consciousness, he could see clearly, the father reached out to feel the pulse of the girl on the bed, shook his head, and announced the bad news to the woman next to him.

"I, my child~~~"

The woman wailed, and kept beating the bed, tears flowing down the skinny girl's corpse, and the cry was heard, and the villagers outside were talking, although they deliberately lowered their voices, they could hear it clearly, and they could "see" their disdainful gaze without turning around.

It's just that this kind of scene similar to that of Qianfu refers to, and he who is determined to become a famous hero, has no guilt and anxiety in his heart...... I still have a little drowsy consciousness, and I just feel that everything is extremely ridiculous!

...... I have cultivated diligently, and I have developed a skill, which is all based on my own efforts, and no one has helped;

...... But if you eat a roast chicken, you will be despised by the fool who just saved his life......

...... Why? What right do they have to look down on me? Why should I be despised by them here?

...... Are they stupid? or am I?

...... However, this chicken ...... It's delicious!

Chaotic thoughts flashed through my mind, and then I was interrupted by my father's angry shouts!

"Kowtow, apologize!"

Still confused, he couldn't react immediately, but his father didn't show mercy anymore, kicked him in the knee, reached out and pressed his head to the ground, which was kicked to his knees.

"Knock! knock!"

The head hit the ground, making a crisp sound, the pain of the head breaking the blood, I didn't seem to realize it, but I finally came back to my senses, although my chest seemed to have been dug out of a hole, and there was no emotion, but I knew that I couldn't stand against my father anymore, so I knocked myself a few times and stammered and apologized.

The woman was still crying, and the village chief couldn't help but comfort her, and finally got a sentence, "Get out, you guys get out!"

As soon as these words came out, my father stopped talking, turned around and pulled himself out of the house, and left the village under the complicated eyes of the gathered villagers.

This was probably the most embarrassing and embarrassing thing my father had ever been in all these years, but instead of being as angry and disappointed as he had imagined, he sighed and asked, "Awake?"

"Hmmm......"

Everything just now was like a dream, but I didn't think it was a nightmare, but I felt that such a distorted and weird dream was better than the current reality, it was hard to say, I just bowed my head.

"You're older, I won't beat you or scold you. The father looked complicated, seemed disappointed, and asked, "This time, have you learned a lesson?"

"Hero...... It takes patience, and my patience is really not enough......"

bowed his head and admitted his mistake, but he was puzzled after all, shook his head, and still asked the doubts in his heart, "Why is it clear that others who have practiced at a high level are enough to be prosperous and rich, even if they are poor, they don't have to worry about food and clothing, and there is meat in their meals...... Why...... We're so miserable...... If it weren't for this, so hungry...... I won't ...... either."

In the face of his own doubts, his father was very calm, as if he had known that there was such a question, and he had already prepared the answer, "Chivalry is like this, if you want to take this road, you must withstand such hardships! The so-called chivalrous people are all for the country and the people, and help the world, but now the world is difficult, and the people are suffering, how can you take a stitch from them?"

"But ......"

I wanted to refute, but my father interrupted me.

If it is easy to be chivalrous, why are there so few heroes in this world? If you have the chivalrous way, you must understand that on this road, the most difficult thing is never to practice martial arts, but to have the strength, but to be able to self-restraint and not exceed the rules!"

The blind chivalrous man sighed, "For my father, I hope that you can learn a lesson from today's events, engrave it in your heart, and become an admired hero in the future." ”

My father said what he thought he should say, but he didn't exonerate it, and the confusion in his mind only deepened.

...... If you are aspiring to be a hero, you have to endure this......? What if I don't want to be a hero from now on?

This doubt has taken root in my heart since then......

p.s

If the red bag is enough, there will be a small theater in the afternoon, and a new episode will be released tomorrow, and the hell train of Situ will be speeding up at full speed!

By the way, I'm very fond of a comic, the Legend of the Son of Heaven, there is one thing in it that I like, not only the protagonist Ji Fa has practiced hard all the way and grown up all the way, even the Great Demon King King King has a complete history of growth, not a purely labeled villain. Shattered Star is to write everyone's story, not the story of Wend's illness, not the story of a single person, it is to try to tell everyone who is worth telling, the story is clear.

Why can't Szeto kill people die? Because his story is endless, so why can't he kill the villain in a few chapters, like in other books, and then rush to a new villain, because... It's not that kind of book!

So far, I still suggest that those who are a few years old to ten years old should see the most suitable and cool of the three young people.

In your twenties, look at the Crowian thief, because it's so cool, you need something to re-indict you love and justice and persistence

Let you know that life is not only cool, but also cool, you are a hard worker's life, you need love, you need positive energy, let yourself have the confidence to be a good person, do not become cynical, talk about the world all day long, but not half of the waste of practical action.

Reading a banana book in your thirties is quite appropriate, telling you that in addition to positive energy, you need faith, and you need some cruel but realistic knowledge.

When you reach the age of forty, all the positive energy is poisonous chicken soup for you, it can't help you, the cruel reality has also hurt you for many years, everything is used to it, you accept distortion and pollution, see life from the absurdity and sorrow, smile side by side, and you will see things in the story of Situ Shuren.

In addition, when the monkey saw a human plane in the sky, he also screamed that there was no justification at all. But this doesn't make sense because monkeys are just monkeys, and I've watched a lot of monkey games these days...