152. The gloom that is hard to look back on

I looked at the successive lights, did not retreat for half a minute, raised my chin slightly with a little provocation: "You don't care who he is, just give me an evaluation of the surname Zhuang." ”

In fact, I have always had regrets in my heart, I belonged to the nameless and nameless back then, and I was humiliated for the first time after being taken away by that group of wicked people, called Wolf Baby. Then I met Brother Yu, he directly gave me the name "Xiao Jiu", when he handed over the identity plate that belonged to me, I was stunned for a moment, why not follow his surname? Due to the fear of the crowd, after truly accepting and adapting to Brother Yu, having his surname will make you feel closer to him.

But I can't really ask these questions, and as time precipitates, I slowly sink my doubts into my heart and no longer touch them.

stared at me for a while, don't turn your head and say expressionlessly: "It's not good, your single name is a Jiuzi, it sounds like the number nine, Zhuang Jiu Zhuang Jiu, people still think that you are opening a casino to be a banker." ”

I couldn't control my facial expressions and didn't twitch, he was really able to break, and he even said that he was a banker and opened a casino. I didn't want him to be too satisfied, so I nodded in agreement and said: "Okay, this is a good proposal, when I get out, I will change my name to Zhuang Jiu, and then open an underground gambling village or something, it is estimated that there will be huge profits." One after another, he didn't pick up the stubble, and his expression changed from the playfulness and ridicule just now to a little gloomy.

When he suddenly spoke, I was really startled. He asked, "This Zhuang Yu is the person who met the purple qi of the madman back then, right?" ”

I almost blurted out "How do you know", but my reason was suppressed at the critical moment, and I asked inexplicably, "What are you talking about?" But seeing that he sneered one after another, his eyes were shining, "Xiao Jiu, don't pretend to be with me." The prodigy in the story that the madman said is actually you. Want to know how I deduced? Come, brother will analyze and analyze with you. ”

I didn't look calm on the surface, but my palms began to sweat.

"First of all, when the madman mentioned that the kid could summon a tiger, I became suspicious. Not to mention that you are the only one who can drive animals, but that is certainly not a common phenomenon, and the probability of a madman touching one at random is too high. Secondly, the tone of the child's speech, heh, Xiao Jiu, it's really not me talking nonsense, it's not like you have a nine-point and an eight-point, you just like to fool honest people so much. ”

My mouth moved to refute, but he interrupted: "The other third point, and the most critical point, you called out his name Qin San after the madman said that incident, I am not a good person, but my memory is still good, I have never mentioned the name of the madman to you, and you did not deny it when you asked the madman if I told you his name." After these three points, do you think there is anything else to refute? ”

I have nothing to say, but it is true that some things are quite obvious because of suddenness, especially in the face of such a sharp mind. I only heard one after another asking, "Who is he?" "This he, self-explanatory, refers to Brother Yu.

After some consideration, he said, "He is a distant relative of mine." "I chose to hide it because mentioning Brother Yu means that I want to present that dark past together. Ru Mao drank blood, I used to live as a child, when I grew up, I lived the humiliating years of the caged beast, if these were exposed in front of one after another, it would be tantamount to peeling off a layer of skin from me, and drying the flesh and blood outside.

The fear is not that they will look at me with disdain or contempt one after another, but that the natural reactions of reluctance or sympathy in my favorite black eyes will be unbearable and unacceptable to me. Regardless of the so-called self-esteem, people, like animals, never want to show their worst selves to the people they like.

These thoughts naturally didn't understand one after another, but I saw that he sneered after listening to my answer, and his eyes were already sinking with anger, "Xiao Jiu, who are you fooling?" You are a distant relative of whom is the information blank? Could it be that with my current relationship with you, you still don't trust me and are unwilling to confess something to me? ”

After a long silence, I saw a dull ache in my heart when I saw a flash of injury in my black eyes, but I bit my lip tightly and didn't want to say a word. He withdrew his hand from me, and turned his back to me, leaving a dark back for me.

Sourness came out from the depths of his heart, and he lowered his eyes and didn't dare to stare at his figure anymore, but prayed silently in his heart: Successively, you give me some more time, it's not that I don't trust you enough, it's that I'm not ready to make those past public to the public.

The atmosphere that had been good was broken, and they were silent until a snort broke the silence. The madman who fainted again finally shouted "Huahua" in his mouth and woke up again, he sat up one by one, looked left and right, and opened his mouth with a crying voice: "Little Liu, is Huahua really gone?" ”

I was still angry one after another, and Li ignored him, and when I saw this, I opened my mouth: "I'm not dead, I'm not there." "Still spinning the silk web, and after a while, the flower spider made a small web on the black solid.

When the madman saw it, as if he had seen his relatives, he rushed over in a very exaggerated manner, holding the flower spider that was still in the web with both hands, and his eyes were shining with a pious look, and I was really afraid that he would kiss him. But when he saw him, he blew lightly on the spider and said, "Flowey, it's time to go home." Then he put the spider in his pocket.

The muffled ones on the side finally couldn't help but speak: "I'm not lightly ill." ”

The madman just didn't hear it, and he was talking to himself with the flower spider, but he could enjoy himself. When he turned his eyes back, he met the eyes that came one after another, his heart trembled, and he immediately turned away, and he couldn't even tell what he was lacking in. After a sigh, he reached over and pinched my palm, and said lightly: "Xiao Jiu, I won't force you, I'll talk about it when you want to tell me, but it's better not to take a long time, otherwise I don't reject using extraordinary means." ”

The whole half sounds very warm, but the second half turns sour, and I naturally won't stupidly ask him what extraordinary means he has, and he should give each other a step down, which is considered a tacit response. Now that the madman has woken up, he can't delay any longer, and asks the madman if he still remembers the location of the big team, and the madman replied angrily: "Joke, who else can I have the ability to distinguish the direction?" ”

I got up without saying a word, looked up at the gap I had been dragged down by him just now, and I kindly proposed: "I'll go up first, and then use the rope to pull you up?" But he said with a conceited face, "No." Turning around, he rummaged through the discarded man's backpack and found a thick iron wire and a long rope, and in the blink of an eye, the wire was bent into a certain shape by him, connected to the rope, and actually made a simple climbing rope hook by him.

He walked to the bottom, let go of his hand upward, and the sound of metal hitting the solid stone came, followed by a downward pull, and the hook claw was really firmly buckled on the cornice of the second floor. He raised an eyebrow at me arrogantly, "How's it going?" Isn't it much more useful than your dirty method? Come on, brother will take you up. After saying that, he put one hand around me, kicked my foot against the wall, and took me into the air.

I looked up and saw that his hand holding the rope was constantly wrapping the rope around his arm, using his dexterity and kicking power to quickly move upward. Even so, lifting the weight of two people with one hand is not something ordinary people can do, and it is estimated that he also has the intention of deliberately showing off, and he is not convinced by my previous flexible climbing skills. I smiled to myself, and didn't try to dismantle him, and only when he let him lead me to the top did I reach for the cornice, and he held it up beside him, and my face turned red uncontrollably as he pressed his palm against his hip.

After I landed safely, he also followed, lying on the cornice and urging: "Madman, hurry up." ”

I leaned over to take a look, and saw that the madman was still picking up things on the ground with his bag, and he looked up and complained angrily, "You guys messed up my bag and don't know how to tidy it up." ”

successively became the most impatient with him, and yelled directly: "Won't you pick the important ones?" But the madman replied, "What do you know! Everything in my bag is important. He glared at him one after another, "You don't come again, we'll go first." ”

"It's coming, it's coming." This trick worked, the madman stuffed the things on the ground into his bag and ran over, but when he got to the bottom, he looked at it again and again, and then said: "Xiao Liu, I also want to be picked up by you like Xiao Jiu, or I'm afraid of heights." ”

"Get out!" The temper tantrums came out again, "I'm afraid of heights, you just stay down there, I'll take the rope." "He's not kidding, he really pulled the rope up. The madman cried and begged for mercy below: "Okay, if you don't hug it, you won't hug it, you put the rope down, I'll climb it myself." ”

Five minutes after the rope was lowered, even I couldn't bear to look at it directly, the madman had crawled for so long that he was fifty centimeters above the ground, and his body trembled like a sieve. Looking at the situation, he was really afraid of heights, and I couldn't help but speak: "Forget it, let's pull him up." ”

But one after another refused, he stopped in front of me and said word by word: "If it is a disease, it must be cured, and I will cure your fear of heights today." He took out the long knife from his waist, compared it to the rope, and said while grinding: "Crazy, although you are grinding underneath, don't think that Lao Tzu doesn't know that you are pretending to be a grandson, I count to three, if you haven't climbed up, cut this rope, you can live with you below." ”

Then, miraculously, the three numbers were counted to two, and the madman jumped up with a rope at an astonishing speed, and said with a shy smile and a servile face: "Don't count, I'm not here, but I just look at you with a tense face and joke with you." ”

He slowly put the knife back to his waist, glanced at it and said: "You run in the mountains and forests all year round, sleeping on the tree every three or five hours, you are still afraid of heights, and the 1.3 billion people of China are afraid of heights." ”

The madman giggled there, undoubtedly by default. Well, in the end, I'm still so deceived, I really believed it when I saw him shaking like that. When I first saw the madman, he slept in the mud, and I had the impression that there was a branch on it, so it is very likely that he was actually sleeping on the tree, and then he rolled down from the tree and fell into the mud, and he didn't feel any pain, so he continued to sleep.

I couldn't help but laugh when I thought of this, a madman is really a living treasure.