At dinner, in the blood-red afterglow of the sunset, Jiao Ming saw the old man in the wheelchair again from afar. The pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info still looking up at the sky at forty-five degrees, Vera said a few words to him, but still did not get any answer, and then took the wooden spoon and fed it little by little, but the old man knew to eat.

This kind of almost instinctive eating will inevitably leak out, Vera seems to be very experienced, the wooden bowl is served under the old man's chin, and not a single grain of rice is spilled on the old man's chest.

Jiao Ming saw that his nose was sour, but he remembered his parents and relatives on the earth.

"Homesick?" Binglian sat next to Jiao Ming, although it was a picnic at this time, people still gathered together to eat according to their respective identities, but the original tables became bonfires.

"A little bit. Jiao Ming didn't feel that there was any loss of face in homesickness, but he told the new boss that he still missed the old company after all, and then explained: "But to be honest, although it is comfortable and convenient on earth, I will not give me six maids in vain." And it's blind to think about it, can you go back? ”

"I haven't asked you, have you got married and had children in your hometown?" Binglian drank up the little residual soup at the bottom of the bowl, and this simple dinner was finished.

"Probably not, the memories before and after the crossing are a little blurry, and I'm not the kind of girl in my hometown. Jiao Ming never remembered how he crossed over, couldn't it be that he accidentally touched the electric door?

"And what do you want of the future lady?"

"Huh?" this question caught Jiao Ming by surprise. "How do you ask this?"

"I guess it's an introduction. Binglian's expression was flat, but her face was dyed red by the bonfire.

Jiao Ming always thought that the introduction object was a hobby of middle-aged aunts, but he didn't expect a little girl in this world to say such a thing.

"Getting married and having children is a very common thing. Jiao Ming's reaction made Binglian wonder: "Is there anything taboo about getting married in your hometown?"

"Of course not. Jiao Ming hurriedly denied it. "It's just that I'm getting older and older in marriage over the years, and if I'm still on Earth, I'll be single for a few years. ”

"Then whatever you want. Jiao Ming's explanation naturally understood to Binglian's ears that she didn't want to consider getting married for the time being. At this time, it was already dark, and Binglian got up and was about to leave: "I'm going to rest, you go to bed early, don't turn black and white upside down like when you came." ”

"Wait, I still have something to ask you, let's talk a little longer. ”

"You ask. Binglian sat back.

"Tell me why crocodile collars aren't so popular. Seeing that Binglian did not refuse, Jiao Ming naturally asked the most curious question.

"That's a long story. With this as an opening statement, Ice Lotus told the history of the crocodile collar. In the era of Saint Coson, magic was just emerging, and it was resisted by the old aristocracy and ancient religions, and under the influence of the crocodile leader's natural water magic talent, many warriors appeared, after all, high-speed healing is more acceptable than magic, and the warrior clan of the crocodile leader soon became the vanguard of exterminating magicians.

"As the defeated side, it is inevitable that you will be subject to some sanctions. Jiao Ming quickly summed up the general idea, now that the magician is in charge, the original hostile forces will naturally fail.

"The losers here have only one way to die. The old aristocracy was slaughtered, and the ancient religions were wiped out. Binglian retorted.

"Then you are ......"

"At the end of the war, the Ancestors defected to the Wizards. ”

"This ...... I really didn't expect it. ”

"In this way, we crocodile leaders have both the blood of a magician and the stigma of a mutineer, and have not been accepted by mainstream society. Binglian said it lightly, but the disbelief and resentment contained in it almost erupted. "The demonic soil, which has long been commonly used in the rich regions of the south, is the only one I can release in our crocodile territory, because we can't hire a mage who is willing to work in the crocodile territory. ”

"Can't you pay more wages?" Jiao Ming doesn't believe that the old things of hundreds of years ago can make people so persistent, think about things on the earth, during World War II, it can be said that there was a blood feud between various countries, decades have passed, there are more Zhong Guo people who go to work in Neon, and there are more Neon people who work in the United States, even Germany can't say that there is no working and living Jew.

"Poor because you can't hire a magician, the poorer you are, the more you can't hire people, and the cycle goes on like this for hundreds of years......" Binglian bit her lip and couldn't go on. Anger, confusion, helplessness, and a hint of despair all mixed together, pressing on the young lord's heir's heart.

"Do it yourself, have enough food and clothing, and everything will be fine." Jiao Ming patted Binglian's shoulder.

"Is it really going to get better?"

Looking down at the thin figure of the girl sitting beside him, Jiao Ming naturally felt some pity in his heart, but he didn't know what to say to comfort her. Is everything really going to be okay? No one knows, but worse and worse situations abound. Jiao Ming couldn't put such an answer out of his mouth.

Jiao Ming held the wheelchair with his right hand, and with a twist of his severed limbs, he turned over and sat next to the ice lotus.

"Why did you get down?"

"Turn around, back to back. Jiao Ming instructed the ice lotus to move, and soon the two sat back to back. "You're a smart woman. If you ask if it will get better, I can only answer that I don't know. What the future holds, no one knows. But no matter what kind of difficulties we encounter, we will rely on each other like this, and we will get through it. ”

Jiao Ming felt Binglian put her head against her back, and a soft voice sounded behind him: "It's much more reassuring." Thank you. ”

......

At this time, except for a few coolies who were keeping vigil in the makeshift camp, the people went back to their tents to sleep. The two of them were completely surrounded by the silence of the night, with only the crackling of the campfire mixed with the sound of insects chirping all around. The sky was full of stars, it was colorful, but there was no moon, and Jiao Ming found for the first time that the starry sky here was so different from the earth.

"You have awakened the qi magic talent of the four rings, I should have been happy for you, but I was not happy at all, but I was a little worried and afraid. After a brief silence, Ice Lotus spoke again, adding a few sticks of wood to the campfire and twisting to make herself more comfortable.

"Why?"

"In the past few hundred years, there have been other high-level talents of the three lines, and our crocodile collar has also emerged in an endless stream. But in the end they all left for the south, and none of them returned. Binglian's voice revealed a faint sadness.

"These are all talents, why did you let them go so easily?"

"An ancestor more than 100 years ago also tried to keep it, but the means were a little more intense, and the final result was very bad. Therefore, leave a legacy, come and go freely, and do not interfere. ”

"To have such a decision, this ancestor of yours is also a human being. ”

"On behalf of my ancestors, I accept your compliment. Binglian then said, "But I won't let you come and go freely. ”