The purple sky outside the window is gray, it seems to be a little gloomy, the fallen leaves falling in the sky seem to fall in the heart, fall on the mind, cold and sour, and the attitude is also followed by Xiao Suo, living in this small guest reception, two days have passed, the days are really boring, but you have to stay up, everyone's injuries need time to recover.

Meng Ke stood in front of the window with his hands in his hands, looking out of the window, there was a dark alley, and then it was blocked by the wall of the front yard, his eyes stared at the scattered leaves, and his face was a deep color, obviously, he was in a fugue in a memory of the past.

Long Aotian, the lord of the desolation, half-leaned on the bed, with his arms on top of his head, staring at the yellowed wooden beams on the roof, no one spoke, only Senarius, the sun watcher of the East China Sea, was wrinkling his shoulders to check the pulse of the stranger who was rescued by everyone lying on another couch, in the room, a small charcoal stove was being spared, and the casserole on the stove exuded a pungent smell of medicine, and the smell of medicine carried a heavy smell, which made people feel a burst of unwarranted depression in their hearts.

Long Aotian, the lord of the wilderness, finally couldn't hold back the stagnation in the air, he yawned, and said weakly: "Old drunkard, what's wrong?" ”

Cenarius, the Sun Keeper of the East China Sea, smacked his mouth and said hesitantly: "Although this person is seriously injured, but after the careful treatment of the old man in the past two days, the fire in his heart has been removed, and the functions of his body have also improved. ”

Long Aotian smiled and said lazily: "You don't like to hear that you are a veterinarian, the mediocrity misleads people's children, but quack doctors want people to die........."

A pair of red eyes flared, and Cenarius, the sun watcher of the East China Sea, said angrily: "You can just stand and talk without backache, and say some cool words, the old man is a quack, you can come over and give advice, and it is not smart to sit there and stare at it......"

Meng Ke turned around, his deep face showed a clear light and shadow, he waved his hand, and said, "Don't make any noise, Brother Yi, we are still ........."

Before he finished speaking, on the couch, the middle-aged man with his eyes closed and his pale face suddenly let out an extremely low moan, although the voice was so subtle, the three people in the room could hear it clearly, they immediately stopped talking, and hurriedly surrounded excitedly.

Long Aotian, the lord of the wilderness, rubbed his hand, opened his throat and shouted: "Good guy, it's a little interesting, I can't see it, old drunkard, you really have that many hits........."

Cenarius, the Sun Warden of the East China Sea, hurriedly "shh No one dumbs you ........."

The middle-aged man on the bed moved, let out a long breath, and his eyelids finally opened slowly.

Half squatting down, Meng Ke carefully pulled the person's futon up, looking down at him, Meng Ke could see the confusion and emptiness of this person's gaze, as if he had lost his memory all of a sudden, and as if he had suddenly lost his footing and fallen into another world, so much suffocation, and so much surprise.

Both sides were silent for a while, and after the man gradually adapted to the environment in front of him, Meng Ke smiled kindly and said in a low voice: "Friend, this is a small town in Cangkaido in the Fusi Mountains of the Kawano Islands, we found you lying alone in a wild bush one night two days ago, and your body was seriously injured, so we rescued you and healed you, God bless you to wake up, you have slept for two days and two nights." ”

A shallow blood bag floated on the gray face of the middle-aged man, and the fragmentary memories finally broke through the chaos that suddenly occupied the brain and joined into a string, and now, he finally remembered what happened to him, extremely imperceptible, a painful spasm passed through his pupils, but this spasm gradually melted into the calm and comfort of the moment, as if an extremely burdened person was about to be overwhelmed by the heaviness of the camel, suddenly swallowed all the burdens, there is an extreme sense of relaxation and happiness, but, In this hard-won relaxation and happiness, there is too much sadness and sorrow.

After a pause, Meng Ke said again: "We are all in a small inn now, there is no danger, no one will disturb or embarrass you at the moment, friend, we can understand your suffering, we seem to be all colleagues in the magic world." ”

Squirming his lips with difficulty, the middle-aged man finally forced his voice out with gusto: "Thank you for your great kindness......... Triple ......... I remember it all in my heart........."

This middle-aged man named Hong Zheng has an angular face, rough and mighty, giving people a sense of open-mindedness, the look on his face is heavy and solemn, but every sentence contains no such gratitude, these words come from the bottom of his heart, people will know that his sincerity and frankness come from the heart, he should be a good man in the magic world!

Meng Ke smiled calmly and said, "Brother Hong's words are serious, you and I are both people in the magic world, we should help each other in times of need, help each other in times of need, and see that the road is uneven, how can we sit idly by?" We have only done our duty, how can we be said to be virtuous? ”

Hong Zheng, who was lying on the couch, sighed softly and said weakly: "Dare to ask the three high-ranking daimyos? ”

Meng Ke and the others each reported their names, and Hong Zheng was completely unfamiliar with Meng Ke's name, but Long Aotian, the lord of the wilderness, and Cenarlius, the sun watcher of the East China Sea, he had admired him for a long time.

Hong Zheng said gratefully: "The name of Senarius, the sun watchman of the East China Sea, has heard of it a long time ago...... Brother Long and the prestige of the Red Bell Magic Society have also made him admire...... I don't want to see it today, but I have ......... on the road of life and death with your help."

Long Aotian, the lord of the wilderness, suddenly smiled and said: "Be polite, my lord of the wilderness is just a rough man, a rough man, what kind of prestige can be regarded there, hehe, but the old drunkard has two brushes........."

Cenarius, the sun watchman of the East China Sea, smiled and said with a smile: "This, uh, the old man will take it a long time, and call you Brother Hong, Brother Hong, how could you lie in the wilderness in that cold day, covered in wounds?" ”

A gloom and grief floated on his bitter face, Hong Zheng let out a long sigh and said heavily: "The days in this magical world have always been bloody, and you can't get rid of begging for a life on the tip of a knife at any time...... This life is the ......... that many people are eager to plunder and finger in. ”

Cenarius, the Sun Warden of the East China Sea, was stunned and said, "So, Brother Hong, hearing you say this, it should be a dispute between the magic gangs?" ”