Chapter 69 Eight Lines Away

I stood behind Lan and quietly let out a long breath. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info until I can't squeeze out a breath in my lungs anymore.

The fat man behind me looked at me and didn't speak. Just sit on the futon.

There were only three of us left in the main hall, and no one spoke. I don't know how long this awkward atmosphere lasted, but by the time the fat man yelled that he was hungry, the incense I had served in the morning had already burned out.

After eating coarse tea and light rice for more than two months, a person like a fat man who never leaves his hand and meat has already faded out of his mouth. Seeing that Lan was back, he thought that in a few days, he would go down the mountain when Lan's injuries were healed.

I see that although the fat man has returned to his original eyebrows, he has a dancing expression. But the loneliness revealed in his inadvertent eyebrows made me feel that he just didn't want to mention it again.

Originally, you shouldn't talk during meals, which is particularly rude. But I'm afraid I'll forget about it. So after thinking about it, I still plan to say it.

"Fatty," I said, "I have an idea. ”

The fat man frowned and put a green leaf into his mouth. Chewing and frowning, he swallowed: "Say." ”

"When I go back, I want to build a force of my own." I say. But as soon as these words came out, the fat man and Lan stopped. Even the three monks stopped to look at me.

"How?" I was stunned for a moment, and my heart said that I was just saying two words at the dinner table, why did I react so much.

Lan looked at me and continued to eat with her head down. The three monks also lowered their heads and continued to eat. Only the fat man was still looking at me.

"How?" The fat man seems to be very interested in this matter.

I went through my previous thoughts and told the fat man carefully. And made it clear that what I need is not only the identity of the son of a thief patriarch, but a position that can speak in the entire outer eight elements.

The fat man looked at me with interest: "Yo, I've grown up." Not bad. He nodded as he spoke, and looked at Lan again: "Sister Lan, what do you think about this matter?" ”

Lan didn't speak, just lowered his head and continued to eat. The fat man didn't expect Lan to be so uncooperative, and he was embarrassed. After a long time, Lan finally finished her meal.

"If you want to be able to speak in the eight lines, you must at least become the leader of each line." Lan put down his chopsticks and slowly stood up.

"Then become the leader." I say.

"It's not that easy." Lan walked out slowly, then disappeared around the corner.

I looked at the fat man, but found that the fat man was also eating at this time. After noticing that I was looking at him, the fat man looked up: "Don't look at me." She's right. Now the thief is in charge of your uncle. When he said this, the fat man's face sank slightly: "Fat man, I don't want to play tricks on my own people." I'll tell you the truth. If you want to be able to speak in the Eight Elements, becoming the leader of the thieves is the easiest and fastest way. But—" The fat man's voice lengthened as he said this.

The three monks seemed to know what the fat man was going to say next. He put down the dishes and chopsticks, folded his hands and recited Amitabha, and then went out.

"But you need to pull out the force led by your uncle." The fat man said. Then the fat man paused, and then said: "This is not the fat man, I want revenge." Even if you don't want to become the leader of the thieves, I will take revenge on the fat man. ”

I nodded. Suddenly I felt sad in my heart. I remember that my uncle and my second uncle were very fond of me when I was young. I really didn't expect it to be like this. For the sake of that so-called eternal life, he even killed me after I escaped from the Merriam-Webster Ancestral Hall. And in the process of the inversion of the West Queen Mother's Mausoleum, the leader of the Orchid Gate was raped. Is this still the same uncle who came to my house to look for me? How did it become the way it is?

The fat man looked at me with a sad face, thinking that I was scrupling about something. He sighed and said, "You are the son of the leader of the thieves." The people below will still listen to you more or less. It's just that if your uncle's forces are not cleared, then—" The fat man paused at this point, and continued: "I know what you are afraid of. You don't have to kill your eldest uncle. Killing people is such a thing, just do it with me, fat man. ”

I looked at the fat man: "Fat man, you really can't tell me your identity?" ”

The fat man shook his head: "At least not yet." As he spoke, the fat man fiddled with the chopsticks, put them neatly and neatly, and edged them with the tabletop. But don't worry, I'm on your side, fat man. Will it still hurt you? You'll know when you get a chance. After a pause, he suddenly said, "Hey, don't ask me about Lan's identity." I know it, but I can't tell you right now - but from what I've observed, she seems to be on your side, right? Anyway, her family is quite awesome. If you can get involved with the family behind her, then after you become the leader of the thief gate, the remaining seven elements may be a little more convinced. ”

I heard a clue from the fat man's words. The fat man said that except for me who stole the door, it was the other seven lines who were convinced of me. That means that Lan and the family behind her are not among the eight elements. Not among the eight elements, what kind of force is that?

The fat man saw that I was pondering, so he interrupted me: "Okay, don't think about it. You can't touch these things yet. If you want to know, I might as well tell you some of the fat man. Saying that, the fat man picked up a chopstick and turned it in his hand: "I told you when I was washing the horse pond before, I was going to drag a group of people, right?" ”

I nodded.

"This group of people is a force." The fat man said, "Lan and the family behind her are also a force-"

I interrupted him: "What about you?" ”

The fat man choked: "Me? I- Hmm...... It's a force. Saying that, the fat man looked at me: "Lao Tzu is on your side, not counted-hey, I, you kid can, now you have learned to talk." ”

I shrugged. This kind of thing used to be used at the dinner table when talking about business. It's just that after this happened, I gradually forgot about it.

The fat man got up: "You just remember a little bit anyway." The force in your thief must be removed. Only then will you be able to sit comfortably in the position of the leader of the thieves. As for the fat man, although I am on your side. But I don't want to be exposed to anything outside of this world so quickly. At your current level, it's useless to touch these things. On the contrary, it will bring you danger. After saying that, the fat man went out, leaving me alone at the dinner table and staying dumbfounded.

When the fat man reached the door, he suddenly stopped again, turned to look at me, and said, "Oh, yes." So what, finished eating? Remember to brush the dishes. (To be continued.) )