Chapter 34: Rejection of God's Gate
What kind of characters exist in Turbulence? The magicians of Dalaran should be cautious and change their previous arrogance and arrogance. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
You must know that it was Dalaran of the Magic Emperor Capital of the Three Kingdoms, and he was naturally proud of all beings, but today, that magician was cautious, and he was vigilant against something, and the basic elemental defense was withdrawn.
The old man laughed maniacally: "In this chaotic autumn, there is not a magic family, and an intellectual race, everything has not changed, nothing has changed!"
"Wizarding family, intellectual race, what's that. Lynch's eyes lit up and he asked.
"It's all the same guy, just like then, haha, think about it, this world!" the old man laughed madly, but his eyes were overflowing with tears, crying and laughing, not knowing what he was saying.
At this time, the whole town echoed the sound of the big bell, bursting with ripples, and hearing the bell, the wanderer lying on the ground quickly got up and quickly rushed forward.
Whenever the bell rings, the people of the taverns and restaurants will leave the waste at the door, waiting for the professional to come and wash it, or for the wanderers to digest it.
They have men, women, and even children, and the power and the system determine the boundaries and enter layer by layer, to snatch the food.
Everything is in order, according to the unspoken rules, whoever gets whatever, no one will snatch food from a man, and no one will be stupid enough to do so.
"Eat!" the old man's dry voice had a hint of excitement, and even though his body was very weak, he had to stand up.
At the front, a tavern poured out a lot of household garbage, piled up on both sides. The old man leaned on his back, lying on the ground and slowly moving over. Looking around, he swooped into the garbage, quickly looking for something.
His hands were shriveled and shriveled like old branches, and many places had been cut open by sharp weapons, and even turned into thick water.
At this moment, a group of wanderers looked at the old man, and the leader spit on the ground, and rushed here with a knife: "Damn, you dare to grab something from us, the old man is immortal!"
However, the old man has not eaten for three days and three nights, this is his last chance, and he can't wait for the next household garbage.
Lynch squinted his eyes, his hands lingered in the wind and brilliance, and the streamers gathered a large number of wind elements.
"You can stop, don't go any further, that's just a hungry old man!" he stopped in front of him, giving one last warning.
The big man at the head dragged the iron rod, probably too hard, to draw a spark and leave a deep mark on the ground. He sneered and said, "Don't be afraid of death, Lao Tzu will take you to the pot today." ”
Lynch frowned, he didn't expect these people to be so unreasonable and so ruthless!
He didn't intend to leave his hand, several large wind blades turned into streamers and slashed away, sonorous, those wind blades hit the iron rod impartially, cutting off everyone's weapons and falling to the ground, making a crisp sound.
Lynch looked frightened and took a few steps back.
"There's... There are magicians!"
"Boss, let's go, it may be that someone from a family is unhappy with us. ”
The wanderers were trembling, they weren't stupid enough to go against a magician, or a magician hiding in the shadows. Of course, it would not have occurred to him that the magician would be the tattered wanderer in front of him.
The big man at the head gritted his teeth, snapped his fingers, and fled here without looking back.
"You have no public morality, and you even bully the elderly. Lynch sighed with emotion, clapped his hands, pretended that nothing had happened, and continued to sleep back on the sack.
The old man ignored the pain on his body, desperately rummaging through the garbage, you know, not every day there will be so much time for him, often found by the wanderer first, indispensable for a beating.
He lunged at him and grabbed the greasy paper bag tightly. He didn't have time to check what he was holding, so he carefully put it on his chest while keeping an eye on his surroundings, and then tiptoed out of here.
"Why are you still here?" the old man returned to his nest, saw a dark shadow, slowly squatted down and picked up a stone, saw that it was Lynch, was stunned, or threw the stone out, his face was extremely displeased:
"You can find a time to go, don't stay here"
In that paper bag turned out to be a piece of lard, I don't know how long it has been placed, it has already emitted a foul smell, and it is completely yellowed lard!
Lynch had a lot of thoughts, so he sat next to the sack, watched the old man gobble up the lard, the oil ran down the corners of his mouth, he wiped it with his fingers, and sucked it in his mouth, not even a drop could be wasted.
Suddenly, not far from the entrance of the street, a pair of dark eyes were always watching here, and Lynch was the first to react and look in that direction.
It was a boy, only five or six years old, with a black face, and his little eyes fixed in the same direction, the yellowed lard!
The old man's face was gloomy, he picked up the cigarette stick from his waist and sat up slightly.
Lynch woke up suddenly, he knew very well that this was killing intent, the old man was moved by murderous intent, and hurriedly held down his hand, saying, "He's just a child." ”
"I tell you, if I had seen you in this situation, this cigarette stick would have been smashed, and you would have had the opportunity to kill me while I was sleeping, and you didn't, which is the best proof that I believe you are from outside. The old man snorted solemnly, and finally withdrew his arm, and went on eating his own food.
"There is no need for kindness here. ”
Lynch glanced at the old man, feeling that he shouldn't have saved him just now, this person was really ruthless.
He took out a piece of rabbit jerky from his waist, it was a hare that he had hunted while fleeing, and although it was half-cooked, it could eat a few bites. The old man's eyes lit up, he looked at the piece of rabbit meat, and swallowed his saliva.
"It's a loan for you to sleep here, I'm gone, I won't bother you anymore. Lynch tore off half of it for the old man, turned and walked over to the two siblings.
Is this a dream?
A drop of sewage can take his forehead, dripping on the rabbit jerky. The old man trembled with fright, wiped his forehead vigorously with his sleeve, and wiped all the sweat stains several times in a row.
For the first time, he felt dirty, in front of this piece of food, gently, as much as possible to satisfy all the cells of the taste buds.
"This is food for you, eat. Lynch walked over to the boy and handed him the piece of meat.
The boy's eyes lit up, and he left the place without looking back as soon as he got the piece of meat, with only excitement in his eyes.
Lynch felt very wrong, because that excitement, that feeling, shouldn't come from such a young child, it should be......................
The old man feasted and ate to his heart's content, then packed up and prepared to leave the place, saying, "You shouldn't have done this, you will regret it." ”
"I saved people, how can I regret it, but it's you, even the child, you are murderous. ”
Touch!
The old man was like a fierce cheetah, pressing Lynch against the wall with little strength, and the two confronted each other, he suppressed his voice, but he could feel the anger in it:
"Who do you think you are! How far do you think you can go, you don't understand the cruelty of this world, you don't understand the sin and kindness after being rejected by God's gate! Are you worth remembering from me, child, accept your kindness, it will make you enter the crematorium prematurely!"
After scolding Lynch severely, the old man put the cigarette stick directly into his belt and left here without any memory.
After a while, a large number of people appeared at the corner, and the boy came with a group of people and shouted:
"That's him, he's got jerky!"