Chapter 2 Aomine Mountain

Seeing the surprised look of this child who had been pretending to be cool for him, the middle-aged man couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips. He didn't want to teach an emotionless killing machine, and this kid's reaction was just what he wanted.

It's a pity that the middle-aged man didn't know that the little boy was so excited because he saw the hope of revenge.

Live, as long as you live, anything will be possible!

Even if it is to fight against one of the most powerful factions on the mainland, it is not a nonsense!

Today, this idea is completely ingrained in the little boy's heart, providing the most powerful pillar for his tenacity and tenacity in the future......

In this barren land, everyone is poor, no rich person will come here, and of course, no one will help another person for no reason, especially a little boy who is of no value to him at all.

Although he was very young, since his parents were killed by the Holy See, he began to wander alone, in the northernmost part of the Aurora Continent, leaving the village where he grew up.

Wandering around, I finally came to this village. During this time, what I experienced was not the warmth and coldness of human feelings, but the cruel rules of survival in the world.

In this world, if you don't have money, you are waiting to be starved to death, and if you don't have money, you are waiting to be colded to death.

This also brings the ability to think calmly even if adults don't have it, and to be able to face things calmly at any time.

But even if he is a mature child, he is just a child after all, and there will be happy things and sad things for him.

Loslan coughed lightly twice, and he didn't continue to be excited, but calmed down, since he was going to stay here for a while in the future, of course the store manager wanted to say a few words.

"Sure enough, it's a smart young man," but he said solemnly, "In the future, you will be the second child in my shop, and I will give you wages and food if you work hard, otherwise you will be punished for not having food!"

The little boy immediately nodded, indicating that he would listen to him, and the middle-aged uncle touched his beard, stretched out his hand, and the serious expression disappeared, replaced by a strange smile.

But he didn't say anything, and then pointed to the table, "Since you are already working in my store, then you can go and help me wipe the table clean, and I will give you your salary after a month!"

Tearing it invisibly, without saying a word, he immediately went to find a rag and began to wipe it.

I have to say that in this barren land, everything is expensive, but labor is the cheapest.

Tearing the invisible is cleaning the entire tavern seriously, even in places that Losslan can't see.

Although Loslan seems to be 'invisible', Loslan's spiritual power is invisible all the time.

This little boy did not disappoint him, if Tear Invisible is the kind of person who does everything on the surface, but is lazy behind the scenes, Roslan will not hesitate to sweep him out of the house, Tear Invisible does not care so much, he only knows that the owner of this shop saved his life.

And he also promised to give him money and food, in the eyes of the invisible tear who has nothing, this is the grace of recreation!

It was slowly getting dark, and the tavern was starting to be lively, the tavern in Loslan was indeed doing well, all the wines except for some special ones were brewed by himself, but they were very fragrant, and cheap, usually two or three Aurora coins a bottle.

Loslan also eats well in this village, but it is indeed known as a drunkard.

One of the reasons why many people are usually reluctant to come here is also because Loslan is always drunk and doesn't even care about the money after that.

However, the people of the village were kind enough to put the money in Loslan's purse, and often got drunk and talked about it. Of course, people who don't know think that there is something wrong with Loslan's head, but those who know think that Loslan is joking.

But the arrival of the Tear Invisible made up for it, as usual, Roslan was drunk, and many of the village guests were there laughing and drinking, and Tear Invisible took a piece of paper to write down all the numbers, and took the bottles out of the cellar and poured them wine.

And the guests in the village also welcomed this new little ghost, and every time someone gave a reward to tear a few dollars of Aurora coins, Tear Invisible shook his head and didn't ask for it, this is just something he should do as a clerk. Why take other people's money for no reason.

Roslan, who was already drunk in front of everyone, had one eye closed at this time, but the other eye was open, looking very weird, but no one noticed it.

Loslan watched as he was busy helping his shop take care of it, and he wasn't lazy at all, and when he had nothing to do, he would put away the bottles that the customers had used up, and wash them when the customers were gone.

And Luo Silan laughed unconsciously, traveled the entire continent, and finally found a satisfactory disciple.

Although this kid is still very young, in the eyes of Loslan, it is like an uncarved piece of jade, and in his hands, this piece of jade can become a rare jade!

Finally, at midnight, the guests were gone, and the back of the invisible tear was already wet with sweat, and after wiping the sweat, the tearing invisible showed a hint of a smile.

After a busy day, he found a little meaning in his life, and although he was very tired, he still felt very happy.

Tear Invisable walked to a small room of his own, which was given to him by Lotlan in the morning, and it had been empty before, just when Tear Invisable came. Tearing the invisible into his own small bed, he fell asleep after a while.

It was the first time in a month that he had slept soundly, and it was a deep, heavy sleep......

The next morning

The drunkard who was drunk yesterday had long since lost his sights, and he probably ran out and shook around again.

As soon as he opened his eyes in the morning, he saw the first rays of morning light entering his small room, stood up and stretched, yawned, and washed up.

The mess that the guests of the village had made after drinking yesterday had already been cleaned up by him yesterday, and if it was Loos himself, he would have to get up the next day and slowly make it.

After yawning again, I began to clean up the things that had not been cleaned yesterday one by one, and there would not be many guests in the morning.

Usually there are people in the evening or afternoon, so the little boys are very laid-back during this time.

A few hours have passed, and Loslan hasn't come back yet, and he doesn't know what to do, and he has cleaned almost all the hygiene in the store, even the cobwebs on the roof have climbed up to clean it.

I really had nothing to do, so I closed the door of the store and walked out slowly.

This village is called Aomine Village, and there is a big mountain behind this village.

It is said that the top of this mountain glowed blue one day, hence the name.

Tear the invisible came to see the legendary mountain, and then climbed up one brain, but soon let the tearing invisible disappointed.

There was any cyan light, and I walked to the middle of the mountain, but I didn't see a single chicken feather, and I looked at the sky.

It's already a lot darker, and it may still be a little time to come out if you clean it in the morning, but now, it's almost time for the guests to come, and you can pay attention to when these guests come, and what time they like to drink.

Tear Invisible looked at the top of the mountain unwillingly, not too close, not too far, but after walking for another twenty minutes, he would definitely be able to reach it, Tear Invisible struggled in his heart, because he really wanted to see.

After all, there will not necessarily be time to come in the future, and there is always a strange feeling of tearing invisible, that is, feeling that the mountain is particularly close, and there is a sense of familiarity, for an orphan, nothing can overcome this feeling.

Like a beggar, he can never resist the temptation of money.