Chapter 92: The Past of the Little Fat Man
Zhu Xiaoyan was relieved to see that the little fat man finally stopped crying, and still said with concern: "That's right!" We can't be laughed at by Old Man Fang in vain! β
Although the little fat man's eyes were still red, he seemed to have completely recovered from the blow, and said with a signature smile: "Thank you, Brother Zhu Xiaoyan, Brother Xiaoyan is now a mage at the ninth layer, it's really amazing......"
It seems that the little fat man patting the horse's ass has become an instinctive reaction, but your eyes are as red as rabbits, and the sound of the horse's ass comes as soon as you open your mouth, doesn't it seem very fake?
Zhu Xiaoyan hurriedly stopped the little fat man's continuous sycophancy: "Where do you live in Dingbei?" Shall I send you back? This Yuluocheng branch is just the two of us, so we have to have a good exchange. β
Zhu Xiaoyan was so enthusiastic, the little fat man was naturally embarrassed to refuse.
The little fat man's home was only a few steps away from the south gate of Yuluo City, almost as soon as he turned the corner.
I saw that the Zhumen was standing tall, the stone carvings of the two strange beasts were entrenched on the left and right, and a spiritual power was faintly present in the hideous face, and it seemed that the next moment the two strange beasts would be resurrected, howling wildly. Not to mention the exquisite paintings at the arch beams.
You must know that art not only knows no borders, but even other worlds have similarities. Art has always been inextricably linked to nobility.
Only one faΓ§ade is so exquisite that people can't take their eyes off it, although Han Tongshan's mansion is also luxurious, but compared to it, it is fundamentally different from the nouveau riche and the aristocracy.
Zhu Xiaoyan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he stabilized, this little fat man is really a rich man.
"Brother Xiaoyan, it's here." The little fat man pushed open the door enthusiastically, scratched his head a little embarrassedly and said, "The little brother's home is a bit simple, if the eldest brother doesn't dislike it, come in and sit!" β
This kind of mansion is still shabby? Zhu Xiaoyan grinned with a toothache, he meowed, your little fat man not only has first-class kung fu, but also pretends to be a good one!
Zhu Xiaoyan followed the little fat man into this high-ranking mansion with great emotion, and when he entered the gate, he looked at it fixedly, and his eyes suddenly widened.
Lie down in a groove! Behind the mansion is a ruin! Bricks and tiles are everywhere, overgrown with weeds, and except for a half-crooked house on the main axis, Zhu Xiaoyan almost suspects that he has come to a demolished construction site.
But even the shed on the construction site is neater than the half-crooked house!
Zhu Xiaoyan took a deep breath and forcibly held back the scolding that blurted out, he actually wanted to spend the night? What's more, I was all deceived by the glamorous appearance of this little fat man.
However, the south gate of this Yuluo City is also considered a rich area, and the Li Fuguang of this little fat man's family is also prominent from the outside, how can it be dilapidated inside into such a dilapidated appearance?
Even if the ancestors are prominent and the descendants are broken, at most they will look a little dilapidated, how can it become the ruins of this piece after being demolished?
The little fat man looked shocked when he saw Zhu Xiaoyan, his round fat face was even more red, and he muttered: "My father passed away early, so this house has not been taken care of......"
Zhu Xiaoyan reluctantly let out a smile, is this demolition site untidy?
The little fat man ignored Zhu Xiaoyan's emotion, and enthusiastically pulled him into the crooked house where there was only one left, the house looked crumbling outside, but the interior layout was really not bad, the chair of red nan golden silk wood, the crystal jade lamp, the white jade on the floor, and a wide wooden bed of agarwood although it was incompatible with the layout of this room, but it was still magnificent.
There is such a scene in a house about to collapse on the demolition site, and the little fat man's home once again refreshes Zhu Xiaoyan's three views.
Zhu Xiaoyan looked around, and couldn't help but speak: "How can your family be like this?" β
The little fat man smiled bitterly and replied: "My father is Li Yu, the holy hand Li Yu!" β
Seeing that the little fat man replied proudly, Zhu Xiaoyan was confused, Li Yu? Is it famous?
The little fat man saw Zhu Xiaoyan's dazed face, and also thought that Zhu Xiaoyan did not grow up in Yuluo City since he was a child, after all, that talent test coupled with the thunderstorm that destroyed the Han Mansion, Zhu Xiaoyan can also be regarded as a celebrity in Yuluo City.
Thinking of this, the little fat man continued to explain: "Although Yuluo City is the largest city in Tianxiong Guonan County, there has only been one Heavenly Master, that is my father Li Yu, a Wood Heavenly Master, who has specialized in medical skills all his life, and has countless living people, and is called the Holy Hand by Tianxiong Guozun. β
Zhu Xiaoyan suddenly understood, the Heavenly Master-level physician of the wood department, this is amazing, as long as the personality is not too bad, it is almost a profession that everyone wants, and it is easy to make money, no wonder the mansion can be located in the southern district of Yuluo City, and the faΓ§ade outside is even more magnificent.
But looking at this posture now, there must be something big wrong with Li Yu at the Heavenly Master level, either dead or wasted.
The little fat man obviously guessed what Zhu Xiaoyan was thinking, and continued: "My father passed away when I was eleven years old. β
Zhu Xiaoyan nodded silently: "Dingbei classmates, mourn!" β
But it's not right to think about it, Li Yu Tianshi is dead, and his family is ruined, even if this mansion is sold and the little fat man is reduced to the streets, will he not turn a good house into a demolition site?
Seeing that this little fat man had an excellent personality, Zhu Xiaoyan asked unashamedly: "Then what's going on with your family?" How did it all turn out in ruins? β
The little fat man smiled bitterly: "I did it!" β
Zhu Xiaoyan's eyes widened,, you have nothing to do, you specialize in demolishing the house? Even if you don't have the money to take out the contents of the house and sell them, it's better than tearing down the house into ruins!
The little fat man reached out and handed a cup of brewed tea to Zhu Xiaoyan, who was in doubt, and then slumped into the wide Taishi chair, the corners of his lips curled, as if he was smiling, but an unspeakable sadness flowed out irrepressibly.
"Brother Xiaoyan, don't look at me now, I'm fat and strong, but I've always been a skinny sick man when I was a child. When my mother was pregnant with me, Yuluo City was encountering a rare tide of demon beasts in a hundred years, when Yuluo City was broken, and demon beasts were rampant in the city. Two days later, reinforcements from the counties of Tianxiong Kingdom arrived, and the demon beast tide was repulsed, but my mother was seriously injured. β
The little fat man leaned his head on the back of the chair, looked up at the beams on the roof, and said in a low voice: "Although my father is a physician at the Heavenly Master level, he is not an immortal who can change his life against the sky. He couldn't save my mother even if he tried everything, and the only thing he could do was to save the life of his son, who was born with congenital deficiencies! But he was wrong, he shouldn't have saved my life, he shouldn't......"
Zhu Xiaoyan's brows furrowed, this little fat man is actually blaming his father! The tide of demon beasts broke the city, and his wife was seriously injured, which was not the fault of the little fat man's father Li Yu at all!
I thought the little fat man was good, but I didn't expect to blame his father because he didn't have a mother!