Chapter 47 47 Leave

Facing Zhuang Bufan, who fainted on the stage, Zhuang Long twisted his wrist and pouted his mouth and said, "I really didn't want to be beaten, I just fainted to death, compared with you before, it's much worse." ”

After speaking, Zhuang Long felt bored and left.

Everyone else left one after another, leaving only Zhuang Bufan on the competition platform.

To say, Zhuang Bufan is really pitiful, he has lived for more than ten years, he has no friends, and now he has no one to help him up and take him into the house to rest.

The spring breeze blows, which makes people feel no warmth, and even a little cold.

"Well, forget it, for your sake, you fainted and there was no one to help you. I've had a few words with you, and I'll help you into the house. ”

It was Zhuang Shou who had been watching Zhuang Bufan and Zhuang Long fight all the time.

Seriously, he didn't want to.

You must know that this young man taught him a hard lesson in front of everyone and made him lose face.

But if he was told to treat what he saw in front of him as if he couldn't see it, he couldn't do it.

Therefore, he could only help Zhuang Bufan back to the house and leave in a hurry.

When night falls, a few stars dot the sky, this dark night.

Zhuang Bufan woke up, touched his chest, and muttered with a bitter face, "Why? Why did it become like this, it was obviously different from what I thought." Alas, defeated, defeated, you already knew that this martial arts fight was going to lose in the end, but you couldn't let go of your face and didn't allow anyone to be presumptuous in front of you. But so what? You're such a big idiot. ”

Zhuang Bufan pulled his hair, as if he was in self-blame, and he didn't know what to do?

In fact, this is nothing, once you fall into failure, when you have no goal, this feeling of frustration is not something that can be ended by talking.

Zhuang Bufan woke up, got up from the bed, looked at the moon outside the window, and the coolness of the wind blowing on his cheeks.

The wind at night is really cold.

This martial arts fight spread quickly, and everyone knew that Zhuang Bufan was really wasted and defeated.

Good things don't go out, evil things go thousands of miles, this matter has a great impact on Zhuang Bufan.

As a result, in the council hall, all the elders suggested that Zhuang Bufan be driven out of the family, after all, there was such a big fool in the family, so it was better to drive it away quickly, so as not to pollute the others.

But as the patriarch of Zhuang Bi, who is Zhuang Bufan's father, how can he let his children leave?

"No, his injuries are not healed yet, and he can't go out alone. ”

The patriarch used various reasons to plug the elders' mouths and let them slow down for another two days.

Maybe all the elders knew that they were pushing too hard, and they were muttering something in their mouths, as if chewing betel nut.

Then, nothing more.

However, the argument was too loud.

Even, when Zhuang Bufan was recuperating from his injuries in his own home, a few people walked by outside the window, and they would shout a few times, "You see, there is a fool living here, who can obviously improve the realm, but in order to awaken the totem, he broke his body, resulting in his inability to cultivate." You guys, don't follow him, you'll be a big fool. ”

"Oh, I see, I already knew this big idiot that I wouldn't learn from him. ”

"Well, you know that. ”

Gossip made Zhuang Bufan painful, he wanted to cover his ears and not listen to these broken mouths, but there would always be one or two sentences in his ears and make him very painful.

In the past few days of recuperation, he has had a very painful life, regardless of the injury, he stayed alone on the back mountain, looking closely at the green trees and grass, the blue sky and white clouds, it seems that it will be better to do this.

However, as soon as the night came, a feeling of loneliness enveloped him.

These, did not make him give up.

One day, Zhuang Bufan, who had recovered from his injuries, came to a tree where he often stayed on the back mountain.

He threw up his head and shouted, "Failure won't let me back down, I'll keep going." Haha, what if I can't cultivate? Isn't it just that my muscles and veins are exhausted? I can still raise it. I even have the idea of awakening the totem, why don't I think about it, maybe there is a medicine that can restore my muscles and veins?"

Thinking of this, Zhuang Bufan firmly believed that the world is so big that there are no wonders, why is there no such possibility?

His goal has always been firm, to become the strongest being in the world, and no one can stop his actions.

What is the gossip of others? Just reach out, point to the sun, and shout, "I'm going to do it." ”

Zhuang Bufan calmed down and held this decision firmly in his hands.

When he returned to the house, he found that someone had been waiting for him and wanted to talk to him.

This person is Zhuang Bufan's father Zhuang Bi, Zhuang Bi has not come back until now, all to deal with the affairs of the family, so he has to see Zhuang Bufan until now.

Zhuang Bi was wearing luxurious gray clothes, his demeanor was quite majestic, and there was a pair of sword eyebrows on his face, which added a bit of heroism.

"Father, you're here. ”

Looking at this middle-aged man, Zhuang Bufan's face pulled into a smile, but how to say it, this smile is quite embarrassing.

"Well, I'm here to tell you something. ”

Speaking of this, a sigh appeared on Zhuang Bi's serious face.

"Extraordinary, this time you really ...... can only kick you out of the family. ”

After saying this, Zhuang Bi's face turned pale, as if he was trying his best.

He was very painful, and secretly hated that he couldn't protect Zhuang Bufan and prevent him from being hurt deeply.

It's just that Zhuang Bufan already had a plan in his heart, and he was not surprised, you must know that this world is so cruel, and he has no strength to support it, so he can only eat soil.

This can be deduced from the words of the people.

It was a matter of time before he was kicked out of the family, Zhuang Bufan nodded and said, "I know, father." When are you leaving?"

When Zhuang Bufan said this, the patriarch was uncomfortable, but he was helpless.

"You can move out at any time during the month. ”

The patriarch squeezed out almost word by word, and when he said this, his whole body weakened.

"Okay, I'll go. Zhuang Bufan didn't think about it, and blurted out directly.

"Wait, don't be in such a hurry, after all, you still have a month, enough time for you to carry your luggage and leave. ”

Zhuang Bi hurriedly pulled Zhuang Bufan and didn't let him into the house, on the contrary, he persuaded him bitterly.

Zhuang Bufan pursed his lips, raised his head, stared at his father and said, "No need, I don't have anything to be nostalgic for here, it's better to leave as soon as possible." ”

"Listen, don't get carried away by other people's gossip and ridicule, you have to believe in yourself, even if you can't cultivate martial arts, it's nothing, as long as you stay in a small village and live well, for me, it's enough. ”

Zhuang Bi continued, "So, it just so happens that I have nothing to do in the past few days, and I can accompany you well, and when you leave this time, I don't know when we will be able to meet." ”

Zhuang Bufan lowered his head, thought for a long time, and knew that what his father said was not wrong, this time he ran away not in the past, but really wandered the world.

In this hot land, in this world, some people can really only live mediocre.

But as Zhuang Bufan is concerned, he will not give up, even if he goes outside, he still has to find a solution to the problem of not being able to cultivate force.

This is the pursuit of his life, not a busy life.

"Well, I'll stay here for a few days, and I'll be with you. ”

In this way, Zhuang Bufan and his father came to the back mountain together to practice martial arts together.

This is a memory of his childhood, once, he and his father Zhuang Bi, spent his childhood here.

Laughter, as well as hard work, tireless martial arts.

It can be said that Zhuang Bufan is a martial idiot, and his worship of force has reached the level of blindness.

Otherwise, I wouldn't desperately awaken the totem for the delusion in my heart.