In Chang'an's view, words that are spoken are water that is poured out. Except for the time in his life when he killed the bastard carpenter and failed Zhe Yan helplessly, he has never contradicted his words. What's more, he recalled the scene of that day and vaguely remembered I have no objection at all.
However, thinking about it carefully, this time was different than before. Chang An felt that he was completely inexplicable from the beginning to the end—he was cheated by Hua Yi throughout the whole process, and he didn't even know what he promised.
How should this be done
It's not right to renege on your promise to get fat, and it seems that it's not right to push the boat along the way.
Chang'an couldn't figure it out. For the current plan, it seems that the only way to catch the culprit Hua Yi, and beat him to tears just like "Ah Ah", would be more or less reasonable.
Amidst the bustling noises, Chang'an's face was still so calm that there was no expression of emotion or anger. He sat quietly by the fire like a dummy, holding a bowl of wine in his hand, staring blankly for a while, taking a sip of wine, At the same time, I was thinking about a river of blood.
So the Autumn Hunting Festival, which happened two years later, ended with their mighty and majestic leader being beaten.
Hua Yi guessed the beginning, but obviously didn't guess the end. When Chang An took a big stick he found out from nowhere to take the picture, he instinctively jumped three times, almost hitting his head on a big tree.
Chang'an is accustomed to using a saber, and the big stick that is almost as long as the saber is also easy to use, allowing him to wield it cunningly and vigorously at the same time.
Chang'an was responsible for the defense of their unbuilt "city" for half a year. Although he knew that he would not kill people, he never relented when he beat people. Therefore, when he attacked, everyone's nerves tensed first, and even he beat the leader in public. , No one reacted for a while, and they all gave him the venue reflexively.
Hua Yi woke up even after pouring a pot of yellow soup. He jumped up, dodged a stick, and then fell to the spot and rolled, turning into the appearance of a giant beast. He leaned in front of Chang An pitifully, hooked his paws on Chang An's clothes pitifully, and shamelessly rubbed his big head on people's bodies.
Chang An poked the big stick aside with a "bang", frowned, looked at Hua Yi with a serious expression, and pulled back his clothes forcefully.
Hua Yi hurriedly loosened his claws, in case the sharp claws would tear Chang'an's clothes on the spot, and rubbed his head sideways on Chang'an's shoulder flatteringly.
Chang An took a step back, pointed at him righteously and said, "You are unreasonable."
As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden silence around, as if even the sound of wind blowing fallen leaves could be heard.
For the first time in his life, Hua Yi felt that he was speechless.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Chang An knew that two hits would be enough, and it was not a deep hatred, so it would be shameful to slap the leader's face again and again. However, he was still very angry in his heart, feeling that Hua Yi had made a big mistake in this matter. It's a pity that he was angry again, but he couldn't say anything. After a long while, he couldn't hold back anymore, and couldn't help asking Hua Yi again: "You...how can you be so unreasonable?"
After speaking, he threw the stick aside, turned and left with a gloomy face.
The crowd was silent for a moment, led by Suo Laimu, and burst into laughter together.
Suo Laimu asked out of breath: "Chief, for such a big matter, you didn't even say a word, but silently settled him down, how could you be so unreasonable?"
Kazuo staggered and said: "Chief, you are not unreasonable, you are clearly unkind!"
Shanxi drank too much, stood up unsteadily, put his arms around Hua Yi's shoulders who had turned into a human again: "Boss, you are so unreasonable, how will it end now?"
Lu Quan pondered for a moment, then came to a conclusion in a muffled voice: "Yes, it is very unreasonable."
The merman leaned in front of him, gesticulating and gesticulating his fellow sufferers who were beaten together: "Ah, ah."
Hua Yi kicked him away: "Get out, what's the matter with you? If you go to my door to mourn, I'll cut you open and put on mint leaves and roast it."
He thought about it for a moment, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he said to himself: "Shut up, laughing and laughing! Hey... why do I think there is a way to do this?"
After Hua Yi finished speaking, he walked away like a demon, making a very sharp decision.
He chased all the way to Chang'an's residence.
There is also a small courtyard outside the tent in Chang’an, which is not big, with a circle of half-sized courtyard walls, neatly stacked with stones, and inside is a circle of wooden stakes of varying heights—this is the basic function of Chang’an’s practice. In this aspect, he is like a child who is just learning swordsmanship. The basic skills are a daily compulsory homework, but whenever he is free, he never falls behind.
Chang An sat on the wall of the small courtyard, watching Hua Yi tentatively approaching from above, his cheeks were tense, and he didn't say a word.
Hua Yi dawdled all the way to his feet before stopping, and suddenly grabbed Chang'an's ankle like lightning, but he didn't make any movement. He just rubbed his thumb on it, looked at him, and asked softly :"How to say?"
Chang An frowned, but didn't say anything.
Hua Yi stretched out his other hand, put it on his knee, took a step forward, as if he wanted to bury his head in his arms, and continued softly: "Why don't you beat me up again?"
Chang'an: "You never told me what hair loss means."
"..." Hua Yi said, "That's not shedding hair, it's..."
It didn't seem plausible that it was "taken down", so he had no choice but to swallow the second half of the sentence.
Hua Yi sighed, withdrew his indecent smile, gently squeezed Chang An's hand under the moonlight, and said, "Follow me—do you know what this means?"
Chang An nodded with a sullen face.
Hua Yi smiled a little lonely and said: "You know what a fart—how good is Alan, she is gone too, the living cannot live with the dead for a lifetime."
He spread out Chang'an's slender fingers, caressing the calluses on his palm and fingers lovingly.
Chang An whispered: "I know."
Hua Yi still shook his head: "Do you know what it means to keep a person in your heart? It's just that if you don't see each other for a day, you will be scratching your heart, and if you see that the other person is good with others, you can't wait to drag that person to pieces. Go out and feed the dogs, like... Gila did to Finn."
"I put you on my heart." Hua Yi spoke in a very low and slow manner, as if he was talking about a very important and serious matter. At this point, he paused for a while, and looked up into Chang'an's eyes , said almost word by word, "If you throw that hair tie back on my face, you'll stab me in the heart. That feeling... is the pain that makes people unable to live or die. If you feel so happy, just throw it away."
But Chang An said: "How can you swallow what you have done?"
Hua Yi didn't expect to get such a natural answer, and immediately choked up.
Chang'an was silent for a moment, and sighed like him, and said in a very vicissitudes of life: "My master said that it costs a lot to marry a wife. He is a poor man, so he has been a bachelor all his life. What should I spend? What if I don't have any?" manage?"
As he talked, he began to think about what he had, and while thinking, he felt that Hua Yi was simply too useless, so he even cheated and found him such a big job.
Hua Yi hadn't recovered from the lingering days before and after the moon, and was immediately overwhelmed by his foresight that his knees almost went limp, and hurriedly stammered: "No... don't need to be so troublesome..."
Chang An thought for a while, then suddenly lowered his head, took off the small domino around his neck, handed it to Hua Yi, and said, "I can't give you the knife, I just have this, give it to you."
Hua Yi hurriedly received it with both hands flattered, the old domino with blurred handwriting still carried the body temperature of Chang An, as if it still carried his unique clean smell, Hua Yi held it in his hand, I don't know if it was wine. He drank too much or something, his nose was so hot that he was stimulated by the almost imaginary "taste", and he was caught off guard and suddenly had a nosebleed.
Chang An was startled: "Hey, why are you bleeding? Did I hit your nose just now?"
Hua Yi resolutely felt that it would be better for him to slip away first and take it easy.
After the Autumn Hunting Festival, the weather began to turn cold. People had just spent such a deadly winter, and in this season, it was like an enemy at first.
However, their leader still swaggered proudly through the market every day. He even cut a section of the red thread of the domino, just enough to hang the small plaque with Chang'an's name on his collarbone, lest others would not see it.
The city walls and towers were preliminarily completed this winter at an incredible speed.
After the first heavy snowfall, the city wall ushered in its first wave of enemies.
That day happened to be that Lu Quan led people to guard the city tower. It was only after noon when he saw a row of black shadows in the snow in the wilderness in the distance, braving the cold wind and moving very fast. They looked like a group of orcs, and they were walking this way. .
Lu Quan quickly sent someone to notify Hua Yi, and stood on the tall tower to look into the distance.
The fear of the cold was still rooted in people's hearts, and he couldn't be sure whether these people accidentally bumped into their territory and planned to be enemies or friends.