Duan was taken aback, and raised his head subconsciously. He saw the wrinkled face of the old man again. The old man had no expression on his face, and was watching him, "What, what's the problem?"
The old man frowned slightly, and thought to himself, he was a silly boy, so it's better to be a little silly, isn't it just right. "I asked you just now, have you never had enough?"
Dumb nodded, feeling that the old man didn't seem to have any intention of hitting him, he couldn't help but become a little more courageous, and said: "Yes, yes, I know you must be very angry, if you don't hit me, can you Let me go." Although this time I failed to pull the fish, but the day is very long after all, Duan felt that he still had a chance to complete the task, and he would never be discouraged by a failure to pull the fish. For the sake of his beloved Mantou, he still had Keep working hard and do your part well.
The corner of the old man's mouth twitched slightly, and he said, "Did I say I wouldn't hit you? You stole my purse, so it seems normal for me to hit you."
Dumb's face, which had just relaxed a little bit, collapsed again, resumed the posture of holding his head with his hands, and lowered his head: "Then, then, can you stop hitting my hand."
The old man asked in surprise, "Why?"
Dumb whispered: "Because, because I still have to hold the fish. If my hand is broken, I won't be able to hold the fish. If I can't hold the fish, there will be no steamed buns to eat, and I will be beaten by Uncle Li."
"Leading the fish? Uncle Li?" The old man was only slightly stunned for a moment, then he understood what it meant to lead the fish, and he also understood that Uncle Li was the head of the stupid little thief in front of him. He felt a little funny in his heart, the thief was caught by the victim, and he actually asked others not to hit his hand, this fool in front of him is really okay!
"It's still light to beat you. In my capacity, even if I kill you, no one will trouble me. Believe it or not."
Dumb was stunned, and said: "Kill me? Kill me, wouldn't I die? What is it like to die, can you tell me first? Will it hurt? After death, there will be no steamed buns to eat." .”
The old man suddenly felt that talking to this fool made him feel much happier. However, it was impossible for the old man to imagine that the thin boy who asked him what it was like to die would turn out to be the all-powerful "Grim Reaper" on the mainland after more than ten years, the person who brought death to others.
"Do you want to eat?" The old man decided not to dawdle with Dumb any longer, and went directly to the topic.
When it comes to eating, Ah-Dai suddenly regained his energy. The steamed buns he ate in the morning had already been digested in the cold weather, and his stomach rumbled. He raised his head, looked at the old man longingly and said, "I want to! I want to I’m full. How about, why don’t you give me one of those purple coins, as long as one is enough.” Thinking of chicken legs, Duan’s saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth.
The old man said: "I won't give you money, but if you want to be full, come with me, I will make you full, and I won't beat you."
Dumb's eyes lit up. He just wanted to be taken away like a girl in the morning, and his wish came true. He asked carefully: "Really, can I really be full?"
The old man nodded and said, "You can also ask for any other requests, and I will try my best to satisfy you. However, you may not come back after this trip for a long time. You should think about it carefully." A child goes back and cries with himself every day, and when the time comes to kill him, he will come out to find another one.
Dumb shook his head, and said, "I am willing to go with you, as long as it can make me full, I have no other requirements."
The old man nodded in satisfaction, and said, "If you come with me, you have to work. Are you afraid of hard work?"
"Work? What kind of work?" Duan asked in a murmur.
The old man said: "It's better than being a thief. At least I won't hit you, right? If you don't know how, I can teach you."
Duan lowered his head and said: "But, but, I am very stupid, they all say I am stupid, can I learn?"
The old man said impatiently: "I said you can learn if you can learn it. Come with me." After finishing speaking, he turned and walked out of the alley.
Ah-Dai responded, and followed the old man out. After walking a few steps, the old man stopped suddenly. Ah-Dai didn't pay attention, and bumped into the old man's back. , looked at the old man puzzled.
The old man turned around and said, "What's your name?"
Dumb said: "My name is Dumb."
The old man mocked and said: "Dumb? You really live up to your name! Remember, my name is Corris, and I am an alchemist. From now on, you will be my apprentice."
Dumb nodded, afraid that he would forget, he repeated over and over again: "Death in the song, death in the song..."
The old man raised his voice and said: "My name is Corris, I am not dead in the song, you remember it clearly for me. You will call me Teacher in the future."
"Oh, oh, I see, old, teacher. But what does teacher mean?"
Corris felt that he was really defeated by this little guy, and explained helplessly: "Teacher, he is the one who teaches you things." After speaking, he turned his head and walked out of the alley. Even the president of the Alchemist Guild would show respect when he heard the name Corris. After all, although he was moody, he was always one of the few master-level alchemists.
Duan suddenly thought of Uncle Li's behavior after the girl left yesterday, so he hurried to catch up and said, "Teacher, can you accompany me to tell Uncle Li that he has eaten steamed buns for me for so long. Say hello to him, or he'll be mad."
Corris thought for a while, nodded and said: "Okay, lead the way." Originally, he didn't need to go with Dumb, but for his own plan, he had to let Dumb follow him wholeheartedly, so he agreed with Dumb, a fool. A proposal that couldn't be more stupid.
Duan led the way in front, turned around, and brought Corris to the south corner of the city, outside the dilapidated house where he lived for more than a year. At this time, most of the children were sent out to work by Uncle Li. There was a noise. Corris frowned and said, "Is this the place?"
Dui nodded, carefully pushed open the weak wooden door, and walked in first.
Uncle Li is holding a wine jar in the room and drinking a small wine. Since Dumb's level of leading fish has become higher and higher, his income has gradually increased, and he no longer has to go out to work by himself. He is imagining how many more In a few years, if you save more money, you can live a more comfortable life, and you can even marry a woman back, so that you can be a good uncle for a while, and you don't have to go to that crappy brothel to vent your anger. While daydreaming with his eyes closed in alcohol, the door suddenly opened, and the thin figure of Duan appeared in front of him.
"Huh? Why did you come back so soon, how many fish did you bring?"
Dumb said with some fear: "Uncle Li, I, I didn't catch any fish."
As soon as he heard that Dumb hadn't brought back the results, Uncle Li's voice suddenly became sharp, his eyes widened fiercely, "Didn't catch the fish? Didn't catch the fish, what are you doing when you come back? The skin is tight again, isn't it?"
Dumb's body trembled, and he said submissively: "I, I came back to say goodbye to you."
Uncle Li was startled, and jumped off the bed with a bang, "You want to leave? After eating my food for so long, you really want to leave, your wings are hard? Don't you?" He didn't feel bad when the girl left. Even if she stayed, the one who couldn't bring the fish back would just waste food. Even if she sold it to a slave trader, she might not be able to sell it for much. But Duan is different. Now almost half of the income is brought by Dui, and he will never let his cash cow leave. Uncle Li tried his best to control his voice softly, and said: "Are you hungry again, I'll give you another steamed bun, and then obediently go and lead the fish for me, don't make any wrong thoughts, otherwise, hum Hmph." He shook his fist and looked at Dumb threateningly.
The long-term accumulation of prestige made Dumb unconsciously want to back down, and it is also a good thing to be able to eat one more steamed bun! He was hesitating and didn't know what to say when Corris' voice sounded, "Otherwise what can you do to him?" Following the sound of footsteps, Corris' tall figure appeared beside Ah-Dai, and Uncle Li was in front of him , looking so obscene and small.
"You, who are you?" Uncle Li asked inland.
Corris said lightly: "You don't have to worry about who I am. Dumb and I came here just to tell you that I will take him away. From now on, he is no longer your thief."
Uncle Li's heart felt a little chilly, in front of this person who couldn't see his face clearly, there seemed to be an invisible pressure that made him breathless, but after all, the profit is the most important thing, he summoned up his courage and said: "No, you I can't take him away, no wonder he dared to leave me, so he found a backstage. I'll fucking kill you." As he spoke, he punched Dumb in the chest.
Duan shrank subconsciously, waiting for the pain to come, but there was no movement for a long time. Dumb opened his eyes, only to realize that Uncle Li's fist did not hit him, but stayed in mid-air, his wrist was grabbed by a skinny hand, and cold sweat was streaming down Uncle Li's forehead .
"I said, he is my apprentice now, you have no right to hit him again." Corris pushed Uncle Li aside, he is not as fragile as an ordinary magician, although he does not know any martial arts , but characters like Uncle Li are not in the eye.
Uncle Li clutched his wrist and scolded angrily: "You, you bastard, do you want to rob someone?"
Corris sneered, and said, "Scumbags like you should have been punished by the gods long ago. If you keep pestering you, I'll send you to hell." Then, he stretched out the right hand that grabbed Uncle Li just now, and said a few words Weird spells came from the cloak indistinctly, black flames suddenly appeared in the palm of Corris, the flames shone with a strange brilliance, Corris waved his hand, and the black flames turned into a line of fire and landed on the only person in the room. three legs on wooden table. There was no sound, no sign of burning, the wooden table just disappeared out of thin air, leaving no ashes behind, and only an unpleasant smell remained in the air.
Dumb and Uncle Li were both stunned, Dumb said: "Teacher, are you doing magic? Why is there no table?"
Corris glanced at him and said, "This is not magic, it's called magic." If any magician above the intermediate level saw the scene just now, he would be surprised to find that the flames used by Corris are dark magic and magic. Fusion magic combined with fire magic.
Uncle Li's teeth kept bumping up and down, "You, you, you are a magician. Master magician, don't, don't kill me." He knew very well that for a small person like himself, if the person in front of him wants to Killing oneself is as easy as strangling an ant, and no one cares about the life or death of a thief. What's more, apart from the Holy See and the Soviet Federation, no matter which country the magician is in, as long as the person who kills is not a nobleman, he has a certain right to pardon. No one wants to offend them.
Corris turned his head and said to Dumb: "I have explained it, let's go."
Duan looked at Uncle Li, who sat there with a pale face and didn't make a sound. After all, compared with money, life seemed to be more important.