Chapter 5443 Imagination
The young scholar nodded.
"Wait until I go to that house..."
"Let's go home."
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...
"Don't go to that house."
The woodcutter said directly.
"That's someone else's house."
"You stayed there before, which made the owner of the house very distressed."
"If I hadn't found my brother in time, then The owner of the house is planning to report to the official. "
"Let the officers and soldiers take you away."
"After this time, the owner of the house will not agree to you go in again."
...
"Why?"
The young scholar blurted out.
…
"Who would welcome an uninvited guest?"
The woodcutter said bluntly. "Did you forget what you did before?" "The owner of the house has made a lot of efforts to get you out of his house."
...
A little confused appeared on the young scholar's face.
What did he do?
He only remembers...
The dark eyes that looked at him.
When I thought of those eyes...
The anger in the young scholar's heart ignited again.
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"Ah."
The young scholar cried.
...
"What's wrong?"
The woodcutter asked quickly.
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The young scholar's eyes were burning.
“…It appears the first time I didn’t prepare food…”
“It…”
“Is it accepting my own results?”
“Is it acknowledging my own results?”
>"I believe it so deeply, it must think I am ridiculous..."
"So at the end..."
"When I was most embarrassed..."
"It appeared."
The more I said, the more angry the younger scholar was.
He was really completely disguised by this black monster.
…
The young scholar couldn't swallow this.
He was really going crazy.
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"Enough!"
The woodcutter shouted loudly.
The loud sound made the air seem to stagnate for a second.
…
The young scholar was a little scared.
He stared at the woodcutter with wide eyes.
He seems to...
From the first time I remember, I heard the woodcutter's voice at him so loudly...
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"Enough..."
The woodcutter reached out to knock Knocked his head.
He seemed to have said the same words several times.
"Brother."
The woodcutter's expression even showed a hint of coldness.
"Don't let me hear again..."
"Anything about the black monster."
...
"Why?"
The young scholar blurted out.
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"Because it is fake!"
The woodcutter blurted out.
The woodcutter took a breath slightly when he met the young scholar's puzzled and shocked eyes.
"...Brother."
The woodcutter was quite thoughtful, "Don't think of any black monster anymore."
"It's fake. "
"It's just your imagination."
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"How is that possible?!"
The young scholar shook his head.
The words denied are faster than the brain has already said it.
"How could it be fake?"
The young scholar finds it ridiculous. "Brother." He said. "I saw it." He pointed to his eyes.
"I saw it with my own eyes."
"More than once."
"So many times."
"And, it also ate a lot of food I gave it. "
"Don't you wonder why my appetite suddenly became bigger?"
...
The woodcutter was stunned.
The appetite has grown bigger...
Ah.
That's right.
The woodcutter remembered.
The young scholar didn't know when...
The appetite grew much bigger.
But he didn't think it was anything.
The younger brother is still young.
It's the time to grow up.
Reading is tiring. The appetite has grown...
Is there anything strange?
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"You have grown up..." The woodcutter said, "The appetite naturally grows."
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The young scholar:...
< br>"No."
The young scholar was a little anxious.
"Even if my appetite grows bigger, I can't eat that much."
"The extra food is all small-"
The young scholar He paused, and then continued, "The black monster ate."
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"The black monster is very small."
"But the appetite is very big."
"It's also very greedy."
"This is also very similar to Taotie... ”
The young scholar murmured.
Speaking of which...
There are so many places in the black monsters like Taotie...
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"Brother!" The woodcutter still looked like he didn't believe it, and the young scholar became anxious.
"What I said is true."
"It's really a black monster that ate it."
"It's a steamed bun, snack, fruit..."
"It Eat them all."
"It-"
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"Brother."
The woodcutter interrupted the young scholar.
He looked at the young scholar, and the projected eyes made the young scholar feel uncomfortable.
…
The young scholar stopped his voice.
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"You eat those."
The woodcutter shook his head slightly.
"No black monster."
"You are under too much pressure."
The woodcutter did not give the young scholar a chance to speak.
He continued, "You want to succeed too much."
"So I imagined a black monster."
"Take it as a gold list that can bless you. The auspiciousness of the title. ”
"Actually all are fake."
"From the beginning to the end, you are the only one."
"No black monster."
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The young scholar's pupils trembled violently.
The lips turned a little white.
"No, no..."
The young scholar denied it.
"The black monster really exists..."
So many days of getting along, so many times...
How could the black monster be just his imagination?
Impossible...
Ah!
The young scholar's mind flashed.
"That child!"
He shouted excitedly, "The child from my sister-in-law's brother's house..."
"Didn't you see it too?!"
The child who felt very annoying at that time, but the young scholar at this time It was like catching the last straw.
He was particularly glad that the child pushed open the door of his study.
Otherwise...
Where would he go to find someone who saw the black monster other than him?
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The woodcutter was stunned.
He forgot that child...
Yes.
The child saw it too.
No.
The woodcutter shook his head. "Who knows what that child saw?"
Maybe it was something else.
But it happened to face the black monster.
That was just a very unexpected coincidence.
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"What he saw was a black monster!"
The young scholar shouted.
"It's just a black monster!"
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"Enough!"
The woodcutter shouted in a deep voice.
"It's said everything!"
"Don't mention the words black monster!"
"No black monster!"
"I didn't see it!"
"Your sister-in-law didn't have it." See! ”
“Your aunt didn’t see it! ”
"The child's parents didn't see it either!"
The woodcutter was slightly panting.
"We didn't see it!"
"How do you prove that it is true alone?"
"... Even if you add that child, there are only two people. .”
"But we didn't see much more than two people."
"You said..."
The woodcutter slowed down, "Is it your two more credible?"
"Are it more credible if so many of us?"
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The young scholar was stopped.
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