Chapter 5446 Follow
"What are you looking for?"
The woodcutter asked subconsciously.
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"Black Monster."
The young scholar replied without raising his head.
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The Woodcutter:…
He wants to hit himself.
Isn't this what they came here for?
He is fine.
I forgot.
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The main reason he really doesn't think that young scholars can find black monsters.
No.
It was because he didn't think he could see the black monster.
Who can see other people's fantasies?
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The woodcutter followed the young scholar and stopped around.
Watching his face became more and more anxious.
He sighed in his heart.
But he didn't say anything.
If the young scholar could realize that the black monster was just his imagination...
It would naturally be the best result.
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"No...no..."
The young scholar murmured in a hurry.
"Are you no longer here?"
In fact, he might have guessed this.
But when he was really facing this possibility, he still felt disappointed.
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"…Are you here?” the young scholar whispered.
"You were here just now."
"Come out."
"Come out!"
"You haven't given me an explanation yet."
"You made me miserable..."
"Bad bastard!"
< br>The young scholar pounded the edge of the well with force.
Hiss ~
The young scholar grinned.
It hurts so much.
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The young scholar touched his hand, his face full of reluctance.
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The frowned on the woodcutter's brow was a little deeper.
He rarely sees such intense emotions on his younger brother's face.
My younger brother has always been a silent and restrained person.
But it is not gloomy.
The bookish spirit makes people feel peaceful and peaceful.
He sometimes wonders how a family like them could raise such a gentle brother?
Then he would sigh: It turns out that it is good to study.
This temperament looks so joyful.
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The younger brother in front of him made him feel a little strange.
The bookish spirit faded.
A little bit of anger even appeared between the eyebrows and eyes.
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"You come out!"
The young scholar suddenly screamed.
The sound of rain was suppressed.
"Out of the comer!"
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The voice of the young scholar echoed in the sound of the rain.
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The young scholar suddenly ran away.
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"Brother!"
Calling out of control, the woodcutter did not follow in time.
The young scholar was exposed to the rain.
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The woodcutter frowned fiercely.
I have just been wet for a few days and I don’t know my health.
Now it's raining again.
This guy really doesn't take his body seriously...
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The woodcutter was very angry.
I was even more worried.
My brother’s problem needs to be solved as soon as possible.
After dragging on...
The brother's condition is getting worse and worse...
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The woodcutter strode to catch up with the young scholar.
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"You come out!"
The young scholar wiped the rain from his face.
The blurry field of vision has become clearer.
He shouted loudly.
"Come out!"
"I know you're here!"
"Out of it!"
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"Brother!"
The woodcutter reached out and grabbed the young scholar's arm.
"Enough!"
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"Brother!"
The young scholar subconsciously struggled hard.
"Let go!"
"You can wait a little longer..."
"I will find it soon."
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..."
"You can't find it." >
The woodcutter's voice was filled with sighs.
The young scholar lets him shake his hand away.
"Don't look for it."
"Why do you still look for it?"
...The young scholar's eyes were quite fierce.
"Of course I'm going to settle the score with it!"
"It made me lose the exam!"
"It's not trusting!"
"It's tricking me!" >
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"But it saved you too."
The woodcutter thought to follow his younger brother first and asked him to give up looking for the black monster.
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The young scholar was stunned.
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No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
"No?"
The woodcutter looked at the young scholar, "This is what you said."
"You fell into the well."
>
"It saved you."
...
The young scholar opened his mouth.
That's right.
This is what he said.
Although it was unfounded, after all, he had seen nothing, but he was inexplicably sure...
The black monster saved him.
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The black monster saved his life...
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The young scholar was suddenly a little discouraged.
yes.
What is better than his life?
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Even if the black monster tricked him...
Make him like a fool... being complacent and proud...
At that time, the more complacent he was and proud he was...
The more he found that he was unacceptable when he failed the exam.
It seemed like I was being slapped hard on my face.
There is a scorching pain.
This pain even spread to his limbs and bones.
It made him feel like he was beaten up all over his body.
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But…
The black monster saved him.
By this...
He seemed to smile at the black monster and let go of his grudges...
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The young scholar clenched his fists.
He was unwilling to give up...
"...you come out."
The young scholar's tone became much calmer. "I want to see you again."
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"Brother."
The woodcutter shook his head.
"It's gone."
"Don't you always see it at home?"
"Let's go home."
"You are the same as before, Something to eat."
"Maybe it will appear."
"Isn't it?"
...
The young scholar was stunned.
Yes.
He nodded slowly.
This is a solution.
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"Let's go."
The woodcutter held the young scholar's arm.
"Let's go home."
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Seeing the young scholar hesitating in place, the woodcutter looked around and looked around.
"The owner of the house will come later."
"He will be angry when he sees us."
"Maybe he will report to the official." >
"Say we are trespassing in the private house."
"You don't want to stay in the dungeon of the government, do you?"
….
The young scholar was a little moved. Now.
As a scholar, I never want to go to the dungeon.
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"Go away."
Seeing the young scholar's face was a little shaken, the woodcutter immediately struck while the iron was hot and pulled the young scholar directly towards the door of the house.
"Go home."
"Let your sister-in-law make you something delicious."
"Smell the fragrance..."
"It will come out."
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The woodcutter felt that no matter what, he would take the person home first. .
The money at inn is not cheap.
The young scholar failed this time and needed to continue working hard next.
There are many places to spend money.
Save as much as possible in other places.
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Moreover, the appearance of young scholars now is not suitable for others to see.
Thinking of the embarrassing appearance of the young scholar before, the woodcutter was a little worried.
I hope the owner of the house will not talk nonsense everywhere.
The young scholar will come here again in the future.
If there are bad rumors...
That's not a good thing.
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The woodcutter suddenly felt a little regretful.
Why didn't he ask the owner of the house to not tell the matter about his younger brother at that time...
He might have to give the owner of the house some care.
But that's what happened...
It's useless for him to regret it.
He doesn't know where the owner of the house is?
He doesn't want to come back here with the owner of the house...