Chapter 1678 Extra: Ome (18)

The rain stopped, and the fire in the temple gradually extinguished.

At this time, the night was already dark, and the moonlight leaked into the crevices of the ruined temple, making the light inside the temple dark and mottled.

Leaning against the pillar, the young man looked up at the moonlight from the hole above his head, his eyes were faint.

On his side, there is a curtain temporarily erected with tree branches, separating him from her.

She was lying on the other side of the curtain, he couldn't see her, only heard her shallow breathing.

"Qiqi...be obedient..." Suddenly, the woman's very light sleep talk came from over there.

The young man glanced in that direction, the corners of his lips slightly raised, looked up at the hazy moon again, and opened his lips.

Lips moved silently.

red beans.

...

"Oh my mother, what the hell is this place!" From another direction outside the border city, Croton tried to shake off the mud on his shoes, wanting to cry, "I haven't seen a big living person for a long time, did I encounter a ghost hitting the wall? "

After leaving the border town, he walked for a long time relying on his two legs. He obviously walked where there was a road, but the more he walked, the more desolate he went.

Not normal.

Isn't there someone wherever there is a road?

Where did no one go?

Looking at the shadows of the surrounding mountains, Croton made a trumpet shape with both hands and shouted.

"Hey—is there anyone? Come out and enjoy your saliva—"

"Give me money, hey, don't you earn money if you have money?"

"The heavens are spirited, the earth is spirited, where there are wild fruits and melons, you can come to the mountain spring, please ask the gods to guide you..."

At the end of the yelling, the boy was so weak that his legs dragged along with exhaustion.

He suspected that the real purpose of his father's willingness to let them come out to practice was to torment him.

I thought he was too noisy at home, so I kicked him out to suffer.

This experience was completely different from what he had imagined.

"If you want money or no money, if you want a carriage or not, if you want food or drink, what am I going to do?"

rustle——

rustle——

Croton's eyes changed, he straightened up slowly, and looked sharply in the direction of the voice.

Soon, dozens of figures ran out from the dark, surrounded Croton, and the corners of Croton's mouth twitched at the things they held in their hands.

Hoes, iron picks, sickles, spatulas and rolling pins... all kinds.

His family has these things, and they are very familiar with them. My second uncle is chased and beaten by these weapons every now and then.

Now these people are using the guys in the family to deal with him?

"Bandits? Robbers? It's not like that. Bandits and robbers are not as unprofessional as you. Are you villagers living nearby?" Croton closed his sharp eyes and laughed at the crowd who were staring at him, "Why did you come out to rob? ? This is not good, good people should keep their own place, and if you do something like robbery, if there is no good end, go back."

"Hand over the silver!" A middle-aged man stepped out from the crowd. He was the tallest and burliest among these people, but in the eyes of Croton, he could only be described in four words, not too thin.

Including the man, all of them were patched and patched, with yellow and emaciated faces.

"I pay money, will you give me food? I can buy it from you."

"If you have nothing to eat, pay the money quickly, or we will be rude to you!" The man shook the sickle in his hand, threatening fiercely.

"Give me something to eat and drink, and I'll give you money, so you don't have to do anything, how good? Do you want to do it?" Croton still had a playful smile, discussing.

"If you don't have food, you won't give it! It's really a toast and you don't eat or drink fine wine, brothers, come on!" Another man in the crowd gave orders, and a group of people rushed towards Croton, ready to grab it.