Chapter 1457 Gratitude

Walking in the streets, looking around at the street lights and shops on both sides, except for the laughter of young women who give up on themselves like bells, and the wanton laughter of men when exchanging glasses of wine, the prosperity of the past can no longer be found. .

I walked to the place where Fenghuang, I, and Xiao Zhi once lived together. This place had been turned into ruins in the previous fire. But at this moment, the ruins were gone. What appeared in front of me was a It is a small independent building that is not big. Although it is called a small building, it is actually short and dilapidated.

An old man who looked very simply dressed was sitting quietly on the short stairs, smoking a cigarette with a cigarette rod in his mouth.

He was smoking a cigarette in his mouth, but his eyes were staring at me all the time, with three parts curiosity and seven parts wariness in his eyes.

From his vicissitudes of life and slightly desperate brows, I can feel a kind of attachment to the present and despair for the future.

Perhaps he had children.

Maybe, that child is still healthy and sunny.

Perhaps, that child is working hard, planning to make enough money, open a shop, marry a wife, have a child, and the family can live together peacefully, not seeking wealth, but just food and clothing. It would be nice to have some spare money to buy some clothes for my wife and send my children to the Adventurer Academy for two days.

However, the cruel reality, like a sledgehammer, shattered the dream as fragile as a mirror.

In the end, the old man could only find a piece of ruins, find some wooden sticks, find some nails, and knock them out to build a place that could barely shelter from the wind and rain.

He usually works hard in order to survive in troubled times. Only when night falls and everything calms down, does he let go of his worries, takes out his cigarette rod, sits quietly on the steps, and listens to the lingering white smoke and the clicking sound. , enjoy your own moment of peace.

Thinking of this, I may have understood why the old man's eyes were full of curiosity and even more wary.

Because I carry a knife.

Apart from adventurers, the only people walking on the streets armed with weapons are women who are determined to find their cheating husbands.

The old man is very old and has a lot of experience. Especially the turmoil that happened not long ago is still fresh in his memory. Therefore, he has to be on guard when facing adventurers like me.

Perhaps because he not only wanted to save his old life, but also wanted to save this hard-won family.

I never thought about why I did this, let alone what the consequences would be. Maybe it was an impulse, or maybe it was a sudden attachment to my former home.

I approached the old man, reached into my arms, and in his frightened eyes, I grabbed a handful of silver and copper coins and handed them over.

The old man didn't move. He was in a daze, his turbid and old eyes flashing with confusion.

He didn't understand why a stranger gave him money.

He didn't dare to accept the money, for fear that the next moment, the stranger would be furious because of his action of accepting the money, and draw a knife to kill.

But he didn't dare not accept it, because he couldn't figure out whether this young man wanted to give him money, or simply wanted to tease him.

He was hesitating, his hands were trembling, his lips were trembling, and even the cigarette rod in his mouth was trembling.

I sighed softly, stretched out my hand, opened his pocket, and gently put the coins into his pocket. However, as soon as I put a few coins into his pocket, coins were drawn from the side and fell on the dilapidated stairs made of wooden boards. on, making a dull sound.

"Take it," I said.

The old man trembled, hurriedly retracted his hand, and lowered his head subconsciously. Only then did he realize that many coins rolled out of his damaged pockets, constantly falling on the wooden board next to him, and on the soil under the wooden board.

"Thank you, thank you. Yes, I'm sorry." The old man didn't know whether to thank or apologize first.

Because the stranger in front of him gave him a lot of money, but the money fell on the ground due to his negligence. In his eyes, this behavior was no different from soiling the clothes of a nobleman, and both could be sentenced to death.

He hurriedly picked up the coins that fell on the ground, like a lost ant, constantly looking for the smell of his companions.

"Thank you, thank you"

The old man, who spent nearly twenty minutes picking it up, looked around frantically, looking for the shadow of the stranger who had given him money before.

However, at this moment, I had already left and was leaning against an unobtrusive wall not far away, peeping at all this.

"Old man, what happened?" An old woman opened the door with a trembling voice.

Not only did her voice tremble, but she also trembled.

"A young man gave me this." The old man carefully held the money in his hand and showed it to his wife.

It took a lot of effort for the old woman to see clearly what the old man was holding. She continued in a trembling voice: "Old man, where is the young man?"

"Let's go." The old man looked around again, coughed, and said, "In a blink of an eye, he was gone."

"Old man," the old woman's voice was still trembling, but her voice was full of excitement: "You may have misunderstood, that is not a young man, but our God of Creation. He saw us as pitiful and gave us this money. "

Hearing this, I retracted my head and stopped looking.

"Why don't you watch?" A low voice sounded beside me.

I sighed softly and said in a deep voice: "If a country is very stable, then the poor people who receive relief will think of the ruler of the country first. But when the people of a country despair of the ruler, the poor people who receive relief will think of the ruler. I will only be grateful to God.”

"So, you think there's no hope for this country?"

"What do you think?" I turned my head, looked at the person next to me, and said, "Shan Yong."

"I think there's still hope for this country."

Shan Yong was dressed in military uniform and said with confidence.

"Oh?" I smiled: "Reason?"

"Because my master has not given up on this country yet," Shan Yong said, looked at me seriously and said, "Isn't it right?"

I looked at him, and after more than ten seconds, I smiled slightly and said, "You're right."

After that, we walked towards the slum area, and Shan Yong quickly followed me, walking side by side with me.

I looked straight ahead and whispered: "What's going on in that laboratory during this period?"

"There is no movement at the moment," Shan Yong said, "but not long ago, a batch of supplies was sent to the junction forest, probably to support Achilles and the Second Young Master."

"What does Carter Scott want to do?" I frowned slightly and exhaled heavily.

Shan Yong shook his head and said: "I don't know, and I also asked people to inquire. No matter in the palace, among the neighborhoods, or even in casinos and prostitutes, there is no news related to it."

"It's definitely not a good thing if the seal is so strict." I sneered: "Since you can't find it, don't check it. Anyway, he will show his tail one day."