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Chapter 705 Fermentation(1/2)

When Gu Xiang said the last sentence, he always acted calmly.

Six years have passed since the incident, and even occasionally he would wake up at night, as if he had returned to the darkness of the trapped beast fighting.

But after all, so long has passed.

Time has the power to heal all scars.

Gu Xiang picked up the fried egg rice fried with Zhou Fan, took a sip, and gave a thumbs up: "It smells so good!"

Gu Xiang quickly blew it up and asked Li Menghuan: "Then how did you do later? After I came back, I searched for you for a long time, but I couldn't find any news about you. I thought..."

Gu Xiang stopped talking, it seemed a bit unlucky to say it.

Li Menghuan shook her head slightly and said it was not important: "I am not dead, but it is almost the same as I am dead."

Li Menghuan told how she escaped from those groups, how she found the snake head, smuggled to the island country, and how she started her new life.

More than an hour passed this lecture.

After Li Menghuan finished speaking, the two were silent for a moment, and their eyes were filled with sadness and pity.

Why do they suffer from this?

They were just ordinary people, but they just like to play games.

Is it necessary to be targeted inexplicably because of this?

Is there any law in this world?

No one said these words, but it does not mean that they have no resentment in their hearts.

I can't say it, just because I'm too helpless.

Li Menghuan broke the silence: "In comparison, our luck is pretty good. Ye Yan..."

Gu Xiang's eyes also dimmed, "He seems to be gone."

Seeing the atmosphere walking in a painful direction, Zhou Fan was very embarrassed as the protagonist who was nostalgic.

Zhou Fan coughed gently and said something that shocked Li Menghuan and Gu Xiang.

"Actually, I have something I want to tell you now after hiding it for so long."

"I am Ye Yan!"

Seeing Li Menghuan and Gu Xiang's faces full of disbelief, Zhou Fan quickly added, "Advisor."

In the next half hour, Zhou Fan said what he made up for several days.

"Actually, I met my master seven years ago."

"At that time, he was not very famous and had a fair amount of money. It was an ordinary qualifying match. After he was opposite me, I was very dissatisfied, so I looked for him solo."

"Yes, I know you must be very surprised. Why did Brother Ye and I go with solo, with his personality, think of me as a fart, and it is impossible for me to pay attention to my provocation. I can't understand this."

Gu Xiang had to interrupt him: "I can give you an answer, mainly because you are more ungrateful."

Zhou Fan said "Oh", and wrote a note to Gu Xiang in his heart and continued to talk about it.

"We played several sets, and of course I lost. After all, Brother Ye is really amazing. He can predict all my actions. He knows what I do. He feels like he is standing by my side in the future and watching me play games."

"Later, we added QQ after a while, and later he would teach me a few tricks. He said he thought I was very talented and hoped that I would not bury this talent."

"Of course, he also told me that I should study hard and not be like his brothers. I have no education. I am just a woman except games. I always swear words. What do you want to do when I keep talking? These words are really not what I said, they are all sayings! Don't take a bottle of wine!"

Zhou Fan had to change his way of speaking, otherwise he would be beaten up by two people who were three times his age.

"Although he has never admitted that he is my master, in my heart, I have long regarded him as a master. I pay attention to his game and learn his playing style, hoping that one day I can become the pride of others, set an example and hope for others like him."

"But before I could grow up, he was like a meteor quietly passing by and disappeared."

"Later, I fulfilled my promise to him and embarked on this road, carried the flag he threw down, stepped on the footprints he had stepped on, hoping to carry the dream he had not fulfilled."

When Zhou Fan said this, he was excited and spitting everywhere.

"He told me that one day, he hopes that he can hold that trophy on behalf of the Chinese e-sports players. He hopes that professional players from other countries will no longer regard us Chinese as gifts, will no longer discriminate against us, and will no longer suppress us at will."

"I didn't expect that by chance, I actually met the team members he mentioned, that is, you. I think this is probably the will of heaven in the dark, allowing you to appear by my side, look at me, help me to complete his unfinished career."

Li Menghuan touched her chin: "This is indeed something Ye Yan could say. I just said why your playing style looks so familiar, and I knew I was not wrong!"

Gu Xiang slapped his thighs excitedly: "You guys have all succeeded, I'm still alone, it's so hard for me!"

Zhou Fan comforted, "Brother Gu, don't cry. I know a friend, and he has always been single. Oh no, he has always been alone and very lonely. He is also talented, I think he is very similar to you. Do you want to know him?"

Zhou Fan's tone was very sincere. Gu Xiang thought about it and nodded in agreement.

"Okay, these old past events are almost over here. We should look forward to inherit my master's will and avenge you."

It's the time to get a great heat.

Heaven and earth are like big kilns, and all things are melted.

On the afternoon of the heat, there were no pedestrians on this bumpy stone street.

Only an old dog, hiding in the shaded stone slab under the eaves, lying on the ground with his limbs, sticking out his tongue, looking half-dead.

The air seemed to stop flowing. The sound of children who refused to take a nap in the distance and the crying after being scolded and beaten by their parents made the picture a little lively.

A dark-skinned boy was hiding in the end of the ring-shaped alley under the scorching sun above his head, sneaking out his head.

His face was a little dirty, not very delicate and handsome, but his eyes were clear and agile. After seeing the old dog who was sleeping like death, he began to wander around.

He took out half of the sausage from his arms, sniffed hard, licked his cracked lips, and was a little reluctant. He frowned and gritted his teeth, throwing the sausage out. While watching the half of the sausage roll on the bluestone slab, he sucked the remaining fat on his hands cleanly.

"Hey, silly dog, eat it quickly!"

His eyes were full of anticipation. The old dog named Lao Huang heard the sound, and had already opened his sleepy eyes and looked at the alley on this side with alertness.

Seeing the small half of the sausage suddenly exposed to the sun on the stone slab, the old dog looked around and didn't see anyone else. Then he stood up and walked slowly.

Seeing it swallowing the meat sausage into its stomach in one mouthful, the young man was secretly happy and began to count down in his heart: "Ten, nine, eight, seven...two, one, pour it for me!"

When counting at one, the old dog's standing posture gradually became unstable, his head began to shake, his limbs swayed, and with a "thump", he fell to the ground directly.

"Hey, this anesthetic is really easy to use. It's not in vain. I spent a lot of effort to steal a small two-month from the drug shop. I only added less than half of it and it actually fell down!"

The boy looked surprised. After making sure that the doors in the ring alley were closed and no one noticed something strange, he walked out of the shadows. He took out a sack in his hand, aimed it at the sleepy dog's head, and then tied a knot at the pocket.

Then he took out the bamboo stick that had been hidden from the corner, and a happy smile appeared on his face.

"I asked you to chase me and bite me two days ago. If you don't beat you to death this time, I'm not full!"

Just as he was about to take a black hand, he suddenly saw a figure in the corner of his eyes. He was so scared that he almost fell to the ground with the bamboo stick in his hand!

“…Master? Why are you here?”

The boy swallowed and consciously hid the stick behind him, although he couldn't hide it at all...

A man in blue clothes walked from the end of the alley, bathed in the golden sunshine, and smiled in a warm voice: "Chen Fangxiu, what are you doing?"

The boy named Chen Fangxiu was speechless and didn't know what to say. His usual eloquence seemed to have all failed in front of this man.

After all, Confucius, as the only master in the only school in Niujiao Town, was respected in the whole town, not to mention that he was one of the few people in the whole town who treated Chen Fangxiu directly. Chen Fangxiu naturally did not want to make jokes in front of him.

Chen Fangxiu reached out and kicked the sack, smiling honestly, "Teacher, I was just playing in Luohong Lane. This dog seems to have heatstroke. I recognize it. It seems that it is guarding the door of some family in Xuanling Lane. They are sending it here to ask people!"

"Oh, you mean Lao Huang?"

Kong Jingfeng slowly approached, and went to Chen Fangxiu, and pulled the knot in the latter's worried eyes, then glanced at Chen Fangxiu again, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Chen Fangxiu's heartbeat even more violently, for fear that Kong Jingfeng would ask him.

But the teacher didn't say anything. I don't know where the strength came from. When he pulled his hands, the sack was torn open! He picked up the old dog from the sack, opened its eyelids and looked at it, nodded and said, "No, it must be heatstroke. Today is the hot weather, and it's very good that you have this kindness. Next I'll send it back, you should go home soon, and come out to play when the weather is cold later."

Seeing that he didn't pursue the matter, Chen Fangxiu nodded quickly, turned his back slowly, faced Kong Jingfeng, and his hands were behind him, not knowing that the bamboo stick had been exposed from his right shoulder.

"Then... Master, I'll leave first, my father is waiting for me to go home for dinner!"

Kong Jingfeng waved his hand at him, and he squeezed out a bright smile and stepped back step by step.

Just as I was about to exit the Hangling Lane and walked into Yuqian Lane, I heard the mellow voice of Kong Jingfeng: "Chang Xiu, after I go back, I will say to Mr. Chen, I will visit my door tonight and ask for something."

Chen Fangxiu felt nervous. He hadn't heard much about the old man having something to do with Confucius before. Could it be that he was going to sue him?

But he couldn't tolerate anything he said at the moment, so he could only nod his head with a sad face. Now he was too lazy to hide the bamboo stick. He held it in his hand and knocked on the floor tiles, as if venting his uneasiness and dissatisfaction in his heart.

"Forget it, let me spare you a life today. I still have half a pack of medicine, but the meat sausage is a bit difficult to deal with. I can't bear it myself, but in order to avenge, I endure it..."

Chen Fangxiu lowered his head and walked out of Yuqian Lane listlessly from the shade under the eaves. Suddenly he thought that he had an enemy coming nearby, and immediately became energetic again.

He sneaked near Huaiyin Lane, and there was a grocery shop in the middle of this alley that was about 60 meters long and named for planting locust trees all over the street.

In the winter of last year, the owner of this grocery store had been standing in the crowd watching and accusing Chen Fangxiu of another incident. His voice was the loudest, attracting many townspeople who were not interested in watching, making Chen Fangxiu, who was only thirteen years old at the time, feel uncomfortable.

"Hmph, today I'll let you taste the feeling of being scolded by someone pointing at the head!"

Chen Fangxiu stood up, jumped suddenly, and lay on the wall and looked at the house.

This family seems to be called...what is it? Forget it, it doesn't matter, there are not many good people in this town anyway.

With the help of the branches of the old locust tree next to him, Chen Fangxiu climbed up the wall, slid down quietly, and tiptoed to the bamboo pole where he dries clothes.

Fortunately, it is the hottest time of the day. Unless it is absolutely necessary, almost no one is willing to travel under the scorching sun, which gives Chen Fangxiu, who is not afraid of the world, the chance to be presumptuous.
To be continued...
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