Chapter 132: Is the destiny determined? 【Please give me a monthly ticket】
"These martial artists!" Qi Shan cursed in anger, his thoughts were stirred up by the sound of banging fights. I was really impatient and raised my hand to pull off the fork rod that was supporting the window. Without the fork rod support, the window closed, "Can you let people sleep at night?"
The moonlight pouring into the house was cut in half.
The sound of closing the window is a little bit less, but it is still very noisy. The noise is like a mosquito buzzing in his ears, with a small sound but a lot of presence. Qi Shan sighed and had to use a spirit of "real hearing from outside the window" to close his hearing.
Others don’t have this ability.
He held back his anger and looked at who was going crazy at night. When he saw that it was Chen Tang and Li Li, he went back to his room to continue to brew his sleepiness.
Zhai Le yawned: "Brother Chen is so energetic."
Gong Shuwu was not surprised: "It calmed down after the fight."
"I''m going to bed, and I''m going to get up early tomorrow."
He also wanted to see how Gong Shuwu trained his troops.
Zhai Le drilled into his quilt and closed his eyes.
But after three breaths, a slight snoring sounded.
Gong Shuwu raised his hand and flicked it off.
The bandit village has limited houses, and dozens of newcomers were purchased during the day. The housing became more and more tense, and the people below squeezed into large shops. As a guest, Zhai Le could only squeeze into one room with Gongshuwu. It is said that it is "squeezing one room", but it is actually just sleeping in two temporary pieces of wooden boards.
Although the conditions are simple, Zhai Le knew the conditions of Chen Tang, and as a brave warrior, he himself did not have the habit of being a child from ordinary families. When I was young, I practiced hard in the mountains. Not to mention sleeping on the pieced wooden boards, it is a luxury to be able to lie down and sleep for a while.
At this moment, there is at least a roof and four walls.
The fight between Chen Tang and Li Li continues.
The situation has always been stalemate, and Li Li tried to break through with various methods, and failed repeatedly. Whether it was a fast attack, a slow attack, or a sudden sneak attack, Chen Tang was always at ease and followed him to change the rhythm of response. The more he beats, the more anxious he becomes.
In the end, he lost his rhythm and style and was seized by Chen Tang and hit his wrist with one blow. The moment he took off his "weapon", he thought to himself that something was wrong. As expected, after just three moves, she decisively and neatly pressed the tip of the wooden stick against his throat, and he lost.
Lili stood there for a long time.
Until Chen Tang took back the wooden stick.
"Mr. Lang, can you go back to sleep after having enough fun?" As the blood that rushed straight into the brain gradually cooled down, the fighting spirit of the rili''s blood boiling was also replaced by some powerlessness. He sighed deeply, suppressed the negative emotions that were rushing around in his chest, and tried to make himself listen to kindly, "I won''t be with you."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
The direction he was walking was not the room but the stream near the bandits'' village. Chen Tang hesitated for a while and followed.
From a distance, I heard Li Li''s roar.
“Ahhhhhh—”
The stream water is not over Lili''s waist.
He slapped the water surface angrily and violently, and there were unknown roars in his throat, either throwing or kicking. He did not lean back until his strength was exhausted. As huge splashes surged, the stream water completely submerged its body. He only resurfaced when he felt that the air in his chest had run out and was about to explode.
The coolness of the stream water was transmitted to the body through his skin, making his chaotic and swelling brain feel better, and his reason gradually reunited.
He was about to get ashore when he saw a familiar short figure standing by the stream, looking quietly in his direction.
Li Li tightened the flesh on his jaw and pursed his lips.
"Mr. This is..."
Chen Tang said, "Seeing that you are in a bad mood, come and have a look." Li Li asked with a hilarious question: "Are you afraid of a young man who commits suicide?"
Chen Tang nodded honestly.
Li Li smiled bitterly and murmured: "No, haha, if you really want to commit suicide, you will be young a few years ago, so how could you live until now."
Chen Tang asked: "It has something to do with that lady?"
Li Li''s face changed slightly, but he nodded without hesitation and admitted: "It has something to do with his wife, but not all, and it is more of a disgust towards himself... I just finally understand that, as her brother said, some things are really destined to be born."
Chen Tang asked: "What did he tell you?"
Li Li tightened his cheeks and said with stoopy: "It''s nothing, it''s nothing. It''s just that my wife has been holding a golden spoon since she was a child. She may be worth three to five or even ten years of chewing it. Even if I can trick my wife into leaving with me, she will only let her down in the end. He is right. Many people will rot wherever they are born! Even if God mercies him and gives him a good martial arts bone, it''s useless!"
Chen Tang was almost shocked by his depressedness.
"Why did you say this?"
Li Li said with red eyes: "I am a ready-made example. Even if God gives me a bowl, I will still starve to death..."
Although his roots and bones are so good that he can change the family''s poverty fate, he can afford to raise his parents'' younger brothers and sisters, but in the end he has opportunities but cannot grasp them!
"I was often troubled by hunger when I was young. Every day when I opened my eyes, I was worried about how to fill my stomach and spend all my energy on how to live."
He didn''t know that he had talent, nor did he know that he was brave and literary. His background was destined to be unable to access those things. Even if you know, it is useless, because it is because it is too difficult to train a martial artist, and it is not something that poor families who do their best to fill their stomachs can expect.
When Li Li knew what he had missed, he was confused and in pain, and his wife was the only one who patiently comforted him.
Li Li''s eyes were gentle: "Madam is the most beautiful woman in the world, and no one has ever treated me as well as she did."
Teach him step by step how to hold a pen, how to read, and how to study. Ask him a martial artist to teach him how to practice martial arts. He is obviously just a couple, but he is just a toy, so why should she be so concerned?
Li Li still understands this principle.
He waded and climbed up, sat by the stream and took off his shirt and twisted it, and joked, "I was not convinced at that time. I told my wife''s brother that even if I would never have the courage to do anything in my life, I would never be weaker than the so-called warrior. I can still protect my wife and earn honors for her."
Relying on his youthful passion and the dignity of his wife stuffing her body into her, he quarreled with the noble man for the first time.
Just to fight for the right to stay.
Of course, the results are obvious.
He probably wouldn''t forget the look of his wife and brother at that time until he died. He almost penetrated his body and peeked at his humble and lowly soul. Over the years, he has been holding his breath and trying to turn something around with his efforts...
But reality tells him-
"The literary and courageous spirit is indeed unshakable."
Shen Tang suddenly understood why Li Li was like this suddenly. She asked him, "Because I am a literary scholar, but I still beat you?"
Li Li said bluntly: "I can''t beat you."
He has not relaxed over the years and tried to use the methods he learned at that time to lure qi into his body, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not feel the existence of "qi". Even if he could kill the third-class hairpin owl with bare hands, he knew that the third-class hairpin owl was not a real warrior. When he met a warrior with a higher level, he could only wait for death.
Now I can''t beat the weak scholars.
Now that he thinks about it, he really doesn''t know that the world is high.
Shen Tang had no choice but to hold his forehead: "...You shouldn''t have compared it to me."
Who is it difficult for the reference group to find her? When she was drunk, she was not afraid of meeting eighth-class passengers! You should know that the eighth-level public vehicle can bring the existence of the 400th brother, and she dares to fight hard - hehe, can this TM be a normal ninth-grade literary scholar?
(This chapter ends)