"How are you doing?" Seeing a group of people leaving, the middle-aged man turned his attention to Du Feiyu.
"Fortunately." Du Feiyu nodded, looking at the middle-aged man with a hint of gratitude. He knew that if this person had not appeared today, he and his adoptive father Du Jingtian might have died here.
"Son, will you come with me? You don't have to beg for food anymore." The middle-aged man bent down and said to Du Feiyu gently.
After hesitating for a moment, Du Feiyu turned his attention to Du Jingtian. Whether he should leave or not had to be decided by his adoptive father. Seeing Du Feiyu's wandering eyes, the middle-aged man noticed Du Jingtian. Du Jingtian's injury
It was very heavy, but he could barely get up. It must be said that he had a strong will.
"By the way, and you, you all come with me, and you will never have to be bullied like this again." The middle-aged man stared at Du Jingtian and said, in his opinion, he can take in the troubled father and son.
, it is definitely a kind act. After so many years of fighting and killing, my hands are already stained with blood. Taking advantage of my good mood today, I take in two homeless orphans and widowed fathers. It can be regarded as a good deed!
"Why should I go with you?" To everyone's surprise, Du Jingtian rolled his slender eyes and rolled his eyes at the middle-aged man.
"Huh?" The middle-aged man felt angry for a while, but he didn't attack immediately. He was slightly startled and said, "Then let me help you go to the medicine shop to heal your injury." After the middle-aged man said this, he came over to help Du Jingtian.
. He was in a very good mood today, so he made up his mind to carry out his charity to the end.
"Why do I want you to treat my injury?" Du Jingtian pushed his hand away and rolled his eyes at him again, with a sarcastic smile on his face: "Don't think I can't see it, you are also a ruthless person... you guys
There are not many good people rolling around on the tip of a knife. Even if you are fighting a injustice today, you may kill more people than that little brat just now."
The words are very poisonous!
Du Feiyu was also confused when he heard this. In his impression, his adoptive father Du Jingtian was quite mild-mannered and well-educated, but why did he suddenly become... today?
Sure enough, the middle-aged man's voice suddenly became sharp, and there was a trace of coldness in his eyes under the mask: "Who are you? There are not many people in Moon City who dare to talk to me like this."
It's no wonder that the middle-aged man said this. In this Moon City, there are only a handful of people who dare to talk to him like this, and he is very familiar with those people. But the frail scholar in front of him is obviously not one of them.
Could it be that he has a special background behind him?
"My name is Du Jingtian." Du Jingtian's eyes fell on the middle-aged man's gold-inlaid cuffs. He still said slowly and nonchalantly: "Since you said that few people in Yuecheng dare to talk to you like this? Then what do you mean?
Who is it? Could it be that you are the one..."
Under the mask, the middle-aged man's face turned completely gloomy. The reason why he appeared wearing a mask was because he didn't want to be recognized. He didn't want to cause any trouble to the forces behind him because of his random actions. Although
He was not afraid! But the inconspicuous poor scholar in front of him seemed to know his identity.
Du Jingtian's body moved slightly, and Du Jingtian's eyes blurred. In the blink of an eye, the big hand pinched his neck and lifted him up forcefully.
"You dare to call me by my name, do you want to die?" The middle-aged man exerted force on his hands, and Du Jingtian's originally pale face suddenly became even paler.
Tough! This is Du Feiyu's evaluation of his adoptive father Du Jingtian. Because just when the middle-aged man strangled his throat, a sentence still popped out from his mouth intermittently: "You are... afraid that I will tell you something about you."
Name, the Wild Wolf Gang...is causing trouble for you..."
The sun was streaming overhead, and time seemed to have stood still.
The middle-aged man's frown suddenly relaxed, his big hands also relaxed, and he slowly took off the mask on his face, revealing a gentle face. Compared with the angry voice just now, his mood was like
He looked like an unpredictable person, with a smile on his face: "Although I don't have much ability, I do have a strong bone. I like strong bones, so I won't kill you. You come with me."
"I won't leave with you," Du Jingtian gasped as he rubbed his almost broken throat with his unbroken hand.
"Why? Since you know my identity, why don't you come with me? Don't you know that I can protect you and let you live a comfortable life?" the middle-aged man asked doubtfully.
"Because my name is Du Jingtian, Du Jingtian's Du, Jingtian Jing, Jingtian Tian. The best counselor in the world - Du Jingtian." Du Jingtian said his name word by word with a look of pride on his face.
Indeed, he feels proud every time he mentions his name. Because behind this name, there is a story, a very interesting story. It was thirty-seven years ago, on a rainy night, in a small village, there was a legend.
There was a loud cry of the birth of a baby, but as soon as the child started crying, endless muffled thunder sounded in the sky. The thunder sounded continuously for a quarter of an hour before slowly dissipating. Afterwards, the mother hugged him and found Murakami.
The most knowledgeable scholar, who is also the most legendary divination master in the village, asked someone to help him choose a name, but he did not expect that after the divination, the master fell into silence for a long time. "'Life is met by thunder and death is shocking',
According to the hexagrams, this child will be born in a thunderstorm, his death will be shocking, and his life will be full of misfortune. Let’s name him ‘Jingtian’…” said the master.
Jingtian's father's surname was Du, so he was called Du Jingtian. Many years later, when he grew up, his mother told him this story, and he stubbornly believed that he had a great responsibility from heaven.
Causing shocking changes...
When he heard Du Jingtian announcing his home status, the middle-aged man's face suddenly moved without any trace.
"How can you come with me?" Under the sun, a look of pleading suddenly appeared on the middle-aged man's face. To be precise, when he heard the words "the best counselor in the world", his face suddenly changed.
Such a look appeared last time.
"Unless... you kowtow to me three times." Du Jingtian shook his head slightly, looking at the middle-aged man with a hint of teasing in his eyes...
Du Jingtian's words made even Du Feiyu stunned. He saved the two of them, but his adoptive father wanted them to kowtow to him.
How can there be such truth in the world? Even Du Feiyu felt that his adoptive father was going too far.
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