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Chapter 1359 Live in Breath

In Zeng Yunfeng's impression, Tony Brown is indeed a relatively selfish person. The only obligation he can fulfill to his nephew is to keep this nephew in a half-dead state.

Zeng Yunfeng didn't have much affection for him, nor did he have much dislike.

From Zeng Yunfeng's point of view, this cheap uncle who is addicted to alcohol must have many stories. After all, a long-term alcoholic who wants to live in a drunken life must have many unforgettable pasts that he does not even want to remember.

All he wanted was to forge some more iron, and then use the iron money to exchange for some more wine money. Tony Brown had nothing else to ask for, as can be seen from all the furnishings in this blacksmith shop.

This blacksmith's house is divided into two parts, one is the blacksmith's shop, and the other is the bedroom. There is no front and rear yards, no pavement, nothing, nothing more.

The most valuable thing here is a donkey, the others are some old tools, even the fireplace was rebuilt by Zeng Yunfeng.

The wooden handles on the hammers had all been worn out. After finishing eating, Zeng Yunfeng sighed and took out two more from the fireplace. Seeing that he had eaten everything in front of him and even sucked the bones After looking at Will Turner who was still sucking his thumb, Zeng Yunfeng threw one over again.

"It's hot, it's hot!" Wiltner hurriedly took it with his hands and feet, but he was scalded again, and then he put the thing on the anvil alternately with his left and right hands.

"Why is this thing still so hot?"

Zeng Yunfeng pushed it away with ease, and ate one of the last two remaining, after all, the longer this thing is kept, the worse the taste will be.

After eating two unknown seabirds, Will Turner burped, "The taste is not bad."

Zeng Yunfeng nodded, smiled and said, "Go to sleep, it's best not to go out and run around at night."

"Why?" Zeng Yunfeng looked mysterious, "Because this is Port Royal in the Caribbean Sea."

It's a Caribbean port, and it's Port Royal Caribbean, but there are still some guys who look like Tony Brown when they're drunk.

Some people can only sleep like Tony Brown after drinking, but if someone is drunk and has no money on him, what will he do?
Killing, robbing, and stealing are all too normal, so it's best not to wander around the streets at night, maybe someone will end up with it. This is a barbaric world, and no one will make any sense, because there is nothing wrong with it. Yes, as long as someone's fist is bigger than yours, he can rob you, even if you are a child.

The night passed quickly, but Zeng Yunfeng was startled slightly in the middle of the night, but heard a person timidly and softly saying: "Martin, where are you?"

Zeng Yunfeng glanced down and saw that it was Wilt, with his hands stretched forward and his whole body bowed slightly, he really looked like a chicken thief.

"Martin, are you asleep?"

Zeng Yunfeng sighed, when he not only had to take care of himself, but also take care of the children, did he really become a nanny?

Zeng Yunfeng didn't answer, wanting to see what the little guy wanted to do. At this moment, Wiltner touched the haystack, but suddenly found that the haystack was empty, except for a slightly snoring donkey next to it.

"It's gone!" Wiltner's first thought was this.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a voice, "What do you want to do?" The voice came from above Will Turner's head.

Wiltner quickly backed up a few steps in fright, and fell to the ground, "Who? Martin! You, aren't you sleeping in the haystack?"

Zeng Yunfeng turned over and jumped off a rope, and lit the oil lamp next to him.

Looking at Wiltner who was a little panicked, he said, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing!" Wiltner's face was pale at this time, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. Zeng Yunfeng knew it clearly, it seemed that the child was having a nightmare.

Zeng Yunfeng pulled a smile on his face and said: "I told you not to sleep with my uncle, he snores like thunder, no one can fall asleep next to him."

"Can I sleep in the haystack with you?" Will Turner asked weakly.

"Go to sleep, I won't sleep there anyway!"

"Don't you sleep in the haystack?" Will Turner was a little puzzled.

Zeng Yunfeng pointed to a rope tied to the beam on the haystack and said, "I usually sleep here."

"On the rope!" Will Turner's voice suddenly raised a few degrees.

Zeng Yunfeng quickly put his index finger on his mouth and said, "Hold down!"

Will Turner covered his mouth and nodded.Zeng Yunfeng pointed to the haystack and signaled Wiltner to go in.

Wiltner touched it and slept in the haystack, feeling quite warm and relaxed.

Zeng Yunfeng shook his head, and blew off the oil lamp in one breath.

There was nothing to say all night, and on the second day, it was still a sunny morning.

The chirping birds woke up Wiltner who was sleeping in the haystack, but Wiltner felt his face was wet. He opened his eyes and saw that the damn donkey was licking him His face, his own face was covered with stinky saliva.

"Oh, you bastard, you nasty bastard, get out of here, get out of here." Wiltner pushed the donkey's huge and ugly head while venting his irritability in getting up in the morning.

"Martin, Martin, come and take care of your donkey, it's gone crazy." But no matter how much Wiltner shouted, Zeng Yunfeng didn't respond.

Wiltner managed to escape from the damn donkey's mouth with great difficulty, and immediately ran to the anvil, as if he was avoiding some kind of plague, his face had been licked by the donkey to drool.

Well, there is no need to wash in the morning, the donkey has already been licked clean by him.

Wiltner wiped the donkey's saliva on his face with the sleeve of his hand, and sprayed his mouth, as if he had been completely defiled by the donkey.

"Martin, where are you?" Will Turner glanced around, there was no one left in the blacksmith room, only some sunlight passed through the blacksmith room through the gaps in the planks, and the room appeared mottled. .

Only there was a black thing on the donkey trough next to the haystack.

Wiltner swore, "It's the damn thing again."

After eating the meal last night, he didn't have much liking for the black bread anymore, and it could even be said that he had some dislike for the black bread. It was really torture to eat it.

Wiltner pushed open the door of the blacksmith's shop and found that Zeng Yunfeng was standing outside the blacksmith's shop at this time, with his feet separated, his hands facing each other, palms facing down, and his body was rising and falling with his breath.

"What are you doing?" Will Turner was a little curious, and he couldn't understand Zeng Yunfeng's actions.

But there is no need for Zeng Yunfeng to explain too much to him, because what should be incomprehensible is still incomprehensible.

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