God after all

Chapter 5 He is the hero that children adore
"The Forgotten City needs to be strictly guarded, and the organization will send people in to investigate one after another."

"That's fine, you can't bear all this alone."

"I won't be coming here for a while."

The old man's eyes widened in surprise, and he asked in confusion, "Why?"

"If the Dark Aristocrat's target is me, I will be caught if I forget to haunt frequently, and a war will inevitably happen.

It's okay to happen in the forbidden area, but war cannot spread in the place of death, and the people here can no longer withstand the destruction. "

"You know, the best way to protect the inhabitants of the House of the Dead is to get them out of here.

But the lord of the country does not allow it, these human beings who have survived the sacred disaster are not allowed to go to the outside world.

You have also seen the chaos and turmoil back then, and the members of the dark aristocrats turned into human beings and did evil in the place of death.

Even if the disaster has subsided now, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no eyeliner left by the dark nobles in the place of death. "

Because of this, the world is also very resistant to the survivors of the place of death coming to live in the outside world, and does not accept them at all.

"It's an eyeliner, but the country's lord is going to fight for it. There is nothing more earth-shattering than this in his eyes."

Hearing the evaluation of the man in the iron mask, the old man smiled bitterly, half praised and half mocked:

"This is the lord of our country. The great one can benefit the whole world, and the narrow one can imprison more than 6000 people in the place of death."

Leng Ji declined to comment, turned and walked away.

The old man with a cane followed behind him silently, and said with emotion:
"These children are waiting by the bridge to wait for you. They will be very lonely if they don't see you in the future."

It is not only the children who are lonely, but also the old man with his eyes narrowed into slits.

In the days without the man in the iron mask, the little boy will not patronize his grocery store again, and he may only stay with the lazy cat for a long time.

Isn't that all there is to it?He and the adopted stray cats have been the only ones who have lived together for a long time.

"These children have never seen your face, because they don't know what you look like, and they don't know your name, so they can only call you Mask Master and Mask Brother all day long!

For the sake of their admiration for you, one day when you think it's appropriate, take off your mask and show them.

Your beauty may make them remember their whole life, and they will leave this world with a smile until they die.

A child once said that if you can see your appearance, it doesn't matter if you die at any time. "

The old man seemed to be talking to himself, with the image of a child waving in his cloudy eyes.

The boy who always carries his sister on his back, with bright smiles on his face and eyes, stood at the end of the bridge and waved his hands left and right to call the masked adult. He looked thin and inconspicuous among the children, but his voice was Loudest.

"How long have you been wearing a mask?"

"Since birth."

The cold voice was indifferent.Is the icy look flowing on the silver mask the same as his real face?
"The rare beauty possessed by humans is called the temptation of demons, and the darkness of demons is deposited in the incredible eyes.

Whether you are a demon or not, your existence is no different from that of a demon. "

Quietly and unmoved, always indifferent to anything.

When children wearing rusty motorcycle helmets and holding umbrellas gather on the road that the Man in the Iron Mask must pass, they will wait a few hours just to see him with their own eyes.

They do it all the time, and they're used to it.

Like many others, they couldn't help but be overjoyed when they got the person they wanted to see.

"Welcome to the Forgotten City!"

"Brother Mask, we meet again!"

The children grinned and their eyes were as beautiful as crescent moons.

The boy who carried his older sister on his back threw away his cumbersome umbrella and held a large washbasin in his hand to cover his head from the rain.This large basin is used for beating gongs and drums.

He also unceremoniously snatched a slug boy's helmet and put it on his sister's head.

"What?"

The slug stared, trying to snatch it back.

"Borrow it."

The boy stuck out his tongue and quickly avoided the outstretched hand.

"Wear one yuan for 1 minute."

I didn't expect the slug to be so cheap, the boy picked up the washbasin above his head and knocked it over: "Did you lose money?"

Although the big washbasin is made of stainless steel, the boy is not light on his hands.

The slug got angry and ran after the boy.

The atmosphere quickly fell into silence and returned to silence.No one dared to speak up again.

As usual, the man in the iron mask never had a verbal conversation with them; as usual, the half-grown children silently watched him pass by without saying a word.

It's not that he didn't notice the innocent eyes of the children.

The light in those eyes is very warm, with a kind of love and yearning for a bright and peaceful life.

This world is so dangerous, every city is full of scars, and everyone's heart is buried with such deep pain.

But after experiencing suffering and fear, they can still smile normally and happily. This is something that even adults cannot do, but children can easily do it.

"Wait... please wait..." The childish and soft childish voice sounded.

Leng Ji stopped, and saw a five or six-year-old girl approaching him, with a pair of round and clean eyes like a cat.

She was drenched in the rain, with her arms raised high, trying to hand a folded umbrella to the Man in the Iron Mask.

Leng Ji took it, opened the umbrella and returned it to the child, and covered her head with an outstretched hand.

This action obviously meant to touch the head. Some children were so envious when they saw it, their little faces turned red.

"That...I...I want to..." the boy with his sister on his back said cheekily.

The man in the iron mask who had been silently watching the little girl looked straight at the boy beside him for the first time.

"...I...I want to touch my head too..."

At the end, the sound was as soft as a mosquito, and her face was flushed as if she had applied two lumps of blush.

The heart beat faster, the cheeks were hot, and the nervous body trembled. A majestic aura from the man in the iron mask approached the boy's face, and the disturbed emotions were difficult to stabilize.

But even so, the boy still resisted the timidity in his heart, bravely took a few steps forward, handed out the black umbrella, and raised his arms high, hoping to get the same thing as the little girl.

The other children were taken aback for a moment, and after a while they all burst out laughing.

"Are you a nursing baby? You still need to touch your head, why don't you say you want to hug?"

"Go home and find your aunt, let her touch her enough."

"Hahahaha, look at him blushing like a girl!"

"If Ah Shan doesn't mind, come to me and I'll touch your head with both hands."

Unable to bear the crowd's winking and sarcasm, the boy's blushing face doubled red, and he swung the big rain basin and threw it at the person who laughed the most.

The slug that hit the facade turned into a nosebleed.

There were five or six groups of children making a fuss, and some stayed aloof and watched coldly.

The little girl handing the umbrella stared blankly at the man in the iron mask and turned away.

The old man was still sitting on the low stool at the door of the grocery store as usual, leaning against the door frame in silence, turning a deaf ear to the sudden silence.

A fat orange cat was lying at his feet and sleeping soundly.

Only the sound of rain was making noise.An unnatural silence imprisons every child.

The children watched the man in the iron mask go away. The slender back image was a black ghost, coming and leaving quietly, gradually disappearing into the rain.

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