two golems

Chapter 182

Chapter 182
Merolo's learning ability is still very strong. Just like Zhu Youchen had just killed the pig, he solemnly raised the butcher's knife and stabbed it under the pig's neck. The white knife went in and the red knife came out, accompanied by a burst of laughter from the pig. Struggling wildly, blood spurted out from the knife edge.

The more the pig struggles, the faster the blood spurts out, and the more blood spurts out, the faster the pig's life is lost.

In just a moment, the pig, which could not be held down just now, completely collapsed on the low table.

Melolo looked at the butcher knife in his hand with joy, as if he had done something extraordinary.

"Hehe, this lady is so awesome~!" Melolo said proudly.

Zhu Youchen shook his head speechlessly, took the butcher's knife, and began the follow-up work of killing the pig.

The two big white pigs were cut into eight pieces with Zhu Youchen's superb decomposition skills. Afterwards, the villagers also got busy, and the tempting smell of meat soon wafted in the yard.

After a burst of laughter, Zhu Youchen and the three of them were all satiated.

Merolo couldn't even walk. Strangely enough, as the eldest lady of Lanxin City, she shouldn't be used to eating such rough pig-killing rice in the countryside, but Merolo ate it. Very exciting.

When she thought that these pigs were killed by her own hands, they tasted even more exciting.

Finally, under the dispersal of the mayor Xiong Ba, the villagers dispersed one after another, and Zhu Youchen and the three of them also experienced a rare peace.

After staying at Uncle Yang's house for a while, Zhu Youchen returned to the former butcher shop.

A year later, everything in the house has remained the same as it was when he left, except for a thick layer of dust. Everything else seems to have stayed on the day he left.

When I came to the bed where my father once lay, thousands of thoughts came to my mind, followed by a familiar sadness.

This is the only emotion that Zhu Youchen can clearly feel at present, and it is also the only feeling that can make him feel his own existence.

Behind him, Merolo, who was always chirping, rarely became quiet.

Yang Jian lamented, stepped forward and patted Zhu Youchen on the shoulder, comforting him: "Chenzi, be considerate, if Uncle Yidao knew that you have now become a puppet master, he would be very happy~!"

"Let's go to dad's grave tomorrow." Zhu Youchen said indifferently.

"Okay." Yang Jian nodded heavily and said with regret in his eyes: "It's a pity that I left in a hurry and couldn't accompany you to see Uncle Yidao away."

"It's okay." Zhu Youchen shook his head indifferently, "The main reason is that dad left too suddenly."

Yang Jian nodded meaningfully, sighed and fell into silence.

Melolo was silent for a long time and then asked cautiously: "Senior brother, I also want to pay homage to your adoptive father tomorrow."

Hearing this, Zhu Youchen suddenly looked back at Melolo. Although his face was expressionless, his eyes were extremely serious: "He is not my adoptive father, he is my dad, my father!"

Melolo opened his mouth in embarrassment and asked again: "Then can I go with my senior brother to worship your father tomorrow?"

"Okay." Zhu Youchen nodded calmly and turned back silently.

……

There was no talking all night, and early the next morning, the three of them, accompanied by the mayor Xiong Ba, came to the grave of their father Zhu Yidao.

After some solemn worship, Zhu Youchen decided to be alone for a while.

Yang Jian, Melolo and Xiong Ba stepped aside, leaving Zhu Youchen sitting alone in front of Lai's grave.

Staring at my father's tombstone, the words my father said before he left unconsciously came to mind.

Today, he has fulfilled his father's dying wish and has become a noble puppet master. But what makes him regretful is that his father will never have the chance to see all this again.

After a long time, Zhu Youchen came out of the cemetery, with no emotion at all on his paralyzed face.Seeing this, Yang Jian couldn't help but feel a little sad and melancholy, "What are your plans for the future?"

"I don't have any plans." Zhu Youchen replied blankly: "Just follow the path of being a puppet master."

"Uh." Yang Jian was startled for a moment and nodded thoughtfully: "Indeed, as long as you continue along this road, it doesn't matter what the situation will be like in the future."

Next to them, the mayor Xiong Ba followed the three of them silently. He looked at the two teenagers in front of him with emotion in his heart. He couldn't help but think of his son Xiong Shaolong, and felt inexplicably sad.

When we returned to town, it was already late.

Zhu Youchen and the others didn't stay much. After simply saying goodbye to Uncle Yang and Aunt Yang, they left Yanshan Town under the welcome of Xiong Ba and the villagers.

Yang Jian originally wanted to take his parents to the Holy Puppet Palace this time, but Uncle Yang and Aunt Yang questioned whether he wanted to spend the rest of his life in Yanshan Town.

In this regard, Yang Jian had no choice but to leave some money to his parents, hoping that they would live a better life in the future.

In addition, Zhu Youchen and Yang Jian also specially left a sum of magic dust to the mayor Xiong Ba. Xiong Ba also assured them that they would definitely use this money to develop Yanshan Town, not to mention develop it into a small town. But at least it must develop into a veritable town.

On the way back to Lanxin City, the atmosphere was no longer as cheerful as when we arrived.

Zhu Youchen and Yang Jian sat on both sides of the carriage, leaning against the carriage, staring at the darkening night sky and talking about life.

"Chenzi, what do you think people live for all their lives?" Yang Jian asked confused.

Zhu Youchen pondered for a long time and replied blankly: "Why must it be for what?"

"Well, if it's not for something, what's the point of living?" Yang Jian asked blankly.

"Why does it have to be for something to be interesting?"

"This..." Yang Jiancuo was stunned and didn't know how to answer for a moment, "Yes, why does it have to be for something to make sense?"

For a moment, the two of them fell into confusion.

Merolo popped his head out of the carriage and asked curiously: "Brother, Brother Scissors, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"

"Go, go, adults, talk, children, don't interrupt." Yang Jian said angrily: "Your senior brother and I are discussing very profound things."

"Oh." Melolo murmured, then turned his eyes and suggested playfully: "Why don't you come and record Qunzhou?"

Hearing this, Yang Jian's eyes suddenly lit up, and the previous confusion was forgotten by him, and he said enthusiastically: "Haha, this is a good idea, Chenzi, hurry up, I lost to you in many rounds last time, look at me this time How can I torture you~!"

Zhu Youchen nodded blankly, then took out his Qunzhou Zhi set card and started to play against Yang Jian.

Just like that, amidst the laughter of Douka all the way, the carriage unknowingly drove back to Lyceum City.

Although I have only been away for a few days, Lan Xincheng has undergone tremendous changes. The most intuitive change is that there are more puppet control passers-by on the street. Overall, Lan Xincheng has also completely changed into a new one. meteorological.

All the way back to the small courtyard in the suburbs, Kang Chenzi was still lying on the recliner leisurely and drinking tea as before.

Seeing the three people coming back, he smiled lightly and said, "You're back just in time. Dean Pei just came to see Luo Luo."

"Teacher, does Dean Pei have anything to do with me?" Melolo asked in confusion.

"I told you to prepare well and participate in the academy competition in half a month."

"Academy competition?" Merolo suddenly nodded and said, "I almost forgot that there is such a thing."

(End of this chapter)

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