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When he took off his clothes, he spread it on the ground, wrapped the firewood cherishly, and ordered him to carry it on his back.
Pei Jiufeng looked at the sticks of firewood exposed outside, frowned, and categorically refused: "No! It will hit me!"
He has only one coat, and now he has taken it off, he is topless. These rough and dry branches, rubbing against the back, hurt just thinking about it!
Is she going to carry her all the way into the city? Is his back missing? !
"Who made you useless and cut the furoshiki?" Shaoyin glared at him and urged, "Hurry up! Hurry back!"
If you don't agree with a word, you are going to kick the stance.
Pei Jiufeng couldn't help but wonder, did the demon really want him to find his way back and repent?
How does it look... not like it?
Deliberately wanting to give up, but it didn't work.
He couldn't beat Shaoyin, and she wouldn't look distressed.
Biting his head, he carried the firewood with exposed branches on his back.
As soon as took a step, immediately regretted it.
The rough branches pulled over the back, and it was hot and painful.
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When has he suffered this kind of pain?
Why suffer like this?
The burning pain in the back made Pei Jiufeng burst out suddenly and threw the firewood to the ground!
He will not carry it! How can she take him?
"You don't carry it, you let me carry it?" Shaoyin glanced at the firewood that he had thrown on the ground, then raised his eyes and raised his eyebrows.
If he was smarter, he would have known she was going to be angry.
But Pei Jiufeng is arrogant, how could she bow her head to a poor and shabby girl? He held his chin high, his eyes staring.
"It's against you!" Shaoyin glared at him, bent over and pulled out a thumb-thick branch from the pile of firewood on the ground, and pulled it towards his back: "Wang Dagen! You're really against the sky. Let you pick up firewood, but you won't pick it up! Now let you carry it and refuse to carry it! Do you expect me to raise you as a young master?"
Pei Jiufeng said in heart, otherwise?
She and the demon are a group, they want to use such childish and ridiculous means to make him get lost, then do it to the end!
He raised his arm to block, only to hear a "click", and the branch was broken in two.
And a red mark appeared on Pei Jiufeng's arm.
This pain is not worth mentioning to him. He put his arm behind him, raised his chin and said, "I don't carry it! I want to carry your back!"
He already knew about the demon's temper. When he killed someone, the demon let him go through the same situation again, and he could know that the demon was extremely hypocritical, and would never humiliate him for no reason.
He doesn't carry firewood, the demon will not do anything to him.
"Okay! That's what you said!" Shaoyin saw that the envoy could not move him, and no longer wasted his efforts, and only said: "Wang Dagen, you have betrayed the last words of your parents, and you will not support each other with me and depend on each other for life. You In this case, I don't recognize you as a younger brother, and I won't care about you from now on!"
Bend over to pick up the firewood and stubbornly carry it up.
Without looking at Pei Jiufeng, she moved forward.
She walked further and further, without stopping at all, looking back to find him.
Pei Jiufeng only felt guilty for a moment, then calmed down.
He wanted to see what the monster would do to him next!
The "demon" did nothing to him.
did nothing to him.
Pei Jiufeng stood for a while in the wilderness outside the city, not feeling the slightest difference. Only the autumn wind whistled, blowing on his naked upper body, causing a chill.
And Shaoyin's figure is getting farther and farther, and only a black spot can be seen clearly.
The bundle of firewood was very large, and when she carried it on her back, she could not see her head, but only a section of her calf and feet.
The skinny girl was carrying huge firewood on her back, strenuously walking outside the deserted city, stepping little by little, working so hard to make a living, ordinary people would inevitably feel a little unbearable and sympathetic when they saw it.
But Pei Jiufeng watched without any fluctuations in her heart.
In his mind, it was all illusory.
It was the monster who evolved to condemn his tyranny and try to make him feel guilty.
He couldn't be moved.
Only when the girl's figure completely disappeared from sight, and he was the only one left outside the barren and empty city, Pei Jiufeng thought about what to do next.
He is in a dream now, and he doesn't know when he will wake up, and the situation in the dream is very bad. If he has to dream for a long time, how can he make himself a better life?
He is cold and hungry now.
First of all, we must seek the things that cover the body, but also the things that wrap the belly.
Standing there for a while, he found that he could only go back to the city.
There is no room for shelter in the wilderness.
When she came, she didn't realize anything, but she went back to the city alone, with her upper body naked, her stomach cramping with hunger, and her hands and feet had no strength. Pei Jiufeng had a hard time walking.
The two-mile road was turned into a twenty-mile road by him.
Step by step forward, and finally entered the city.
He was so hungry that he couldn't stand it, but what made him even more unbearable was walking around the city topless.
Even if no one looked at him at all, he was still unbearable!
He's looking for something to hide!
But where to find it?
He was penniless, and it was impossible for Buffon to sell him.
Steal someone else's? He is so hungry that his hands and feet are weak, who can he rob?
The sky is getting darker, the pedestrians on the street are getting thinner, and the autumn wind is getting colder.Pei Jiufeng's face gradually became ugly, and her fists were clenched weakly.
He wanted to seek revenge for the sloppy man who beat him and robbed him of half a bowl of white porridge before.As he was hungry for a long time, the value of that half bowl of white porridge increased in his eyes.
He couldn't help thinking, if he ate the half bowl of white porridge, and then ate a wotou given by Shaoyin, would he not be so hungry now?
He was so hungry.
He didn't even have the strength to seek revenge for a sloppy man.
If he hadn't been so hungry, he would never have let the sloppy man go. Even if he couldn't beat him, wouldn't he still be able to suffocate him?