Mystery Makes Me Strong

The cold wind howled.

Ice and snow.

"Go to hell, devil!"

"Take your life, beast!"

A girl in a white skirt and a dark boy shouted at a huge savage beast at the same time.

A dancing sledgehammer slammed hard on the giant beast's leg.

A volley kicked, kicking hard on the giant beast's head.

The giant beast hummed twice, and soon lost its breath, and then turned into a pile of silt and merged into the ground.

The two high-five each other before turning to leave.

"Jiawei, why do you always call them demons?" On the way back, the girl in a white skirt who was holding a sledgehammer asked suspiciously, "They are beasts, not demons."

The dark boy scratched his head: "I don't know why, but I always subconsciously shout like this."

The girl in the white dress shook her head: "Forget it, at least they are indeed evil. Kill this leader, and your village will no longer have to worry about the threat of giant beasts."

The two parted with a smile.

The dark boy walked back to the village until the day he came home.

The dark boy looked at some grown men standing in front of the house.

He recognized the other party, who belonged to Lord Barry, the largest landowner in the nearby town, and several villagers from the same village.

He walked into the door, and those people stepped aside one after another.

"Father Yang, you should pay back the thirty taels you owe."

"Master Barry, I'll collect it in a few days. My boy is coming back soon. I'll collect your money after he leaves. Don't let him know." A somewhat old voice said.

"Yes, your child's fight against wild beasts is to bring peace to several villages; but debts must be repaid, which is also a matter of course." A voice that sounded a little arrogant.

"Yes, yes, it's only natural to pay off debts. Your child is hunting wild animals, but the two catties of salt owed to my family should also be paid." The voice of a neighbor.

"And the thirty catties of fine flour from my family."

The swarthy boy only felt his brain "buzzing".

He recalled that when he showed his talent against giant beasts before, wasn't it these villagers and masters who encouraged him to deal with them?

But what they said is also reasonable, and the debt must be repaid.

He saw in the room that his father, who was the pillar of the family, was begging humbly like a humble tramp.

"Look, the boy from the Yang family is here." Someone whispered.

Master Barry, a rich old man, got up from the only good chair in the house.

"Oh, isn't this the return of our beast-killing hero? Look at me, how can you come to the door at this time," he asked casually as he was about to leave, "Is the leader of the giant beast dead?"

"Killed, it was a girl who helped me." The swarthy boy said silently.

"That's good, that's good." Master Barry nodded and walked away with his hands behind his back.

But the villagers stayed on.

"Father of the Yang family, return our family's salt first."

"Let's return my family's food first."

The father of the Yang family, under the urging of the villagers and under the uncomfortable gaze of his son, was as embarrassed as a mole.

"I obviously protected you, why do you still press my father like this?" The swarthy boy couldn't help but ask.

"You are a great hero. Protecting us is what you should do. But this has nothing to do with debt repayment, right? Is it possible to be a hero if you are a hero?" A villager said eloquently.

The dark boy was silent, he felt something was wrong in his heart.

But with his only knowledge and thinking, he couldn't think of more places.

And all over him, the most valuable thing is his fists and feet.

But the behemoth turned into ooze, and there was little loot.

The father of the Yang family said with great difficulty: "I will pay back the money owed to the big guy. Please go back first and let me cook a meal for my son."

"There is still food for cooking, so please pay back the noodles you owe me first." As a villager said, he went into the kitchen.

"Yes, and my salt."

Some time later, the Yang family was evacuated.

The villagers left satisfied.

The dark boy stood there dumbfounded, and from beginning to end, he never stopped anyone with his fists that could knock down giant beasts.

Because his father taught him since he was a child that fists are used to deal with evil beasts.

The old man of the Yang family walked into the room silently.

The dark boy sat in the empty, air-drained main room.

…………

After an unknown amount of time, a few people walked in from outside. They were Master Barry's housekeeper and two thugs.

The butler held a deed in his hand.

"Congratulations, congratulations, Young Master Yang, the master wants to invite you to be the captain of my family's guard. He will also marry a daughter to you, and give you a big house in the town, which is next door to the master's house. Your house There is no need to pay back the thirty taels of silver owed."

"You just need to sign this marriage contract."

Speaking of which, the steward handed him a deed, and said:

"By the way, where is Master Yang? He has to take care of this matter."

The swarthy boy accepted the marriage contract ignorantly, and said, "My father is in the house."

The butler rushed in, and then he screamed: "Master Yang, why are you so overthinking, you are so unlucky!"

The swarthy kid hurried in, but saw the Yang family's father hanging straight from the beam!

The butler just jumped around in panic.

The dark boy was terrified, he jumped into the air with one step, and hugged his father out of the noose.

The housekeeper stepped forward to test his breath and found that he was out of breath.

"He's gone..." The butler shook his head.

"Father!" screamed terribly, breaking through the sky.

…………

Three days later.

The dark boy followed the housekeeper drowsily, finished his father's funeral, signed the marriage contract, and left the village in a carriage.

The villagers avoided him.

From the beginning to the end, only the people of Master Barry's family were dealing with the funeral.

In the largest tile-roofed house in the town.

"A poor ghost is a poor ghost. He doesn't know how to pick up gold when he is in front of him, so he just picks up clods." Master Barry said to an honest and ordinary girl in front of him, smoking a dry cigarette.

"Father said so." The girl lowered her head and said.

"Remember, Dani, the first boy you both gave birth to was sent to our house to be raised, and you said that you are afraid of being harmed outside."

"Yes, Dad."

"Okay, it's time for your man to arrive. Go to your house and cook for him. We'll get married tonight." Master Barry said anxiously.

night.

The swarthy boy looked at the ordinary landlord's daughter, and thought of the girl in the white dress he had been with, and then looked at the big house in front of him, the fragrant ribs...

A month later, the dark boy's daughter-in-law became pregnant.

Master Barry sent three cows, two shops, and four servants.

A year later, the dark boy's first son was born, strong and fat, weighing thirteen catties at birth, and Mr. Barry was so happy that he couldn't hold his tongue from ear to ear.

It was another half a year, and the herd of giant beasts came from nowhere again.

They destroy the fields, eat everyone they see, and surround the town.

"Heroes of the Yang family, go back and save the village."

"My son-in-law, you can't leave. If you leave, our shop, our house, your son, your daughter-in-law, my good grandson, and my good daughter will all be captured and eaten by giant beasts." of."

The dark boy was caught in a dilemma.

He only hesitated for a second, and then said coldly: "Go and find another hero who doesn't spend money, eat, or salt, and go save the village."

"You cold-blooded, cold-hearted devil!"

The villagers only had time to curse out this sentence, and then they were driven away by the thugs of Master Barry's family.

Half a month later, the town was safe and sound.

The whole village was destroyed.

The land was taken away cheaply by Master Barry as a collection fee for the villagers.

Another group of refugees came here.

The leader of the rich family who wanted to rob the Ba family was killed by the dark boy, and the remaining honest people were taken into the village.

Lord Barry won again.

Thirty years later.

Before Barry died of old age, he closed his eyes in relief when he saw the huge family business and the grandson who had changed his surname.

One year after his death, the dark boy moved into Ba's house.

Another year, the grandson's surname was changed back.

Rumors arose in the town, saying that the third generation of the Ba family was the adopted grandson, not the biological grandson, and that the surname should be Yang, not Ba.

Under the strange eyes of the townspeople, the good grandson took the initiative to change his surname back to Yang.

In the third year, the Ba family disappeared, leaving only the Yang family.

…………

The story is over.

After analyzing the spectrum of red ants, it is such a story.

"Then who won?" Xiao Huan asked scratching his head.

"There are no winners, only losers." Wen Rensheng shook his head.

Master Barry thinks the villagers are mean, and thinks that the dark boy's strength itself is gold.

But he forgot that the honest character of the dark boy is the real gold.

Otherwise, his family property would have been taken away long ago, and no powerful person could be bound by a contract.

Any oath made by the river can be voided, let alone a mere piece of paper/

When he used material and family affection to pull the dark boy into the water, he also lost gold.

The sorrow of mortals.

No matter how many calculations you made during your lifetime, there will be none in the generation after your death.

The sorrow of the hero.

Spirit can conquer matter for a while, but matter can always turn defeat into victory in the end.

And for Gawayne, this is a bigger test.

Can Gawayne overcome his posthumous self?