Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Chapter 281 The servant and identity (please subscribe)

As night falls, in the backyard of Sun's house, there is a room where the bitter medicinal smell blends with the faint scent of sandalwood.

A pale, delicate-looking young man who looked very thin was lying unconsciously on a bed made of iron and wood.

His hands were folded on his chest, his flesh and blood were dry, his breathing was vague, and his breath was almost gone.

It is obvious that there is no way to save the day and is on the verge of collapse.

On the east side of the room, a young man wearing a felt hat sat carelessly at a five-legged round table. Various chicken bones and pork bones were scattered on the smooth tabletop. The young man's mouth was full of oil as he ate, and he occasionally burped. A full burp.

The servant who should serve the young master with all his heart was so bold and rude to eat and drink in the house. This situation seemed very strange.

With a creak, the door to the room was pushed open from the outside, bringing in a burst of cool air.

Mr. Sun, who was tall, strong and fierce-looking, was dressed in fine clothes and walked in from outside the house holding a lantern.

Seeing this scene, he only frowned slightly, but had no other reaction.

The boy slurped his grease-covered fingers, smiled, and said to Mr. Sun,

"Master, I bought the fresh pig's trotters from Lao Yangtou. Do you want to try them?"

When he spoke, there was no awe or respect that a servant should have for his master, but instead there was a very familiar feeling of intimacy. In the eyes of the servants nearby, it was an unimaginable sight.

However, Member Sun did not blame the boy, nor was he particularly dissatisfied. He just said with a hint of helplessness,

"I told you earlier that although we can deal with it now, there is no guarantee that someone will still be thinking about us. We must be careful and careful in everything we do, and don't expose the truth.

If you are like this, if the servants in the house see you, I will have to work hard to clean up your tail. It is really not progressing. "

Having said that, after extinguishing the lantern, he walked to the other side of the boy, picked up a piece of fat and tender pig's trotters without any scruples, and started to chew on it. While chewing, he said,

"You're a kid who knows how to please me. I don't know who you learned it from."

He likes to eat pig's trotters, and he especially likes the special sauced trotters of the old Yangtou on the street. Few people know this, but the boy opposite knows exactly that and regards it as a way and method to please him. He felt helpless at times.

From the beginning to the end, Sun Yuanwai did not look at Young Master Sun lying on the bed. It seemed that what was lying there was just a pedestrian and a beggar on the roadside, without any warmth at all.

"By the way, Master, when are we leaving? I heard outside today that there will be results in the county in a day or two. The Sun family will inevitably be confiscated and exterminated. Will we be implicated? ?”

"Don't worry, I'm already taking care of this matter. Selling off the property will take time.

The old ghost from the Zhao family has been jealous of our family for a long time, and this time the price is a bit low.

But within probably a day or two, although you will lose some money, it is no longer important.

When the time comes, you take your mother and go first, wait for me at the designated place, and avoid causing trouble along the way, you know? "

The boy nodded, his eyes unconsciously drifting towards the young man on the bed, his eyes particularly complicated.

"Master, since we are all gone, why not take him with us?

After all, the man who has called you daddy for so many years has a good temper and is not annoying, but he still has some feelings. "

Clinker Sun immediately threw away the hoof in his hand and gave him a cold and oppressive look.

"Remember, what is fake is always fake. It is just a tool. Once the mission of the tool is over, it must be discarded.

Don't have unnecessary womanly kindness, it will kill you.

Everyone in Juluhou Mansion and Huolong Cave had seen him and knew that he was my son. He was severely injured and died soon after being tortured and tortured by bandits.

If he is alive and discovered again, it will be a huge flaw, and then all the lies and plans will be exposed.

What we are holding in our hands are all treasures that the Sun family wants to pay for. If we are targeted, how can we have a good life in the future? "

The boy smiled, although he couldn't bear it, but Sun Yuanwai's years of teachings made him a refined egoist.

The so-called kindness and kindness are extremely limited in his heart.

"Okay, I'll go to mom first. Mom's mood has been unstable recently. I want to persuade her more. As for this, I'll leave it to you, father."

The young man knew what would happen tonight. The boy who fell asleep on the bed would eventually sleep here. Some of the past hidden in the years would never see the light of day again.

With a wave of his thick hand, Yuan Sun asked him to retreat on his own.

He glanced at the young man on the bed from the corner of his eyes, and a ray of cold light flashed through him. This kind of disaster must be eliminated.

The boy shook his head and left the room quietly. The moment he turned his head, his expression changed.

The laxity in the room disappeared. Instead, he became as cautious and timid as ordinary servants.

This disguise has been going on for many years, and sometimes he can't even tell whether it is true or false.

When he was about five or six years old, he had gone from a well-dressed and well-fed young master who was liked and feared by everyone, to a humble servant who was at the mercy of others. The change was sudden, but he couldn't resist, because everything was his. His biological father was arranged by Sun Yuanwai.

He didn't know what the other party was guarding against before.

Now we know that the Sun family in the county is almost finished, so it doesn't matter whether we know or not.

Fortunately, everything will end, and these days are finally over.

The boy was in a good mood, with a smile on his lips, a little bit of excitement, and light steps.

When passing by a garden that was in full bloom out of season, I slowed down and felt a sudden sinking in my heart, as if dark clouds were covering my heart, and there was a thick shadow in my heart, and an indescribable feeling of fear grew in my heart.

If it were anyone else, they might think that they were overthinking.

But this young man has intensively studied the profound martial arts taught by Sun Yuanwai. Although his foundation is still shallow, he has already achieved some achievements and knows that this is not an illusion.

The boy's ears trembled, trying to use his excellent ear power to detect the location of the person in the darkness, and subconsciously made a defensive posture.

His hands were placed across his chest, and his legs were striding one behind the other. He was shaped like a golden toad, and his breathing was long and long, like a statue. He was as quiet as a dead man who had lost all his life.

"Hey, I didn't expect that I could actually practice such advanced martial arts."

Suddenly, from nowhere, an old and surprised voice came, but only the boy could hear it. It caused waves in his originally quiet and lake-like state of mind, and his breath was momentarily confused.

Huh, a shrill sound broke through the air from beside him. The young man's eyes were clear and he showed no fear. He exhaled a breath of fresh air, rounded his arms in front of him, and launched a very hard and powerful palm strike. The air currents in the void scattered in all directions, hitting the person who was sneaking in the attack.

Unfortunately, an old hand as dry as tree bark used unparalleled domineering power to deflect the palm he had struck with all his strength, and when it fell on him, it instantly knocked his throat to death.

The other party can crush his throat bone with just a little force.

The boy's face was filled with shock. What kind of master was this? He couldn't even catch a single move?

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