Legend of Dream God in a Little Dream

Zengjun looked at the sun which had already set and said, "Let's stop here for today. It's already getting cold."

"Okay, Master," Zhao Yi said obediently and came to Zeng Jun.

Zeng Jun put the spear into Zhao Yi's hand and said, "Stop, stop. I am not your master. Firstly, I am just helping you. Secondly, I am just teaching you what I know."

Zhao Yi took the spear and said, "That's enough," and then put the spear back to its original place.

Zeng Jun looked at Zhao Yi's back and felt that he looked a bit like himself. Seeing Zhao Yi's careful look, Zeng Jun sighed in his heart, "Is this really his true face? Will he be like that person who read books? He is completely different in front of people and behind their backs? Wait, when did I become so suspicious?"

But Zengjun always had an indescribable feeling when looking at Zhao Yi. In a trance, Zhao Yi's figure turned into Ke'en in Zengjun's eyes. Zengjun waved at him and whispered, "Hello~ Ke'en"

However, Zengjun still has to accept the reality that Zhao Yi is Zhao Yi and Ke'en is Ke'en. For Zengjun, what he should do is to prevent Zhao Yi from repeating Ke'en's tragedy. At least, he can be true to his conscience.

Zengjun walked to Zhao Yi's side, and Zhao Yi just picked up the scattered spears, "Let's go back, it's already cold."

"Yeah," Zhao Yi is very well behaved, or he is just such a person, a person who does not want to hurt others, a person who should be an ordinary person.

Back in the house, under the light of the fire, Zeng Jun finally comforted Zhao Yi. He had known for a long time that Zhao Yi's hands were already chapped and peeling from the training.

Zeng Jun looked at Zhao Yi's hands intentionally. There were already cracks and blisters on them, and his hands had even turned black.

"Don't you want to wash your hands with water?" Zengjun asked with concern, because he didn't know how important water was in the desert. He only knew that ordinary people he had met had never mentioned how important water was.

Zhao Yi replied politely, "Water is very scarce in the desert. We can only get some drinking water these days."

Why do we say this is a kind of self-cultivation? If Zengjun was asking a fool, the fool’s first sentence would be “Who are you? You don’t even know there is a lack of water in the desert”. When Zengjun meets such a person, the best attitude would be to just ignore him.

Therefore, when you meet such a well-educated person, you will always have an indelible good impression, as if telling you clearly that you are a good person. Of course, it also implies that such people are generally soft persimmons and easy to bully.

After breakfast the next day, the teacher (here it means teaching, I will mark it in case it is easy to be misunderstood) allowed everyone to have a day off.

Zeng Jun couldn't stand the boredom and walked to the left side of the city wall, and Zhao Yi followed behind him.

When they arrived at the new place, they found that the configuration here was the same as Zengjun and his friends. Seeing this, Zengjun felt bored and prepared to go back.

Suddenly, four people appeared on the right and blocked Zengjun and Zhao Yi's way back, and three more people came from the left to block them.

Zhao Yi quickly explained to the leader inside, "We are all the same. There is no need to create internal conflicts. Let us go back and we will pretend nothing happened."

The leader stepped aside, and the other three also stepped aside.

Zhao Yi said "thank you" to the leader and turned to call Zeng Jun to leave, "Brother Zeng, let's go"

Zengjun also leaned towards Zhao Yi. Zhao Yi hurriedly held Zengjun's wrist with his left hand and walked out. Suddenly, the person who took the lead stretched out his foot and tripped Zhao Yi. The moment he fell, Zhao Yi let go of the hand that was holding Zengjun's wrist and fell heavily to the ground.

Everyone else burst into laughter when they saw this, but Zeng Jun remained expressionless. He thought that this coincidence might be able to reveal the answer in advance.

Zhao Yi was lying on the ground and quickly said to the leader, "If you want to vent your anger, come to me. It has nothing to do with him."

The leader smiled and half-knelt in front of Zhao Yi, "I'll beat you first and then I'll beat him."

"No, no, no, put his share on me, he is innocent."

When Zengjun heard the word "innocent", his heart trembled.

The leader would not listen to the advice of those weaker than him. He was about to stretch his fist back to hit Zhao Yi hard. Zhao Yi quickly protected his head with his hands.

After a while, what was supposed to happen did not happen. Zhao Yi slowly opened his arms to protect himself, only to see that the man's sandbag-sized fist was blocked by Zeng Jun's single palm. Zeng Jun looked at Zhao Yi, "Are you okay?"

"A little bit, my butt hurts"

The leader saw that the cup was not put on, and shouted, “Come on, let’s kill them both.” The six people nearby immediately surrounded them and prepared to punch and kick them. Zeng Jun slightly increased the strength of his right hand, and the leader immediately cried out in pain, “It hurts, it hurts, let me go!” His tone was still a bit heavy.

Zengjun turned around and looked at him, "Speak more gently, uncle," and then added some strength.

You can hear the sound of bones being dislocated, and the person being pinched immediately admits his mistake and says, "Please, let me go, Grandpa."

"That's better." Zengjun released his hand so that he could pull his hand away.

The leader pulled his hand away and soothed his injured right hand.

Zeng Jun helped Zhao Yi up.

His six younger brothers couldn't see the situation clearly and were ready to save face for their boss.

When they were about to fight, the leader stopped them, "Stop, I can't beat you, let alone you." Then he immediately knelt in front of Zeng Jun and said, "Please teach me."

Zengjun supported Zhao Yi and walked back, "No, you will do bad things if you learn it."

The leader looked at his dislocated right hand, sighed and hammered his hand, "You're right, I would only use it to do bad things if I learned it."

Zengjun asked Zhao Yi, "Is your butt hurt?"

Zhao Yi answered straightforwardly, "It's just a bump, no injuries, just take a rest."

Zengjun sighed, "That's good." "Hold on to the wall first." Zengjun helped Zhao Yi to the wall.

The leader was looking at the ground in disappointment when his hand with dislocated bones was suddenly picked up by someone. He looked up and saw that it was Zengjun who was holding it.

Zengjun quickly twisted the dislocated part back and healed his hand. "I almost forgot, how could I hurt innocent people?" Then he turned and left.

The leader stood up and said, "I'm really sorry for hurting him."

Zengjun waved his hand and said, "It's okay."

Zengjun came to Zhao Yi's side and said, "Okay, stop pretending."

Zhao Yi felt a little aggrieved because it was indeed still painful. "Being able to feel you up close makes me feel at ease."

Zengjun thought so too. After all, if he fell, he would recover in seconds. Oh, no, it wouldn't hurt at all. Uh, that's even more wrong. He would never be tripped by others.

The man watched Zeng Jun and Zhao Yi go away, his eyes full of resentment.

Zengjun helped Zhao Yi back to the place where they often came to chat.

Zengjun put Zhao Yi down here, and Zhao Yi stood steadily.