[Holy Biography] Behind-the-scenes BOSS Struggle

Seeing the indifferent gaze of the young man opposite, Busha shuddered slightly from being stabbed, but in the next moment he stepped forward and spoke righteously.

"Xiao Tian, ​​why do you want to curry favor with those people?"

She bit her lip and asked unwillingly, "I treat you so well, but you have never caught and grilled fish for me. What purpose do you have in flattering them against your character, right?"

Di Shitian ignored her, turned around, soaked the fishy smell on his hands and the burnt area with the cold stream water, got up and left, and didn't wipe off his red fingers from the cold. The cold wind blows dry at will.

"What I do is not as good as those few people from other villages. I take time out every day to care about you and take care of you. Even if you ignore me, I never care about it. Why should I treat them better than me? Because of money? Grandpa is the village head ! I will be the richest man in this village! What else is there? What more do you want..."

Di Shitian suddenly stopped, turned his head and sneered, "You want to know why?"

Busha was taken aback, and for a moment he was frozen by the opponent's awe-inspiring murderous aura, but then he glared at him tyrannically and said, "Of course!"

Di Shitian smiled, and said lightly: "Yeah, for what reason, I am actually shaken by the so-called equality and warmth, but it's just a stranger I met once, it's a joke!"

Busha didn't understand his self-talk, so he chased after Di Shitian with a gloomy face: "Xiaotian! You are good to them, do you want them to take you away! Stop dreaming!"

"Besides me, who else cares about the flattery of people like you! Don't think that they will really give you benefits after they trick you a few words!"

"You are from this village! Don't forget the promise you made to grandma! You must stay in this village forever to protect us! You can't leave for the rest of your life! Ugh!"

"It's just a dead man's agreement, do you really think I can't break it?"

"As long as you leave one of your humble lives alive in this world, Patti won't blame me."

"Stupid girl, put away your shameless ambition and alms, want to get longevity and strength from me, at least train the expression on your face to be more sincere."

The horrified scream of Busa, who was held up by the neck, was completely blocked in the trachea. The tightening force in her throat and the pain of suffocation made her aware of the terrifying power of the boy in front of her for the first time.

She blushed and struggled but couldn't shake even a finger of the other party. All her hard work and condescending patience for a long time were all dismissed and dismissed, and her life was ruthlessly and cruelly taken away step by step, and she was on the verge of death. The threat made her even more frantic.

Di Shitian watched indifferently as the girl's complexion turned blue and purple, and her resistance became weaker and weaker.

All that was left was the hatred and hatred in his eyes, staring at Di Shitian viciously.

The iron-like palm was released suddenly, and the dying girl suddenly fell to the ground, so embarrassed that even her arrogant personality seemed ridiculous.

Busha, who suddenly lost his breath again, coughed heart-piercingly. After recovering, the girl whose self-esteem had been trampled on yelled and made a fuss.

"I'm going to tell Grandpa that you betrayed the village! You will definitely regret it! Indra!"

Di Shitian was indifferent to her threat and only spoke lightly.

"Come out."

An old man slowly walked out from behind the tent, looking at Di Shitian with a complicated expression.

"Grandpa! Grandpa!" Busha got up and threw himself into the old man's arms, crying loudly, "Di Shitian is going to kill me! He is going to kill me because I told him that he wants to escape!"

The old man paused and asked, "If I don't show up, will you really kill Busha?"

Di Shitian didn't answer, but just started to leave.

The old man sighed.

"Busha, go back first and play with your nurse for a while."

"grandfather!"

"Go, listen to grandpa."

After watching the girl leave unwillingly, the old man turned his gaze back and said softly.

"Xiaotian, come to my place to drink something, okay?"

Di Shitian, who had already left, didn't care about it.

"You hate this village so much that you don't even want to get along with your father anymore?"

Di Shitian paused.

The boiling water was gurgling in the copper pot against the lid, and the light milky smell wafted into the air, forming a hazy mist in the sight.

"It seems that it's been a long time since we sat down quietly to communicate, since Busa's parents died in the mouth of monsters."

The village head propped the handle of the copper pot with a felt cloth, poured pure white milk tea into the two bowls in front of him, and pushed one of the bowls towards Indra.

"Speaking of which, when I picked you up, you were just like my newborn son, but now even Busha has almost grown into a young girl, surpassing your uncle."

"I spoiled her too much, and I thought you were all my family. After my wife and son died, seeing you getting closer would make me feel extra gratified and happy, but I didn't want your usual tolerance. It made her even more unscrupulous."

Di Shi Tiandong, who was kneeling on the other side of the copper pot, didn't touch that night's milk tea, but said coldly, "What exactly do you want to say? Don't waste time beating around the bush, I can't afford to waste the precious time of the village chief." .”

The village chief paused slightly, but still smiled.

"This village, because of your existence, even though other surrounding villages have been attacked by monsters and suffered more and more losses recently, our place has been safe and sound."

"The younger generation has gradually grown up, and the village has become more and more prosperous. It is no longer the miserable scene of being hunted by the demons. Our life is becoming more and more comfortable and peaceful, and people are beginning to forget the past. Live in fear."

"As the village chief, I thank you for what you have done for us over the years, Indra."

"Looking at it now, the promise that Pati held you back before he died and forced you to make a promise was indeed too much."

Di Shitian stood up and said sarcastically, "But you will never let me go. Is there any use in talking nonsense?"

The village chief was silent for a moment, moved his knees a step back, bent down and spoke slowly.

"Di Shitian, this village is my responsibility. I have dedicated everything to this village. This is the only meaning of my life."

"I am willing to change the content of your agreement with Pati. If one day, the young people in this village learn and possess the power to fight against monsters on their own, you can leave and go wherever you want."

"This will be my last request in exchange for this kindness as the father who adopted you."

"You've outlived any of us, and the time you've been waiting should mean nothing to you."

"It's just that if there is an accident, the blood left in the village, please come back and rescue them when you can."

Di Shitian fell silent, opened the tent and left without saying a word.

After he left, the village chief seemed to have exhausted the last strength in his body, and slumped back on the backrest, as if he had aged ten years in an instant, and even the wrinkles on his face were extremely deep.

"Monster! Immortal monster!"

"Who allowed you to see the village chief's grandfather, the monster still wants to make excessive demands on us!"

When Di Shitian's murderous gaze swept away, the children were frightened and scrambled to escape.

After the person left indifferently, they poked their heads out again quietly, exchanging overheard conversations from the adults.

"It's really a monster!"

"The monsters raised in the village are terrifying!"

"We kindly took him in, gave him a warm place to stay and enough food to fill his stomach, yet he dared to murder us..."

"The guy who doesn't know how to be grateful..."

"That's why it's a monster, an inhuman, disgusting monster..."

A gust of invisible breeze passed by, as if these vicious injuries were also like the wind, and could disappear insignificantly.

The light curtain burst open with a "bang", and the sweaty peacock instantly lost his strength and fell on his back, being caught by Xin He quickly.

"It's still too much for the peacock," Xin He put his palm on the peacock's sweaty forehead, "I'm very tired, take a rest."

Peacock shook his head, leaned in Xin He's arms and whispered: "No, this is also a training for me to master star power. I know that Axiu has always been doing it for my own good."

"Although I only saw Xiaotian outside the tent for a few seconds, but he was insulted like that. I always feel that I did something to apologize to Xiaotian secretly."

Peacock said disappointedly: "Axiu, why did they treat Xiaotian like that? Isn't Xiaotian always protecting this village? Why don't they regard him as a hero?"

"Why," Xin He narrowed his eyes, "it's probably because Xiaotian's strength is too strong, beyond the standard they can accept as a hero."

"The heroes defined in the hearts of ordinary people all have a scale. Within the scale, heroes can be killed and controlled."

"However, when there are people with power who have passed this standard, the sad people who are controlled by life and death or even their fate can only use this kind of vent, so that they can gain the satisfaction of self-esteem when belittling the other party."

Xin He said with a smile: "So, this is actually a kind of temptation."

"Try?"

Peacock repeated in doubt.

Xin He said indifferently: "Of course, it is a kind of temptation. Only when the other party is bullying and humiliating, but the other party still does not resist, will they be assured that the other party is safe, and they can comfort themselves in fear and sleep peacefully at night."

The peacock lowered its head, and said sadly: "Little Tian, ​​he is treated like this, so..."

Singh pressed the peacock's lips, stopping his next words.

"Is the peacock pitying him?"

"Ah...this..."

"I can't use it."

The peacock looked at Xin He in confusion.

Xin He said softly: "Xiaotian is a strong man. A strong man doesn't need sympathy and pity. All the slander is given by people he doesn't care about. Xiaotian doesn't need or care about their opinions."

"But we can give him affirmation, recognize his existence and ability, understand him, and support him. This is what a friend should do."

Peacock thought about it seriously, and then smiled: "Peacock knows that Xiaotian is a strong man, Peacock recognizes Xiaotian, and will understand and support any decision Xiaotian makes."

Xin He laughed and rubbed the top of the peacock's head, "That's right."

Peacock smiled and straightened his hair, and kept listening to Suriya at this moment, saying: "Then, Your Highness, how do you want to treat that boy next?"

Xin He looked up to the outside of the tent and said, "Of course we must respect that child's decision. This is the life he will live, and no one can choose for him."

It's just that it's entirely up to him to decide which fires to add in the middle.

The apprentice he has a crush on, he hasn't played enough, how can he let others bully him? ╭（╯^╰）╮

Po Po: 【...I really mourn in silence for that little ghost you miss. 】

In the middle of the night, a ray of dark clouds blocked the moonlight and also covered up a nimble figure who was jumping up and down.

He lightly landed on the top of the tent, crouched on it softly, took out the dagger at his waist, and just started to cut a slit quietly, when his keen senses suddenly sensed that something was wrong next to his ear.

In an instant, before the light of the knife could reach the target, someone grabbed his wrist in time.

This passive scene is really damn familiar. ==

A strand of dark brown long hair slipped in front of her eyes, and a quiet breath came immediately, and someone's embrace was extraordinarily warm in this cold night.

"Shh, don't move."

Di Shitian, who had never been so intimately touched by anyone, his already stiff body became even more stiff when he heard the whispering breath next to his ear.

He wanted to turn his head, but stopped suddenly.

Xin's long neck was just beside her lips, and under the dim light of the tent that came out of the crack, the skin looked extraordinarily delicate and delicate.

Xin He's position here is not good, so he moved around holding Di Shitian, and leaned over to look into the gap.

Di Shitian, whose chin was pressed against his cheek by someone, was so stiff that his hands and feet were almost like a log.

"We must find a way to keep those outsiders behind. In just a few days, the beast horde will arrive."

"Let them see the terrifying scene of the monster attack, and they will be frightened by it, so that they will not dare to go to the distant city again."

"If you want to stay in the village and receive protection, of course you have to pay a high fee, and in this way, we can let them buy the goods in the village at a high price and keep all the money..."

"Then ask that monster to drive away the monsters in batches, and we can continue to squeeze out all the treasures they carry..."

The village head had been silently listening to the enthusiastic communication plans of the surrounding elders, and at this moment he suddenly spoke out in the gap between the words of the surrounding people.

He said calmly: "When the beast tide comes, the youths in the village will also go out to hunt and kill monsters together. The children also need to exercise."

Everyone was startled when they heard this, and then they scrambled to speak angrily.

"Are you crazy! How can you say such a thing!"

"Not everyone can have the power of that monster! Village chief!"

"Village chief! Even though there is that monster, you still want our children to be sacrificed needlessly because of this so-called exercise!"

"We are kind enough to take in that monster and he should repay it! If our own child goes out to deal with danger, what use is there to keep him!"

"Village Chief! Your generosity and kindness are good to see who you give! Our villagers are your most important responsibility!"

The village chief closed his eyes, full of bitter sighs.

Xin He listened silently for a while, then took Di Shitian who was quiet in his arms and left.

"You're strong, aren't you?"

On the quiet and deserted road where the felt of the tent was rustling because of the night wind, Di Shitian suddenly asked.

Singh turned his head sideways, looking at the boy's stern face that only reached his chest.

"What price do I have to pay to become as strong as you?"

The dark clouds that blocked the moonlight had already moved away, and the clear light filled the earth, covering the boy's persistent eyes.

"Why do you want to become stronger?"

Xin He said lightly: "You want to become stronger, what is it for? Survival? Conquest? Or freedom?"

Di Shitian was silent for a long time.

"What about you? Why are you so strong? What's the point of being strong?"

Hearing his rhetorical question, Xin He smiled, turned his head to look at the boundless night, and there was a hint of happiness with memories in his eyes.

"Why... probably, I have something I want to protect."

Xin He whispered: "I have something that I want to protect no matter what the price is and how difficult the obstacles are."

"For this reason, I want to gain a strong force, move forward firmly, never retreat, never compromise, accept everyone's expectations and trust, and protect the pride and glory of my clan, Asura, and Everything I cherish is firmly protected behind my back, and with these two hands, I will destroy all enemies that pose a threat."

Di Shitian pursed his lips, and looked down at his hands covered with thick calluses and wounds.

"However, Xiaotian is still young, and he hasn't seen the outside world yet, and hasn't found the most important thing for him, so it doesn't matter if he is a little distressed."

"Because even if Xiaotian doesn't know the reason why he wants to become stronger now, I will make Xiaotian stronger every day."

Xin He held Di Shitian's cheeks in his hands, brought their foreheads together, and curled his eyes and lips into a gentle smile.

"If this is Xiaotian's wish, I will help Xiaotian realize it."

Di Shitian looked away from the palm of his hand, stared blankly at the other party's extremely elegant and soft eyes under the moonlight at close range, as if he had been bewitched for a long time, and murmured: "Why?"

Xin He looked at him warmly, and said seriously: "Because, I like Xiao Tian."

Quiet.

Very quiet.

A faint cold wind blew by, causing the hairs on the skin to shudder.

Xin He, who has always been used to flirting with peacocks and sweet words, maintained the posture of bending over and raising his arms, silently looking at the empty space left by the person in front of him who disappeared a few seconds ago, Dun Dun, expressionless: "Did I say anything particularly strange?"

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