[Comprehensive] A good snake has a safe life

Will my threats work?

Shelley herself is not too clear about it, but she feels that she still needs to say everything that needs to be said—in fact, she doesn't have a very good idea of ​​what Kuroro has done before.

how to say……

"I think people's cognition of rules is actually quite important."

"Eh?"

Kurapika was startled by Shelley: "Master?"

"I mean, you'll be in the same situation later on."

At this time, Kurapika was practicing swinging a knife. He was already sweating profusely after practicing two hundred times, and continued to practice in the cold wind.Shelley wrapped two scarves, dressed warmly, and called the apprentice back after thinking about it.

The golden-haired boy wiped off his sweat, drank a cup of hot tea to warm his body, and breathed twice into his palms.

"Why did Master say that to me just now?"

"There are no two identical leaves in this world, do you understand this truth?" Shelley has now acquiesced in the title of master, and every time she is called that, the expression on her face will become more serious - but the whole person is still quite weak of.She clutched her teacup, and when she spoke, there was a cloud of white water vapor in the air: "People are the same."

Kurapika nodded.

"The difference between people, in fact, in many cases, is quite Brownian motion-I mean very random. But according to a large sample, the impact of the environment on people is quite important."

"Master, do you mean regional characteristics?"

"You can say that." Shelley sniffed: "Where the climate is warm and the land is fertile, the characters of the people will be more graceful and refined; if the environment is not so good, the winter is very cold and the wind is very strong, and the land can be cultivated." If they are nomads or hunters, then most people may have a bolder personality—I think sometimes, the kind of personality that is drunk today has a lot to do with the factors of the living environment in the bones.”

"My hometown is indeed... a place rich in products." Kurapika lowered his head, as if caught in some memory, but immediately came to his senses: "Master means that when arresting criminals, we should also consider up to this point?"

"I haven't thought that far." Shelley waved his hand: "I just want to say that in a place with a poor living environment, the chances of bad guys are indeed higher."

Kurapika didn't understand, and always felt that Shelley was secretly probing something.

"It's not because they are inherently bad. It's just that the rules are like that." Shelley sighed: "If you want to survive, you must hurt others. Plundering and encroachment are the way to survive-I remember the north of your country Are there also nomads who come to harass the border in winter?"

"Oh, yes." Kurapika thought for a while, "Master, do you mean that they came to rob because they had nothing to eat in winter?"

"It's so smart." Shelley patted Kurapika's head: "It's not that this is right, but the situation in front of me is starving to death, freezing to death or robbing things. It's nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, but it's pretty cool to think about it." It's sad."

Kurapika looked at her, wondering what to think, and finally sighed.

"Sometimes I also think that it would be great if my people didn't have red eyes. We are also proud of these eyes."

The young man's face darkened: "But I was thinking again, if our clansmen were strong enough, maybe we wouldn't have suffered the catastrophe that happened at that time—weak and simple, I really..."

He closed his eyes and clenched his hands into fists.

"I actually don't agree with your guilt and self-blame."

Shelley drank the tea: "You always give me a feeling that I wish I could leave with them. I didn't say that it is bad to feel sad for the clansmen, but think about it the other way around, you can escape the disaster, It’s actually something you should be proud of.”

The boy was speechless, and Shelley reached out and pinched his face.

"Look, God left you in this world, isn't that leaving you a hope for your family?" Shelley's eyes bent: "Because you survived, so all the rewards for your family's affairs Hunters know—and thus have a team dedicated to catching them. It’s better than nothing, though it’s better than nothing.”

Kurapika wanted to say something, but Shelley blocked him.

"Listen to me." She wrapped the scarf a little tighter: "The evidence and clues of those people are being gathered little by little. Maybe they have been caught before you leave the teacher."

"But I think—"

"I know you think, I'm just giving you another possibility." Shelley said, "But no matter what possibility, you catch them with your own hands, or they are caught by others, in the end it's because you survived." The result. And one day when you witness this moment with your own eyes, maybe only at this time, you will not continue to regret, but feel that it is a kind of luck that you can survive-to see the enemy being killed Catch, although your life is still not complete, but this matter has finally come to a complete end."

Shelley felt that Kurapika might not be able to listen to these words, but the boy nodded solemnly as if he remembered the words in his heart.

"Well, for this moment, you continue to practice." Shelley stood up: "It's my shift in the afternoon, and I'll go talk to Pariston."

"I'll just go in the afternoon, Master."

"Forget it, this guy has been staring at me every day recently, saying that I only take money and don't work." Shelley squinted: "If I don't go today, he might complain about me."

The snake girl sighed: "Ah, I haven't seen Qi Ya for a long time recently, I miss him so much—let me tell you, the kid who beat the enemy Hakka is super cute, wait until next time—"

The crisp sound came to an abrupt end, and Shelley threw out a dart, which pierced into a tree hundreds of meters away like lightning!

"...Master?"

"There was someone just now, with sticky eyes, super disgusting." Shelley pulled Kurapika up: "You go back and practice, I always feel that it's not safe here."

As the snake girl walked, she murmured: "It's already winter, I thought everyone could calm down, why are there still people making trouble now..."

"Sight?"

While eating dinner, Pariston heard Shelley's complaints, and thought about it seriously: "If you are in the back mountain, you may also beat the enemy Hakka."

"I remember beating the enemy Hakka, from the old man down to the trainee butler, the eyes are not so wretched." The director hiccupped: "Did something unclean enter the mountain?"

"I just cleared the back mountain two days ago, it can't be so fast."

Pariston's face was downcast, and he had a premonition that he would be assigned a job: "I won't go this time, even if I'm killed."

"I'll go."

Kuroro hadn't eaten since he heard this question, and put down the bowls and chopsticks at this moment: "When did Shelley find out that someone was watching?"

"Eh...it was eleven o'clock, and I was about to take over from Pariston at that time." Shelley recalled: "Actually, I'm not very sure, because the knife I threw out didn't stab anything, so there may be Maybe I feel wrong?"

"But it's also possible that the man got away quickly, couldn't he?"

Kurolo proposed another possibility: "If it was this morning, the traces may still be there. I'll go and have a look later."

"But it's already dark...let's talk about it tomorrow."

Shelley looked outside, and it was already pitch black: "By the way, Director, how is Qiya doing recently?"

The director was picking his teeth at the time, and when he heard Shelley's question, he almost choked on his saliva: "Oh, it's okay."

"How long has it been since I started the special training? Why can't I even see anyone?" Shelley complained: "I really want to see the furry and everyday little Chiya, QUQ"

"In two more days? Anyway, they should still be able to come out." The director said, "Once they start training, they basically don't treat their children as children."

"...Should?" Pariston grasped the key words: "Can you come out?"

"No way, after all, this is someone else's child, how to train it is their business." The director shook his head: "I think Jie Nuo wants to train Qi Ya to look like an heir, and he must be trained to death."

"I think the boss of their family is fine, why do you have to practice Qi Ya." Shelley thought for a while: "Could it be determined by the hair color?"

"It's also possible." Pariston counted: "The eldest, second, and fourth are all black, but Qi Ya is silver-headed. The current head of their family is also silver-headed with the previous one—well, the hair color is the same. Patriarch, it’s okay to beat the enemy Hakka.”

The director kicked Pariston lightly, and chatted about other things.After dinner, Kurapika went to help the aunt in the cafeteria wash the dishes, while Shelley was taken out for a walk by Kuroro.

"Does Shelley like silver hair?"

"No, I just like Qi Ya, and the silver hair is just an additional attribute, which makes me like him more." Shelley glanced at the young man beside him, and thought of a few people: "And I don't think it's me who likes the silver hair? "

Kuroro choked for a moment, and then said boldly: "Indeed, I will pay special attention to any girl who looks like Shelley."

The snake girl hit him twice, stretched his waist, and felt a strong drowsiness that wanted to hibernate.She leaned against Kuroro's chest, closed her eyes, as if she could fall asleep at any time.

"Very sleepy."

The young man straightened her hair: "Then go back to sleep, it's very windy outside."

"It's dark and the wind is high now. To be honest, it's quite suitable for killing people." Shelley looked up and helped Kuroro stuff the scarf into his coat: "I think it's better for you to wear a light-colored scarf—"

The young man withdrew his arms, took the girl in his arms backwards, and narrowly avoided a blow—Shelley could even hear a "whoosh" in his ears, the sound was so sharp that it almost pierced his ears.

The young man in black put Shelley behind him, protected her with one hand, and covered the book that hadn't appeared for a long time with the other.Almost instantly, a strong killing intent radiated out, and even the air made people feel a fishy cold.

"get out."

Kuroro Rushiru narrowed his eyes: "I won't say this sentence a second time."

"whee."

Someone jumped down from a tree, wearing only a strange vest in the winter.His face was covered by shadows, and he could only barely see his general figure under the streetlights.

Tall, in his early twenties, with a well-dressed figure, he looks very difficult to deal with.

The other party walked in slowly, while Kuroro had already opened the book in his hand, looking at the distance as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Cillin Culles, some people say that you are very strong, so I came to you."

His voice was sticky, as if Xiaochun had poured slugs on Shelley, and she had goosebumps when she heard it.And the amount of information in his words is also very large, Shelley glanced at Kuroro again.

Kuroro didn't look back at all, just staring at the man in front of him.

"But you don't have to worry, because I'm not interested in you now."

The man approached step by step, and Shelley finally saw his face through the streetlight.

The redhead was styled with a generous amount of hairspray, and his face was painted with exaggerated oil paint, like a clown, with stars and tears hanging from his eyes.

"That pretty lady, would you mind playing with me?"

"I do not want."

Shelley rebuffed him decisively.

"I don't like your face."

The author has something to say: Hisoka: "I lost all face."

The next chapter has shit

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