Dragon Clan: Returning from Rebirth, My God Lu Mingfei Tu preaches the Tao

Chapter 132 Mingming, do you think this is a dream 【8k subscription】

"Brother... brother."

Old Tang felt restless when he heard these calls full of attachment.

Although it can be heard from the tone that the other party is already very cautious, for fear of causing his dissatisfaction.

But it's like when you are obviously very tired, and you are sleeping extremely soundly on the bed with a "too" character, but the eager call keeps buzzing in your ears like flies, the other party's pitiful The sound makes you embarrassed to scold and drive away.

The other party kept calling me brother, the key is who is your brother.

Old Tang was very depressed.

He is an orphan who grew up in a poor area of ​​Brooklyn, New York, USA. Even his parents don’t know who his younger brother is and where he came from. However, the family that once adopted him has many younger brothers. They are all adopted. Every day Give me some food, and when I have a little strength, I will be forced to work to earn money, but most of the money will be taken away by the adoptive parents.

I remember that when I was young, those younger brothers would call him brother kindly, but they just wanted the food in Old Tang's bowl. If he didn't give it, those younger brothers would attack him together, riding on him and beating him violently.

But Old Tang was tough at that time. While those younger brothers were beating, he ate like crazy. After they finished beating, he also ate.

There is no way, if he is robbed once, there will be countless times in the future. If things go on like this, it will be difficult for Old Tang to survive the next winter. In order to keep himself alive, he must defend his things.

I remember one time those younger brothers were in a hurry and planned to force Old Tang to submit obediently, but Old Tang directly preempted the attack. He held down the most loud guy, and smashed the opponent's face with a blasting hammer. The guy is crying and howling.

Since then, no one has dared to snatch his old Tang's food, because his brothers and sisters all know that this guy is a lone wolf who doesn't fit in with others, and whoever dares to provoke him will dare to fight with his life.

"Brother...then I'm leaving."

The little boy's voice was low and sad.

Then came the sound of footsteps going away.

Well, Old Tang admitted that he couldn't bear it at this moment.

When he was adopted by those adoptive parents, although he was given so little food every day that he couldn’t eat enough, he was still willing to secretly share some of it with a stray cat on the street. Old Tang named it Tom Yes, that's right, it's the cat in "Tom and Jerry". He hopes that this stray kitten can meet a good family in the future, although there may be a little mouse named Jerry who has been mischievous and mischievous. It loves and kills each other, but who says it is not happy.

But then the kitten died, and when Old Tang found it, the other party was covered in blood. He didn't know how the kitten died, maybe it was tortured to death, or it was crushed by a vehicle on the road. To die, Old Tang only knew that he had been crying for a long time. He dug a hole with his own hands in the flower bed where the kitten often basked in the sun, and buried the kitten in it. Even Old Tang secretly saved food for the kitten for several days. All buried with it.

Old Tang hoped that the kitten named Tom could sleep forever in this place full of flowers and warmth like spring, and that he would never be hungry or cold again.

Now the little boy's calling made him think of the kitten again.

For a long time after the kitten died, Old Tang couldn't help but think that if he had been brave enough to take this kitten home for adoption, even if he could eat less, or he would have to work part-time in the future. All the money I earn will be given to the adoptive parents. Can you give the kitten a place to live?

The place doesn't need to be big, it just needs to be enough for the kitten to sleep. Anyway, the kitten has always been very good. Every time Old Tang feeds it, the kitten will stick out its small tongue and gently lick his hand.

If he wins such a small nest, the kitten will not die, but can be with him every day, play together, bask in the sun together, and even live together.

But that's just an if after all.

The little boy was like the kitten that had been abandoned. When he called his brother, Old Tang seemed to hear Little Tom meowing.

Maybe when Little Tom was about to die, he meowed like this, hoping that Old Tang would appear.

Suddenly a strong throbbing surged up in Old Tang's heart.

He felt that the little boy must be lost, and he longed for his family to be by his side, so he regarded him as his brother. Maybe the other party really had a brother who would always guard the little boy like a superman.

Old Tang felt that he would wake up no matter what.

Hell, he seemed to be still in a trance dream, but the voice in his ear was so real, even the sound of the gradually leaving footsteps was so real.

No matter, wake up and talk first.

Old Tang subconsciously wanted to open his eyes, but as if he had encountered a ghost on the bed, he couldn't get up at all, and he couldn't even open his eyes basically.

The sound of footsteps in the ear gradually faded away, and Old Tang even heard the sound of the other party opening the door to leave.

not good!

This is a poor area of ​​Brooklyn. The alleyways are intricate, and people’s hearts are even more complicated. Once the little boy leaves like this, he may even be swallowed up by this alleyway. In the future, he doesn’t know whether he will be forced to sell drugs or do some other terrible things. Such as organ trafficking.

Old Tang was anxious, and the tragic images of Little Tom being tortured and killed by many people or being run over by countless vehicles kept flashing in his mind.

He felt that he had to stop the little boy who was about to leave. At the beginning, he was not brave enough to bring little Tom by his side. This time, no matter what, he couldn't let the tragedy happen again!
"Damn it, open it for me!"

Old Tang burst out with all his strength, and with a roar, he rolled over from the bed.

He didn't dare to stay, and was about to step forward and call the little boy to stop him.

But the moment he looked up, he was dazzled by the sunlight.

He clearly remembered that it was still late at night before he went to bed. He played a few games of StarCraft and won the first place. In the end, he fell asleep because he was too sleepy. Could it be that he was in a trance and it was the next day?
But his room is close to the light rail, and the environment is very dark. Even if there is a little sunshine on weekdays, it is impossible for the sunlight to almost fill the entire room like it is now.

Ah Le?where am I?

After seeing the layout of the room clearly, Old Tang was slightly stunned.

Surrounded by all the quaint furniture, from tables to wooden benches, to the plaques and ancient paintings hanging on the walls, it feels like you have come to an elegant house in Chinatown.

If the dilapidated and messy little house before was considered a home, then... His home is gone? !

"Brother, you're awake."

Just when Old Tang was in a daze, a little boy's voice came from the side.

Old Tang subconsciously turned his head to look.

I saw a little boy in white clothes holding a tube of ink pen and writing on rice paper at his desk.

"Little guy, you didn't leave?"

Old Tang wondered.

Because the little boy's voice was exactly the same as the voice he used to call his brother before.

But the other party didn't look like he was about to leave, but he was just sitting on the stool and writing seriously.

Old Tang glanced at it, and the word "Dragon" was written on the rice paper.

Even an old man like him can see that the writing of this character is very distinctive, and feels that it is no longer a single character, but really distorted into a flying dragon.

Until the last stroke of the little boy was completed, he tapped the ink pen in his hand on the last point of the dragon character.

Roar!
Like the finishing touch, a majestic dragon's roar suddenly resounded from the surroundings.

Old Tang turned his head and looked around in shock, but he didn't find anything unusual, as if the scene just now was just his own hallucination.

Old Tang shook his head, wondering if he had the sequelae of flying dragons after playing too much StarCraft last night.

"Brother, I didn't leave."

The little boy tilted his head and smiled at him, with a touch of playfulness on his delicate and immature face.

"I was tricked..."

Old Tang's teeth itch.

But seeing that the little guy is so cute, I thought to myself, forget it, I won't be as knowledgeable as a child.

In fact, when the little boy smiled at him, Old Tang almost laughed too. After all, the little boy didn't leave, so those tragedies would naturally not happen.

He can take the little boy to the police station in a while, maybe the little boy's family members are also anxiously looking for him.

He looked at the handsome Asian face of the little boy, coupled with the other party's fluent Chinese, he might be of Chinese descent like him.

This can be regarded as encountering old acquaintances in other lands.

"Little guy, eat the grapes."

Old Tang picked up a bunch of green grapes from the table beside him. Under the sunlight, the bunch of grapes looked like a bunch of gemstones, shining attractively.

Even Old Tang swallowed when he saw it, saying that he had never seen such a beautiful grape, and even the smell was juicy and sweet.

He picked up the bunch of grapes and handed it to the little boy.

Under the sun, the little boy's chapped lips could be clearly seen. It is estimated that the little boy had been lost for a long time, and he might not even have eaten for several days.

Old Tang couldn't help feeling that the little boy was so lucky that he could live in peace after wandering in the poor neighborhood of Brooklyn, New York for a few days.

He even met his own nobleman.

Old Tang thought shamelessly, completely forgetting that at the beginning he was very tired of this boy's voice, and even wanted to drive him away.

"Yes, is it for me?"

The little boy was a little excited.

"Of course it's for you, take it."

Old Tang smiled.

He clearly saw the little boy staring at the grape in his hand, swallowing secretly.

Obviously he fell asleep not long ago, if the little boy wanted to eat, he could eat these grapes secretly, but the little boy didn't do that.

Old Tang took the little boy's hand and put the bunch of grapes in his hand.

But when he touched the boy's little hand, he found that the other's little hand was very cold, as if it had been frozen.

Old Tang frowned, and saw the cabinet beside him. He seemed to remember that there was a robe in it. Although he had never been to this elegant house, he surprisingly knew that there must be that robe in this cabinet.

He subconsciously opened the cabinet and rummaged through it, and as expected, he found a worn-looking robe from inside.

"Little guy, don't be disgusted, this is one of my few possessions."

As he spoke, Old Tang put his robe on the boy.

"Is it warm?"

"It's so warm."

The little boy nodded happily, as if it was the first time he had received this kind of gift, he fondled it fondly, even if it was just a worn-out robe.

Old Tang was also infected by the other party's happy mood, and patted the little boy's head, "Eat it quickly, these grapes are very sweet."

He glanced at the bunch of grapes, and secretly swallowed his saliva.

There is only such a bunch of grapes in the whole copper plate, I knew I would have secretly buckled two grapes to try something new.

"En!"

The little boy nodded his head wildly. After grabbing a grape with his little hand, he was about to stuff it into his mouth, but he paused again, "Brother, eat first."

Then he fed the grape in his hand to Old Tang.

"what?"

Old Tang was slightly taken aback, but didn't react for a moment.

"Brother eat first, I will eat later."

The little boy offered the grape to Old Tang's mouth, wanting him to eat it first.

"Thank you, thank you."

Old Tang was a little moved.

In other words, it was the first time he had the warm feeling of family by his side when he grew up so old.

Although it is just a trivial move, this bunch of grapes is very precious to the little boy, especially when the little boy himself wants to eat it very much, he can still suppress the desire in his heart and pass the grapes in his hand to him. give him.

Old Tang's eyes became a little dazed, and he felt that the little boy really looked like his younger brother at this moment.

Eat it in one bite, it is indeed juicy and sweet, and it is refreshing.

"Little guy, you can eat one too."

Old Tang grabbed a grape and fed it to the little boy as well.

The latter opened his mouth happily and ate it.

"Is it sweet?"

"So sweet, so sweet!"

"If it's sweet, eat more. You're too skinny. You need to add more nutrients to become stronger." Old Tang said with a smile, and ate several grapes for the little boy.

"Why do you want to be strong?"

The little boy ate the grapes slowly, and couldn't help but tilt his head curiously.

"Because only when we become strong can we not be bullied at will, or in other words, when we are really bullied, we can have enough strength to fight back." Old Tang's tone became serious.

In terms of life education, he has more say.

Whether it was his childhood experience or his adulthood and stepping into society, Old Tang has suffered a lot all the way these years, and he has also learned a lot of truths, but in the final analysis, only when his fists are hard enough, that is the best The real hard truth.

In the past, Old Tang's fists were not strong enough, even if he stepped into the society, he stumbled all the way. Fortunately, in the past few years, I don't know if his domineering spirit has awakened or what happened. Few people dare to provoke him.

I really want to drive Old Tang into a hurry, sometimes when he stares, the other party will be scared to death, some even seem to have a serious illness, and live in the hospital ward for several months, and the doctor gave the result that he was mentally ill. Stress trauma.

It is a person who suddenly experiences the most terrifying nightmare in his life, which frightens his spirit. If it is more serious, he will become the kind of idiot. To put it bluntly, he is almost scared stupid.

Old Tang said he couldn't understand this, after all, he just stared.

"If you don't want to be bullied, you must become strong." The little boy murmured, his cheeks bulging with a grape in his mouth.

"Yeah, that's the last word."

Old Tang smiled and raised his fist.

Although he knew that the little boy's understanding of strength was only the most superficial kind of understanding, he didn't expect a little boy to understand strength and courage. After all, in this world, being able to survive is already good. Whoever has a hard fist has the hardest reason.

"But……"

The little boy lowered his head slowly, his mood was obviously a little depressed.

"But what? Little guy, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?" Old Tang noticed the strangeness of the former and asked with concern.

"Brother, I don't want to be bullied, and I don't want you to be bullied." The little boy said in a low tone, almost burying his little head in his chest.

"I won't be bullied, I'm the one who bullies others now." Old Tang smiled with emotion.

He didn't expect the little boy to put himself in his shoes so much.

"Brother, don't worry, I will definitely not let them bully you, and no one can bully us."

The little boy suddenly raised his head, his expression became extremely solemn, even showing a hint of fierceness.

What he held in his hand seemed to be no longer a bunch of grapes, but a sword gleaming with coldness. Anyone who dared to bully them would be chopped off.

"Little guy thinks more than I do, don't think about it, the most important thing for you now is to grow up quickly, make yourself stronger, and eat some grapes."

Old Tang rubbed the little boy's head, then grabbed a grape and fed it to him.

"En!"

The latter nodded happily.

"He's in there! Kill him!"

"Quick! Surround this place! We must not let him escape!"

"That's right! He must die today!"

……

At this moment, there was a hysterical scream from outside.

Even if you didn't see the group of people outside, you could still imagine their ferocious expressions and the bloodthirsty desire to kill in their eyes.

That's right, bloodthirsty.

What the group of people outside kept saying to kill him was more like eating him!

"Brother, they are here!"

The little boy's expression suddenly became panicked, like a poor fawn that was about to be hunted by a hunter and panicked, but he also had a kind of extraordinarily ferocious, immature roar like a lion cub.

"Come? Who's coming?"

Old Tang was stunned.

It was so quiet outside, even full of dead silence.

Only then did he remember that he obviously lived next to the elevated light rail, and he could hear rumbling sounds almost every once in a while, like a steel giant passing by, but until now, the outside was surprisingly quiet.

It was so quiet that not even a sound could be heard.

As for what the little boy said about them coming, it was even more outrageous. To be precise, there was not even a sound of footsteps outside. Who is coming?Ghost?

But what's even more outrageous is yet to come.

Old Tang seemed to be possessed, and subconsciously said a word, "We won't die if they come. Don't be afraid of Constantine, brother is here."

After finishing speaking, Old Tang was startled.

What the hell?Who is Constantine?The hell detective in the American DC comics?

Old Tang was a little confused.

He didn't know why he said this inconspicuous sentence, and he still said it subconsciously.

However, the little boy cried with emotion all over his face.

"Konstantin is not afraid, as long as his brother is by his side, Constantine will never be afraid, but brother... why don't you eat me, so that you can have absolute power, there is no cage in this world that can trapped you."

The little boy burst into tears, but that delicate and immature face looked extraordinarily solemn.

It makes people feel that every word the little boy said is a fact and an irrefutable theorem.

Old Tang was even more speechless.

Why did he eat this little boy? Although the little boy is white and tender, he is not a Tang monk who can live forever if he eats it. Old Tang is also not a vicious monster.

Although he is indeed a little hungry now, after all, he only ate a hamburger last night, but if he eats this little boy, it is definitely a big joke. He thinks that either God is crazy, or he is crazy, or the little boy The boy himself went crazy.

But what Old Tang said next proved that he was crazy.

"Fool, although you are good food, I will be lonely if I eat you. We are the only ones together for thousands of years, and we must never abandon each other."

After finishing speaking, Old Tang really wanted to give himself a big mouth.

What do you mean though it's good food, hell, is the word food really serious?Everyone is of the same kind, well, how could you eat me and I eat you.

Then, when Old Tang said this sentence, he didn't feel against his will at all, and even took it for granted.

That is, I don't eat you because I want to be with you, so I won't eat you as a piece of food.

Good guy, what kind of forbidden thinking is this, what kind of crazy am I smoking.

Old Tang covered his face with his hands.

However, upon hearing his words, the little boy looked very sad, "Brother, we are abandoned, this is our destiny."

"Yeah, we are abandoned people. Our destiny is to travel through the wilderness, then raise the battle flag, and finally return to our hometown, so death is not terrible. It is just a long sleep. Before I can swallow the whole world, instead of It is better to sleep peacefully than to walk alone, because we will always wake up, so we have nothing to fear."

Old Tang said in a solemn tone.

After speaking, he was so shocked that he quickly covered his mouth.

I really can't imagine that I can say such a cool line.

But if it were another drama actor, with the majestic face of the other party and his own powerful aura, he might be very emotional, the kind that makes people startled when he hears it.

However, this sentence came out of the mouth of a guy with an exceptionally festive appearance, so there was a feeling of nondescriptness.

After all, even if the eunuch is wearing a yellow robe, he is not the emperor, but a sissy who pinches orchids and criticizes memorials.

What's even more frustrating is that when Old Tang said this sentence, he didn't feel any sense of disobedience in his heart, as if it should be his line.

It's over, I'm too deep into the drama.

"Brother... When the battle flag is raised, until the world can be swallowed up, will you eat me together?"

The little boy looked at him with burning eyes, and there was a gleam of anticipation in those clear eyes.

This, this, this... I'm playing Dafa!

Old Tang held his mouth tightly, and his whole body was completely numb.

Unexpectedly, he was too involved in the play, and the "insincere" words he said made the little boy feel very involved, and he also entered the play together.

What does it mean to eat it with you?

The key is what is the expectation in your eyes?Or are we a family of cannibals who love each other?But this kind of family ethics-like drama is too strange in style.

What's even worse is that Old Tang subconsciously said the words "insincere", "No, you will be with me forever by then, and we will rule this world together."

His voice was majestic and cold, with an undeniable and even unquestionable tone, as if every word he said was the absolute truth.

"Enn! Brother, I'm waiting for that day!"

The little boy looked at Old Tang happily.

Then he glanced outside again, "Brother, I'm leaving."

"Where are you going? Is your family coming to pick you up?"

Old Tang was stunned for a moment, and when he heard the little boy was leaving, he felt a deep sense of loss in his heart.

Obviously he only got along with each other for less than an hour, but the two of them seemed to have walked together for thousands of years.

"Yes." The little boy nodded.

"Then are you coming back?"

What Old Tang wanted to say in his heart was this, but when he opened his mouth, he said in a solemn tone: "Goodbye, Constantine, you have to be careful, human beings can never be trusted."

Well, he's totally into it.

"Enen, don't worry brother, in this world, I only believe in you, because we have been together for thousands of years and have never abandoned each other."

The boy's voice faded away.

It was only at this time that Old Tang realized that the other party had turned around and left at some point, and was about to leave the house soon.

"Brother, goodbye really."

The boy stood at the door and waved goodbye, two lines of crystal tears shining in the sun.

It was as if behind him was the light of the whole sun, bright and dazzling, Old Tang subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover it.

Until the door was closed again, the dazzling light disappeared, and the whole room became dark.

Old Tang stood there blankly, as if he had just bid farewell to a close relative.

wrong!

He suddenly started to get scared in his heart, thinking that he was really an idiot, how could such a small child be allowed to leave alone, what if he met bad people.

And the little boy said that his family was here, but he obviously didn't hear any sound. Could it be the little boy's hallucination, or the other party was deceiving him.

The more Old Tang thought about it, the more uneasy he became, and finally he gritted his teeth and rushed out.

If it was really the boy's family who came, he would have to confirm it before leaving.

But the moment Old Tang opened the door, he suddenly froze.

Because the world outside the door is an extremely tragic scene.

The blazing fire light shone on him, and Old Tang understood that the light behind the boy before he left was not the dazzling sunlight, but the intense and scalding fire, the fire that splashed the sky!

The whole city was weeping and gnashing its teeth in the raging flames, and the burning figures were running until they stumbled over the scorched corpses on the ground, and the surrounding ground was full of such charred figures, with hideous faces, They were terrified.

This place is simply hell, everything is burning in flames, howling in pain and misery.

Thousands of burning arrows fell from the sky, like meteor showers formed by meteors, each arrow carrying the impact of destruction.

The tall and majestic city wall became dilapidated, and the huge plaque on the city wall was also full of burning arrows, and finally it fell down while rolling.

I can vaguely see the two words on it - Baidi.

And in the very center of the city, there is a bronze pillar. The surface of the pillar is engraved with ancient inscriptions, and it seems to record the numerous crimes of an extremely vicious criminal.

However, the so-called extremely vicious criminal hanging on the pillar is just a handsome little boy.

He was covered in scars, and his white clothes had long been stained red with blood. The blood flowed down his weak body and dripped onto the bronze pillar, like a grand sacrifice.

Sacrifice this fearsome demon to gain the grace and gifts of the gods.

The little boy raised his head weakly, and called out to Old Tang with a smile.

Although he was too weak to make any sound, Old Tang understood the words on his lips.

The boy was calling, "Brother...Brother."

"Who the hell is your brother!"

Old Tang felt that this scene was very absurd, and he felt that it was completely divorced from reality.

But when he saw that the little boy was hanging on the bronze pillar and was about to die, he was still calling him softly, Old Tang felt as if his heart had been gouged out by a knife, it was so painful.

He regrets it.

Because he came late, just like he once faced the kitten named Tom.

He could have rushed out earlier, maybe the little boy would not have died.

why!Why!Why is fate always so sad!Why on earth is this fucking crazy! ! !

Old Tang couldn't stand up because of the intense pain in his heart. He squatted down, covered his face with his hands, and cried tears all over his face.

"Konstantin is not afraid. As long as his brother is by his side, Constantine will never be afraid."

The little boy's words resounded in Old Tang's mind. Although they were very soft, they sounded like a thunderbolt roaring in his head.

Old Tang was stunned.

He put his hand down blankly, his face full of shock.

Yes, he remembered.

The little boy is not a stranger, he is indeed a close relative who has been with him for thousands of years, he is really that boy's brother...

"Constantine."

Old Tang called out the name softly.

At this moment, it seemed that the whole world was trembling and collapsing.

Old Tang also got up abruptly from his dream.

He was short of breath, and his body was covered in cold sweat. The elevated light rail outside passed by, making rumbling noises.

Old Tang never felt that the noise that had always made him irritated would be so pleasant, as if it reminded him every moment that everything in the dream was fake, it was just an illusion.

"elder brother……"

Just as Old Tang lay down like a collapse, a boy's call suddenly came from his ear.

Old Tang got up in shock and looked around again, but he was the only one in the dilapidated little house.

"Obviously, do you think this is a dream? Or do you mean that I really have a younger brother named Constantine waiting for me?"

On the beach, Old Tang finished talking about the dream he had, then couldn't help but look at the boy in front of him, and asked in a solemn tone.

At this moment, the golden sunlight slanted down, making his eyes extraordinarily bright.

　The dream of Old Tang in this chapter is the one at the beginning of Dragon Clan, but Fuyao has added many details to it, just like when he was writing about the brothers Yuanzhisheng and Yuanzhinv who once stored in the underground of the school in Shikatori Town. They found the disc of "Ultraman Tiga" in the waste, and watched it, and then extended that the tortoise said that he was a friend of justice, at least not like the tortoise in the original book that suddenly said that he wanted justice Fuyao felt awkward, and Dijia used to be a dark giant, but later he understood good and evil, and finally became a partner of justice. The psychological transformation of Zhisheng and Yuanzhinv, and even the possibility that the two brothers can reconcile in the future, of course, this is just Fuyao's humble opinion.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)