Monster Tea Party

Chapter 5440 Talking nonsense

Did he hear it correctly?

Although I have doubts...
The woodcutter's heart...slowly sank.

He opened his mouth.

……

"……younger brother."

After a long while, the woodcutter finally made a sound.

"you……"

An idea suddenly occurred to the woodcutter.

He reached out and touched the young scholar's forehead.

"Are you feeling unwell?"

"The rain still has some effect, doesn't it?"

Although he gave the young scholar ginger soup, the young scholar had been exposed to the rain for several days anyway.

Isn’t a bowl of ginger soup enough to drive away the cold?

Cold air enters the body.

The young scholar's mind was a little confused.

……

"I'm going to see the doctor."

The woodcutter stood up immediately.

He was negligent.

He should have gone to the doctor right from the start.

He won’t delay his brother’s treatment, will he?
The woodcutter was somewhat worried.

……

"elder brother."

The young scholar called out.

He reached out to grab the woodcutter.

However, he was still a little weak at this time, and was not as strong as the woodcutter. The woodcutter just shook his hand lightly, and the young scholar's hand was shaken away.

But the woodcutter finally stopped.

Paused temporarily.

The woodcutter turned his head.

"Brother, you stay here."

"I'll be back soon."

……

"elder brother."

The young scholar raised his voice.

"I am fine."

"You don't need to go to the doctor."

……

"Why is everything okay?"

The woodcutter said subconsciously, "They are starting to talk nonsense..."

……

The young scholar was slightly stunned.

Then shook his head.

"No."

"I'm not talking nonsense."

"I know exactly what I'm talking about."

……

The woodcutter turned back.

"I'm going to see the doctor."

……

"elder brother!"

The young scholar shouted, "I'm fine."

"Even if you go to the doctor, I-"

"Cough cough~"

The young scholar started coughing violently.

……

The woodcutter immediately turned back to the bed.

He reached out and patted the young scholar on the back.

"Are you okay?"

The woodcutter looked worried.

……

The young scholar had no time to answer the woodcutter.

He reached out and pounded his chest hard.

……

After a while, the young scholar stopped coughing.

He felt a little exhausted.

His flushed face made him feel a little hot.

……

"Are you okay?"

The woodcutter patted the young scholar on the back a few more times.

Then he sat in front of the young scholar.

"I'll get you some water."

……

The woodcutter stood up to get some water.

……

The young scholar did not refuse.

He took the water.

"GuluGulu~"

The young scholar tilted his head back and quickly drank the bowl of water.

……

"anything else?"

The woodcutter took back the cup and looked at the young scholar inquiringly.

……

The young scholar shook his head.

"No more."

……

The woodcutter hesitated for a while, but finally sat down beside the young scholar's bed again.

"younger brother."

"Are you really not feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

……

"No."

The young scholar shook his head.

……

"Then the black monster you mentioned..."

The woodcutter's mouth twitched slightly.

"what's going on?"

"That child..."

“Did you really see it?”

……

"Ah."

The young scholar nodded.

"That kid is right."

"There was a black monster next to me at the time."

……

The woodcutter's face twitched involuntarily.

"A black monster?"

The woodcutter's voice and expression became even stranger.

"How come the rest of us didn't see it?"

……

“The kid saw it.”

.......
The young scholar's words left the woodcutter speechless for a few seconds.

That's right. The kid saw it.

but……

……

"Except for that child..."

The woodcutter frowned.

No one else saw them.

……

"I thought it was me except me..."

The young scholar curled his lips slightly, "No one can see it."

……

After a few seconds of stunned silence, the woodcutter opened his mouth, "...What do you mean?"

What is called……

No one can see it except your brother?
……

"I do not know either."

The young scholar smiled.

“I’ve never been able to figure it out.”

"But that's the truth..."

"Brother, a black monster appeared next to me."

……

The woodcutter's pupils contracted violently.

His eyes widened.

……

"It's been a long time..."

The young scholar looked a little dazed.

"The first time I saw it, it stole my steamed buns."

"I just wondered if it was the little thief who stole the steamed buns that my sister-in-law mentioned..."

"I'm curious."

“It has a very unique look.”

"I wonder what it is?"

"I was surprised that there were animals I didn't recognize."

……

“…It’s small.”

“But very greedy.”

"And a big appetite."

"It makes me wonder how it can eat so much food with such a small body."

……

“It started to happen to me more and more.”

"Uh……"

"Maybe we can't say frequently?"

"Every time it appears, it's when I have food."

“It’s here to eat.”

……

“I wanted to grab it at first.”

"elder brother."

The young scholar raised his eyes.

"You've actually seen it..."

……

"…….ah?"

The woodcutter, who had been listening intently to his brother's story, was stunned.

Has he seen it?

The woodcutter frowned.

How can it be?

How could he forget it if he had seen it?

younger brother……

Was it a mistake?

……

"You've seen paintings of it."

The young scholar continued.

……

woodcutter:……

"…its painting?"

Even if it’s a painting…

The woodcutter still didn’t remember… that this had happened…

……

"Yes."

The young scholar smiled slightly, "Brother, don't you remember?"

"You came to my study that day and saw a painting on my desk."

"Are you curious about what I'm drawing?"

"Because the creatures in the painting look strange."

"You haven't seen it either."

……

The woodcutter reached out and rubbed his temple hard.

painting……

painting……

Ah!
An idea suddenly occurred to the woodcutter.

"I remembered!"

The woodcutter's eyes lit up.

He remembered!
There is such a painting!

……

The young scholar curled the corners of his mouth.

"I told you about the creature."

"I said I couldn't catch it."

"You comforted me."

"You said you'd help me catch it."

"You said that if we sell it to a noble, we can get a lot of money..."

……

The woodcutter pursed his lips.

He remembered...

"Is that the black monster the child saw?"

……

The young scholar nodded.

Ok.

that's it.

……

The woodcutter looked stunned.

what……

So this is it?

"I remember you said it looked like a Taotie..."

The woodcutter murmured.

……

"Ah."

The young scholar was somewhat surprised that the woodcutter still remembered this.

After all, the woodcutter had even forgotten the painting he had seen just now.

"It's very similar."

……

"...That day, your sister-in-law and I hid in the closet..."

The scene of that day appeared in the woodcutter's eyes.

……

"Yes."

The young scholar nodded.