Monster Tea Party

Chapter 5446 Follow
"What are you looking for?"

The woodcutter asked subconsciously.

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"A black monster."

The young scholar replied without even looking up.

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woodcutter:……

He wanted to hit himself.

Isn't this what they came for?
He is fine.

I actually forgot.

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The main reason was that he really didn't think the young scholar could find the black monster.

No.

It was that he didn't think he could see the black monster.

Who can see other people's fantasies?

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The woodcutter followed the young scholar, walking and stopping everywhere.

Watching his face become more and more anxious.

He sighed inwardly.

But he didn't say anything.

If only the young scholar could realize that the black monster was just his imagination...
That would naturally be the best outcome.

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"No no……"

The young scholar muttered hurriedly.

"Aren't you here anymore?"

In fact, he might have guessed this.

But when he really faced this possibility, he still felt disappointed.

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"……are u there?"

The young scholar whispered.

"You were here just now."

"come out."

"come out!"

"You haven't given me an explanation yet."

"You have caused me so much pain..."

"asshole!"

The young scholar hit the edge of the well hard.

hiss~
The young scholar grinned.

it hurts.

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The young scholar touched his hands, his face full of reluctance.

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The woodcutter's frown deepened.

He rarely saw such intense emotions on his brother's face.

My younger brother has always been a quiet and introverted person.

But not gloomy.

The bookish air makes people feel safe and peaceful.

Sometimes he wondered how a family like theirs could raise such a well-mannered brother?

Then he would sigh: Studying is indeed good.

This temperament makes people happy just by looking at it.

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The younger brother in front of him made him feel a little strange.

The bookish air has faded.

There was even a hint of hostility between his eyebrows.

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"You come out!"

The young scholar suddenly shouted.

The sound of the rain was suppressed.

"come out!"

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The young scholar's voice echoed in the sound of rain.

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The young scholar suddenly ran.

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"younger brother!"

Caught off guard, the woodcutter failed to catch up in time.

The young scholar was exposed to the rain.

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The woodcutter frowned fiercely.

I've just been caught in the rain for a few days and I don't know how my body is doing.

Now it's raining again.

This guy really doesn't take his body seriously...

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The woodcutter was very angry.

I am also more worried.

My brother's problem needs to be solved as soon as possible.

If you delay any further...

My brother's condition is getting worse and worse...

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The woodcutter strode up to catch up with the young scholar.

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"You come out!"

The young scholar wiped the rain off his face.

The blurry vision became clearer.

he shouted.

"come out!"

"I know you're here!"

"come out!"

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"younger brother!"

The woodcutter reached out and grabbed the young scholar's arm.

"enough!"

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"elder brother!"

The young scholar struggled subconsciously.

"Let go!"

"Wait a moment..."

"I'll find it soon enough."

....
“You can’t find it.”

The woodcutter's voice was full of sighs.

Let the young scholar shake off his hand.

"Don't look for it."

"Why are you still looking for it?"

...The young scholar's eyes were filled with viciousness.

"Of course I'm going to settle the score with it!"

“It caused me to fail the exam!”

"It doesn't keep its word!"

"It's playing tricks on me!"

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"But it saved you, too."

The woodcutter thought that he should first go along with his brother and let him give up looking for the black monster.

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The young scholar was stunned.

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"Isn't it?"

The woodcutter looked at the young scholar and said, "You said it yourself."

"You fell into the well."

"It saved you."

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The young scholar opened his mouth.

That's right.

This is what he said.

Although there was no basis for this, after all, he hadn't seen anything, but he was inexplicably certain...

It was the black monster that saved him.

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The black monster saved his life...

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The young scholar felt a little discouraged.

Yes.

What could be more important than his life?

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Even if the black monster tricked him...

Let him act like a fool...satisfied and complacent...

The more complacent and elated he was at that time...

The more I found out that I failed the exam, the more I couldn’t accept it.

It felt like I was slapped hard in the face.

A burning pain.

The pain even spread to his limbs.

It made him feel like he had been beaten all over.

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but……

The black monster saved him.

Based on this...

It seemed that he should just laugh it off and forget his grudges with the black monster...

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The young scholar clenched his fists.

He is not reconciled...

"...Come out."

The young scholar's tone became much calmer.

"I want to see you again."

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"younger brother."

The woodcutter shook his head.

“It’s gone.”

"Don't you always see it at home?"

"Let's go home."

"Just like before, prepare some food."

“Maybe it will appear.”

"Isn't it?"

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The young scholar was stunned.

Ok.

He nodded slowly.

This is one way.

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"Let's go."

The woodcutter grabbed the young scholar's arm.

"Let's go home."

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Seeing the young scholar hesitating, the woodcutter looked around.

"The owner of the house will be here soon."

"He'll be mad when he sees us."

"Maybe they'll report it to the police."

"We were trespassing."

"You don't want to spend some time in the government dungeon, do you?"

....
The young scholar was somewhat persuaded.

As a scholar, I absolutely do not want to go to a dungeon.

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"gone."

Seeing some hesitation on the young scholar's face, the woodcutter immediately struck while the iron was hot and pulled the young scholar directly towards the gate of the house.

"go home."

"Ask your sister-in-law to make you something delicious."

“I smell the aroma…”

“It will come out.”

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The woodcutter thought that no matter what, he should take the person home first.

The inn is not cheap.

The young scholar failed this time, and he needs to continue working hard.

There are many places to spend money.

Save wherever possible.

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Moreover, the young scholar's current appearance is not suitable for others to see.

Thinking of the owner of the house who had seen the young scholar in such a miserable state, the woodcutter became a little worried.

I hope the owner of the house won't spread rumors.

Young scholars will come here again in the future.

If there are bad rumors...

That's not a good thing.

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The woodcutter suddenly felt somewhat regretful.

Why didn't he ask the owner of the house not to tell anyone about his brother...

Maybe he should give some bribes to the owner of the house.

But that’s it…

There was no point in regretting it.

He doesn't know where the owner of the house is?

It would be inappropriate for him to wait here for the owner of the house to come back...