Monster Tea Party

Chapter 5478 Daze
“It’s not safe here at night.”

The woodcutter frowned.

"Let's go back first."

If you have anything to say, let’s talk about it after we get back.

……

Even though I know the black monster ignores me...

The young scholar was still somewhat unwilling to leave like this.

“…I waited so long for it to appear…”

The young scholar murmured.

When will we have to wait for the black monster to appear next time?
He originally wanted to settle the feud between himself and the black monster this time.

Just from the "confrontation" just now...

It was clearly a matter between both parties, and the one who cared about it from the beginning to the end, the one who was deeply hurt, the one who was crazy and mad...

He was alone.

It seemed like the other party had no idea that he was also one of the "parties involved".

Not even a bystander.

Onlookers will at least watch the fun.

The black monster turned a deaf ear to everything.

The attitude shown is that I don't know, I don't care, I don't care...

It has nothing to do with it.

……

Nothing the young scholar did could help.

Then he continued to stay...

What else can be done?

……

But he left just like that...

This might really be the last time he saw the black monster.

Do not know why……

The young scholar had a strong premonition in his heart.

....
"younger brother."

The woodcutter said in a deep voice, with a sigh hidden in it, "Go back."

……

"..."

The young scholar said nothing.

There was a hint of stubbornness on his face.

……

The woodcutter frowned.

This stubborn guy.
He was hesitating whether to drag his brother back...

An idea flashed in his mind.

He thought of something.

"what do you mean……"

The woodcutter's mouth twitched slightly.

"The black monster is here?"

Is it still here?
……

The young scholar nodded.

He glanced up at the lush tree canopy above.

A black monster is in it.

It is very inconspicuous in the night.

But he found it at a glance.

Maybe it’s because of the obsession with it?

The young scholar curled his lips.

……

"where?"

The woodcutter turned around and looked around.

"I did not see."

"younger brother."

The woodcutter looked at the young scholar, "Didn't you say you wanted me to see it?"

"now what?"

"Can you let me see it?"

……

The young scholar was stunned.

"Brother, can't you see it?"

……

“I’ve never seen it.”

The woodcutter was not angry at the young scholar for asking questions even though he knew the answer or for being forgetful?

After all, he couldn't see this, but the young scholar should know it.

……

The young scholar opened his mouth slightly.

"you……"

My brother has never seen a black monster...

After a few seconds of stunned silence, the young scholar remembered.

He was annoyed at his slow reaction.

Didn't I already know that besides him, there was also the child from my sister-in-law's brother's family...

Doesn't anyone else see the black monster?
My brother can’t see.

My sister-in-law can’t see it.

Aunt...

Didn't see it either.

……

"Didn't you say you wanted me to see it?"

The woodcutter continued.

"You let me see it, so I believe what you say."

“The black monster is real.”

"otherwise……"

The woodcutter was very serious and said sternly, "Just agree with what I say..."

"What kind of black monster is this..."

"It's all your own imagination."

"Put it down."

"Forget it completely."

"May I?"

……

The young scholar's mouth opened wide.

"The black monster is not my imagination."

How could the black monster be his imagination?
The young scholar found it incredible. "Brother!"

"Do you think there's something wrong with my brain?!"

……

After a few seconds of hesitation, the woodcutter nodded.

"Yes."

……

The young scholar was stunned.

He didn’t expect…

My brother actually gave a positive answer.

What expression should he make?
Because it was so unexpected, the young scholar was a little confused at this time.

……

"younger brother."

The woodcutter tightened his grip on the young scholar's hand.

……

The young scholar frowned unconsciously.

My brother held on too tightly.

His hands gradually felt a sense of suffocation as if the blood circulation was blocked.

……

"Do you really know what you have become?"

The woodcutter's eyes were burning.

……

The young scholar's attention was instantly diverted from his arm.

He froze again.

What do you mean?
"I……"

The young scholar looked down.

What do you mean by what he has become?

He has always been him.

Is it...

The young scholar thought of a possibility.

Does his brother look at him differently because he failed the exam?
……

"Of course not."

The woodcutter shook his head in denial.

I don’t understand how the young scholar could think of this aspect?
"younger brother."

"You've changed a lot since you said there were black monsters."

"Have you been studying seriously during this period?"

……

The sudden question startled the young scholar.

what?
Then I realized this question...

The young scholar clenched his hands.

read……

Don't say it.

The woodcutter really got to the point.

……

During this time...

Young scholars are very inefficient in studying.

He was always lost in thought, thinking about the black monster...
Thinking about their encounter and getting along...

When will the black monster appear?

I wonder if the black monster is still in the capital and hasn’t come back?
What should I say if I see a black monster...

He thought a lot.

Can't control the thoughts.

I also think about the exams I failed.

Extending from this is the anger towards the black monster and the increasing urgency to meet the black monster and confront it face to face.

……

"No."

The woodcutter nodded in understanding.

He would not disturb young scholars when they were reading.

But this time is different.

He was very worried about the condition of the young scholar.

So, occasionally, he would tiptoe to the door of his brother's study and peek in.

Looking into the house through the half-open window.

……

Soon, he found the young scholar sitting on a chair.

Holding a scroll in his hand.

.....
The woodcutter was about to look away...

Then he discovered something.

He narrowed his eyes slightly.

He knows his brother too well.

It was almost impossible for his younger brother to hide the truth from him.

What's more, my brother was completely defenseless at this time.

It's the truest self.

……

The woodcutter confirmed it several times...

Finally confirmed...

The young scholar was not reading.

He was just daydreaming with the book in his hand.

……

The woodcutter was a little surprised.

In his impression, his younger brother is very hardworking in studying.

Very hardworking.

did not think of……

My younger brother would sometimes stare blankly at his book...

……

The woodcutter who discovered this situation for the first time didn't care.

Isn’t it normal to daydream when you’re tired of studying?
……

But what happened next was somewhat beyond the woodcutter's expectations.

Every time he went to secretly check on his brother, he found...

My brother is distracted.

……

The woodcutter could no longer take this matter lightly.