Monster Tea Party

Chapter 5482 Kneel down
What does the young scholar believe in?

He didn't even see it!

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"I didn't see any black monsters either."

The woodcutter stated this fact again.

He felt that his brother always seemed to forget this fact.

"Then how do you want me to trust you?"

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The young scholar was stumped by the question.

For a long while, the young scholar could only repeat what he had said many times, "...I saw it..."

"I really saw it..."

Clearly.

How can he believe this...

Was what he saw fake?
……

The woodcutter sighed.

"Brother."

"You really……"

“It’s too deep.”

"Maybe……"

An idea suddenly occurred to the woodcutter, "I should take you to the temple to worship."

"Master, please help me."

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"Do not……"

The young scholar subconsciously refused.

"I do not want……"

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"Just think of it as a normal act of burning incense and worshipping Buddha..."

The woodcutter was somewhat surprised by the young scholar's refusal.

"No one's going to gossip about it."

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The young scholar shook his head.

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The woodcutter frowned.

"you……"

"Just treat it as getting rid of the bad luck for yourself."

“Pray for the next exam.”

"Is it not good?"

……

The young scholar still shook his head.

"elder brother."

The young scholar interrupted the woodcutter who was about to speak again.

"Didn't you say give me three months?"

"It's not three months yet, is it?"

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After a brief pause, the woodcutter nodded.

"Yes."

"have not reach yet."

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The woodcutter understood what his brother meant.

But, let me be frank...

"I gave you three months, but I didn't expect you to come to this forest alone in the middle of the night and go crazy..."

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"I'm not alone."

He was chasing the black monster.

The young scholar corrected the woodcutter, "I am not crazy either."

He is not crazy.

The young scholar frowned.

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woodcutter:……

"younger brother."

"In the eyes of outsiders, you are just going crazy."

As for what the young scholar said earlier, which was not a rebuttal of one person, he didn't want to argue with the young scholar.

……

"younger brother."

The woodcutter did not give the young scholar a chance to speak.

"I remind you."

"I can keep my promise and give you another three months."

"but……"

The woodcutter looked serious, "You also have to promise me that something like today won't happen again."

"This time we ran to a deserted mountain in the middle of the night..."

"It doesn't matter how crazy you are."

“No one saw it.”

"But what if you run to a crowded place next time?"

"Don't you think you're going crazy?"

“You think you have a point.”

"That's just what you think."

The woodcutter's face darkened. "In the eyes of others, you are just a person yelling like a madman."

"The news that you've gone mad will spread throughout the surrounding countryside."

“Rumors are spreading.”

"It's fine if you don't go out."

"Whenever you go out, people will point fingers and talk about you behind your back."

"It's not just you, your sister-in-law and I are the same."

"Is that what you want?"

"Do you want you and your entire family to live in the midst of other people's gossip and not be able to hold your head up?"

"and……"

"The rumors that you are crazy are bound to affect your career."

"No one wants a person with a mental problem to be an official."

Whether it is officials or ordinary people.

"do you understand?"

"If you want to pass the imperial examination one day..."

"You still want your career..."

"...If you don't think about yourself, think about me and your sister-in-law..."

“We don’t want to explain to everyone…”

"You're not crazy."

"There's nothing wrong with your brain."

……

The young scholar opened his mouth without saying a word.

……"younger brother."

The woodcutter spoke with deep sincerity.

“Everything has its trade-offs.”

"For yourself, for me and your sister-in-law, for our whole family..."

"Just pretend that the black monster doesn't exist, okay?"

"Can't you just ignore it?"

"younger brother!"

The woodcutter couldn't help but shout.

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The young scholar clenched his fists.

His expression was very uncertain.

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"younger brother."

The woodcutter emphasized.

"Just think of it as a brother begging you, okay?"

"Brother has never asked you for anything in his life."

"Just this one."

"Just this one thing..."

"younger brother!"

The woodcutter's eyes were slightly red.

The voice was filled with tears.

The young scholar couldn't stand his performance for a moment.

What's more, he has tolerated the young scholar's abnormality for so long?

Just because the other person is his younger brother.

Their parents died early.

No other relatives.

The two brothers depended on each other for life.

He is both an elder brother and a father to his younger brother.

His younger brother is his only blood relative.

My younger brother has always been so outstanding.

How much honor his younger brother brought him...

Such a brother...

It should have continued to thrive.

Grow to a height he couldn't even imagine.

How could this be……

How can it be broken like this?
My younger brother hasn't even taken the first step towards his ideal.

No.

Absolutely not.

He doesn't allow it!

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The young scholar was stunned.

This was the first time he saw his brother like this.

Just like my brother said, he never begged him.

His brother hadn't even asked him to.

His brother is very nice to him.

he knows.

So he wanted to get good grades to repay his brother.

……

Such a brother...

The young scholar couldn't refuse.

but……

The young scholar "struggled desperately", "Brother, you promised to give me three months..."

The young scholar's voice was very soft.

But there is a hint of stubbornness.

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"Ah."

The woodcutter nodded, "I promise."

"Your brother, I keep my word."

“I will not go back on my word.”

"I just hope you can promise me that what happened today won't happen again."

"As long as what happened today doesn't happen again..."

"The three-month deadline I promised you is still valid."

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The young scholar pursed his lips.

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"Can it be done?"

The woodcutter asked.

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The young scholar opened his mouth.

he does not know.

If something like what happened tonight happened again, and the black monster appeared in front of him...

Could he resist catching up?

Can he?

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"younger brother."

The woodcutter emphasized his tone again.

"Can it be done?"

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The young scholar dug his fingers into his palms.

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"younger brother."

The woodcutter was a little disappointed.

"Brother has begged you like this and it's still not working?"

"How else do you want your brother to beg you?"

"Do you want your brother to kneel down for you?"

As he said this, the woodcutter was about to kneel down.
.......
"elder brother!"

The young scholar immediately grabbed the woodcutter's arm.

A face full of panic.

"Don't do this!"

"elder brother!"

The young scholar was so anxious that he almost knelt down.

"elder brother."

"Don't do this!"

"elder brother!"

The young scholar shouted.