With heavy steps, Irving walked slowly, passing a big oak tree. After a long while, he reached another big tree and rest his back against it. Realizing something, he turned around and stared at the big tree he just leaned against.
This was the same tree he just walked past. This couldn't be right. Maybe he was hallucinating. Time to move on. He walked away for a while and found himself back at the same oak tree for some reason. This couldn't be happening.
Just when he was lost in his own mind, a hand like a dry branch rested on his shoulder, followed by a hoarse man's voice. "Little brother, are you lost?"
Irving's spine shivered coldly and he took a step forward like a frightened rabbit. He quickly turned around and stared at the old man who appeared behind him out of thin air. His first thought was that he had encountered a ghost.
Ever since he got used to being beaten, he was particularly sensitive to the disturbances around him. This person appeared behind him silently, like a ghost or something.
And the old man's appearance at this time was also very telling. A set of tattered one-piece clothes like the ancient American civilization. The skinny and fleshless body looked like it had been buried for hundreds of thousands of years. A nice old mummy.
The old man naturally didn't know what Irving was thinking, but he didn't need to know. Seeing that Irving didn't respond, he smiled and opened his mouth to ask again.
"Ghost!" Glancing at the face that seemed to be peeling off at any moment and the forced evil smile, Irving didn't even give him a chance to speak. He exclaimed, turned around and ran away.
"Ghost?" The old man looked around inexplicably, and then seemed to understand something, and said to himself. "Hmm, interesting."
After running for a while, Irving was sure that he had exhausted all the strength to sustain himself further, and then he fell to the ground, panting heavily, thinking to himself that it would be okay to be killed by a ghost, but he couldn't exhaust himself to death.
After a while, he was relieved to be alive, and stood up leisurel. But when he glanced at his surroundings, he shouted miserably. "Oh, come on!"
Irving had ran like crazy but again found himself in his original location, by the oak tree. However, at this time, the ghost-like old man had disappeared, replaced by a little girl in red jacket.
The little girl was only about five or six years old. She had two cute and lawless pigtails. Noticing Irving's glance, the little girl blinked her big eyes, smacked her left index finger and said in a milky voice. "Brother, are you lost?"
"Oh, no. Not you too." Irving frowned. He remembered the old man asking him the same question. That strange old man. So, he asked cautiously. "Little one, you didn't happen to see an old man here, did you?"
Facing the little girl in pink clothes, Irving seemed to gain courage. If the old man showed up, he would probably run with all his strength again after regaining his strength.
The little girl didn't seem to hear Irving's words. She appeared at his feet in the blink of an eye, hugged his thighs with her hands, and hummed. "Hug, I want a hug..."
Maybe it was due to the fact that he was no longer thinking straight, or maybe he realized that she didn't seem to have any intention of harming him. Irving smiled helplessly and bent down, picked up the little girl, and asked with a vigilant look on his face. "Who are you?"
"Human, of course..." The little girl answered simply.
But when she opened her mouth to speak, Irving caught the sight of vivid red color on her teeth. Vivid red like bloody remains. Irving trembled, thinking wildly in his mind, but his legs were frozen to the spot.
After a long silence, Irving, who was holding himself together by sheer force, seemed to have insufficient strength, and his legs shook harder than he could imagine.
"Friend, I have to leave now..." The little girl raised her hand and pinched his cheek.
"Oh, ok." Irving was a little confused. He bent down and put the little girl on the ground slowly. But before he could gather his thoughts, the little girl jumped up and disappeared into the woods. Irving smiled bitterly to himself. "What's happening to me?"
Just as Irving was transfixed on his fate, staring blanking ahead, the little girl was sitting on one of the branches of a giant tree, silently watching Irving who then turned around and left the place until his back completely disappeared from her sight.
"Why do you need so many shackles, when you have such a fate?" The little girl thought secretly, but she could no longer suppress her stomach. Blood welled up from deep in her throat, and sprayed from her mouth, sprinkling the tree branches, but quickly dissipated with the wind, as if they had never appeared before.
At this time, the sun was already setting behind the horizon.Irving came to the vegetable stall outside his local community. After bargaining skillfully with the vegetable farmers, he left with a handful of vegetables which obviously had some yellowing leaves.After walking down to his house and saying hello to a few old men playing chess, he quickly took out the key from the meter box outside the apartment, opened the door and entered the house which was very large but seemed empty for a layout of three bedrooms and one living room with only a few wooden furniture.Irving carried the dishes into the kitchen with ease, and after briefly comforting his stomach that kept making dissatisfied sounds, he came to the living room, stood in front of the small wooden cabinet where the sundries were placed, stared at the healing gel that had bottomed out, and clenched his fists tightly. "What's wrong with you, Irving? You're used to it already, so just bear with it."Shaking his head, Irving, w
Ding!!! The alarm clock released a series of chiming sound, which were extremely noisy.At six o'clock in the morning, Irving, who was used to getting up at this time every day, didn't feel like obliging, but forced himself awake. He turned off the alarm, brushed his teeth and washed his face sleepily before going out.Although he was disliked by everyone at school, he had a sacred and glorious task in the class - to open and close the classroom door. This also meant that he arrived earlier than others and left later than them every day. So, if anything went wrong in the class, he would be the first person others would hold responsible.Just like today, Irving came to class earlier as usual and cleaned the class carefully. He would not let anyone find a reason to bully him today. As for the kind of trouble that could not be avoided, he wasn't bothered by those since there was no way to escape them. All he could do was to minimize the excuses for others to attack him.At seven thirty, t
For what Irving did in the school earlier in the day, the school wouldn't punish him too severely. At most, it would be a warning for disrupting the order of the class. After all, the school had been unfair in its previous handling of this so-called "bad student". Rabbits would bite people when they were anxious, let alone humans.In the end, the school just "kindly" asked Irving to go home to recuperate, and just come back for the final exam as a formality. Irving didn't feel aggrieved by the school's handling of the situation. He had even asked for this decision himself a long time ago but failed in his effort.After walking out of the school gate, he glanced back at the dozen or so security guards who watched him leave, with a wry smile on his face.After returning home and putting away his books, brought back from school, he sat on a chair and stared at his injured hands that he had neglected. Although they no longer hurt, they needed treatment. The wound opening on the hand had lo
In the mountains early in the morning, the air was fresh and the early birds were chirping in the trees.In fact, Irving was not really sure of the exact location of the woman who just called for help. There was only a vague direction in his mind."It should be over there." Irving, who was running wildly in the dense forest and even climbing rocks with his bare hands in some dangerous places, glanced at the birds that were constantly being frightened away, not far off. He hunched over and walked slowly over. He squatted down on the protruding rock and carefully looked at his surroundings.This place was a naturally formed flat surfaced region, with a few unnamed trees growing sparsely. There were four men standing on the flat surface at this time. The three men in straight suits should be the same as the two who fell on the ground. The men in uniforms were in a group, and the squat man wearing a black elastic vest surrounded by them actually glanced at the rock where Irving was standi
Jago stared at Irving, whose clothes were torn while running, and saw that he looked slightly young. He raised his finger and asked in confusion. "Is it him?"Sanderson nodded, regardless of whether the two parties agreed or not, and stepped back ten or so steps, leaving the space free for the two of them to play freely.Jago knew that the matter must be honored, so he put down Xena and took a step forward. He looked up and down at Irving's clothes and couldn't hold back his laughter. He bent down and laughed alone.Irving didn't know what he meant. He lowered his head and glanced at himself. Apart from his clothes being torn while running in the dense forest, there seemed to be nothing serious.Based on his feeling, Irving tilted his head slightly and did a backflip in the flash of lightning.There was a loud banging noise, and Jago appeared at the place where Irving had just stood.Jago was a little stunned. His top-down blow just now missed an unfocused person. He stood up leisurel
Irving didn't care at all about how Sanderson would deal with the situation next. Just looking at the old man's strange expression, he knew that he had some unclear relationship with Xena, who had never been masked before.After trotting all the way to the sidelines of passers-by, and returning home, before he could change out of his tattered clothes, Irving quickly called out to Caden. "I have something to ask you.""Huh?" Caden looked like she understood. Before Irving could ask the question, she began to mutter to herself: "You must want to ask why you are so powerful after only practicing for about a month? Does this question really matter? In many aspects…”Irving felt dizzy and rolled his eyes. He quickly interrupted Caden's self-righteousness and said cautiously. "That's not the problem. I feel that I have changed. It's hard for me to explain to you clearly what has changed.""It's very impolite to interrupt others when they are talking." Caden rolled her eyes at Irving and con
Irving couldn't understand why a wealthy girl like Xena would come to him, but this did not prevent him from taking her in. In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks were in vain.And it would be a good thing to have someone to check and balance this increasingly unreliable spirit guide, Irving thought to himself, turned around and walked towards the kitchen.Xena glanced at Irving who had already walked into the kitchen, raised the corner of her mouth in smile, stared at Caden and said softly. "Although you are very beautiful, I am not bad either, and I still have a lot of money. How much will you be willing to take to leave this man alone?”Caden looked at Xena, who was shorter than her and had to raise her head slightly to talk to her normally. She raised her hand to pick out her ears and answered with a grim look on her face. "First of all, thank you for your sincerity in your first sentence. As for leaving him, you’d better stop thinking about it. The main pro
"Come with me for a walk." Xena naturally refused to let him be. Crying and beating were her specialty, but she usually only used this trick on her father.Xena's eyes were full of tears and she pulled Irving's arm with a resentful look and shook it hard.The students around him were dumbfounded. They didn't know what kind of game Irving was playing, and they didn't expect to see him not even paying attention to such a wealthy girl. Naturally, there was also a pair of eyes, staring at him with hatred.Irving was shaken so hard that he couldn't reprimand Xena in front of many classmates. After all, he didn't want to reveal his differences yet.Xena, with an obvious smile of success on his face, grabbed Irving's hand and ran around the small campus, as if to let everyone know who the ownership of this man belonged to."Bitch..." Nancy, who saw this scene from the teaching building, cursed fiercely. For Irving, it was a completely unreasonable disaste
Soon, the food came up.Seeing Shayne wolfing down the food, Irving sighed and said. "Didn't Scar leave some money for you? Why do you look like you've been hungry for several days?"Hearing Irving's question, Shayne's eyes instantly turned red, and he said with murderous intent: "Scar left me 20,000 dollar, part of which was for my mother's medical treatment. My mother's eyesight is not very good, and Scar was afraid that when he left, I would find no way out for the time being. So he gave me some money so that I could use to take care of my mother and open a small shop to maintain my life. But after he left, the group of local big brothers turned their focus on me, and sent people to block my path every other day. If the money for my mother's treatment had not been given to the hospital, I am afraid it would have been taken by them."Irving motioned Shayne to continue eating, then he glanced at Xena who was thinking with her chin in her hand and said. "E
Irving still remembered the young man who stopped him. Although he was a little different from Shayne, who was fearless and had the word "bad guy" carved on his head, his facial features had not changed much. But what happened to him that gave him the scar that looked like a knife injury across his nose?"Shayne?" Irving asked knowingly."Hey." Shayne responded respectfully, then looked around with a vigilant look on his face and said, "Irving, thank goodness I found. I think Scar is in trouble. I can't find him. This is not like him."This kind of thing was not a thunderbolt for Irving. After all, he was not familiar with Scar, and Scar's job was to fight on the streets as a thug, which was inherently risky. Who knew when he would run into a someone above him who would want to kill him? But since Shayne said that he had been looking for him for a long time, this matter should not be that simple.Irving held Xena's little hand, raised his chin slightly, and motioned Shayne to continue
After Thomas sat down, Nancy saw that there were three people on this side and only Thomas on the other side, so she stood up meaningfully and sat down next to him, while Xena and Irving buried their heads and ate voraciously, since it didn't cost any money anyway.After lunch, Irving began to admire the man named Thomas. Not only was he thick-skinned, but his vision and eloquence were beyond the reach of ordinary people.During this period, Nancy's subtle flirting made Irving associate Thomas with the Mr. Howard mentioned by the gossiping girls in the class that morning.In the afternoon, facing Ramona who looked like he was ready to eat anyone, Irving frankly explained that he fainted due to exhaustion because he was busy moving too many things. During this time, he was met by the enthusiastic classmate Xena, who sent him to the hospital.Ramona had already studied Irving's information during her free time at noon. She certainly did not believe the test
The school cafeteria had made a lot of money on the first day of school. Just looking at the huge crowds of people, one could tell that the food in the school today should not be bad. After all, no one was stupid to waste money on bad food. If one was stupid enough to buy some unpalatable food, health would suffer from it.Especially on a first day of school like this, after all, the cafeteria is open for the first day of the semester, so there is no way there will be leftovers. Students also knew this, so not many people go to the school gate to open a hot-dog stands.Xena dragged Irving along as they rushed along with a burning heart. The classmates who were bumped into on the road smiled kindly and said nothing after seeing that it was Xena.When he came to the entrance of the cafeteria, Irving looked at the densely packed heads, swallowed his saliva and said. "With this number of students, even if you queue up to buy food, there is no place to sit. How about I treat you to outside
Seeing that her appearance instantly attracted everyone, the woman nodded with satisfaction, and then said calmly. "Hello, students. I am your homeroom teacher this semester. Today is the first day we met, so it is proper to introduce ourselves. I also hope that we can get along well."The woman said something nice and introduced herself: "My name is Esther Robinson, but you can call me Miss Robinson. I am your homeroom teacher this semester, and I teach English Literature." After that, she smiled and pointed to a girl in the first row near the door and said: "Well, classmate, you should start by introducing yourself. Speak loudly so that I can get to know you better and to also increase your own confidence."Looking at Miss Robinson on the stage, who was pulling the strings with the students with applause, and the students below the stage who had no ambition at all and were shouting out their names, Irving smiled helplessly. It was his turn."Irving Smiths!" Irving stood up quickly.
Xena's reluctant farewell to Irving was naturally seen by many people. This was very disappointing to those who thought that Xena should be tired of Irving after one summer vacation and should have abandoned him, and they once again secretly sighed that Xena really had a good taste.Because the new semester had just started, Irving came to his original classroom. At this time, the doorplate outside the classroom had changed from grade 12 to grade 13, and the students who arrived early in the classroom seemed to have not really felt the learning atmosphere that grade 12 should have.After all, it's just the beginning of a new session. After all, they haven't seen each other for so long, so they always have to get familiar with each other again and brag to each other about the ups and downs of the past two months."You know what, when my dad and I were playing in Tokyo, Japan, the ground was shaking so much. If I hadn't been quick-witted, I might have been buried..." A boy with glasses
"What you lack is time. After all, she is also a successor, and she has obviously practiced for more time than you." Caden thought for a moment and said carefully, "But don't think that the successor is a symbol of invincibility, because all inheritances are passed down from others, so even if you practice to perfection, you would have only reached a level that others have already reached. Besides, those people might not be really as great as they thought, after all, they were all dead...""Don't talk about such things now. Why do you like talking about death so much? Anyway, please tell me, if Samantha and I really have a death fight, what are the chances of me winning?" Irving interrupted Caden. He didn't have time to care about the affairs of the predecessors, or about them dying. After all, Samantha had said that she would assassinate him anytime and anywhere."The vertical eye is something that ordinary inheritors cannot use. Although it is just a replica, it is also extremely po
In the early morning of the next day, Irving raised his hand to turn off the alarm as soon as it rang as usual, then he sat up with a somersault and practiced in silence.Just after two hours, Irving, who had been sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes. He did not go out to exercise as usual. Following the ventilation machine, he leaned back slightly, leaned against the wall, and directly called back Caden, who was pulled away by Xena to sleep with him:"There are some things I think I need to understand clearly."Caden raised her hand and yawned, holding back her complaints about Xena's poor sleeping posture. She pursed her lips, pulled out a toothpick from behind her, put it in her mouth and said unscrupulously, "Ask.""Am I strong enough for now?" Irving said in a serious tone.Caden blinked, and for a moment she seemed unable to acknowledge it. Then she became angry, raised her finger and pointed at Irving. "You disturbed me so early just to make me appr
In Caden's eyes, a beauty should not have to do housework. How could a beauty like her do the heavy work of cleaning the room? What if her hands get calluses and her skin becomes rough even if she was just a spirit guide?After Caden went in to appease Xena, Irving began to make plans.At the same time, Xena did not roll around on the floor with the door closed as Irving imagined. She sat quietly on the bed, talking to someone on the phone with a serious expression. "Well, the information is what I gave you. If you can't find out, you can stop doing this business... What does a long time mean? You have a very good reputation in the industry... Okay, I believe you, you have to find out for me no matter how long it takes. You don't have to worry about the money... Well, I'll wait for your feedback.""Hmm..mmm""How did you get in?" Xena hung up the phone and looked at Caden who came in directly through the door, clearing her throat."You two are in a