"Sorry." Chen Jing looked at him, full of words he wanted to say, but in the end he only reduced them to these two words.
Meng Aman smiled freely: "It doesn't have to be like this."
"For us, separation between life and death is a common thing."
His gaze crossed Chen Jing and fell on the earthen wall behind him. His eyes were so deep that he seemed to be drilling through the wall and into the bustling and noisy streets.
"No one can guarantee that they will survive tomorrow."
"No one can guarantee that the people around them will still be alive tomorrow."
Chen Jing pursed his lips and lowered his head.
The dark, barren, dry soil was just like his desolate and withered heart at the moment.
He's not good at comforting people.
I don't even know what to say in front of such a person.
"Why show such a coquettish posture." Meng Aman laughed and waved, but did not take his eyes away. "She is a warrior. She deserves to die in order to carry on the future."
"When she was still alive, she was an instructor of the hunting team in the city. She didn't need to be angry, and ordinary men were no match for her."
"That day, she took a group of apprentices out for hunting and encountered a Gu Eagle. It was an extremely difficult beast."
"She is a good hunter, careful, patient, and smart. My father praised her as a natural hunter. If she had been prepared, she could hunt down the Gu Eagle alone."
"But it was too sudden. It was too sudden that day. To protect the students, she did not hesitate to come forward."
Having said this, he was finally willing to withdraw his gaze and fall back on Chen Jing.
Speak faster and louder.
He couldn't wait, as if he was affirming something and wanted Chen Jing to affirm something: "No apprentice was injured."
"A few were frightened and injured themselves when they ran away."
"But none of them were injured by the vultures."
"That's it, that's it..."
He let out a sigh and spat out the trill at the end of his words: "She was the one who stayed there."
"When I looked for it, the bones were only half-hanging."
Chen Jing didn't dare to look at him.
There is a heavy look in the lonely good eye.
"Don't marry another one?" he asked.
At least it adds some popularity to this deserted courtyard.
But as soon as he said it, he regretted it.
You shouldn't add fuel to the fire.
Meng Aman didn't care, shook his head, and his tone changed back to brisk: "No need, we have a child, the blood of the Meng family is not broken."
Chen Jing turned his head back.
have kids?
But there don't seem to be any traces of children living in this yard.
"He doesn't live here." Meng Aman saw his confusion and continued, "He is in the hunting team now, and he will be eighteen years old before he can come back to live and start practicing if he is not selected by the Yellow Liang Realm. "
"He's a lot like his mother, a good kid."
"In the future, if he is really selected by Huangliang Realm, I will have to trouble you to take care of him."
Chen Jing nodded and said only two simple words: "Definitely."
I have always been a eloquent person, but now I can't think of any fancy words, and I don't think there are any words that are more suitable for this occasion than these two words.
Heavy topics have been covered.
Under Chen Jing's questioning, Meng Aman talked about the caravan in the city.
They are very peaceful.
Today we also preach about giving meat.
Unlike other evangelists, they did not make any demands just because their believers were developing smoothly - the evangelists before this either left in despair because they could not recruit believers, or they left after recruiting enough believers. Like Meng Aman opening his bloody lion's mouth and planning an area in the city to build temples and statues.
Some of them were shameless and wanted Meng Aman to accept the request to "raise donations" in the city.
He took the lead as the city lord.
After the money was squeezed dry, the money he donated was returned the same way, and the money squeezed out was divided into 50% and 50%.
These people were all kicked out by Meng Aman.
Yuncheng needs order, but it doesn't need this kind of order that rides on other people's heads.
But this group of evangelists is different. They are so powerful that they can accomplish what other evangelists achieve in a month or even more in just one day.
But he didn't threaten anything because of it.
Last night, Meng Aman sent someone to test them and asked them if they wanted to build a temple in the city.
Instead, they refused.
Goddess of Heaven has given a verbal instruction that instead of building large-scale construction projects and constructing material statues of gods, we should be dedicated to good deeds and create statues in our hearts.
Chen Jing was stunned when he heard this.
In that small world, the Heavenly Mother occupies a quarter of the city, has red inscriptions and inscriptions, and luxurious palaces and temples.
Here, she is innocent and wants nothing?
There was more than one surprise.
Meng Aman has always coveted Zhang Zhao - he is a monk on the sixth floor of the inner scene and is on the Hidden Dragon List.
If he could be asked to help, Yuncheng would not have to rack his brains and think of ways to deal with vicious beasts like nest pigs and moa.
It's just that he never knew how to speak.
Zhang Zhao's cultivation level is much higher than his.
The relationship is not as close as Tyrannosaurus.
The biggest bargaining chip he could bring was the treasure weapon, but Zhang Zhao already had one in his hand.
Before he could figure out what to say.
Zhang Zhao took the initiative to look for them and asked which side of the city had the most ferocious beasts and the greatest threat. After understanding them clearly, he went out to hunt.
While they were chatting, the sun gradually set in the west and touched the sharp corners of the city wall.
But neither the sunlight nor the color of the sky brought any change to the world. The sky was desolate and lonely, just like this dead city.
Chen Jing took advantage of the daylight and rode away.
Return to the cabin and log out of the game.
Ah Xuan was lying at his feet as always. Seeing that he was still alive, he ran away and disappeared.
When I opened the phone, there were only a few spam text messages. Coaches from the club sent greetings or some soft articles introducing the lives of top boxers.
The event information I care about most has not been sent yet.
He wasn't in a hurry or pushing.
It's impossible to contact someone for this matter today, and you can just take a taxi and go on stage tomorrow.
Hunting ferocious beasts is also a kind of practical training.
Before hitting people, it's not bad to hit animals first to build up courage.
Chen Jing was also anxious to ask the coaches to help him contact the coach of Hand Ax.
Not enough money.
He's just a bad writer of novels.
Updates have been weak in the past few months, and we are all on a guaranteed basis. The club has a lot of expenses - coaching fees and sparring fees are very high.
There are all kinds of "fairies and monsters" among readers.
Without knowing it personally, no one would have thought that the person wearing the avatar of "Second Hair Wife" could be a serious university lecturer.
No one would have imagined that the person who distributes resources most diligently is actually a civil servant working a nine-to-five job.
Ask them to help, contact some people, or check some information such as "corporate legal person" that is on the surface, but is only collected and slightly hidden, and he has the nerve to speak shamelessly.
But...the words "borrow money" are impossible to say.
never mind.
Learn from the video first.
I'll wait until I get some money from the sparring fee next month to hire a hand-axe coach.
These things are really annoying.
the next day.
Chen Jing logged into the game and opened the wooden house.
A team of three people were already waiting at the door.
He's not young, he looks like he's in his thirties or forties.
The leader, who looked familiar, had always been with Meng Aman. He was the hunter who reacted fastest when he encountered a rat for the first time that day.
"Brother Tyrannosaurus is awake?" he said, his voice hoarse, "Want to eat? Or we should go directly."
