Two-dimensional Wanderer

The taste of this thing seems to be a product of a mixture of greasy lard and starch. It is also mixed with a lot of fat particles caused by uneven stirring. It exudes a stench like a mud pond. It is completely anti-human!

"You know what? If the food comes out the same way it comes in, then there must be something wrong with this thing!"

Under Dismax's heart-piercing gaze, Yingluo threw the cloth bag on the ground, and then stepped on it a few times, venting the resentment in his heart, and then loudly ordered: "Go, your practice today, Just catch ten rabbits back!"

"what?"

"Ah shit! I'll beat you up if you don't go!"

"I'm going, I'm going!"

Dismax whispered: "It's a fragile spirit to be greedy for enjoyment!"

At noon, Dismax squatted on the ground, ignoring the scattered grass clippings on his blue hair, closed his eyes, and slammed the bones in his hands fiercely, his expression was like a drug addict who smoked marijuana. !

Yingluo had a small belly and was already full. After picking his teeth, he said with a sarcastic expression, "You just want to enjoy yourself? Are you weak?"

Dismax blushed and retorted angrily: "I'm... I don't want to waste it! Yes, the goddess once told us not to waste food!"

Athena: This old lady doesn't carry it! !

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Emergency

Yesterday, the power was cut off. After the call, the transformer of the switch downstairs exploded. The network continues to be disconnected.

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Chapter 4 Teenagers

The life of the Saint Seiya is very difficult. The entire Sanctuary has no electricity until now, and the lighting still relies on oil lamps and candles.And even oil lamps and candles are not for everyone, at least the soldiers are not qualified... Except for the torches that the patrol team will distribute, their only lighting tool at night is the moon.

This is probably the price of sticking to tradition.

Dismask fetched a bucket of clean water and used the moonlight to concentrate on cleaning the Temple of the Goddess. Even the gaps in the bricks and stones were carefully wiped with a rag to ensure that no dust was left.

He washed his hands and face with the last bit of water, then knelt down in front of the goddess statue in the Temple of Goddess Athena with a pious face, and began to close his eyes and pray.The moonlight sprinkled on him, reflecting a faint shadow, which made this bad person feel a sacred feeling.

In the shadow of the corner of the hall, several teenagers about the age of Dismask opened their mouths wide, looking at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

Yingluo's thick eyebrows and big eyes were also among them, and he said with a look of horror: "Then... that person is really Dismask? When did he become... so religious?"

A red-haired boy continued: "Aiolia, you are so quiet. Watch with peace of mind, the more powerful ones are still behind!"

Aiolia was shocked: "Is there anything more powerful?"

"Of course, look, here we come!"

Everyone put their eyes back on Dismask, and saw a line of clear tears sliding down his face, and endless regrets filled his tender face.

The corners of Aiolia’s mouth twitched, thinking that it’s okay if you came to clean the goddess’s temple in the middle of the night, and crying to the goddess, it’s okay to cry, and crying is so refreshing, you are so worthy of the name of the first bad in your sanctuary ?

A young man with his eyes closed stood up and folded his hands together and proclaimed the Buddha's name: "It's good, good, good, the prodigal son of Diss is back, it's really gratifying. I should recite the sutra a thousand times and pray for him." , walked outside the hall.

Snapped!

Putting a hand on his shoulder, the red-haired boy said with a smile: "Shaka, it's up to you to read the scriptures or not, but did you settle the bet before you left?"

With his eyes closed, Shaka's face collapsed: "Master Milo, the Buddha once said: Gambling is wrong!"

The red-haired Milo snorted coldly: "I'm sorry, we believe in the goddess, that bald fat man with a full head is not a system with us."

"As the saying goes, when is the time for retribution, it is time to forgive people and forgive them!"

"Fuck your mother! Why didn't you say that when you won the conference." Milo added strength, and said angrily: "I want to run even after being caught by us? It's not about who we target when it comes to our skills. , all of you are weak chickens!"

Milo has been gifted since he was a child. His fingers are thin and long, and he is very strong. The last time the toilet in the dormitory was blocked, it was this guy who poked it open with one finger.

Thinking that the finger that stabbed the toilet was on his shoulder at the moment, Shaka shuddered, shaking like a sieve, and hurriedly said: "Don't be angry, Lord Milo, I'll give it, is it okay to give it? ?"

"Hey, it's time to be so honest." Milo said proudly, and then stretched out his hand: "Bring it here!"

Shaka reluctantly took out a hard piece from the cloth bag at his waist. No matter how you looked at it, it was the kind of anti-human food that Dismask gave to Yinluo.The only difference is that it has been dried, and at first glance it looks like a bizarrely shaped biscuit.

Milo's saliva was drooling when he saw it, and when he grabbed it, he stuffed it into his mouth.

A guy with Danfengyan took a few steps back, slapped himself and said, "It's dirty! Milo, be careful!"

Milo rolled his eyes: "Kamu, you are a real thing, don't think that you can put the bet away!"

Ka Miao snorted coldly and said proudly: "I don't want to do dirty things like defaulting on a debt, then!" As soon as the voice fell, a 'cookie' was thrown out.

Milo copied it, but this time, he didn't rush to eat it, but carefully put it back into the bag around his waist.He said to the others with a look of joy: "Come here, brothers, willing to admit defeat. Everyone learns from Kamui, just be a little bit!"

A few biscuits were thrown over while everyone groaned for a while.Milo hurriedly took it beside him, and said with a big laugh, "Concession, acceptance! It's fun to win or lose in this game. If you want to make a comeback, Milo can teach you at any time!"

"Hey, damn gambler!"

"Big gambling hurts the body, the ancients will not deceive me!"

"I've already lost more than a dozen favors with you."

The so-called grace is something that is circulated within these post-fill fighters.In fact, it's just drying the daily supplies.Because the water is removed, the greasy taste is not so heavy, and there is some more crispy taste.Although the taste is equally anti-human, it is already a rare food for these post-fill fighters.

Since it is dried by the sun, this thing is called "the gift of the sun", or grace for short.One gift is one piece, and because of the gambler Milo, it has gradually become a common currency among the back-up fighters.

Now that the game has been decided, of course these guys won't stay and continue to peep at Dismask. They walked back to the fighter's quarters in groups of three or five.

Aiolia was still struggling with winning or losing: "Hey, Milo, how did you know that Dismask would come to clean up the Temple of the Goddess?"

Milo was in a good mood today, and without thinking, he blurted out: "Hey, wasn't the urgency of urination that night, just happened to be blocked again in the toilet. We thought that there was no one here at the Goddess Hall, so we prepared to come here for convenience... "

"Fuck, you actually urinated in the Goddess Palace!"

"Hey, we're outside the temple, okay!" Milo said disdainfully: "Besides, the Sanctuary is one-third of an acre of land, and which hilltop is inconvenient for us, it's all the same stuff, what are you pretending to be aloof."

As soon as these words came out, even Kamiao, who was obsessed with cleanliness, looked up at the sky: "Ah, the sun tonight is really cool."

Aiolia ignored this and continued to ask: "So, you found Dismask?"

"Well!"

"It's strange. Speaking of which, in the past two months or so, Dismask has not seen anyone during the day, and always comes back in the middle of the night. What are you talking about?" Aiolia said worriedly.

Shaka also added: "And the devotee of Diss has also discussed Buddhism with him, mainly about the content of ordination."

Kamui also said coldly: "Once, I saw him learning to carve."

It’s normal for a bad person to disappear inexplicably, but what about discussing the Dharma and learning to carve?The crowd fell silent, as if the two monks were puzzled.

After a long while, Milo said carelessly: "Whatever he does, that kind of crane tail, let him have one hand! By the way, the competition will be held in March soon, are you interested in taking a gamble? , let's see how many places Dismask can get this time?"

Everyone heard the words with a look of contempt: "Che, you think we are stupid. Everyone knows that that guy is definitely at the bottom. If we beat him to the last place, would you dare to take this game?"

"Of course I..." Milo raised his chest, and then quickly collapsed: "Don't dare!"

A fool will jump into a game that he knows he will lose.

The teenagers booed one after another, but Milo seemed to be enjoying it.

At the door of the dormitory, everyone went back to their rooms, only Shaka stopped Milo with a serious look.

Milo poked out his ear with his little finger, and said with a ruffian expression, "What's the matter, can't afford to lose and want to do it?"

Shaka shook his head and folded his hands together in a salute: "Master Milo, can you give me a pat on my right shoulder?"

Milo was stunned: "Are you going to touch porcelain?"

Shaka continued to shake his head and said with a bitter face: "Lord, look, the little monk has your handprint on his left shoulder, but his right shoulder is empty. The Buddha once said: Symmetry is the king! I beg you to be merciful, in the little monk Give it a pat on the right shoulder as well."

Milo's mouth twitched, and he turned to leave: "You are so sick!"

"Hey, Lord Milo, don't go, Lord Milo, come for the little monk, or the little monk can't sleep at night..."

……

The moon rose higher and higher, and the sanctuary was no longer noisy during the day, replaced by the silent night.

The blue-haired boy knelt in front of the goddess and prayed in a low voice: "The merciful and merciful goddess Athena, I have realized the mistakes I made in the past, and I will definitely change my mind and start a new life in the future! Bar!"

"A chirp!"

Yingluo sneezed, turned over and continued to sleep.

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Chapter 5 The Melancholy of Deathmask

Perhaps Dismask was not religious enough, and the great Athena did not hear his prayers.And even if she heard it, the lightning spear was also in the hands of her father Zeus, so she was really helpless.

And so, Dismask's ordeal continues.Said to learn to fight, but in his opinion, this was just an excuse for the devil to play with him.

In the past two months, I was beaten on the ground almost in a different way, and I almost died a few times.In addition to being familiar with the underworld, there is no improvement at all!

Dismask's talent is actually not bad, but in this group of teenagers of the same age, he has become the tail of a crane.Sanctuary is a world where the strong are respected, and Dismask has also worked hard, but no matter how he progresses, the other people are still firmly pressing him.

His Excellency the Pope's reward has never been his turn, and the classmates are also detached from him. It is a time when teenagers are sensitive. When encountering such a situation, they either work hard or give up on themselves.

It is a pity that Dismask chose the latter and became a well-known bad boy in the sanctuary.

When others bullied him, he bullied weaker people to vent, and Yingluo, who was stupid and stupid back then, became his target.But the two guys, Aiolia and Ai Russ, have a natural sense of justice and stare at him. After all, every teenager has a heroic dream of punishing rape and eliminating evil. The bad boy Dismask became their nemesis.

After finishing at the bottom again in the routine competition, Dismask, who was ridiculed by his friends, was shy and angry, and wanted to bully the stupid wild beast to soothe his injured heart.But as the saying goes, the one who knows you best is always your enemy. He just poked his ass, and the two brothers, Aiolia and Aioros, knew what shit he was going to do, so they both followed.

In this way, there is also the first scene: the bad boy bullies the stupid girl, and the thick eyebrows and big eyes are heroic!

Saint Seiya is of course very powerful, and he is a sonic punch and a light punch, so he has no friends, but that is also after they have realized the small universe.Although this group of back-up fighters have undergone rigorous training, the elements of honing their will are more important than hitting rocks and hammering trees.After all, they may be the ones who will put on the holy clothes in the future. What if they are not educated enough to be turned against by the enemy with a few sugar-coated cannonballs?

Therefore, in the eyes of Yingluo, the training that Dismask thinks is very awesome in the eyes of ordinary people is just a big black and rough with a big stone on his chest, and it is not a martial arts at all.

In order to prove some of his martial arts concepts, Yingluo recruited Dismaske as a sandbag, and naturally he also wanted to give some benefits.It is reasonable to point out two tricks at will.But Feitian Yujianliu is a swordsmanship that focuses on actual combat, and teaching disciples is just one word: fight hard!

If the brain can't remember, use the body to remember and form a conditioned reflex. In short, it's the same as training a dog.

So Dismask is a tragedy of course, and he has begun to doubt whether he is qualified to be a glorious and great Saint Seiya.After all, in his impression, a Saint Seiya would not be beaten by an eight- or nine-year-old child every day.

Dismask sighed, took out a piece of wood from his arms, picked up a knife and slowly carved it.This is the homework assigned by the devil. Even if it is done, it will still be beaten, but at least it can be eaten with a piece of barbecue.Speaking of which, he was able to persist for so long, and the credit for the barbecue was simply a great contribution.

Why would such a wonderful food come from the hands of a devil?Oh, that must be the temptation of evil to me, although I can't be a qualified saint, but I also want to protect the earth for love and justice.Come on, don't hurt others, all the temptations come to me!

A gust of cold wind blew, Dismax shivered a bit, put his hand to his mouth and sighed, warmed his somewhat stiff fingers, and then lowered his head, with no sadness or joy on his face, holding a knife slowly on the wood Paws again and again, the melancholy, the anguish, as if a poet who has seen through the red dust, is using a carving knife to describe the last dusk.

Today is the competition held once in March. A few teenagers walked in jokingly. Seeing the appearance of Dismask, they opened their mouths one by one. Although they couldn't say what they felt, they felt that they should keep quiet now. right.

Killok was the instructor in charge of these arrogant children. He yawned and walked into the arena, but was surprised to find that it was surprisingly quiet today.As soon as he looked up, he happened to see Dismask's face that looked like a dead old lady, and the fire in his heart didn't come to a single place.

Teachers are people too, and they have their own preferences.Treating top students is of course as warm as the spring breeze, and treating the tail of the crane is naturally like a severe winter.