Killer of this generation

In this remote town far away from the city center, there is only this long straight street. Standing on the street and stretching out your fingertips, the dragon on the large wooden door at the end of the street seems to be within reach.

Three paper-pasted red lanterns are hung in a string on the strings on both sides of the long street, extending along the street to the end of the street, all the way dyed with a warm red hue, soft and dreamy.

The sultry evening wind gently swayed the entire row of long dragons, under the swaying warm red, it was bustling with people.

Tonight, the Emperor's Day Festival.

"Hey, hey! Why do you have to wear this shitty thing!" Finks complained angrily, pointing at the mask on the bridge of his nose.

"Don't be like this Finx, do as the Romans do, and do as the Romans do!" The knight comforted Finx with a smile, and adjusted his mask smoothly.

The so-called "do as the Romans do" means that tonight, the night of the Emperor's Festival, everyone has to wear clogs and wear solemn kimonos or yukatas to participate in the ceremony, and all men have to wear masks.

"En? Why? I think it looks pretty." Xiao Di also turned around and said.

"It's just that it's easy to sweat after wearing it for a long time." Franklin on the side muttered.

Xin still raised his voice, "Ah, only brats like Feitan and Kurt look good in this girly thing." He brushed the braids on the back of his head, "Cut, this thing makes me look good." The deep lines of men are covered."

"Hey! Who do you think looks better? Be careful!" Fei Tan held up the umbrella in his hand. He didn't like others to judge him like this. Tanzheng was exuding a steady stream of anger.

He helped his forehead helplessly, this kind of scene is really common in the brigade.

Beisha looked away and turned to look at the quiet figure who was walking a few steps ahead of her.

Curt walked in front quietly, he didn't join the noisy debate here, and he didn't look around with interest like a knight. Those excited men and women who were holding cotton candy or clinging to the round fan turned to him in the opposite direction. Passing by, squeezed and squeezed, but he just stepped on the bluestone road covered with warm red tones at his own pace, the tail of the kimono fluctuated, and the mask rubber band tied to the back of the head was connected with a string of lanterns The bottom was dyed orange.

There must be an expressionless face under the mask. He is obviously here to participate in the sacrificial ceremony. What a boring guy!

"It would be great if the head of the group came too. Obviously he encouraged us to take a look, but in the end he ran away and disappeared."

"That's right! The group leader must be fascinated by wearing a mask! Ahahahaha..."

There was a series of long, malicious laughs in my ears. It seems that Kuroro's appearance has been recognized by many members of the troupe. Besha imagined Kuroro wearing a mask in her mind, and then she couldn't help but laugh along with her. stand up.

"Why are you laughing!" The low and hoarse voice abruptly cut off her smile, Feitan's golden eyes couldn't hide the threat and dissatisfaction.

"Uh..." Bei Sha pursed her lips in embarrassment.

What's wrong with laughing!Don't make people laugh, this bastard uncle!

Ever since that bathroom accident happened, it has become a joke among the members of the brigade. Now she carefully keeps a distance from Fei Tan, holding back all the time, in order not to anger Fei Tanta. On the road of eternal doom, tsk tsk, is it easy for her!

"Hey Feitan! Don't be so fierce!" Nobunaga was never afraid to confront Feitan.

"To shut up!"

"Girls are meant to be coaxed. If you look like this, it's no wonder Xiao Beisha rejects you." Finks pondered while rubbing his blue chin.

"That's right." The chivalrous man also came to embarrass Feitan, "You still need to learn more from our team leader in how to pick up girls."

"Since you want to die, I will fulfill you!"

In an instant, violent thoughts and murderous aura came over the sky, and the candles in the paper red lantern above the head swayed violently, and passers-by who didn't know where they were, ran away from the group of people in fear.

"Fei Tan," Maggie said slowly with a cold face after being silent for a long time, "The rules of the brigade are that members of the brigade are not allowed to kill each other."

"Cut!" After Fei Tan smashed the short stone pier by the side of the road with one fist, he turned his head and shouted angrily at Bei Sha, "Hurry up and follow!"

Bei Sha froze, "Uh, oh, well..."

After throwing off the group of spiders behind, he trotted all the way to keep up. Since when did Feitan's attitude towards him become so strange?

Bei Sha frowned anxiously all the way, she didn't want to be alone with Fei Tan, and even lost interest in the sacrificial ceremony.

"That... this fire-breathing show is pretty good, let's watch it for a while." Beisha reluctantly stopped Feitan, who kept walking forward, and signaled to him that there was a fire-breathing show here. .

In fact, she just wanted to wait for those who were left behind to catch up.

Fei Tan stopped and turned around. The mask covered most of his face, but contempt and ridicule could be felt from his dark tone, "Hmph, what a kid."

"Just... just take a look."

In the end, they stood at the outermost edge of the crowd. From the gap between the high bun and the mask protruding from the cheeks, they vaguely saw the raging fire emanating from the mouth of the strong black man, and the temperature of the fire was transmitted. , very hot.After a few rounds, the strong black man got a round of applause.

Beisha watched casually.

The cheers attracted many men and women to push and shove, and the excited crowd pushed him towards her and pushed her towards him, shoulder to shoulder, slightly curling the corners of their lips Fei Tan was not angry with the unscrupulous crowd around him, but showed interest and completely indifferently stared at the strong black man in the center of the crowd and started the second round of performances.

Feeling so annoyed, indescribably irritated, Beisha's brows frowned even tighter, but she couldn't move in the crowded crowd.

"Look! Feitan and the others are there!" Finks' loud voice seemed to be heard from afar.

"Hey! What kind of crap is still so enthusiastic!" Nobunaga went straight to the end, regardless of Zhou

There are cheering people and strong black men who work hard to do fire shows.

call--

They finally caught up.

Beisha turned her head quickly, squinted her eyes, and tried her best to look past the bustling and colorful figures.

ten steps, seven steps,

Slow motion playback like...

five steps, four steps,

Getting closer, the world fell into silence...

three steps,

thump……

two steps,

plop plop...

step.

"Yo!"

When he was about to pass by, Curt turned his head slightly, raised his left hand and greeted her softly.

The one-second body shift, the fluttering forehead-length hair, the warm red-toned smile, the shining purple eyes under the mask, and the "yo" from the red lips.

After returning to his senses for a moment, the noise around him poured into his eardrums like a tide, and when he looked back in a daze, Kurt's back was once again submerged without a trace.

They are gone.

The rest of the fire-breathing show seemed uninteresting. After watching it, Bessa wandered around with Feitan boredly. They didn't know where they all scattered.

"Wow! Those round fans are so beautiful!" "Well! I think so too!" "Hey, last year..."

…………

The girls who were chattering excitedly in twos and threes came towards them, and Beisha also looked up after hearing their sporadic discussions.

The round fan stall they mentioned was easy to find, and it was so conspicuous. The upright wooden rectangular shelf was about two stories high, and rows of round fans were hung on it.The round fans with different patterns and exquisite workmanship are colorful and dazzling.The round fan tassels hanging on the highest place fluttered rustlingly in the evening wind.

really beautiful...

Noticing that Beisha stopped, Feitan, who was walking towards the sword stand, turned back again.

"Hmph, so Maggie and the kid who beat up the enemy's Hakka family are also there." Fei Tan muttered like this as a greeting.

Bessa was shocked when she heard this, and found out that Curt and Maggie were also standing under the huge round fan shelf, looking up at those exquisite round fans like her.

"Hey, just pick one, just pick one!" The owner of the tuanfan stall cheerfully sold his own tuanfan to the four of them, with a simple and simple smile on his wrinkled and scorched face.

Maggie raised her head and scanned around, but her gaze was fixed on the direction of the upper right corner for a long time. Beisha followed her gaze and saw that it was a round fan with a black-brown handle painted with peony flowers.

Very beautiful and atmospheric fan.

"Boss, give me that." Curt's voice was actually very clear and sweet, he turned his head and pointed at the round fan and said to the boss.

"That's great!" The boss was obviously very happy, and he forked off the round fan with a trembling fork.

Curt paid.

Maggie took the round fan he handed over, but said to Curt with no expression, "I didn't expect you to have money with you."

"Brother said, more or less always have some self-defense around you."

"Oh." Maggie shrugged noncommittally, took the fan and tried to fan it, and stepped into the crowd again.

After watching them take a step ahead, at this time

, Feitan raised his eyebrows, and asked Beisha hoarsely and lowly, "Do you want to?"

"Eh? What?" Beisha was obviously taken aback, and waved her hands desperately, "No no no no, no need!"

"Then let's go, it's just a useless thing." Fei Tan didn't think too much, turned around and merged into the crowd.

Squeezing around in the crowd, sometimes getting caught by the hem of her kimono, and sometimes bumping into strangers without paying attention, causing Feitan to ridicule for a while, Beisha sighed wearily, and was about to walk to the end of the street up.

"Hey Feitan!" In the distance, Maggie waved her arms, "Come here for a comparison."

"Hmph! Compared to what?"

Approaching, it turned out to be a goldfish stall.You only need to pay ten precepts, and you can get a paper net from the boss to catch goldfish in a big wooden basin. The goldfish caught in the net will be yours, until the net is broken and you can no longer catch goldfish.

The stall owner was an elderly woman who kept rubbing her wet hands on her apron. "Come, come, brave warriors, catch more goldfish for your princesses, today is the Emperor's Day Festival."

Fei Tan squinted at Curt, who was squatting and getting ready, "Hmph, you're still a little tender."

Curt ignored Fei Tan, he was seriously observing the school of goldfish swimming in the big wooden basin.

Maggie handed the fishing net to Feitan, and squatted down to stare at the big wooden basin.

"Hey!" Feitan suddenly turned his head to look at Beisha, "You are in charge of shouting."

"Oh...alright, get ready..." Beisha raised her right palm and swung it down, "Start!"

It is a skill to net goldfish with a fishnet made of paper, because the longer the soaking time in water, the easier it is to break the net. Therefore, when netting goldfish, the speed must be faster than the goldfish can escape, and the angle must not be missed. The struggle of the goldfish breaks the net.

At first, Curt and Feitan were evenly matched, but after a while, both of their nets showed signs of being weak.At this time, it is all about patience and fine calculation.

Obviously, the advantage is in favor of Curt.

His speed is slower than Fei Tan, but very steady.

"Damn it!" Fei Tan uttered annoyed, his net was about to fail.

On the one hand, he was calm and calm from beginning to end, while on the other hand, Fei Tan's uncontrollable murderous aura made the goldfish feel that something was wrong before they even got close to the net, and Ke fled to the opposite direction. Te went there.

"Damn it! They all fled to your side! Damn it! What a broken net!" Fei Tan's mood became worse and worse, and the number of Ket's nets had surpassed his own.

At this moment, Curt raised his head and raised the corners of his mouth at the furious Feitan, "Feitan's speed is too fast, this kind of paper net will be easily broken even if it is waved twice in the air."

"Cut! I don't want you to remind me!" Fei Tan threw the fishing net into the big tub with a "snap!"

"Oh?" Maggie, who had been watching the battle, tilted her head, "Then Feitan lost."

"Humph!"

"I'll do it!" Beisha picked up the fishing net thrown into the tub by Feitan

Said swearingly.

Hearing this, Curt looked at Bei Sha in surprise, but Bei Sha pouted and glared at Ke Te provocatively.

how!I'm afraid he won't make it!

Anyway, she is just a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water to pick up Feitan's dead and lifeless mess!

Curt looked at Beisha with a serious face for a while, and suddenly burst out laughing.

What are you laughing laughing!

Beisha focused on the goldfish swimming around in the wooden basin, and gradually became familiar with it after a while, and seemed to ignite new hopes.

"Oh? Bessa is in great shape." Maggie exclaimed.

Beisha concentrated her energy, clenched the fishing net tightly in her hand, and quickly shot out after predicting the swimming direction of the goldfish, but this time the good luck did not come, and the flower-tailed goldfish broke through the fishing net.

The stall owner's old lady let out a sound that she didn't know whether it was a sigh or a sigh of relief.

well!pity!

"You can't." Curt raised his eyebrows proudly.

"Try it!" Beisha raised her chin.

"Hey! What are you doing!!"

Curt glared at Bessa, who knocked away the goldfish he was about to get.

"A mistake." Bei Sha replied calmly.

Curt turned his head stiffly and refused to confront her, so he had to choose another goldfish with black patterns as his target.

"Hey! Hey! What the hell are you doing!!" Curt gritted his teeth and glared at Bei Sha, who once again drove away his target.on purpose!She was definitely finding fault on purpose!

"Ah, a mistake, a mistake!" Bei Sha shrugged her shoulders with a sincere expression.

"Hmph!" Curt looked at Beisha's false excuse and waved his hands bitterly, "Go away! Don't touch me!"

"Yes, yes!" Beisha twisted her buttocks and moved away, while muttering in a voice that everyone could hear, "It's obvious that I can't get online, but I blame others..."

"Hey! What are you talking about! Your net is broken and you are out of the game early!"

After Beisha made a grimace unhurriedly, she saw Curt angrily tearing off the mask that got in the way.

It's true.Tut tut.

But this time she doesn't intend to hinder his actions, this time she wants to—

The orange-red bright and dazzling fish tail stretches from the water surface to the silver thread in the air, the sound of splashing water, the sound of violent bouncing and thumping, with a "swish--", a half-arc parabola is drawn, straight and in the middle , "Pa——" hit the face of the unsuspecting Curt on the opposite side, and then slid down with a "da——".

When the four protagonists present and countless bystanders came back to their senses, the fresh goldfish was bouncing non-stop in the arms of Curt who had fallen to the ground, splashing all over Curt's face. Water stains and fishy smell.

"Uh..." Beisha stared at him condescendingly with big innocent eyes, and stretched out her hand to him, "A wrong hand."

Suddenly, bursts of laughter erupted in front of the goldfish stall.

The author has something to say: I hope that I have written the feeling of liking, and I also hope that I have written well the differences in the reactions of different types of men in certain aspects.