Silent Crown Chapter 243: Why is the pigeon so big?

"It seems that the overall situation is settled?"

In the carriage, Bai Xi stared at the silver plate on the floor.

The silver plate reflects the sunlight outside the carriage, and a faint ray of sunlight lingers between the carriage and the musicians' association in the distance. Finally, when it shines on the silver plate, it becomes scattered light.

In the scattered light, there is a scene in the hall emerging, slightly blurred, but everything that the light can reach is presented in the silver plate.

If an alchemist sees it, it will definitely feel painful, because no one will try their best to imprint such a movement on the dinner plate, and it will fluctuate the ether with magical skills. The ground was suppressed to the point of insignificance, just to spy on a scene in a hall not far away.

Actually, this little thing was really made by Hermes with a dinner plate in his hand.

You have to ask him why he has a dinner plate...because he is chewing in his luxury carriage now, holding a chicken leg in his hand and eating it sweetly.

I haven't seen him for a few days, this guy has grown a few centimeters again, and slightly fatter. And in the overeating, the belly also began to bulge, and the buttons became tight.

I am afraid that in a few months, he will turn from a soft and weird boy to a fat foodie. I really don't know what excitement I received.

When Bai Xi was speaking, he didn't look up, but said, "Not necessarily.

After all, people can lie, right? "

Bai Xi was taken aback for a moment, a little unbelievable: "Someone thinks that fellow Bart is lying? He is so miserable..."

"It's not just Bart. As long as there is a mouth on him, who can lie. How can you feel that the "masters" who are the critics won't?

If they are really determined to defend Ingmar, you will see the true meaning of "nonsense". "

Speaking, Hermes wiped his mouth full of oil stains with his sleeves, and smiled mockingly: "However, ordinary people lie is a lie, and when the masters lie, what they say is regarded as'truth'.

The sad thing is: most of the so-called truths. All originated from this. "

Bai Xi sighed, "Why are these masters like the land ruffians who have collected money?"

"The master is also a human, and the ruffian is also a human. Is there any difference?"

Hermes asked rhetorically. "Who can say that I have done nothing wrong at all? In the final analysis: for people, wanting to do evil is really too simple. Just bite your teeth, stom your feet, and slam your heart, and you can do it...

The first half of the so-called "Respect the Old and Love the Young". It means that when people are old, you should respect them, not just their age, but also respecting them for doing more evil things than you, and respecting yourself who have done evil in the future. "

"Can you vomit chicken bones in your mouth when you talk?"

Bai Xi watched him gobbling down, how many times she prayed in her heart that this cheap teacher was hit and killed by a carriage, but now she couldn't help but feel a little worried:

"You have been eating since two hours ago. You can't get anything wrong, right? Is it because you are broken in love?"

"Some things have happened, which is not good, but it is much faster than being broken in love. So, my appetite is wide open."

Hermes opened a bottle of champagne with his teeth, raised his head and took a big mouthful, and exhaled cheerfully: "Life is miserable. Eating is one of the few happiness, Baixi, you will also I will appreciate the state of mind of the teacher...

However, although I am very grateful that you care about me so much, what you should care about now is not the result of the comments inside? "

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A handful of broken rice was spilled on the ground.

The white pigeons spread their wings and fell from the shelf like snowflakes. Pecking at prey.

The gentle sound of flowers and plants blowing in the wind refreshes the heart.

In the atrium of the association, in the garden, a young man sitting on a bench teasing with pigeons under his feet. In the distance, the staggering footsteps gradually approached.

Not seen for a few minutes, Ye Qingxuan was almost unable to recognize Ingmar.

His face was pale, and his expression could not see any spring breeze anymore, only in embarrassment and withered.

As if he was about to be basked in the afternoon sun, he avoided the sun. Walking staggering in the shadows, muttering to himself.

It seems to be cursing, it seems to be an excuse, and it seems to be vague babbling.

When he saw the sitting young man in front of him, his staggering steps stopped abruptly.

This is probably the worst chance encounter.

"Ye Qingxuan..." He whispered hoarsely.

Ye Qingxuan looked back at him with a cold expression, seeming to examine his embarrassed state. His expression twitched, and instinctively wanted to walk away, but the last dignity kept him in place.

He also looked at Ye Qingxuan, staring at him numbly, and there seemed to be ghost fire burning in his eyes numbly. However, looking at it, he couldn't help but smile. The smile was extremely ugly, full of complexity and self-deprecating:

"Unexpectedly, I tried my best and didn't lose to Abraham, but fell into your hands..."

"You are willing to think so, just think so."

Ye Qingxuan retracted his gaze and said lightly, "It's even more embarrassing to lose to me anyway."

"Don't be too naive, kid..."

Ingmar gritted her teeth, her voice hoarse: "Who will lose and who will win is still undecided. Do you think you have a leg with that **** Lola I don’t know? Don’t be kidding! She’s alone, Can't decide any questions.

Do you think you have a chance to win? "

Ye Qingxuan was unmoved, but instead asked: "Isn't it?"

"..."

Ingmar's complexion turned blue, her expression twitched, and she gritted her teeth and asked: "Since you think you are determined to win, why do you involve Bart? Why..."

"It's very simple."

Ye Qingxuan sprinkled a handful of broken rice, raised his head, and smiled heartily in the sun: "Because you can't lose badly enough, Ingmar, that result is too easy for you." /

"Ye Qingxuan!"

Ingmar yelled, "Don't do things too hard!"

"Well, this is the truth, you are right."

The boy nodded and put away his smile.

Under the sun, he spread out his palms, the broken rice grains from his palms fell, and a few white pigeons flew up and pecked. The pure white wings interlaced in the air, shattering the sunlight, and shrouded the youth's face in a blur of light and shadow.

He looked at the flying white doves and seemed to mutter to himself:

"——Unfortunately, I know the truth, but why is the pigeon so big?"

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In the long corridor, there is sunlight falling. The darkness was cut open, and a sharp shadow was scattered.

Butler walked around unconsciously, but saw Master Heisenberg sitting on the corner in front of him. He froze for a moment and nodded. Keep walking forward.

It's just that when I was passing by, I couldn't help but stop.

Master Heisenberg looked up at him and took a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. He hesitated, took it, and took two deep breaths. Then suddenly choked up.

He is already in his old age, no better than before. This made him extremely sad.

He sat beside Heisenberg with a cigarette in his hand, and the two of them were silent.

Until a long time later, he said softly: "Anta, I am beginning to feel confused."

"It's just indecision." Heisenberg said flatly, "You have always been like this, you can only avoid problems. So the last person the teacher chooses is me."

"Yes, you have a decision, much better than me."

Butlermy sighed in frustration. Touching the sparse white hair on top of his head, with a bitter expression: "Anta, do you remember the past?"

"Before? How could you not remember?"

Speaking of the past, Heisenberg’s ugly face also showed a look of nostalgia: "You were liked by everyone, and I was just an out-of-group guy who was hated by everyone.

How many times have I watched you together from a distance, wanting to become someone like you... I was envious of you at that time.

Later, the book of inheritance was stolen. I found a classic in my room. I was punished to guard the abyss for six months and missed the inheritance ceremony. "

Butlermy is smoking a cigarette and has a hoarse voice:

"I actually did that thing. I planted you."

"I know." Heisenberg nodded.

"I regret it."

"I know too."

Heisenberg said, "So, I never envy you anymore."

Butlermy was silent.

Master Heisenberg turned his head, looked at his ‘old friend’, at this man who was depressed because of this, and was never involved in any fighting anymore. The look in his eyes became compassionate and complicated.

"It's all over, Butlermy, it's all over." He said, "Thanks to you, I am not weak anymore, and I am who I am now."

"This is my fault." Butlermy lowered his head: "Anta, I don't want to make any more mistakes."

"The House also sent you a letter, right?"

Heisenberg saw through his pain, "If you reject them, most of your research funding will be cut off in the future and you will no longer be able to continue research. This is the cause of your pain.

——You can’t face yourself. "

"What do you think I should do?"

"That's your problem, not mine."

Heisenberg glanced at him one last time: "In life, sometimes for your own sake, you must do evil things, don't you? You are afraid of yourself, but I am not afraid."

He got up and left.

Leave Butlermaic alone in the quiet courtyard.

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When Ye Qingxuan returned to the hall, the hall was still empty.

The masters have not yet come back~IndoMTL.com~ The scholars and reporters who were watching can not enter here until the court reopens, and the hall is deserted and silent.

The attendant carefully removed the veil of the Order, after which there was no one.

After the Archbishop of Mephistopheles proved that the interpretation method was effective, the Order had already left-this is the same as before. Followers of God should not have been involved in these fame and fortune things.

It's just that after Bishop Mephistopheles left, Ye Qingxuan suddenly became a little worried, and the council was out of control.

"Over there...little brother, come over."

Behind the curtain of the royal family, suddenly there was a clear voice, like a little boy. Ye Qingxuan was startled when he heard the words, and after hesitating for a moment, he stood in front of the curtain.

The steel knight guarding by the curtain was motionless, as if he hadn't heard anything, and didn't cut him in half because he approached the royal family without permission.

"Go inside a little bit more." The child's voice urged. (To be continued.)