C15 Two children diuresis

The court was still in disarray, but our lives seemed unaffected.

Even though it was in the northwest, in the middle of summer, the Wuwei County made people feel stuffy. Didn't they say that the greenhouse effect only gradually intensified around the 20th century? Why was it so hot today, 1800 years ago? Furthermore, this was a remote Liang Zhou, there shouldn't be the concept of midsummer, right?

Although I have already lived here for more than ten years, when I meet with misfortune, I can't help but grumble a few words.

After waking up in the morning, he slipped through the spear in the training field as usual. He was already soaked in sweat, and his clothes were stuck to his skin, making him feel uncomfortable.

It is said that when this martial artist's internal energy reaches a certain level, as long as he uses the internal energy that he released as he pleases, he can help dry his clothes and speed up the evaporation of water droplets by dozens of times. However, it seems that I am still very far from that level.

Moreover, this era is set too early, and there are still some days before the legendary martial arts experts flourish in the world. Some "Nine Suns Divine Art", "Nine Yin True Scripture", "Body Transformation Scripture", "Essence Purification", and other martial arts treasures, the author probably hasn't been born yet, and those miscellaneous Martial Arts such as "Great Universal Teleportation", "Solitary Nine Sword", "Six Passages Divine Sword", "Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms", and "Dark Soul-Slaying Palm", are probably not likely to be seen in my lifetime.

Everyone said that there were many famous experts in the Central Plains. That should be a place with Henan as the center. However, in order to strut around, he would first have to pass by Dong Zhuo, the old thief's territory: the Chang'an and the Luoyang. When I thought about Dong Zhuo's strong subordinate, my heart immediately shivered. My initial desire to learn more immediately turned into ashes: Forget it, there's no need for me to give my life in order to find the legendary profound martial arts, right?

I narrowed my eyes and looked up at the sky. The more I looked, the more blue I became.

I couldn't help but pursed my lips and stick my spear into the sand. With my hands behind my back, I cleared my throat and prepared to compose another good poem today. Hmm, it has been more than half a month since the last inspiration.

Seeing that I was serious, Zhao Cheng rushed out of the courtyard in a few steps, looking for brush, ink, and paper.

I took a few steps left and right, opened my mouth, and felt that the stench in my chest was unable to come out at all. For a moment, I was unable to hold in a single line of poetry, and cried out in my heart: Looks like I was too fierce when I was seven or eight years old, in one breath, I created over a hundred good poems, and I, a impoverished university student, originally did not have many poems, and in the future, as I grew older, I would not be able to create anything at all. Furthermore, I would be able to practice spear arts after I was ten years old.

Literature required talent! I took a deep breath and walked a few steps again. Suddenly, outside of the training grounds, a commotion broke out, and in the middle, there was even a hint of a sobbing sound. Listening carefully, it seemed to belong to the two brothers, Ma Tie and Ma Xiu.

Why didn't you go to bed early in the morning to practice your spear? I muttered in my heart. Young people just don't know how precious sleep is!

Compared to my younger brother, who usually sleeps late and gets up early, sleeping 12 hours a day isn't enough to satisfy my strong sleepiness. After I was reborn, this kind of need was basically met, after eating and drinking every day, I had nothing to do, so I could only sleep. After it gets dark, there aren't any entertainment programs around, so I could only hug my pillow and sleep soundly in the darkness.

Just as she was about to take a step forward to take a look at the two brats, Zhao Cheng ran in quickly. With a slightly flustered look on her face, she said, "The two young masters seem to be fighting in the room!"

He had not forgotten to bring pen and paper. As expected, he did not forget his duty. A good servant!

I nodded and walked out of the arena. Zhao Cheng looked at the pen and paper in her hands in a flurry, not knowing what to do with it.

He turned around and glanced at him. He could not help but chuckle. "Bring him along."

Then he nodded and trotted after me into the inner garden, clutching something in his arms.

Ma Tie and Ma Xiu are both only slightly over ten years old, one eleven and a half years old, the other one is ten. My father didn't have any objections in arranging for the two of them to live in the same house, staying in the same courtyard as Ma Dai and me.

There was nothing unusual about the spacious courtyard, it was clean and refreshing. The two maidservants who served them stood at the entrance of the courtyard, unsure of whether they should enter or leave.

With a slight frown, I kicked open the unlatched school gate — which, by the way, was a lot stronger than I'd ever been since I'd become a Northwest Man, and of course there was nothing technical about that kick — and stepped valiantly inside, not forgetting, of course, a heavy cough to show my older brother's paternal dignity.

"Cough, cough!"

The room was silent for a few seconds — — Uh, I still don't know what appropriate time frame terminal Han had. In the time that I was slightly stunned, the two Kid s who were fighting under the bed slowly loosened their grip on each other, and slowly got up. In the end, they only rolled their eyes at each other.

"Cough," I coughed lightly and quickly took a step back. With a wave of my arms, I closed the broken door tightly and turned back to speak sternly, "Second brother Lao San, are you two wrestling? I don't think I taught this move of yours in the spear arts yesterday, right? "

The two youngsters were wearing only their underpants. They stood on the spot awkwardly, looking at their own toes. No one replied.

Even though no one replied, I still felt vaguely satisfied. Being the eldest son always felt good.

"He … Lao San mocked me! "

Ma Tie mumbled for a long time, and finally said it in a low voice, but his face was unwell.

F * ck, so what if I laugh? Such a big child yet I can't make a joke? Not to mention his own blood brother! I extended my hand to support my chin. "Lao San, tell me, why are you laughing at him?"

Ma Xiu timidly pointed to his second brother's crotch. "He's already a teenager and he's still … And you still wet the bed! " As he said that, he couldn't help but to dodge to the side, where the second brother's vigorous palm swept past him. Lao San's senses and abilities were both good.

"Rub!" It seems like this senior's bad habits won't be able to be changed in a short time, especially for the crude West Cold. I had unknowingly tamed the pure and innocent me until I was vulgar and vulgar.

After furiously cursing the damned world in my heart, I took a few steps forward and lowered my head to size up the lower half of my second brother's body.

I have to comfort this kid. Second Bro has a depressed personality and has things to take care of, so if this matter were to leave some bullshit mental shadow in his heart, it would cause this young man to become a monster. This would not be good, "It's fine, just wet the bed! "It's no big deal if you come here every once in a while …"

That's not right?

I was slightly startled. When I lowered my head, I could clearly smell a trace of fishy smell. It was different from the pure piss of a child. It seemed to be quite familiar … My expression changed slightly. I seemed to have misunderstood something just now.

"No, no, no," the Second Brother's face was slightly red, and he hurriedly waved his hand to defend himself, "I didn't wet my bed at all!"

Only, Lao San had a naughty smile on his face, "Second brother, you don't need to quibble. Hmph, although I am young, I have never wet my bed since I weaned. The smile on his small face became even wider, and the second brother could not help but wave his fist at him again.

"Cough, cough." At this moment, I had already understood and didn't hide anything. I extended my hand to touch the wet areas of my second brother's pants. It was indeed as I had imagined.