Chapter 2: The Alchemist (Part 1)

　　　　 dumbfounded, and raised his head subconsciously. He once again saw the old man’s wrinkled face. There was no expression on the old man’s face. He was looking at him, "What, what's the problem?"
　　 The old man frowned slightly, and thought, he was a stupid boy. It’s okay to be stupid. Isn’t it right? "I just asked you, have you never eaten enough?"
Duan nodded, feeling that this old man didn't seem to have any intention of hitting him. He couldn't help but become more courageous and said, "Yes, yes, I know you must be very angry. If you don't hit me, can you? Let me go.
Even though I failed to pull the fish this time, the day is long after all. Dumb felt that he still had the opportunity to complete the task. He would never be discouraged because of a failure to pull the fish. For his beloved steamed bun, he still Continue to work hard to do your part.
　　 The corners of the old man’s mouth moved a little, and he said,
Have I ever said not to hit you? You stole my wallet. It seems normal for me to hit you.

　　 Dui's face that had just relaxed a little collapsed again, resumed the posture of holding his head with his hands, and lowered his head and said, "Then, can you stop hitting my hand."
　　 The old man asked a little surprised: "Why?"
　　 Dumb whispered, "Because, because I still have to hold the fish, if my hand breaks, I won't be able to hold the fish. If I don't hold the fish, there will be no buns to eat, and I will be beaten by Uncle Li."
　　 "Picking a fish? Uncle Li?" The old man just froze slightly, and he understood what the meaning of dragging a fish means, and he also understood that Uncle Li was the head of the dumb thief in front of him. There was a funny feeling in his heart. The thief was caught by the victim, and he actually asked others not to hit him on the hand. This stupid boy in front of him is really okay!
　　 "It's still light to hit you. In my capacity, even if I kill you, no one will trouble me, believe it or not."
Dumb froze and said, "Kill me? Kill me, won't I die? What is the taste of death, can you tell me first? Does death hurt? After death, there will be no buns to eat. ."
　　 The old man suddenly felt that talking to this idiot, his mood seemed to be much brighter. However, the old man could not have imagined that the thin boy in front of him who asked him what it was like to die would become the most powerful "death god" on the mainland and the person who brought death to others after more than a decade.
　　 "Do you want to have enough food?" The old man decided not to dabble with Dumb, and went straight to the topic.
Speaking of eating, Ah-Dai suddenly became energetic. The steamed bun that he ate in the morning had been digested in the cold weather. His stomach gurgled, raised his head, and looked at the old man eagerly and said: "Yes! I want it most. I'm full. Or else, you can give me a purple coin, just one is enough." At the thought of chicken legs, Dumb's mouth flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
　　 The old man said: "I won't give you money, but if you want to eat, just follow me, I will make you full, and I won't beat you."
　　 Dumb's eyes lit up. In the morning he just imagined being taken away like a girl, and his wish came true. He asked carefully, "Really, can it really make me full?"
The old man nodded and said: "If you have any other requirements, you can also ask for it. I will try my best to satisfy you. However, this trip may not be back for a long time. You have to think about it." He didn't want to make it. A child went back and cried with himself every day. When the time comes, he will be killed, and he will come out to find another one.
　　 Dumb shook his head, and said, "I am willing to go with you, as long as I can get enough food, I have no other requirements."
　　 The old man nodded in satisfaction, and said: "Follow me but you have to work, you are afraid of hard work."
　　 "Work? What work?" Dumb asked in a muttered voice.
　　 The old man said: "How is it better than you to be a thief, at least I can't beat you, can I? I can teach you if you don't."
　　 Dumb lowered his head and said, "But, but, I'm stupid. They all say I'm stupid, can I learn?"
　　 The old man said impatiently: "I said you can learn if you can, so follow me." After speaking, he turned and walked out of the alley.
Dui responded, followed the old man and walked out without taking a few steps. The old man suddenly stopped. Dui didn't pay attention, and just hit the old man's back, "Ouch." Dui cried out in pain, clutching his nose. , Looked at the old man puzzled.
　　 The old man turned around and said, "What is your name?"
　　 Dui said: "My name is Dui."
　　 The old man mocked and said: "Dumb? It really is the name of the person! Remember, my name is Corris and I am an alchemist. From now on, you will be my apprentice."
　　 Dumb nodded, fearing that he would forget, repeatedly saying: "Die in the song, death in the song,..."
　　 The old man raised his voice and said, "My name is Coris, I am not dead in the song, you can remember it clearly. You will call me teacher in the future."
　　 "Oh, oh, I see, old, teacher. But what do you mean by teacher."
　　 Collis felt that he was really defeated by this little guy, and helplessly explained: "Teacher, the one who teaches you things." After speaking, he turned his head and walked out of the alley. The name Corris, even if the president of the Alchemist Guild heard it, would show a respectful expression. After all, although he was moody, he was always one of the few master-level alchemists.
Dumb suddenly thought of Uncle Li's performance after the girl left yesterday. He hurried to catch up and said, "Teacher, can you accompany me to tell Uncle Li that he has eaten steamed buns for me for such a long time. I have to leave. Say hello to him, or he will be angry."
Gris thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, lead the way." Originally, he didn't need to go with Dumb, but for his own plan, he had to let Dumb follow him steadfastly. Therefore, he would agree with Dumb. The stupid can no longer be stupid to suggest.
Duan led the way, circling around, and took Coris to the south corner of the city, outside the broken house where he lived for more than a year. At this time, most of the children were sent out to work by Uncle Li. There was a noise. Gris frowned and said, "Is it here?"
　　 Dumb nodded, carefully pushed open the weak wooden door, and walked in first.
Uncle Li is holding a wine can in the room and drinking a small wine. Since the level of Duan’s catching fish is getting higher and higher, his income has gradually increased. He no longer has to go out and work on his own. He is dreaming about how many more In the next year, if you save more money, you will be able to live a more comfortable life. You can even marry a woman back and let yourself be a master without having to go to the broken kiln to vent. He was daydreaming with his eyes closed in the alcohol, the door suddenly opened, and the thin figure of Duan appeared in front of him.
　　 "Well? Why did you come back so soon and took a few fish?"
　　 Dumb was a little scared and said, "Uncle Li, I, I didn't get a fish."
　　 As soon as I heard that Duan didn't get the results back, Uncle Li's voice suddenly sharpened, and his fierce eyes widened, "I didn't catch the fish? Why did you come back without the fish? Is the skin tight again?"
　　 Duan trembled, and said in a conclusive manner: "I, I am coming back to bid you goodbye."
Uncle Li was surprised and jumped out of the bed with a chuckle, "Do you want to go? After eating me for so long, you just want to go, your wings are hard? Are they?" How could he be willing to go as a cash cow? He didn't feel very distressed when the girl was gone. Even if she stayed, the one who couldn't bring the fish back would only waste food. Even if it was sold to a slave trader, it might not sell much money. But Dui was different. Now Dui brought almost half of his income, so he wouldn't let his cash cow leave. Uncle Li tried to soften his voice as much as possible, and said: "Is it hungry again? I will give you a bun to eat, and then I will go to catch the fish obediently. Don't worry about it, otherwise, hum Humph." He shook his fist and looked at dumb threateningly.
　　 The long-term accumulation of prestige made Ah'Dai unconsciously want to shrink back. It is a good thing to be able to eat one more steamed bun! He was hesitating not knowing what to say, Corris’s voice rang, "Otherwise, what can you do to him?" As the footsteps sounded, Corris’s tall figure appeared next to Ah-Dai, and Uncle Li was in front of him. , Seems so obscene and small.
　　 "You, who are you?" Uncle Li asked sternly.
　　 Collis said lightly: "You don't care who I am. Dumb and I are here just to tell you that I want to take him away. From now on, he is not your thief."
Uncle Li's heart was a little cold. In front of this person who couldn't see his face, there seemed to be an invisible pressure that made him breathless, but after all benefits were the most important thing. He plucked up the courage and said: "No, you Can't take him away, no wonder he dared to leave me, it turned out that he found a backstage. I beat you to death." As he said, he punched Dumb in the chest.
　　 Dui's body shrank subconsciously, waiting for the pain to come, but for a long time there was no movement. Dui opened his eyes and discovered that Uncle Li's fist did not hit him, but stayed in the air. A thin hand grabbed his wrist, cold sweat, flowing down from Uncle Li's forehead. .
"I said, he is now my apprentice, you have no right to hit him again." Corris casually pushed Uncle Li aside, he is not as fragile as the body of an ordinary magician, although he does not have any martial arts skills. , But the role of Uncle Li is still not in sight.
　　 Uncle Li clutched his wrist, UU reading www. uukanshu.com scolded: "You, you bastard, do you want to grab someone?"
Corris sneered and said: "A scum like you should have been punished by the gods. If you entangle yourself, I will let you go to hell." He said, he stretched out the right hand that grabbed Uncle Li just now, and said a few words A strange spell came vaguely from the cloak. A black flame suddenly appeared in Corris’ palm. The flame was shining with weird brilliance. Corris waved his hand, and the black flame turned into a line of fire and fell on the only one in the room. Three legs on wooden table. There was no sound, no signs of burning, the wooden table disappeared out of thin air, not even a trace of ashes was left, only a faint smell remained in the air.
　　 Dui and Uncle Li were both shocked, Dui said: "Teacher, are you doing magic? Why is there no table?"
Goris took a look at him and said, "This is not magic, it's called magic." If you change to an intermediate or above magician, you will be surprised to find that the flames used by Goris are dark magic and Fusion magic combined with fire magic.
Uncle Li’s teeth kept bumping up and down, "You, you, you are a magician. Master magician, don’t, don’t kill me." He knew very well that if a small person like himself wanted to Killing yourself is as easy as smashing an ant, and no one cares about the life and death of a thief. What's more, with the exception of the Holy See and the Sorbian Federation, no matter which country the magician is in, as long as the person killed is not a nobleman, he has a certain right of pardon. No one wants to offend them.
　　 Collis turned his head and said to Dumb: "I've already explained it, let's go."
　　 Dumb looked at Uncle Li. Uncle Li's face was pale and sat there without making a sound. After all, compared with money, life seemed to be more important.