What do young scholars believe in?
He didn't see it!
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"I didn't see the black monster, either."
The woodcutter declared this fact again.
He felt that his younger brother always seemed to forget this fact.
"Then how do you want me to trust you?"
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The young scholar was asked.
After a while, the young scholar could only repeat the words he had said many times, "...I saw it..."
"I really saw it..."
Clearly.
How do he believe this...
Did he see fake?
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The woodcutter sighed.
"Brother."
"You really..."
“It’s too deep.”
"Maybe……"
The woodcutter's mind flashed, "I should take you to the temple to worship."
"Please help me."
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"No……"
The young scholar subconsciously refused.
"I don't want it..."
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"Just treat it as an ordinary burning incense and worshiping Buddha..."
The woodcutter was somewhat surprised by the young scholar's rejection.
“No one will gossip about this.”
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The young scholar shook his head.
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The woodcutter frowned.
"you……"
"Just treat it as bad luck for yourself."
"Pray for the next exam."
“Isn’t it good?”
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The young scholar still shook his head.
"elder brother."
The young scholar interrupted the woodcutter who was about to speak again.
"Didn't you say give me three months?"
"It's not yet three months?"
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After a brief moment of stunned silence, the woodcutter nodded.
"Yes."
“It hasn’t arrived yet.”
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The woodcutter understood what his brother meant.
But, ugly words are said before...
"I gave you three months, but I didn't expect you to go crazy in this forest alone in the middle of the night..."
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"I'm not alone."
He came after the black monster.
The young scholar corrected the woodcutter's statement, "I'm not crazy, either."
He is not crazy.
The young scholar frowned.
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woodcutter:……
"younger brother."
"In the eyes of outsiders, you're just going crazy."
As for what the young scholar mentioned earlier was not a person's rebuttal, he did not want to argue with the young scholar.
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"younger brother."
The woodcutter did not give the young scholar a chance to speak.
"I'll remind you."
"I can abide by the agreement and continue to give you three months."
"but……"
The woodcutter's face was solemn, "You must promise me that this kind of thing should not happen again today."
"This time I ran to the mountain without people in the middle of the night..."
"It doesn't matter how crazy you go."
“No one saw it.”
"But what if you run to a crowded place next time?"
"You don't think you're going crazy."
"You think you have some truth."
"It's just you think."
The woodcutter's face was slightly dark, "In the eyes of others, you are just yelling alone, like crazy."
"The news of your crazy trip will spread to nearby rural villages."
"Rumors are everywhere."
"It's fine if you don't go out."
"Whenever you go out, you will be pointed and discussed behind your back."
"It's not just you, but I'm the same as your sister-in-law."
"Do you want this?"
"You want you, and our whole family, to live in other people's comments, can't you raise your head?"
"and……"
"The rumors that you are crazy will inevitably affect your career."
“No one wants someone with a brain problem to be an official.”
Whether it is the government or the people.
"Do you understand?"
"If you want to be able to be on the list one day..."
"You still want your career..."
"...You don't think about yourself, but also think about me and your sister-in-law..."
"We don't want to explain to people everywhere..."
"You're not crazy."
"You have no problem with your brain."
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The young scholar opened his mouth speechless.
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"younger brother."
The woodcutter's words are very serious.
"Everything needs to be chosen."
"For yourself, for me and your sister-in-law, for our whole family..."
"You just treat it as a black monster that doesn't exist?"
"Wouldn't you just ignore it?"
"younger brother!"
The woodcutter couldn't help but scream.
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The young scholar clenched his fists.
His expression was very shaking.
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"younger brother."
The woodcutter emphasized his tone.
"Just beg you as your brother?"
"Brother has never asked you for anything in his life."
"Just this one."
"Just this thing..."
"younger brother!"
The woodcutter's eyes were slightly red.
The voice burst into tears.
The young scholar could not stand his behavior just now after seeing him.
What's more, he has endured the abnormality of a young scholar for so long?
It's just because the other party is his younger brother.
Their parents died prematurely.
No other relatives.
The two brothers depend on each other for life.
He treats his younger brother, both brother and father.
My younger brother is his only relative who is connected by blood.
My younger brother has always been so outstanding.
How much honor did my brother bring to him...
Such a younger brother...
It should have continued to thrive.
Growing to a height that he could not even imagine.
How can it be...
How could it be just a deal?
My younger brother hasn't even taken the first step of his ideal.
Can't.
Absolutely not possible.
He doesn't allow it!
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The young scholar was stunned.
He saw such an older brother for the first time.
Just like my brother said, my brother never asked him for help.
My brother didn't even ask him for it.
My brother is very nice to him.
He knows.
So he wanted to read good grades more and repay his brother.
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Such a brother...
The young scholar could not refuse.
But……
The young scholar was "struggling to death", "Brother, you promised to give me three months..."
The young scholar's voice was very soft.
But there is a hint of stubbornness.
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"Um."
The woodcutter nodded, "I promised."
"Your brother, I'll keep my word."
"I can't speak without trust."
"I just hope you promise me too that things will not happen again today."
“As long as things don’t happen again today…”
"The three-month period I promised you will remain valid."
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The young scholar pursed his lips.
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“Can it be done?”
The woodcutter asked.
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The young scholar opened his mouth.
He... doesn't know.
If something like tonight happens again, the black monster appears in front of him...
Can he resist chasing him?
Can he?
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"younger brother."
The woodcutter emphasized his tone again.
“Can it be done?”
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The young scholar's fingers were pinched into the palm of his hand.
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"younger brother."
The woodcutter was a little disappointed.
"Is it okay if my brother begs you like this?"
"Why would you beg you if you want your brother?"
"Do you want your brother to kneel down?"
As he said that, the woodcutter was about to kneel down-
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"elder brother!"
The young scholar immediately grabbed the woodcutter's arm.
A look of panic.
"Don't do this!"
"elder brother!"
The young scholar was so anxious that he was about to kneel down.
"elder brother."
"Don't do this!"
"elder brother!"
Chapter completed!