Chapter 27: The Old Enemy Appears

Zhang Debiao walked along the tree-lined path of the campus, and those heroic sculptures appeared in front of him. He looked up and saw a tall figure standing to the left of the old dean's sculpture, lowering his head and smiling, as if he was saying something. The sculpture also tilted its head, not looking at the book, as if listening to him telling interesting stories.

Zhang Debiao was shocked: "These two people look more and more alike. Could it be that..."

"Aman, you're here."

Bai Dillons straightened up and did not look at him. Instead, he still stared at the sculpture and said softly: "Aman, you are smart. Tell me, is he stupid?"

Bai Dilans seemed to be talking to himself, and continued: "At that time, the city lord ran away, the city defense coalition forces ran away, and the nobles in the city also ran away, but he was the only one who didn't run away, and he was the only one who had to stand in the way of the three hellhounds. On the way, he has to save those students and the civilians in the city! Do you think he is stupid? "

Zhang Debiao shook his head and said: "This is a real hero. Heroes have their own beliefs and persistence in their hearts. They may be stupid in the eyes of others, but they are heroes!"

"Are you persistent? No wonder..."

Bai Dilansi turned around and smiled: "I was born in a poor family. My parents died early. He raised me up. Although I call him brother, I regard him as my father in my heart. He is a real genius. I have shown amazing talent for magic since I was a child. No matter what kind of magic, he can use it as long as he sees it once. He also hopes that I can become a magician, but I fail to live up to my expectations and can only become a swordsman.

"Later, his reputation became more and more popular, but I was still a low-level swordsman. He still treated me with great care, as if I was still his little brother who needed his care. Haha, with such a brother, I The pressure was so heavy that I couldn't breathe anymore. Finally, I decided to run away..."

Zhang Debiao listened quietly, and saw Bai Dilansi looking strange as he continued: "I escaped outside, and then I realized how difficult it is for a person to survive in this world, let alone support a family. , taking care of a good-for-nothing brother? During that period, I worked as a thief, a killer, a bandit, killed people, robbed people, and went to prison... Finally one day, I suddenly realized it, and my heart was filled with confusion. It was so majestic, as if I had seen a wider world. I hid in the mountains alone with the fighting spirit techniques that I had stolen, robbed, and cheated. Three years later, I finally mastered these techniques. , create my own mental method.”

Bai Dilans gently exhaled a breath and said: "Since then, my cultivation has been rapid, and I have made breakthroughs one after another, becoming a fifth-level sword fighter. It was not until then that I went to find him. He was already the dean of Xingmang Academy. At that time, He was sitting on that wicker chair, like a father listening to his son show off his most proud things. I will never forget that expression in my life..."

At this point, Bai Dillons suddenly stopped, turned around and walked out of the school, saying: "I have told you so much. It seems that I am really old. Boy, let's go!"

Zhang Debiao quickly followed: "Where are you going?"

"Don't you want a weapon forged from tourmaline pool gold?" Bai Dillons smiled and said, "When we go out, of course we will find someone who can forge such a weapon!"

The two walked out of the school and walked west along the street.

Suddenly, a carriage passed by the two of them and stopped in front of a large house on the roadside. An old man got out of the carriage and walked directly into the house.

Zhang Debiao stopped and looked at the old man's back thoughtfully.

"What's wrong?" Bai Dillons turned around and asked.

"Nothing. This house occupies a large area. Whose house is it?"

Old Baidi glanced at it and said indifferently: "This is a branch of the Hogan Chamber of Commerce, a large chamber of commerce in the city."

"Hogan Chamber of Commerce..." Zhang Debiao kept the name in his heart, followed in Bai Dillons' footsteps, and continued to move forward. The old man who just walked into the Hogan Chamber of Commerce was very familiar to Zhang Debiao. At the coming-of-age ceremony, it was this old man who led the camel bell merchant group to capture young people from southern Xinjiang with the intention of selling them to slave arenas and southern large estates as slaves.

Zhang Debiao still remembers that people from the Tuoling Merchant Group called this old man "General Manager Parun".

"Not all of these people died at the hands of the Eight-Armed Naga. They claimed to be from the Nanming Principality, but they didn't expect to be from the Chamber of Commerce of the Northern Zhou Dynasty!" Zhang Debiao flashed a murderous intent in his eyes and thought: "This is definitely not the first time that the Hogan Chamber of Commerce has hunted We people in southern Xinjiang have not succeeded this year, but what about next year? What about the next year? ... This Hogan Chamber of Commerce is a disaster and cannot be kept!"

Bai Dilans went further and further away, and gradually came to the slums in the West District of Xinlitan City.

Although Xinlitan City is a newly built city, it is still divided into aristocratic areas and slums. The gap between rich and poor is a problem that exists in every city.

This is true even in Zhang Debiao's dream world.

Old Baidi was obviously very familiar with the geography of the slums, and he led Zhang Debiao around in the alleys.

The houses in the slums are often built unevenly and the streets are very narrow. They are either residential houses or crooked pubs, restaurants and grocery stores on both sides. The various strange smells mix together, making Zhang Debiao couldn't help but wrinkle his nose.

In front of the tavern, there are often a few lazy mercenaries leaning against the threshold, holding a bowl of bad wine in their hands, looking at the passers-by with malicious eyes. Mercenaries are people who live at the bottom of society. They are a mixed group. There are rookies who have just started out and are struggling to make a living, and there are masters who have special skills and are unwilling to join the powerful.

Those who were leaning against the door with drinks in their hands were mostly thieves. They would take action if they saw a fat sheep passing by, and would even kill people to rob them. However, both Old Baidi and Zhang Debiao looked very difficult to deal with. The thieves only glanced at them for a moment, then moved away to look for new targets.

The two men walked through several alleys and came to a wizard tower. Baidirens finally stopped.

Zhang Debiao looked at the wizard tower carefully. Compared with the glamorous and magnificent wizard towers in the noble living area, this tower looked much more desolate. The lime on the tower wall was mottled and falling off, and the glazed tiles on the top of the tower were also tattered, and all kinds of garbage were thrown on the tiles.

Two iron wires were pulled by the base of the wizard tower, and a gray spotted dog was lifting its lame leg and urinating in the corner of the wall unscrupulously.

Less than two meters above the black dog, someone drew a circle on the wall with white lime, and a big word "demolition" was written in the middle.

Baidirens raised his head and shouted, "Is Master Gran home?"

Before he finished speaking, a violent explosion suddenly occurred on the fourth floor of the Mage Tower, shaking the entire Mage Tower up and down like jelly. The window on the fourth floor opened, thick smoke billowed out, and a messy head poked out of the window, coughed twice, and said angrily, "Which bastard is making a fuss downstairs and causing the potion I just prepared to explode? Are you tired of living?"