Legend of Dream God in a Little Dream

Chapter 180 The only friend

But who cares? Who cares about his childhood? No one cares, right?

However, Yijiu now doesn’t know much after all, and even the few words he knows were taught by his mother.

Zengjun followed behind Yijiu and looked at him. Even his clothes and pants covered with puddings could not conceal his radiance. There seemed to be a force in his heart supporting him. As for what it was, every little boy should have it in his heart.

Yijiu walked for more than ten minutes and saw that the road he was heading to was the place he would come to whenever he had time. After all, he was very familiar with every path.

"Yijiu, you're here? Why did it take so long to let you out to play?" A child of the same age as Yijiu greeted.

"Wushi" Yijiu quickly walked to his side, panting slightly, "I'm not as free as you, no one cares about you"

Zeng Jun was given a lot of care. Wushi was a child about the same age as Yijiu. Judging from his clothes, his family was not poor. His face was clean, and he wore a brand new light green jacket and shiny light grey shorts, white socks on his feet, and a pair of black and white shoes.

Judging from their attire, there was no reason for them to know each other, but judging by their enthusiasm, it seemed they had been playing together for some years.

"How long will they let you play this time?" Wu Shi asked Yijiu while looking at the field in front of him.

"Mom didn't say, but we should be able to go back before dinner." Yijiu also looked in the direction Wu Shi was looking.

Zengjun looked at where they were looking, looking for something different.

When Zeng Jun raised his head, he saw a small lake in the field. It looked more like a small stream with shallow water. However, the difference was that it was slightly wider than other streams.

Wu Shi led the way in front, and Yi Jiu followed him. From the look in Yi Jiu's eyes, one could tell that he was his only good friend.

As for why Wu Shi didn't go to study, maybe he didn't need to, or maybe Wu Shi didn't want to study. These reasons cannot be confirmed at present, but what is certain is that they were going to play in the creek.

Zengjun also followed them. He had no choice because he had to think about and prepare for what this level would test and couldn't afford to miss anything. At the same time, Zengjun had never had such a childhood, so he was a little interested in what they were going to do.

Soon, Wushi and Yijiu arrived in front of the stream. (Note: Minors should not play in the water)

Wu Shi first stood on his left foot and began to take off the shoes and socks on his right foot. Wu Shi took off the shoes and socks on his right foot and placed them on the edge of the field. Then he stood on his right foot and repeated the previous action.

Yijiu was staring at the pair of shoes closely. They were so close in front of him, yet so far away. Those shoes did not belong to him, Yijiu. Children care more about these things.

Wu Shi saw Yijiu in a daze and said, "Alas, alas"

"Oh oh" Yijiu also retracted his gaze and looked at the slippers on his feet. This was the gift his mother gave him on his birthday a few years ago.

Zengjun was also a little confused, 'How can two people with such a big gap become friends? This is a bit illogical'

However, Zengjun watched the two of them walk into the stream, "The stream is only up to their calves, which means there won't be any big fish."

Zengjun was thinking about why the two of them could become friends. Suddenly, Zengjun realized, "Children don't have a big concept of the gap between the rich and the poor."

Zengjun recalled the scene where Yijiu looked at the slippers on his feet, "At the age of twelve or thirteen, he looked at himself intentionally. Did he understand the difference?"

However, Zengjun's opinion had no impact on them. Even if Zengjun went down to play in the water with them, nothing would change, because this was a memory, and Zengjun was just a witness to this memory.

Yijiu half bent his body, lowered his posture, looked at the water with sharp eyes, and from time to time looked at the small hole in the stream, which was blocked by scattered stones.

Yijiu walked towards the small cave with feet that could not be stopped by water. He stretched out his hands with many scars and turned over the stone blocking the cave.

As the cover opened, the small fish hiding behind the rocks quickly escaped again.

Zengjun also flew down from the sky and squatted down to watch Yijiu and Wushi playing.

Those scars of varying sizes immediately entered Zengjun's eyes.

Zengjun looked at the scars on Yijiu's body and thought about Yijiu's father, and it seemed reasonable.

Yijiu turned over the stones and threw some small stones on the other side of the stream with his left hand, just to make the entrance of the cave empty so that the little fish would have nowhere to hide.

It was this action of turning around and throwing the stone with his left hand that allowed Zeng Jun to see a scar on Yijiu's chest. It was a very long scar, and because it was covered by clothes, Zeng Jun could only see a small part of it.

Zengjun increased the penetrating power of his eyes, and Yijiu immediately appeared in Zengjun's eyes meticulously.

However, since Yijiu had his back to Zengjun, Zengjun had no choice but to jump to the other side of the field, which was in front of Yijiu.

And Wushi was also turning over other holes.

Zengjun then jumped and directly crossed the creek width of 1.3 meters. As for why Zengjun had to jump, he didn't understand.

Zengjun jumped over and hesitated for a while, "I think I can fly." Then Zengjun shook his head, "Forget it, it's not important. Let me see how long your scar is. Why didn't I notice it before?"

Zengjun faced Yijiu, while Yijiu continued to catch those hard-to-catch small fish.

Zengjun looked at Yijiu's front, and a diagonal scar from the left chest to the stomach appeared in Zengjun's eyes.

"This scar is like a scratch from the heart to the stomach. The flesh near the scar is out of tune with the rest of the flesh. Does this mean that Yijiu has been stabbed before? Was it an active or passive injury?"

"The wound spread from the heart to the stomach, and it was a knife wound. A child of only twelve or thirteen years old suffered such an injury. What caused his scars? Could it be the answer to this level? Or is it related to this answer?" Zengjun touched his chin and thought.

Soon Zengjun analyzed some of it, "Since I was placed in this time period, it means that this is not the core element of this level, and in the end Yijiu's mother died on the snowy mountain, which seems a bit inconsistent."

Zengjun looked at Yijiu who was rarely laughing. "From the way his mother treated him, he still had some psychological support. But Yijiu's mother appeared there, which at least meant that Yijiu ran away from home, which led to Yijiu's mother going out to look for him. But how did she die in the snowy mountains? This is a bit strange."