Chapter 1288 Sheep Intestine
"Elulu, why are you here?"
Shaya asked in surprise.
"This is my home, why can't I be here?"
The person on the bed said angrily.
With a click, a candle was lit.
Zhang Tuohai saw clearly what was happening in the room.
This is a very dilapidated house with mottled walls, a damp smell in the air, and all kinds of junk on the floor and shelves.
The bed was made of wooden boards and boxes, with a tattered quilt and a ragged woman curled up in the quilt.
After seeing the furnishings in the room clearly, Xia Ya felt a little embarrassed. His boots made two dents in the iron floor. "I was wondering why the key didn't work again. It turns out you went to the wrong door. Go back to sleep and pretend we were never here."
Char said as he stepped back.
"Wait, Xia, you've finally gotten the hang of it and learned how to bring men home?"
Elulu looked at Char in surprise.
"No, don't think too much, good night."
Xia closed the door.
Bang!
The iron door closed again.
The only drawback was that the door handle fell off the iron door.
“Is this really okay?”
Zhang Tuohai asked while looking at the handle in Xia's hand.
"Don't worry, Elulu won't mind. I'll help her install it tomorrow."
Char casually placed the door handle on the broken box near the door.
The two came to the door of the next room. This time, Xia Ya tried several times before he could push the key in.
I twisted it several times, but the door lock didn't budge.
"I knew I had to use the old method."
Char took a half step back and kicked the door straight away.
A footprint suddenly appeared on the iron door.
The door lock collapsed and the door was wide open.
Zhang Tuohai looked carefully and found that there was not just one footprint on the iron door, but many footprints superimposed on each other.
Only then did he understand why Char kicked so naturally; it turned out that he was used to it.
"Come in."
Char walked into the room and lit the kerosene lamp on the table.
Zhang Tuohai followed him in.
The room was similar to the previous one, both were very shabby, but there were fewer things in this room, making it look a little bigger.
In the corner there was a broken iron bed with a quilt on it, which looked relatively clean.
In the center of the room was a table with a kerosene lamp on it.
There was a broken chair next to it, and apart from that, there was nothing else in the room.
Xia Ya looked around and handed the chair to Zhang Tuohai: "You sit down."
After saying that, Xia sat on the bed.
Zhang Tuohai looked around and had no choice but to sit on the only chair.
The atmosphere is a bit weird.
Just when Zhang Tuohai wanted to say something to break the awkwardness, he suddenly saw a shadow peeking out of the door.
"who?"
Xia Ya stood up suddenly and grasped the long sword at his waist with his right hand.
"It's me."
Zhang Tuohai looked and saw that it was Elulu who came in.
"What is it? I'll help you fix the door tomorrow."
Shaya said.
"Sister Xia, do you need sheep intestines? Don't worry, they are brand new and no one has used them before."
Elulu said cautiously.
"I don't eat goat intestines," said Xia.
"It's not for eating, it's for use." Elulu leaned close to Char's ear and whispered.
Char's face turned red.
"You don't have any attachment to the human world anymore, do you?"
Char grabbed Elulu by the back of her collar and lifted her up.
"Sister Xia, I'm doing this for your own good. We're about to face an invasion, and you don't want to carry the ball around with you, do you?"
"Although many bards have written poems like this, it is really inconvenient if you are pregnant. For safety reasons, I think it is appropriate to sacrifice a little comfort."
Elulu explained.
"Get out of here!"
Char carried Elulu to the door and kicked her out.
"Sister Xia, don't do anything. I'm doing this for your own good!" Elulu was still shouting outside.
Bang!
Xia closed the door.
There was a dent in the iron door that was visible to the naked eye.
Xia took two deep breaths before turning back.
He showed a kind face: "You didn't hear anything just now?"
"Just now, weren't we discussing the current situation just now?"
Zhang Tuohai said with a smile.
With his hearing ability, not to mention Elulu's whisper in Char's ear, he could even hear clearly the mice under the bed of the neighbors next door talking about which family is the poorest.
However, he wasn't so low in EQ as to expose Char's pain points.
After hearing Zhang Tuohai's answer, Xia Ya was very satisfied.
"Yes, the current situation is too chaotic. Everyone knows that the three-eyed man is coming soon. Many people feel that they will not survive anyway, so they are all thinking about how to enjoy themselves while they can. Some people are even conspiring to study how to cooperate with the three-eyed man's attack. What a bunch of traitors!"
Char knocked on the table angrily, and a dent appeared on it.
"It's normal. Not everyone has the firm will to resist. Even some people who are not doing well may think this is an opportunity to change their fate."
Zhang Tuohai said.
"How could they think that? Don't they have any loyalty to the kingdom?"
Xia didn't quite understand.
"That's normal. For the lower classes, the kingdom and the royal family are too far away for them. Justice and the overall situation are invisible and intangible to them. All they care about is their three meals a day, firewood, rice, oil and salt."
"When the fleets of the British Empire sailed across the seven seas, beggars on the streets of London would not feel proud. They would rather be the chiefs of a small tribe. It didn't matter to them whether they would be enslaved by Britain as a colony, as long as they could live a more comfortable life."
Zhang Tuohai said.
He has seen a lot of things like this. If he reads a few more history books, he will see too many similar stories.
"But, but, they are the Three-Eyed Tribe after all."
Xia was still a little confused.
"So what? If you can rise from a small sheriff to become a king, but the price is that there will be another king above you, and you will be second only to one person and above ten thousand people, will you accept it?"
"Maybe you won't accept it, but can you guarantee that others can withstand such a great temptation?"
"Beggars on the street, cattle and horses in factories, waiters in strip clubs, low-level clerks, and small workshop owners on the verge of bankruptcy, do you think they can withstand this temptation?"
Zhang Tuohai said.
"But haven't they considered the risks? If they fail, they will die."
"Which do you think is more pleasant, their current life or death?"
Zhang Tuohai asked back.
Char was silent.
She thought about what Zhang Tuohai had said. Although she didn't quite understand some of it, her intuition told her that Zhang Tuohai was right.
"You can say these things, you must have a way, right!"
Xia grabbed Zhang Takumi's hand and asked.
