That person was very strange. He always tinkered with some strange handicrafts, and sometimes he would explode.

He had long been famous, and everyone in Grantham town knew it. Even the children who had just learned to speak would call him "Crucible" when he passed by.

This guy has always been alone, without relatives or friends. He lives in the dim attic of the pharmacist Clark's house, like a snail that has been huddled in a snail shell.

That's right, snail - disgusting, sticky, slow to move, always hiding in dark and humid places, there is nothing more suitable for this. William couldn't help but feel a little proud.

He had been squatting near the corner of the high street for most of the day, but the Cauldron never appeared. This made the boy who was originally excited to have a big fight a little discouraged. He bet with his cousin "Pig Nose" Brian that he would definitely make the Cauldron fall a lot today.

Today is William's twelfth birthday. His manor's father has already arranged a celebration, which not only demonstrates the family's superior status in the local area, but also does not refute the face of all the guests.

Obviously, social dances are the most important. Gentlemen, ladies, masters and wives just need a reason to organize gorgeous friendship activities. Otherwise, they would not even be able to detect the fact that the protagonist of the celebration party slipped away.

William wished them not to discover it. He was the only son in the family, with three sisters on it and a younger sister on it. In other words, there was a large amount of property waiting for him to inherit it.

It is precisely because of this that Mr. Thomas wished to greet his son with everything: fencing, horse riding, swimming, hunting, chess, poetry, gun throwing, music, painting... William often felt that he was likely to be exhausted from the day of his adult life. Fortunately, he could always find a wonderful way to escape from class. His tutors were tired of fighting and often had to resign after less than half a year of work.

However, he could drive away the tutors, but he could not drive away a group of relatives. At every family gathering, as long as William fails to escape successfully, he will inevitably be taken out for special care.

Most of the time, Shakespeare's sonnets were recited, and sometimes he needed to play piccolo or play the rouite; in rare cases, he was asked to perform fencing on the spot, and even more so, he had to write poems on the spot to praise his distant cousin - God, that was an old girl of nearly 300 pounds! On the night after writing the hymn, William went to St. Wolflam's church to confess because he told a lie.

Just when William was bored, the sound of footsteps rang around the corner. He immediately raised his spirits and hid under the wall.

He heard someone talking, it was the voice of the crucible guy.

When the figure approached, William jumped up and threw a large ball of burlap high: "Crucible man, fall down soon!"

The black shadow fell into the air with a "slap", and the stinking stench instantly filled the entire street. The paste of donkey dung splashed the ground and the walls, and even William himself was not spared.

He took off his brand new coat and tried to get rid of the little black donkey feces stained on his head, but he didn't want to get more muddy the more he wiped.

William threw his clothes on the ground with disgust and turned to see the target he hit just now.

The little black guy stood in a pool of shit, his whole body covered in anger with donkey dung, and the stinky liquid on his head could not be kept flowing. He seemed to have not figured out what was going on.

The Crucible Man was standing several steps away and witnessed all this in surprise. He was not caught.

William was just in depressed, but his mind changed rapidly and looked at the unlucky guy who was unfortunately hit.

While trying to identify, the child's screams made him shudder—the daughter of the pharmacist Clark's family, whose name is probably Anne or Mary William. He felt that he should have seen her in the choir.

"Isaac!" The little girl was at a loss and had to stand there and cry heartbrokenly. She used to wipe her tears with her hands, not realizing that more smelly feces were pasted on her face.

The crucible frowned, but this should be out of displeasure, and he didn't seem to be afraid of the stench.

"I told you not to follow me." He had no intention of going forward to help or comfort me, and stood away calmly and indifferently, "Go back quickly and let your aunt wash you clean."

"I don't--woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-

"I'm going to the river. The water is very deep, and children will be drowned when they go to take a shower." He didn't sympathize with the sad and panic little girl at all, and still had the same tone of teaching, "Go back quickly. Don't follow me." As if to completely cut off the girl's thoughts, he added, "If you don't clean it up, everyone will know that you have been drenched in smelly feces. They will definitely call you 'Da Damn Annie'."

"No! I'm not Annie!"

The little girl cried and screamed, and the barely forced patience of the Crucible guy was finally completely wiped out. He quickly walked around the area splashed with donkey dung under Annie's feet, and was about to turn out of the alley.

William immediately stood up and stretched out his hands to block the way. He stared at the boy who was about the same age as him, not only unwilling to fail, but also angrily at his indifferent attitude: "You are not allowed to leave!"

The Crucible man ignored this and instead accelerated his pace to try to cross William's blockade.

William intercepted left and right, and in desperation, he grabbed the crucible man and pushed him backwards. The crucible man was not as dumb as the rumors. He did not suffer any loss, and he pulled William's hair tightly and rolled up, and he also threw the blonde boy forward.

The two boys fell under the little girl's feet and rolled in the slippery smelly beach. The endless cry made them even more irritable.

William was punched in the nose, and a fishy and hot liquid gushed out, dyeing a large piece of shirt on his chest red. He had never suffered such pain before, and shock and anger occupied his mind at the same time.

"Now you're satisfied." The Crucible took advantage of the opportunity to push William away and stood up slowly. He didn't even show any anger at this time.

He took out a small wooden box from his arms - due to the chaos and struggle just now, the box had been crushed and broken.

William recognized that it was a portable sun clock, and it was probably the masterpiece of the Crucible. He realized that he had broken someone else's things and felt a little embarrassed, but his face was still tense.

"I said I'll give you my next time when I'm back, but I'm just making a fuss." The Crucible man didn't seem to feel distressed, and threw the broken sun clock at Annie's feet, "Take it and go back quickly. I'll make another one."

The crying little girl didn't care about picking up this gadget. She was completely trapped in the sadness and grievances of the sudden disaster from the sky, and completely forgot about this little baby who had been thinking about for a long time.

William once again noticed that he had the intention to leave: "You are not allowed to leave, she is still crying!"

"You made her cry."

The Crucible man glanced at the helpless blonde boy, dragged his legs and limped into the woods on the river bank. He was kicked in his ankle just now, and it was probably in great pain.

Now only William is left facing the crying little girl alone. He believes that he will never be able to communicate with such a creature that keeps making huge noises.

After hesitating for a long time, he took a step forward and planned to pick up the sun clock and hand it to her.

Just as he bent down to pick up the gadget, he heard the woman's panic sound from the corner of the high street: "Annie-Annie-"

The Clark family's adults came. William shrank his head and rushed into the other side street and ran away quickly.
Chapter completed!