I was pulled back by the sudden force, watching Xuan Cang who was standing in front of me, disappearing from me again.
The body seemed to have fallen into a bottomless hole, and after being dragged horizontally for a long distance, it suddenly fell down again.
"Ah..." The feeling of weightless body falling down made me very uneasy. At this time, besides the lifeless scream, I was still screaming.
I waved my hands indiscriminately, closed my eyes and dared not look around. I was afraid that after I fell, I would watch myself and be thrown into a puddle of mud.
The waving hand was suddenly caught by something, and the body that fell immediately stopped falling.
"Huh?" Suddenly, there was a tingling pain in my wrist.
Slowly opened a right eye, and what caught my eye was a... somewhat thick hand.
That hand... a little dark, and a little stout. It was pulling my wrist tightly at this time, and what I saw in front of me, besides that hand, there was a yellow-green ground, and...
My head slowly looked under me, and my body suddenly sank.
Looking at my dangling legs, I screamed "Ah!" Regardless of what he saw, he opened his mouth and shouted indiscriminately: "Ah! Don't let go, don't let go! Pull me tight!"
"Don't... mess!" A man's dull and oppressive voice came over his head.
And listening to that voice, it was a bit familiar.
Regardless of who was the one who wanted to pull me, I hurriedly said, "Good, good! I won't move, don't move... Hurry up, get me up!"
"Um..." The man tensed and snorted.
Then I heard a man snorting vigorously above my head. Then a burst of force lifted me up from the edge of the cliff.
The suspended body suddenly fell on the ground, and the skin on the ground was a little painful. But when I just came back from the edge of life and death, the pain on my body has become less uncomfortable.
"Huh..." I sat down on the ground, stretched out my hand to support my chest and gasped for a few times.
After waiting for my body to feel better and breathing less difficultly, I then remembered that there were other people beside me. And from the voice he just opened, he is obviously not Xuan Cang.
"Thank you! I was really thankful just now—" The words of thanks suddenly got stuck in my throat.
I looked back at the man who was also sitting next to me, wearing a shabby gray cloth shirt, and carrying a half-person tall bamboo basket behind him.
The man in front of him had worn out clothes with patches. The long trouser legs can't even cover his legs, and only skinny feet are left, wearing a pair of worn-out straw sandals that can't be worn at all.
He moved his gaze away from the man's feet at night, and then he could see his dark and thin face clearly, and it turned out to be a young teenager.
Just looking at the appearance of the young man, it turned out to be a bit like... the appearance of the man who tied me to his house before.
"Um..." It shouldn't be him! I looked at the boy in front of me suspiciously, always feeling that this should be my own illusion.
The man I saw before was obviously an adult man, and this one was only for a teenager in his early ten years, how could he be the brawny man before!
I was thinking in a paradox, just about to stand up from the ground with my hands on my hands, suddenly I caught a glimpse of blood on the boy's wrist from the corner of my eye.
That should be... I was cut by a stone on the ground when he pulled me up just now!
The heart trembled, and the body that stood up was so stunned.
"You..." I hesitated, looking at his hand and couldn't bear to say: "Your hand is hurt?"
"Yeah!" The boy replied dullly. He didn't say much, didn't even look up at me, just got up from the ground with his head dull.
"Eh! You—" My heart trembled. Because of that boy's dull reaction, it reminds me of that brawny man again inexplicably.
This young man doesn't like to talk, he always lowers his head and doesn't look at the appearance of people. He is really... just the same as that brawny man!
But whether this young man and that strong man are alone, it is also true that he was injured in order to save me.
"Eh! Your hand is hurt! To—" reached out and grabbed the young man who wanted to leave after picking up the basket behind his back. This was to remind him that this needs to be bandaged.
Who knows, it was just a tugging on his clothes, and he subconsciously shrank back. Just listen to the "click" of the fabric in my hand...
The clothes on his body were unexpectedly pulled out by me.
The young man was taken aback by me, his eyes widened, and he looked at my hand pulling his sleeve unbelievably.
"Um..." I also stunned for a moment, and guilty in a guilty conscience, I slowly released my hand from the place where I was pulling his sleeves.
"You—" The young man seemed to be very angry, his eyes widened, and he looked at me angrily.
A pair of dark eyes, staring at me with a little bit of annoyance.
Seeing the anger in his eyes, I also looked at him embarrassedly, and then grinned at him silly and embarrassed: "Uh... Haha! Really..."
The apology was not said yet. As soon as the boy's sight hit my sight, he hung his head and looked away as if he had encountered something terrible.
I looked at him and noticed some redness behind his ears.
The weather here is a bit cold, and I don't know if he was cold red by the weather, or he was angry because of my clothes being pulled.
"Um... I'm so embarrassed! I broke your clothes..." I looked at that little brother apologetically.
The young man kept his head down and still didn't speak. He looked really shy and didn't like to talk very much.
So I, who didn't know the time that day, followed the silent young man who was pulling the weeds, and followed him back home with a faceless expression.
After returning home with him, I realized that he was an orphan all alone. He lived alone in a cave, and when he followed him to the cave, there was a strange smell coming from it.
I subconsciously reached out and touched my nose, almost coughing out by the sudden smell.
The young man walking in front walked in without hesitation, bent over and put down the basket he was carrying along the wall.
I followed the boy, standing at the entrance of the cave, but I didn't really want to go in.
The smell inside is so unpleasant, I don't know what's in it! How did this young man keep his face in the face of these smells!
"..." The young man put down the basket and turned around to see me standing at the entrance of the cave. A trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes. His throat moved, and he seemed to want to talk.
Immediately he looked back and found that the cave was really messy, and he forbearedly said nothing. He turned around and swept something on the ground in a flustered manner.