Little Gods

Chapter 48: Assistant (twenty-two)

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"A long time ago... What does it mean?" Zhang Jinyan immediately started the search mode, looking for someone with a similar appearance to Zhang Yuchuan in his memory.

But as expected, there was no impression.

In fact, logically speaking, if he had seen such a good-looking person before, Zhang Jinyan felt that he would never forget it.

... Could it be a childhood sweetheart amnesia joke

We were very good friends when we were young, and we even agreed to get married when we grew up. We exchanged straw rings innocently as tokens of love. However, one of us broke her head in an accident and forgot nothing, so she happened to forget this part. Something like that... a standard CEO writing routine!

Zhang Jinyan immediately focused on recalling the time before he was ten years old.

Could it be that I lost my memory because my dad beat me up when I was a child

However, if you think about it carefully, your childhood memories are very coherent, including an abusive gambler father, a mother who sheds tears every day, an infant sister, and loan sharks who pursued and harassed her... Because of their complicated family backgrounds, parents of children of the same age warned them to stay away from Zhang. To be honest, no one wants their children to hang out with scumbag children every day.

In such a growing environment, Zhang Jinyan learned to hide his emotions at a very young age. His joy and anger were invisible, his little face was always expressionless, and he kept to himself. When other children were playing happily together, Zhang Jinyan Either he is coaxing his sister, or he is staying alone, making up stories in his head to coax himself.

So while other sweethearts were sweetly exchanging straw rings, I might be helping my mother wash diapers!

… I just discovered today that I am taking the path of bitterness.

Tsk.

"...Don't be sad," Zhang Yuchuan leaned forward, stretched out his hand to gently press Zhang Jinyan's head to his heart, and rubbed his chin against the soft hair on Zhang Jinyan's head, "I will love you from now on."

Zhang Jinyan wanted to cry but was so embarrassed that she exploded on the spot again:...

... Damn, the memories just now were heard too!

Can I still have a little secret of my own! Um

"No." Zhang Yuchuan was very domineering. He lifted Zhang Jinyan's chin and pressed it against his forehead. His eyes were as deep as cold pools, but they could be seen clearly. "In this life, I won't have any secrets from you. This is not good. ?"

Zhang Jinyan glared at him angrily:...

The problem is that I can't hear! You are listening unilaterally!

"...No." Zhang Yuchuan's eyes were suddenly filled with smiles.

At the same time, an indescribable strange force swept through Zhang Jinyan's brain without warning. It was a feeling as if his entire consciousness had been washed by water. Zhang Jinyan's body trembled suddenly, and when he was about to ask, the scene seemed familiar. The image went straight into his mind—

It was an alley that Zhang Jinyan would pass every day when he was in elementary school.

He has walked through this alley at least a thousand times, and he is extremely familiar with it.

It's just that the perspective of this scene is very strange. The wet bluestone road is right under the eyes, very close, as if the owner of these eyes is lying on the ground.

A drop of rain fell on me from the sharp corner of the tile, chilling me to the bone...

Zhang Jinyan couldn't help but shiver and looked at Zhang Yuchuan, who was only a few feet away, in shock.

"If you are willing, I can share my ability with you for a short time. I can be transparent in front of you, just like you are in front of me." Zhang Yuchuan's voice suddenly became distant and empty, as if he was speaking. A loud voice spoke in an empty room, "What you see now are the memories in my heart, and what you hear are the sounds of my heart..."

Zhang Jinyan's heart trembled and he hurriedly looked down. As expected, Zhang Yuchuan's lips didn't move at all.

"This is what humans call 'mind reading.'" Zhang Yuchuan's mouth was still closed.

"What do you mean by 'human being'?" Zhang Jinyan quickly grasped the key point.

"Actually, I'm not a human being." The corners of Zhang Yuchuan's lips slowly raised, and his heartbeat hit the empty walls of his heart, making his voice distant and mysterious.

- "I am a listening ear."

Listen carefully.

One horn, dog ears, dragon body, lion tail.

Looks like a dragon but not a dragon, looks like a tiger but not a tiger, looks like a lion but not a lion, looks like a dog but not a dog.

It is said that it is the mount of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, who is good at distinguishing all things in the world with the sound of his heart, understands the human heart, and can clearly distinguish between good and evil.

Zhang Jinyan swayed and almost passed out in bed for the tenth time tonight.

It turns out that after picking up the wrong script, my husband went to the wrong set again...

This is not the eight o'clock show of the boss' love dog at all. This is a fantasy masterpiece, audience friends!

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Pain, fear, despair.

Di Ting fought his way out from the heavy encirclement of the poachers and ran away, covered in blood, until the last bit of strength was exhausted and he lay on the ground exhausted.

The serious injury prevented it from transforming into a human form, nor could it maintain a fighting state. It could only wait for death on the roadside like a weird puppy.

I don’t know since when, a hunter organization specializing in hunting monster beasts appeared in the world. They capture all monster beasts with utilization value, and after hunting them, they use soul traps to imprison the souls of the monster beasts, and the three souls of the monster beasts are captured. After seven soul refining, the holder of the refined soul can use the ability of this monster to its fullest.

The ability to listen and understand people's hearts is the most valuable commodity in the black market.

However, in fact, no one has actually seen Di Ting's soul for many years. After all, Di Ting is an extremely rare divine beast that can only be encountered but not sought.

So when a black marketeer accidentally discovered the traces of a young Listening and issued a reward, the ecstatic monster poachers followed it at all costs and set traps along the way...

The injured young Tingting lay on the damp bluestone.

It was time for the nearby school to finish, and students and parents picking up their children would pass by the alley from time to time.

Under normal circumstances, the magic power surrounding the monster beasts can make them invisible to mortal eyes, but now this Listener has no magic power left at all, and can only let its miserable and pitiful appearance be exposed to the eyes of passers-by. The wound made it breathe like a broken bellows.

People's heartbeats come from all directions...

—What the hell is this? What bad luck!

—I really want to save him... But his whole body is covered in blood and it’s too dirty.

—Dead dog? None of my business.

—You seem to still have some energy? Forget it, what if there are fleas on my body, and bandaging will cost money...

The cold air rose from the ground and soaked Di Ting's entire body. In fact, these people could not save it at all. It knew very well how serious its injuries were, but it still gritted its teeth and refused to give up, because the poachers were already there. Soul traps are set up all over the city. Once the soul leaves the body, it will be sucked away by the trap soon. Needless to say, reincarnation, even the soul will be scattered. It will be a luxury to hope. The refined soul can only Imprisoned in a small and dark soul-locking device, driven and enslaved by others, never to see the light of day.

Amidst the network of indifferent heart sounds, Di Ting closed her eyes in loneliness and despair.

Just when its consciousness began to gradually become chaotic, a hand touched it lightly.

Di Ting reluctantly raised her eyelids and looked at a cold and childish face.

This is a very beautiful little boy, but his face is expressionless, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows are as hard as frozen.

But his heartbeat was very soft.

- So pitiful... Don't be afraid, I'll take you to the doctor.

Behind him was a smaller little girl. The two children looked so similar that they were brother and sister at first glance.

Immediately afterwards, Di Ting was picked up by him. There was almost no flesh on her thin arms, but the hug was very tight and warm.

"Let's take it to the hospital." The little boy said to his sister, "Go home and get the money first."

The younger sister nodded in understanding, and the two children ran away, went home and smashed the piggy bank.

At that time, there were no decent pet hospitals in the city, and even if there were, children wouldn't know about them.

So the little girl followed behind with a bag of coins, while the little boy ran desperately towards the nearest hospital, his sandals slamming into the shallow water on the stone road, causing a burst of light.

Along the way, the little boy was running out of breath and speechless, but the soft heartbeat that was completely inconsistent with his appearance kept comforting Di Ting in his arms. Di Ting used her last strength to put her head against his heart and listened quietly. .

His heartbeat, his heartbeat.

Plop, plop.

Don't be afraid, I'm holding you.

When she arrived at the hospital, Di Ting had completely closed her eyes.

Although they were still attached to the warmth of the embrace, the three souls and seven souls reluctantly left the body under the attraction of the soul catcher. Ting Ting's soul floated through the corridor of the hospital, involuntarily drifting towards the nearest demon beast to catch the soul. device.

At the same time, a person who suffered fatal injuries in a car accident was dying in the intensive care unit. This young man named Zhang Yuchuan was destined to not live to be sixteen. His soul had left his body, and what was left on the hospital bed was just... A fresh, empty shell.

-Am I dead

The young man's weak heartbeat, after ringing for the last time, returned to dust.

Tingting's soul tried its best to resist the attraction of the soul catcher, and in the few seconds of freedom it had won, it plunged headlong into the body of the newly deceased regardless.

The next second, the body on the hospital bed suddenly opened its eyes.

It was a pair of eyes as calm as a deep pool.

The damage to this human body was lighter than that to Di Ting's physical body. With a willpower that absolutely could not be caught by poachers, Di Ting, who had taken possession of the human body, gritted his teeth and endured.

That night, the boy named Zhang Yuchuan in the intensive care unit miraculously survived the dangerous period.

After the memory was over, Zhang Yuchuan slowly stretched out two fingers, looked at Zhang Jinyan who was already crying, and said softly: "Jinyan, you saved me twice."

first.

You didn't let me die in loneliness and resentment.

the second time.

It was you who took me to that hospital.

Your heartbeat and your heartbeat are the two best sounds in the world.