"Sister..." The boy finally stopped crying, wiped his big red eyes, and said weakly, "I'm hungry."
Zhu Yao rubbed his head, it was fine if he stopped crying, he carried the child on his back, "Let's go, sister will take you to eat."
In order to create a glorious image of her life-saving benefactor, Zhu Yao took him to the most luxurious restaurant in the city and ordered a table full of the most expensive food. Sure enough, the child stared at her with gleaming eyes, but looked at her with a little fear.
"Eat it, it's all for you." She was already in the valley, so naturally she didn't need to eat it, and she didn't know how long it would take to eat it. So I sat quietly on the side, watching the child swept the table with a feast of food.
Zhu Yao was thinking about how to keep this child from cultivating demons. Maybe she could try to change his fate and give him some money to make a living.
With this life-saving grace as a comparison, even if Mu Meiyan is reborn in the future, doing it again will only add flowers to her life, and will no longer be the white moonlight in his heart. Maybe she can also instill in him some truths like maintaining world peace and everyone's responsibility based on this favorable impression. Well, this is necessary.
Zhu Yao had an idea, and the boy was full and his stomach was bulging. But he still looked nostalgically at the half-eaten meal.
He glanced at her hesitantly, and then asked, "Sister, can I take the rest back... can I keep it for later?"
With his cautious eyes, Zhu Yao was a little sad when he looked at him, and he touched his head again and said, "Of course, if it's not enough to tell my sister, I'll call you some more."
"Thank you sister." The boy looked at her gratefully. Holding the pot on the table, I wanted to pour her a glass of water, but found that there was no more water in the pot, and said obediently, "I will pour water for my sister, and my sister will wait for me."
Zhu Yao nodded. Suddenly I remembered the little radish on Yulin Peak. If this child has good spiritual roots, he can take it back and raise it together with the little radish. It was only in the dream that he seemed to be the Three Spiritual Roots. This kind of aptitude is somewhat risky even if one enters the inner door of the ancient sect. Besides, he always felt that he should not be brought into Xianmen.
Zhu Yao planned while waiting for the child to come back. But who would have known that he had to wait for half an hour, and it was not a boy who was waiting, but a fat woman who was ferocious.
As soon as the fat woman went upstairs, she pointed at her and said, "The second floor is by the window. That's right, she is, hurry up and grab it." The two men behind her walked up with ropes.
Zhu Yao looked inexplicable, but how could a mortal without spiritual power get close to her body, and before reaching her table, she was bounced out by her body-protecting aura.
"How dare you resist." The fat woman put her hands on her hips and pointed at her. "I'll tell you. Your brother has sold you to our Spring Garden. Those who are sensible will go back with me to pick up guests."
younger brother? Pick up a guest? I wish I could figure out something later.
k, that stinky brat. Sold her to a brothel, what about the promised life-saving grace? This bear boy.
Zhu Yao was so angry that he was so angry that the cold mask on his face shattered to the ground with a thud.
To the three people who caught people. Cast an oblivion spell to make them forget about catching themselves. Get out of the restaurant. I was going to use my divine sense to find his trace, but I suddenly found that my hand was empty.
Damn. That little brat even stole the storage ring that Master left her. The ring had Master's imprint, and it was supposed to have her imprint on it before it could be regarded as her belongings. But she was always reluctant to remove the master's mark, and since she could have taken things directly from it, she never thought of it.
Unexpectedly, when she was stolen by a mortal child because she didn't have her mark, she didn't notice it, which was a shame.
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Zhu Yao let go of his consciousness and immediately found the child's whereabouts. He was walking into a pawnshop. Sure enough, he planned to be his own ring.
In the eyes of people without spiritual energy, it is just an ordinary ring that is no longer ordinary. Only immortal cultivators can recognize this as a storage magic weapon.
Zhu Yao once again hid his figure, and when his mind moved, he teleported to the pawnshop. I just heard the child's cry.
Zhu Yao was stunned for a moment, wanting to see what this kid was trying to do
"Treasurer, please. I'm really desperate for money. My brother has been sick for three days, so you can do it. Let me be this for some medicine money."
It's a pity that the people at the counter were unmoved, "Go, go, I want to pawn a broken ring. Our pawnshop is not a place to collect junk, let's go."
Zhu Yao's black line, tattered? Thinking of the magic weapons in the ring, the master will cry.
The little boy seemed really in a hurry, and begged the man many times, but the shopkeeper still didn't answer, and finally got impatient, picked up the broom and kicked the boy out.
The boy was pushed by him and fell to the ground, he could only stand up rubbing his blue hands, and limped away regretfully.
Zhu Yao followed.
I saw the little boy walked into a remote alley, and then walked to the front of a broken temple. Taking a deep breath, he had a decadent look on his face just now, but a smile appeared in an instant.
"I'm back," he said loudly.
He pushed open the door and walked in. A boy dressed in the same ragged clothes as him, but a little taller than him, came out, glared at him and said, "You still know how to come back, where is the money? Did you get the money?"
The boy's smile froze on his face, and he lowered his head to admit his mistake, "No... no."
"Didn't you say you would get it back?" The older boy became angry. "What about Huzi now? He's so sick."
"I… I'll find a way," the boy explained.
But the big boy didn't listen and said loudly, "No, it's agreed for today. If you don't get the money, you won't be able to live in this house."
"Brother Monkey, tomorrow... I can definitely do it tomorrow." The boy was anxious.
"Go, go." The monkey pushed him away. "You've said this for a month, and you can't say anything this time."
Their quarrel alarmed the people in the temple, and a dozen children, both male and female, walked out in twos and threes. It is estimated that this group is his companion, and it may not be soon.
Because in that group, no one stood up to speak for him, there was no sympathy and no mercy. Just pointing at him, full of unbelievable anger at him.
The words of children are always more direct and hurtful than those of adults.
The boy couldn't argue, but with tears in his eyes that he couldn't shed, he looked helplessly at the group of partners he desperately wanted to get in, and shook his head anxiously.
"Brother Monkey, I saw him on the street today." A child who just came in suddenly squeezed in and pointed at the boy, "He stole Zang Jianba's purse today, and I happened to see the three of them in chase him."
"What!" The monkey's face turned pale, and his face was full of horror, "How dare you steal that bully's purse."
"I just want to give Huzi..."
"Shut up!" The monkey was even more angry, stomping his feet and saying, "You are causing trouble for us, hurry up and drive him out. If Zang Jianba and the others see it, they think we are with him, It hurts us in vain."
"Yes, yes, kick him out."
The other people responded one after another and just pushed the boy out of the temple gate. The boy didn't stand still and fell directly into a ditch outside, covered with muddy water, and his thin clothes were all wet.
But he sat in the ditch without moving, as if frightened by the ruthlessness of his accomplices.
After sitting for a while, he slowly got up and left the ruined temple like a wandering soul, wiping away the tears that kept flowing from the corners of his eyes as he walked, but did not cry.
Zhu Yao has been following behind him, and his anger has mostly subsided. At this time, he also understands why he refuses to accept her kindness, but instead sells her for half a vengeance. It is estimated that he has encountered too many such things, and he knows the warmth and affection of human beings, so he dare not believe it easily. After all, even the accomplices who live with him may betray him, let alone a person he just met.
Zhu Yao followed him for a while, only to realize that he didn't have a clear destination, but just wandered aimlessly in the city, and when he saw that he came to the restaurant where she took him for dinner, he stopped, looked up, and then again. He continued to walk away silently.
Bear child, this time I know my sister's painstaking efforts, hmph, I won't let you suffer a little, I don't know how to behave.
Zhu Yao never showed up, just waiting for him to figure it out, otherwise she would rush over again, believing that he would definitely do something like selling her again.
The child wandered around the city for three days, maybe he was really hungry, and he was a little weak walking.
Shaking to a farmhouse, a few people suddenly appeared behind him, blocking his way.
"Stinky boy, I finally caught you." There are five people in this group, all adult men, and three of them are familiar faces. It was the three who beat the boy last time. It's just that the way he walks is a little weird.
I wish you raised your eyebrows, this is a typical healing scar and forgetting the pain!
"If it wasn't for you stinking who stole my purse, I wouldn't have made such a fuss to the point of killing my descendants. Let's see if I won't kill you today." Zang Jianba winked at the younger brother next to him, and a few people swarmed around them. Going up, "Let's see which other ghosts and gods are coming to save you today."
The boy took a step back in fear, but immediately his face sank again, looking desperately at the people who had rushed up, without even resisting, he let a few people catch him, this time no one came to save him, Maybe death is also a relief.
The anger of those few men was not diminished by the cooperation of the child. Instead, they pushed the child to the ground, and then held up the wooden stick, and slapped the child fiercely.
Just when the wooden stick was about to hit the child, something strange happened, and the wooden stick suddenly flew out in the opposite direction.