The old man squinted at the wound on the face of the little boy lying in the water.

Under the rain, the scars on the little bimp's face seem to have accumulated a lot of rain, accompanied by the flickering electric light in the sky, it looks particularly terrifying, and only the puppy that does not judge people by its appearance whimpered around the little bimp, licking the marks on the little bimp's face from time to time, as if he wanted to wake the little bimp.

"Why do these children have these scars, and why are they hurt?"

The tall man didn't hide it, and said slowly: "Through research, it has been found that the reason why ordinary people can't become capable people is because their souls are missing something, and if they want to repair their souls, they naturally have to forcibly inject what they lack, and these marks are what those things leave when they enter their bodies." ”

The old man asked, "Can't erase it?"

The tall man was stunned, and without thinking about it, he smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid that the powerhouses above the Earth Immortal Realm may not be able to control the power of the soul, and the damage caused by the power of the soul naturally cannot be eliminated, otherwise we can erase the marks on their bodies, and there is no need to get rid of them to seal the mouths of those people." ”

The old man's brows furrowed tightly, and he said, "So you can't really control the power of the soul, and what you inject into them must also be the soul, right?"

The tall man was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly.

The old man said sharply: "But there is such a thing as a soul that only human beings have!"

The tall man said faintly: "If the lives of two or three people can be exchanged for an ordinary person who was originally unable to become a capable person to become a capable person, this transaction will be done by many people." ”

You must know that the number of people with normal abilities is extremely rare, I am afraid that there is only one in 100,000 ordinary people, and the probability of 1 in 100,000 is too small and too few.

But if there is another way, only two or three people need to be sacrificed to cultivate an capable person, then I am afraid that there are indeed many people who think it is very cost-effective, anyway, the two or three people who are sacrificed are not themselves.

But when the old man heard this, he immediately became furious and said, "Bastard, how many people must die here?"

The tall man smiled bitterly: "But when we have to sacrifice some people for the sake of more people, we have no choice." ”

The old man gritted his teeth and said, "Get out!

The tall man smiled dumbly, but without saying anything more, his figure slowly disappeared into the rain, as if there had never been anyone in the place where the man stood.

The old man's sigh, contrasting with the roaring thunder, was too weak to resist.

And the conversation between the old man and the tall man, the little boy lying dying in the pool of water has no way of knowing.

All he knew was that he was woken up while he was sleeping.

"Don't sleep!"

The little kid slowly opened his eyelids in the scolding, and when an old face was reflected in his eyes, the little kid instinctively turned away from his face, not daring to look at others.

The place was still the same alley, the rain was still falling, and the thunder was rumbling from time to time

, still hiding under the rain and eaves, the wet puppy is also there.

Must have just eaten enough and accidentally fell asleep.

The little kid just felt as if he had a nightmare, and he was beaten up by a person, and it hurt very much.

But now, as if in a sweet dream, not only did I not feel any pain on my body, but I felt warm, even if it was still raining around, I didn't feel a chill.

"Stinky boy, were you stupid?"

The old man looked at the little kid's expression, and couldn't help but joke.

The little kid looked down at the old man's big hand on his chest in a daze, thin and rough, but exceptionally warm.

It's just that the little kid seems to be disturbed, and he hurriedly wants to retreat, but at this time, he is lying flat, and he can't get under the floor.

Although I don't know why, the little kid knows that if he wants to contact others, he will be annoying.

On the way, the little kid has had many experiences of accidentally touching others, although most people will avoid it in a hurry, but there are also many who scold him, and even punch and kick him.

So the little kid subconsciously thought about shrinking into the corner.

It's just that the little kid just wanted to move and hold it, but the old man held it down, "Don't move!"

The voice was a little stern, and the little boy tensed up when he heard it, and he really didn't dare to move.

Seeing the old man staring at his face for a long time, the little kid couldn't help but hide the marked side a little.

But the old man suddenly asked, "Do you hate them?"

The little kid was stunned and muttered in a submissive voice, "He...... Who are they?"

The old man was also stunned, and then sighed softly: "Just like the person who just beat you." ”

The little kid was silent for a while, but he thought that it wasn't just a dream?

But the old man didn't say angrily: "If you hate it, just say it, what don't you dare to say?"

The little kid resignedly asked, "What is hate?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, and looked at the little boy lying on the ground in disbelief.

It's just that the clear eyes of the little kid, not only any impurities, make the old man laugh dumbly.

The little kid didn't know what the old man was laughing at, and his little eyes were full of suspicion.

But seeing the old man laugh for a long time, he slowly asked again: "Then you stinky boy should have been kicked very painfully just now, why didn't you cry?"

The little kid knows the meaning of crying, that is, the meaning of constant water in his eyes, and he also knows that if he cries when he is in pain, he will indeed not feel so painful.

But then the little kid knew that although crying could not make him feel very painful, after crying, the pain would still hurt, and his stomach would be hungry very quickly.

So in the head of the little child, he naturally feels that crying is a very loss-making thing.

But he didn't know how to answer the question of the old man who pressed his hand on him, and the little kid could only be considered silent.

The old man who couldn't get an answer didn't mean to get an answer, but slowly withdrew his hand and said angrily: "Okay."

Now, you're all right, you stinky boy, stand up for yourself. ”

The old man said, and his squatting body slowly stood up.

And the little kid only felt that after the old man's hand was withdrawn, the chill brought by the heavy rain swept through his body again, and he couldn't help but shiver, and quickly got up from the wet floor.

I saw the old man turn around slowly, posing as if he was about to leave.

Just walked a few steps, and found that the little kid standing under the eaves didn't keep up with him, so he couldn't help but blow his beard and glare: "You stinky boy, why are you stunned, don't you hurry up and keep up!"

(End of chapter)