It was then that the old man began to learn about the existence of the Psychic One.

For a long time, he was extremely angry and repulsed by these people, believing that the eruption caused by them had killed his grandson.

But the people in the aftermath group don't say anything else, at least the patience and temper are definitely good enough, otherwise it would be impossible to hold this job. So since it has been exposed, simply put the facts and reason, the person who died by gambling on the sky is definitely not the grandson of the old man, and the other party must still be alive in some corner of the world...... As for why I lost contact? Sorry, I don't know about that.

The old man didn't believe it, but slowly, he began to want to believe that at least the result of his grandson just missing contact was much better than if he was dead.

So the "volunteers" played by the aftermath team still report frequently from time to time, communicating with the elderly to try to get the other party to leave the area, after all, it is difficult to say when the volcano that has been activated will erupt again, and the main thing is that they have prepared props and enough abilities to completely bury this volcano...... A regional earthquake covering a radius of 20 kilometers will last at least a whole day, and there will be no living creatures left around.

But the old man wanted to stay here and wait for his grandson to come home.

What if he leaves and the child can't find his way home?

……

There was also a group of classmates outside, and Rong Zhao couldn't just take people away like this, so after the wound was treated and healed, she asked the old man for advice to see if the other party minded taking him back to the place where everyone had gathered before.

The old man who had tied the bandage glanced at Rong Zhao: "How to bring it?"

Rong Zhao moved his fingers: "If you don't mind......"

"I mind it very much!" The old man decisively interrupted Rong Zhao's words: "I'm old, and I don't want to fall into the hands of your little girl in the evening." ”

The age difference between the two is destined to have no scandals, not even gender taboos. But even so, the old man is still a self-respecting old man...... It's okay to be carried on the back, if he is held and appears in front of everyone, what face will he have to come out to meet people in the future?

Rong Zhao continued to say with an expressionless face: "...... I can ask my classmates to carry you away. ”

As she spoke, she turned her eyes to the side behind her, and sure enough, she saw Abujos who was watching with her arms crossed her arms at some point, and was standing there watching the play with great interest, and the latter was very happy when she noticed her gaze, and happily raised her arm to say hello: "HI, what a coincidence." ”

The old man was startled and glared: "When did he stand there!"

"About ten minutes ago. Rong Zhao was very calm: "Because it won't be useful anyway, so I didn't care about him just now." After a pause, he added: "But because you seem to mind the matter of being carried by me, I think you are probably more acceptable to him." ”

The old man had a black line: "Do you call that your back?

“…… Don't worry too much about the details. ”

"It's not the details!!"

Rong Zhao felt that it was really difficult to communicate with this old man, could it be that this is the so-called generation gap in everyone's mouth?

Conniving not to continue to refute the other party, Rong Zhao sighed, beckoned to Abhos to come over: "Although I don't know how the specific lì qi is, I think he should still be able to carry your head on his back." ”

Abjos walked over with a smile and a good temper, squatted in front of the old man and glanced up and down with interest: "Oh, venerable watchman?" and then turned his head and winked at Rong Zhao with a cute face: "You actually think I will be willing to carry him?"

"If you just came to watch it, I probably wouldn't have ......found out," Rong Zhao paused, and then refuted this statement himself: "...... Of course, you can't do it with your skills, but at least you won't be in our sight. ”

This kid is still quite capable of pretending in front of outsiders, and since he has appeared, he must be ready to intervene to help.

Although he may not have noticed it himself, Abjos's behavior pattern is actually very easy to analyze, and in Rong Zhao's opinion, he only has two forms, one is disguise, and the other is blackening...... The former doesn't need to be explained, the warm and sweet little angel is simply synonymous with him, and it is because of this that the classmates are so sought after by Abhos, otherwise do they really think that it is enough to have a face?

Blackening is also easy to understand, in front of people who know their true colors, or in front of people who want to be stimulated, Abhos is unabashedly free of himself, as much as he can hate it, for example, you can refer to the current attitude of the members of the base and Song Qingqing towards him......

There is no threat like the old man, who has no use value for Abjos and no need to turn his face, so he is probably disguised as a caring little angel. So to sum up, it is nothing to let this person sell his labor at this time.

Sure enough, Abjos just smiled noncommittally when he heard this, and then turned his back seriously, and turned his head back sideways like a sunny boy who was enthusiastic about helping people: "Come on, your feet are probably not suitable for moving yet." Then he paused, and added with some malice: "Although the medical team of the stranger has carried out treatment with a bag, the physique of ordinary people is still too poor." ”

The old man didn't grasp the point, and asked Rong Zhao while lying up, "This kid also has special functions?"

Rong Zhao helped on the side: "Hmm." ”

The old man was surprised: "Are you all in the class?"

"......" Rong Zhao glanced at the old man speechlessly: "No, there are only three." ”

"Who else is there?" the old man thought the number was quite unbelievable, but at least it was better than the whole class.

"Song Qingqing. ”

"Who?"

Rong Zhao thought for a while: "The one who secretly steamed your bacon in the kitchen at 23:47 last night." ”

"Oh, that girl. The old man finally came to his senses.

Abjos: "......"

I always feel that this topic is going so weirdly.

Not willing to be lonely, Abhos stood up with the old man on his back, chuckled as he walked, and inserted the topic in a brisk tone: "I heard you talk about a very interesting topic just now, what is your grandson's name?"

Rong Zhao frowned slightly and glanced at him.

The old man didn't know the details of Abhos, pursed his lips and replied a little uncomfortable: "Yan Heng." ”

"Yan Heng?"

Abhos repeated the name, winking at Rong Zhao with a smile from an angle that the old man couldn't see: "I think I've heard this name somewhere." ”

Rong Zhao's footsteps froze, and her gaze instantly condensed, but soon, she readjusted before she was noticed.

The old man didn't have time to pay attention to Rong Zhao's abnormality, he was shocked by the words in Abjos's mouth, and soon his eyes lit up with joy: "You know my grandson, have you seen him?"

"Probably. Abhos was careless, no longer looking in Rong Zhao's direction, carrying the old man on his back with brisk steps, and casually responding: "Where have you heard of it? It really seems to have an impression......

Rong Zhao's fingers were secretly clenched under his sleeves, but his face was still expressionless and cold. Just before her patience was about to reach the limit, Abjos suddenly changed her words, and she grinned and continued, "But maybe it's because the name is too ordinary." ”

When the words fell, the other two people present felt relieved at the same time.

It's just that one person is like a boulder falling to the ground, and the other person feels empty.

“…… The joke is not humorous at all. The old man's face darkened, and he pursed his lips and refused to speak again.

"yes, I'm sorry. Abhos glanced at Rong Zhao and smiled disapprerovingly: "Next time I want to have a humorous one." ”

……

"Yan Heng"

Outside the gloomy and dark cell, a person who couldn't see the expression on his face melted into the darkness and calmly asked the people in the cell, "Do you want to go out?"

The prisoner sat casually on the ground, his limbs were wrapped in heavy iron shackles, and after a long time, he slowly raised his head and laughed: "Rong Zhao is willing to let me go?"

"You set fire to the volcano to murder ordinary people, and she won't let you go. The man in the dark said in a cold tone: "But as long as you want, we naturally have a way." ”

“……”

In the middle of the night, the sound of the chain finally came out of the prison, and one hand grasped the cold iron bar: "Let me out." (To be continued.) )