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The huge pain was overwhelming, and the little beggar was already unconscious, but he was so painful that he subconsciously dodged around. But the shadows of the sticks in all directions were like a net, and no matter how she hid or retreated, they poured down like a heavy rain, and greeted her without pity.

The little beggar forced himself to open his eyes and looked up. What fell into her eyes, in addition to the criss-crossed stick shadows, was the fierce and cruel eyes that stared at her. That malicious gaze was even more terrifying than the hungry jackals in the mountains. The little beggar couldn't help but shed tears of fear. She no longer had the strength to cry out loud, and she only whimpered and whispered: "Ah Die, Ah Die, where are you......"

Where is Adie, and where is Shifang City?

Ah Ling felt that she might never be able to go to Shifang City again......

Any living being often has a premonition about his own death. Some animals stop eating on their own, while others find a place to sleep on their own. This is also a kind of biological instinct.

Soon after Ah Ling left home, she felt that her body was quickly weakening. She didn't know that in order to bury the corpses of the villagers, she stayed with everyone day and night, and was reluctant to leave even half a step, so she had already been contaminated with corpse poison. Moreover, the summer is hot, and the corpses decompose very quickly, and the speed at which the corpse poison spreads even more. If it weren't for the stubbornness in her heart, she just wanted to bury everyone well, so that everyone would not become a lonely ghost after death, where would she be allowed to come out alive? I'm afraid that death would have been a long time ago.

However, after leaving the valley, Ah Ling felt that her body was becoming less and less obedient: she was walking more and more slowly, and it became more and more difficult. It seems that every step requires the strength of the whole body. A foot seems to become not one's own. The eyes gradually became unable to see clearly. The chest cavity was stuffed with cotton, and no matter how hard you breathed, you couldn't breathe in any fresh air. The body is hot and cold, cold as if it is immersed in a frozen river in winter, and hot as if it is roasting in a stove in summer. And in her little head, it was already difficult to gather her thoughts. Even in a state of confusion, he didn't realize his situation, and only remembered Sima Jian's words: Go to Shifang City. Go find Adie.

Thanks to this obsession, step by step, she even climbed over the heavy mountains and came to this distant Siping Town. Otherwise, maybe she fell in some corner of the mountain and never came out again.

Ah Ling only walked here, and finally couldn't hold on, and fell down at some intersection.

It's not surprising that there are also occasional homeless people passing through Siping Town. If you encounter someone who is sick or injured, everyone will also be kind enough to help you. However, most of the kindness in this world is not without a bottom line. That can only be done without harming oneself. When everyone sees that this little girl is infected with the epidemic, then no one can be calm.

At this time, Ah Ling's consciousness was already in chaos. She felt almost nothing except the pain that was endlessly conveyed to her internal organs and even every cell in her body. I only vaguely knew that there were many figures around me. She didn't even think that these were really others, but she felt that this must be the ghost of her grandfather, the ghost of Brother Jian, and everyone......

Ah Ling felt that she was really about to die. Maybe everyone is waiting for her. Perhaps, as long as she closes her eyes for a long time, she will be able to see everyone's faces again.

Ah Ling smiled and stretched out her hand to everyone.

But the faces of the residents around the audience all changed: this is going to be touched by her, so what is it okay? Everyone immediately did not need to greet them, and they scattered in all directions with a "hula" sound. Ah Ling's body was weightless, and she fell to the ground softly, unable to get up again.

Ah Ling woke up from time to time. Occasionally, in a brief moment of sobriety, she realized that she had come to a strange place. A place many times larger than the village where it grows. She would also get up and walk, asking passers-by where she was going. But for some reason, everyone refused to approach her when they saw her, either running away as fast as they could, or hitting her with something at hand, beating her, and blowing her away.

In the face of life and death, who would feel pitiful for such a little girl? Even if they think she is pitiful, this is by no means a reason to accept her. On the contrary, everyone was terrified, and they all felt that if this little beggar continued to stay in the town, sooner or later he would harm everyone. So, there was a scene where the strong men in the town gathered together and tried to drive her out of the town.

Naturally, the intention of the townspeople was only to expel her and fend for herself, and it was not true that she would be beaten to death. After all, it is more troublesome for a person to die than to live.

"Let's go, get out of here!" The strong men shouted while fighting: "If you don't leave, do you really want us to kill you!"

Ah Ling understood what she said. However, she was already terminally ill, and she was just a breath away from death, and she could avoid a little limited but useless avoidance, which was already the limit of her ability, how could she have more strength to escape and leave?

The shopkeeper of the restaurant looked at her with pity. Not only the shopkeeper, but also the residents of the town slowly gathered from all sides, all looking at it from a distance. On people's faces, it is impossible to tell whether it is sympathy or indifference.

The man who walked out of the restaurant was also like a passer-by watching from a distance, and his gray eyes didn't seem to reflect any light even in the sun. Colder than anyone else, and staring at that side without emotion.

Ah Ling finally ran out of strength and fell to the ground in mourning. The sticks were still beating her hard, and her beaters were still yelling at her. Her mind was incomparably clear. It's almost time to get back to the light.

Grandfather...... Brother Sword......

Adie......

"Hey!";" Oops......;" Don't die!"...... Just when Ah Ling's consciousness was gradually blurred, he vaguely heard a messy cry from the crowd in the distance. Her eyelids moved with difficulty, and she slowly opened them with the last shred of strength. Who knew that this time, instead of the dusty rolling earth, it was a pair of silver boots that I had never seen before.

"She's going to die. A voice as clear and nice as a stream in the mountains spoke faintly above Ah Ling's head. Although it was about his own life and death, Ah Ling felt that when he heard this voice, even the burning of his body was reduced by a few points.

"You...... Who are you?"

"Don't meddle in your business, this little beggar is infected with the epidemic, we must drive her away today and kill her!"

"Yes, get away!"

"Kill or die!"

The clear voice added, "...... Then, if you really beat her to death, how can you drive her out?"

"This ......" A few strong men obviously hesitated. Indeed, if this little beggar is dead, who will get her out? Who would dare to touch her body? Originally, the attitude of the crowd was to drive her away while she was not dead. She always had feet herself. However, no one expected that the condition of this little beggar was already hanging by a thread, and he could no longer walk on his own.

Phew! How did she get here!

The man's gray eyes turned. Everyone was stunned when they came into contact with it: these eyes, if you look closely, are really good-looking...... I heard him say in an ordinary tone: "Hengzhu, I'm also leaving, let me take her away." ”

“……”

"Ahh The crowd was in an uproar, and even the few strong men closest to them couldn't help but take a few steps back, with a look of horror and disbelief on their faces.

This man...... Isn't this man sick in the brain? This little beggar is sick like this, he dares to hug it casually?

However, the man's slender right hand was firmly supporting the little beggar's waist at this time, and he nodded slightly to the two strong men in front of him with a calm expression: "Thank you." Please give way. ”

The two strong men were dumbfounded, obviously unable to react yet. But when he saw him open his long legs and slowly walk towards him, his face flashed to both sides in shock. Suddenly, the man had already walked far along the road with the little beggar in his arms. Everyone who regained consciousness was speechless, and looked regretfully in the direction he left:

It's a pity. What a good-looking person.

It turned out to be a neuropathy......

The people of the town were talking, and gradually dispersed. Soon, the streets returned to their former calm and desolateness.

"Ah Zhong...... Ah Zhong, what are you doing standing there? What are you doing, hurry up and work, the shopkeeper will teach you a lesson in a while...... Hey, Ah Zhong, what's wrong with you?"

Ah Zhong, the shopkeeper who had been standing at the door of the restaurant and watching the excitement, turned his head stiffly, with a smile on his face that seemed to be crying, his lips squirmed a few times, and he made a voice that changed his tone, and said tremblingly: "He...... He's not human. He's really not human. I, I saw ......"

God knows, when they talked before, they commented that the man did not look like a real person, but they only felt that his appearance was a little good-looking and excessive, and his demeanor was much more elegant and noble than that of ordinary people...... It's just different from ordinary people. Where do you really think he's not human? But ...... But he just saw it. He stood behind the man, and no one else might have noticed, but he had been watching him leave the restaurant and walk to the little beggar. He could see it clearly: the strong men in the town had passed the sex, and they didn't have time to regain their momentum when the man suddenly broke in. The last few blows of sticks, but they all hit him.

But to say that it all hit him, this is not necessarily.

Ah Zhong clearly saw that the few sticks seemed to fall on him, but in fact, they didn't hit his body at all. Not even a piece of the corner of the clothes was touched. It was as if he was shrouded in an invisible diaphragm that kept all offenses out.

Ah Zhong only felt a chill on his spine rushing to the back of his head: obedient, this ...... This can't really be a spirit made of something!