There are clouds blocking the crescent moon that is not very bright, and the surroundings are darker, maybe Xuanyuan Mingyue has been too strong all the way, and the spirits hidden in the shadows do not have the courage to challenge again, and the surroundings are suddenly much quieter, and even the frogs and insects have disappeared a lot. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A little spark appeared in the empty field, and Xuanyuan Mingyue looked up, and it turned out that there was a farmhouse not far away.

She didn't plan to spend the night, so she didn't think much about the farmhouse with the dim firelight, but there seemed to be a strange sound in the farmhouse, intermittently.

Don't come here~

Don't come here~

Help me~

The voice was childish, it sounded panicked, desperate and helpless, it was a boy, Xuanyuan Mingyue instantly became alert, and his steps were faster.

Approaching the dilapidated farmhouse, Xuanyuan Mingyue kicked open the hidden door, which was also in disrepair, and it was so unkickable that it collapsed on the ground and turned into a few wooden planks.

The sudden appearance of the scene in front of him made Xuanyuan Mingyue's breath turn angry, and the hand holding the sword became green because of the angry clenching.

The obscene and sloppy beggar, his dirty hair was full of dead knots that could not be untied, messy, like an ownerless bird's nest, and the shroud made of all kinds of rags and strips on his body had been untied by him, and he was supposed to be weak and pitiful, but now he was so fierce and hideous.

His gaze was eager and greedy, and he pressed the boy who cried miserably with his legs, and with his dirty hands he was impatiently tugging at the boy's body, as if ready to ......

The beggar was startled by the sound of the collapsing door, and his cloudy eyes kept rolling. Before he could think of a countermeasure, Xuanyuan Mingyue raised his sword and pierced his two palms.

Ah, my hands ~ my hands ~ The beggar wept bitterly, and rolled on the ground with his hands outstretched. Xuanyuan Mingyue was thinking about how to deal with him, but she felt that the corners of her clothes seemed to be being dragged urgently, again and again, eager and panicked.

It's the boys.

The boy cried so hard that he could barely breathe. Because he hurt his throat from crying, he could only scream at this time, and he couldn't say any complete words.

He seemed to be a little afraid of Xuanyuan Mingyue wearing the mountain ghost mask, but he still pulled the corner of her clothes with the only remaining hope.

The boy saw that Xuanyuan Mingyue finally looked back at him, and suddenly felt hope in his heart, and kept pointing to the water tank in the corner.

Xuanyuan Mingyue glanced at the beggar who was still rolling on the ground, and walked towards the water tank in the corner.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Mingyue felt that she had seen all the darkness in this world, and her mood also fell to a low point.

The little girl's eyes widened, and she looked at the roof from the bottom of the tank, her whole body was blue and purple, and there was no good place, and the red blood dried up on her legs, and she was dead.

Xuanyuan Mingyue only felt that her eyes were a little black, and her head seemed to be a little dizzy. She closed her eyes and steadied herself, and then the sword made a poignant arc in the air like a white rainbow.

Before the beggar could make a sound, he fell to the ground with his eyes open. A sword piercing the heart is the only mercy that Xuanyuan Mingyue can give him.

Untied the black robe on her body, Xuanyuan Mingyue wrapped the girl's body in the black robe with a heavy mood and hugged her out of the water tank.

Suddenly it began to rain, and there was lightning and thunder outside the room, as if the heavens were also mourning for the little girl.

Xuanyuan Mingyue wanted to let the little girl enter the warehouse for safety, so she braved the thunderstorm to dig a deep hole in the back of the house. The boy followed behind Xuanyuan Mingyue inch by inch, and stubbornly tidied up the hole with his small hands.

After the two had buried the little girl, it was already the middle of the night, and the rain had stopped, so Xuanyuan Mingyue went back to the house and lay down for a while, and the boy followed her like a little tail.

The farmhouse seemed to be abandoned, dusty and the only warmth was the dancing campfire on the ground.

As if afraid that Xuanyuan Mingyue would leave by herself, the boy stared at her tightly while looking at the fire.

Xuanyuan Mingyue was really tired, and she didn't care about the boy's gaze, so she fell asleep by herself.

Under the dancing bonfire, the boy suddenly ripped off Xuanyuan Mingyue's mountain ghost mask, and his stunning face was warmed and peaceful by the bonfire.

"Sister," Seeing Xuanyuan Mingyue open her eyes a little unhappily, the boy hurriedly handed the mask back to Xuanyuan Mingyue and said, "Sister, I just want to remember what my benefactor looks like, I'm sorry." Afraid that she would be angry, the boy kept apologizing.

The boy's eyes were clear and pure, without a trace of evil thoughts, and although Xuanyuan Mingyue was a little unhappy, she still forgave him, turned around, and fell asleep against the other side of the wall.

In order to hurry, Xuanyuan Mingyue left the farmhouse as soon as it was dawn, and set fire to the abandoned farmhouse by the way.

The boy followed behind Xuanyuan Mingyue step by step, without a trace of relaxation in his heart, he was afraid that Xuanyuan Mingyue would leave, and he would fall into the wrong hands.

Xuanyuan Mingyue also knew the boy's worries, so she slowed down her pace, although the two were still separated by a distance of several meters, but she would not let the child chase hard.

"Sister," the boy suddenly ran close to Xuanyuan Mingyue, and said warmly, "There were bad people who arrested me before, and they asked my family for money. They locked myself in a small house. I found a hole in the house and sneaked out. Later, I met the young lady, and later I met the bad guys. ”

Listening to the boy's words, Xuanyuan Mingyue nodded, indicating that she knew.

It seems that the child was kidnapped, and if he gave it to the government, he would probably find a home. Xuanyuan Mingyue listened to his accent, which seemed to be the accent in this area.

Before noon, Xuanyuan Mingyue and the boy walked out of this wheat field, and occasionally met other people on the path, although they couldn't speak, but Xuanyuan Mingyue still gained a lot of useful confidence with his sensitive hearing.

Three miles further on, there is the town of Duli, which guards the town of Jewel Mountain.

After walking for another quarter of an hour, the tall city gate stood in front of him, and seeing the familiar scene, the boy instantly rejoiced, and said with a happy smile to Xuanyuan Mingyue: "Sister, I know here, my father took me out to play." After passing the city gate, you will be able to reach my house by a carriage for half an hour. ”

"Hey, look, isn't that the little boy of the Song Mansion, why is he here?" The soldier guarding the doorway chatted curiously with his companion.

The other soldier listened to his companion's words, looked at this side suspiciously, and said, "That is, there are no servants around, and the hair is messy, isn't it ......?"

"Otherwise, we will send the little boy back, after all, it is the ...... of the Song Mansion," a few soldiers whispered, "It just so happens that we are going to change shifts." ”

The boy turned around to find that his big sister was gone, and several soldiers were walking towards him. (To be continued.) )