"If there is a special sacrifice, with the help of magic, it should be possible. ”

"But what if that person doesn't have any magic in him?"

"That's weird, but there are many mysteries in this world, and even if such an ability appears, it's possible. ”

While talking to Frank, Alan walked to a wooden house.

The owner of the cottage took the family to Boulder City to join his relatives, leaving behind some worthless and difficult things to take away, such as beds.

When Alan walked to the hut, he saw little Jerry not far away.

Little Jerry's face no longer had the previous smile, at this moment, his brows were furrowed, and his little hand wanted to open the door several times, but it retracted.

As if having made up his mind, little Jerry gritted his teeth and opened the door.

"Why did you come back so late?"

A female voice came into Alan's ears.

"I ...... I went to see Uncle Jerry's show. ”

"Who is Uncle Jerry?"

"Uncle Jerry knows a lot of mouse friends, and Andy does somersaults......"

"What? You actually made friends with that rat-like man?"

"He's Uncle Jerry, not a mouse-like man!"

"You'd better stay away from him, with this kind of weird person, sooner or later you'll be bad too!"

Seeing that little Jerry didn't speak again, the woman continued.

"What's the matter with the wound on your face, it can't be Balk's fight again, right?"

"How many times have I told you not to provoke those bad boys, and when you see them, take a detour......"

"But they came to me on their own initiative, and they wanted to snatch my bread!"

"Nonsense! If you didn't do something bad to make them angry, how could they hit you for no reason!"

A boy's cry rang out from the room.

"Jerry, Mom wants you to be a good boy, instead of doing naughty things all day long, and making friends with bad people with bad intentions, who knows if you will be abducted one day......"

Alan didn't want to listen any longer, he opened the door of the wooden house in front of him, ignored the already dusty wooden bed, and lay down directly.

Looking at the cobwebbed ceiling, Allen's mind recalls a conversation between little Jerry and his mother.

He began to sympathize with little Jerry for having such a parent.

What flies don't bite eggs is all self-deceptive bullshit.

Children are bullied, and they don't want to figure out the ins and outs, but blame their children for not being well-behaved enough, this kind of person is really unworthy of being parents.

Alas...... I didn't expect to encounter such a superb thing after crossing over.

Alan, who couldn't sleep, told Frante everything that happened today.

After all, in this world, it is the aborigines of Frante who have more to say.

"I'd suggest you investigate the origin of that old Jerry tomorrow, if there is no trace of magic on him, then there must be some other oddities. ”

"If the investigation doesn't come up with anything, then you can spy on him and see if he has any secrets. ”

"Good. ”

After chatting with Frank, drowsiness gradually welled up in Alan's heart.

The sun hadn't fully risen, and Alan had woken up.

After many sacrifices, his physical fitness has improved many times compared to before.

Even if he didn't sleep with a quilt, he wouldn't feel the slightest cold, and the amount of sleep he needed to regain his energy was greatly reduced.

Walking over to the horses that were still stored at the village chief's house, Alan took some rations out of his bag.

It's a little dry, but it's still ingestible.

"Magic ...... Magician, why are you here?"

The village chief wanted to enjoy the morning breeze, but as soon as he opened the door, he saw Alan holding dry food and pestle at the door of his house.

"Village chief, do you have milk at home?"

"There is ......"

Half a minute later, looking at the magician sitting in front of him, with bread in one hand and a cup of hot milk in the other, the village chief wanted to cry a little.

He had also seen one or two magicians who came nearby to solve the commission, and the other party was arrogant, but he would not eat and drink like the person in front of him, and he would ask for money.

But at the thought of the rat monster wandering outside the village, and the hopeful gaze of the villagers, the village chief decided to swallow this breath.

"Tell me about that weird man. ”

Alan took a sip of milk and said.

"The man, it seems that he was driven out of a village in the distance, he seems to be able to talk to mice, very strange, I used to see that he didn't seem to have any malice, and he could bring some fun to the villagers, so he let him live here temporarily, who knew that after he came, there were traces of rat monsters outside the village. ”

"Ever since Tom's accident, everyone has been suspicious of this man, but because there is no evidence, and his performance is good, he has been like this. ”

As soon as the matter of old Jerry was mentioned, the village chief's words suddenly increased.

"Magician, have you found something?"

"If you need to kill him, please don't worry, he doesn't look like a good person, and the villagers can understand. ”

"No, not yet, it's just that he's a little weird. ”

Looking at the village chief who sighed in front of him, Alan didn't know what to say.

The village chief is going to kill himself when he comes up, and if old Jerry is killed just because he is a little weird, then he will die too unjustly.

After leaving the village chief, Alan wanted to go around the outskirts of the village to see if he could get rid of a few monsters, but when he passed by the grove not far from the village, he heard some sounds that shouldn't have appeared.

"Little mouse, yesterday because of the old mouse, you escaped, today I asked you to take the initiative to come out and be beaten, you still dare to resist?"

"Don't call him an old mouse, he's Uncle Jerry!"

"Ha, I'll just tell you how he looks like a thief, it turns out that he is really in the same vein as your little mouse!"

"Then that makes sense!"

"Yes, you are a little mouse, the uncle of the little mouse, isn't it an old mouse!"

"Hahaha!"

In the grove, there was a burst of boys' laughter.

Alan frowned and ran briskly towards the grove.

In the woods, several older boys were surrounding Jerry, and the leader of them was grabbing Jerry from the ground.

Jerry Jerry heard several older boys making fun of his Uncle Jerry, his body trembled, and his two small hands kept waving towards the face of the leading boy, but because of the large difference between the two sides, he was just waving in the air.

"Do you dare to resist? I think you really don't want to live......"

The leading kid Wang looked at little Jerry, frowned, and just wanted to punch the little mouse in the face to make him sober up.

At this time, all the children present heard a man's voice.

"Stop. ”