Ever since Marijuana and Zhao Xiaoling brought back the news that Chen Yu was swallowed by the white-haired lion, the old beggar has always been like this. Confused, looking up at the sky from time to time, his eyes are dim, and his body is getting weaker and weaker day by day.

Those dim eyes, where is the spirit of Xiao Chenyu, who originally carried it, to Shahai City to perform. Xiao Chenyu, but he has always been the spiritual pillar of survival.

If it weren't for the encounter on that snowy day, the old beggar would have left this world and gone to the new Pure Land World. For the old beggar, perhaps Xiao Chenyu gave him the reason and hope to live.

He is the sun, the best compensation for the cruelty of Heaven to deprive him of everything.

The old beggar opened his eyes dimly, his neck turned, and his gloomy gaze swept over Marijuana and Zhao Xiaoling. With his hands on the ground, he stood up in a trance. Now he is struggling to even get up.

"Hasn't the pillar come back yet?" he asked in a hoarse voice.

"No, not yet, grandpa. Zhao Xiaoling hurriedly replied, his expression still timid. I don't blame her for this, after all, the state of the old beggar is gloomy these days, and it is difficult for people to get close.

"yes...."

"Grandpa, don't worry, Brother Zhuzi's place of work is in Shahai City, as long as there is any news from the Adventurers' Association, Brother Zhuzi will know soon. He took the wooden bowl, pot and spoon beside him, and filled the bowl of broth from the crockpot, "You better drink some soup first, otherwise when Brother Zhuzi comes back with Chenyu, you won't be able to carry it." ”

Straightening up, the old beggar looked at the marijuana heavily, took a deep breath, shook his head and sighed: "I'm not hungry, you and Xiao Ling'er drink it first." ”

Hemp's eyebrows loosened slightly, as if he had dispelled some concerns.

.......

Outside the temple, the sun was warm, the yellowed grass was sparse, Xiao Chenyu stopped his pace, lowered his head and gasped slightly, and his yellow little hand leaned on the trunk of the old vine tree, gently stroking.

Looking at the temple close at hand, this child, who had been away from home for a long time, suddenly burst into tears.

He's finally back.

It's still that kind of wall, that kind of brick, that kind of house, everything, so familiar, so reassuring. Here, it is a harbor that can make Chen Yu's heart get sustenance.

"Quack!" The black crow in the sky stretched its wings and jumped down, fluttering on Chenyu's shoulder, shaking the swarthy bird's head, and constantly looking at his little master.

"This is my home. ”

Muttering, Chen Yu took a step and slowly approached. Removing the short sword from his back and greedily breathing a few breaths of the nearby air, this feeling of peace of mind made him obsessed.

At this moment, he swore that no matter what, he would protect this hard-won peace of mind until the moment he was poisoned and died.....

Rattle.....

The crow neighed, followed by the faint sound of footsteps.

Chen Yu raised his head violently, and the moment his eyes fell on the temple gate, the whole person was stunned.

The yellowish complexion, the wrinkled streaks, and the gray, sunken pupils......

The old beggar stood with a stick that served as a crutch, nay, not so much a stick, but a branch that broke directly from the tree, and was left to the wind and rain, without the slightest decoration.

Just like the old beggar at this moment, the candle in the wind is facing the possibility of extinguishing at any time.

The old beggar raised his head blankly, looked at the old eyes in the direction of Chen Yu and was stunned, and the whole person was as if he had been bombarded by thunder and lightning, and he was instantly stunned.

Letting go of the crutches, the black and yellow fingers rubbed his eyes, and then his eyes widened vigorously, and he looked directly at the figure in front of him without blinking. It wasn't until a dozen seconds later that the old beggar's silent eyes gradually glowed.

"Yes.... Pursing his lips, the old beggar's eyes widened: "Is it the little stone back?"

Although the voice was hoarse, the confidence was full of longing.

"Yes...... ，... I, Grandpa, Little Stone is back. Choked up, Chen Yu ran briskly towards the old beggar.

"......." looked at Chen Yu who was walking quickly, the old beggar did not hesitate, let go of the crutches in his hand, opened his hands, and hugged Chen Yu in his arms.

The palms of the hands are clenched tightly, and the yellow skin is even more prominent.

"I'm back grandpa, I'm back, I'm back!!"

"Well, well, it's good to come back, it's good to come back....." The cloudy liquid couldn't stop slipping from the sunken eyes, and although the old beggar's eyes were crying, his face was smiling, a happy smile.

The real touch of the flesh in his hands told him that his grandson was back, that his beloved grandson was back. He is not a fantasy, not a fiction, but a real person.

.........

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?

"Yes, grandpa, didn't you say that you want to take a break in the old vine tree? Why do you shout so loudly?"

At this time, the sound of marijuana and Zhao Xiaoling faintly came from the temple, and then, two figures, one large and one small, slowly emerged from the temple gate.

"Marijuana, Xiao Ling'er!"

Marijuana and Zhao Xiaoling's faces changed suddenly, and the whole person was stunned for a moment. smashed his mouth, but he didn't dare to take a step towards Chen Yu.

"Brother Hemp, do I miss Brother Chenyu too much, you see I'm hallucinating. ”

"Chenyu, Brother Hemp really didn't deliberately leave you to run away that day, he really couldn't help himself, Chenyu, ......" Marijuana cried with a sad face, with a sad face.

The old beggar and Chen Yu frowned slightly, and a touch of inexplicability flashed in their eyes.

Chen Yu, who suddenly appeared at this time, had a huge impact on them, and it could be said to be shocking. One had been missing for months, and was still under the roar of a white-haired lion.

This really made Marijuana and Zhao Xiaomeng unbelievable. At this moment, at this moment, they subconsciously thought that Chen Yu was a ghost, a ghost who returned to visit relatives.

You must know that the black crow brought back the news that Xiao Chenyu was caught by the White Tiger Village that day, but they were not scared half to death. Although the old beggar was entrusted with the reward offered by Shahai City in the past, no one could guarantee that Chen Yu would be rescued safely.

Bandits and bandits, but they have always been brutal and ruthless. Torture captives and kill hostages, this is a common thing. Plus Chen Yu has a short arm and short legs, what is the use of them bandits?

It's already good that they weren't killed in the first place, where do they dare to expect anything. To be honest, they didn't have the slightest hope that Chen Yu would come back alive, they just simply echoed the old beggar so that the latter should not be too sad.

Glancing at the old beggar slightly, Chen Yu looked at Marijuana and Zhao Xiaoling, and asked with a slight hesitation: "You two, don't you think I'm dead?" ”

"Isn't it?" Zhao Xiaoling wondered, "Could it be that Brother Chenyu is really not dead?" As he spoke, the fear that originally existed in the depths of his pupils gradually dissipated.

"Could it be that Brother Chenyu is really not dead?"

Looking down at Zhao Xiaoling, who was surprised and asked again, the panicked marijuana gradually calmed down, relieved his breath, and thought silently in his heart.

It must be that the little stone is not dead, it must be that the little stone is not dead, it must be that the little stone is not dead......

On the other side, Chen Yu, who was held in the arms of the old beggar, suddenly grinned, chuckled twice, and said, "You really think I'm dead." ”

After a slight pause, Chen Yu continued: "You guys really think too much, I didn't die, I just had an accident and didn't come back in time." ”

.........

Along with the narration of marijuana and others, the time came to night. In the clay pot hanging on the fire, the broth boiled and boiled, and the water was added and added, and it was still not over.

The old beggar rubbed Chen Yu's little head, his face was full of kind smiles, and his withered yellow face was even more radiant, where was the dying and kind appearance before.

"That's really thrilling, little rock, you almost can't come back. After hearing Chen Yu say that the earth was cut open by a woman's sword, the old beggar's heart was raised to his throat.

"Yes, Brother Shi, that woman is really too much. If you don't agree with each other, she will cut people with a sword, just like a shrew. Hmph, Xiao Ling'er won't be so unreasonable in the future. ”

"Xiao Ling'er will be obedient in the future, stay honest, and no one will bully. There is food for grandpa, and there is a stone brother to play, how good. ”

The old beggar smiled kindly, and Chen Yu silently glanced at Zhao Xiaoling, who had an eager face, and didn't dare to speak.

.......

At this time, Marijuana, who had been listening with his head down from the side, suddenly raised his head, looked directly into Chen Yu's eyes, and asked, "So, how did you come back in the end, Xiaoshi?"

I guess what's going on over there in Shahai City, right?"