The boy ran very fast and was very familiar with the area, turning left and right for a while, always blocking Wu Cangyuan's gaze with the help of various obstacles.

Takekura Moto's speed is much faster than that of ordinary samurai, and running in the mountains and forests is comparable to that of a well-trained ninja. But at this time, even if he used all his strength, he couldn't catch up with the boy in front of him.

Is this still a child?

Recalling the plot, Wu Cang Yuan knew that the boy was often hungry and had to steal food, even pig feed, and was often chased and beaten. So, his speed was honed in this way.

Suddenly, the boy ran for a while, braked suddenly, stopped, and hid in the bushes next to him. behaved abnormally, so that Takekura Yuan had to stop and look ahead of the boy.

Could it be that someone is intercepting it ahead?

Takekura Yuan ran up the trunk of the tree and landed on a thick branch.

Standing on the branches, he finally noticed a few wooden houses in the distance ahead. That's where the boy lives now.

In front of the wooden house, an old man was hoeing. The old man was about seventy years old, his face was dark and wrinkled, and his back was bent, looking at him like that, everyone knew that he didn't have a few years to live.

The old man couldn't see or hear, and no one even knew behind his back. It stands to reason that such a person can only survive on others, but not only can he be self-sufficient, but he can also accurately land the hoe in his hand in the field, turn the ground over, and not a single hoe falls where it has already been hoeed.

On closer inspection, three men with knives appeared behind the old man.

The moment he found the three people, Wu Cangyuan was shocked, knowing that the three people were the murderers of the old man, he immediately pulled out the wooden knife on his waist and jumped off the branch.

The three of them are bandits who came here by accident.

"Husband! Did you catch it? Miyin came as soon as possible and asked.

Wu Cangyuan turned around and hurriedly said, "The three of you stay here, I'll go and save someone." With that, he turned around and ran in the direction of the hut.

Without instantaneous steps and no spiritual power, his movement speed can be said to be reduced to the minimum, and he can only run to the best of his ability.

"Stop!" As soon as Takekura Yuan rushed out of the woods, he shouted at the three bandits.

But he was still a step too late, and one of the bandits stabbed the katana in his hand into the old man's lower abdomen and cut a hole horizontally.

If there is spiritual power, Wu Cangyuan is not afraid, but without spiritual power, he can't use the Hui Dao, and he doesn't have the magic to heal, so he can't do anything about such a serious injury.

One of the thieves kicked open the door and looked inside, thinking that there was something valuable in it. Because the old man was kicked by the bandits, he realized that the person who came was not a boy, and immediately ran to the door of the house to block everyone, so the bandit thought that there was something valuable in the house.

Among the other two, a bearded bandit rushed towards Takekura Yuan and shouted, "Come here if you want to die." ”

Wu Cangyuan was holding a wooden knife in his hand, so the three of them felt that Wu Cangyuan was just hot-blooded, and if he really wanted to fight, it was absolutely impossible to be the opponent of any of the three.

Wu Cangyuan jumped forward, and in a whirl in the air, the wind blade brought up by the wooden knife directly split the rushing bandit in two.

"Please! Come on. The seriously injured old man hugged the bandit who kicked the door and pleaded.

Another bandit was about to draw his knife when suddenly a boy rushed out from behind. The boy looked fierce, his hands clutched his katana, and as soon as he appeared, he slashed the bearded bandit.

The remaining bandit was so frightened that he immediately aimed the tip of his katana at the old man's back, ready to stab him, when suddenly he heard something in his ears and looked up.

The sight in front of him frightened him, and he was so frightened that he forgot what he was going to do.

Wu Cangyuan condensed the strength of his hands, forming a strong wind pressure, and the wind pressure flew out, forming a translucent crescent shape, cutting through the ground for more than ten meters. The wind scythe was fast, and in the blink of an eye, it reached him, cutting off his hands together.

Fortunately, Takekura Yuan controlled his strength, otherwise the old man under his feet would have been injured by the wind sickle.

The bandit who was cut by the boy was also frightened and wanted to get up and run away, but as soon as he got up, he was stabbed in the heart by the boy.

The three bandits were solved by Takekura Yuan two and the boy one in the blink of an eye.

"Grandpa!" The boy dropped his katana, rushed forward, hugged the old man and cried loudly.

The old man was not the boy's own grandfather, but he was the first person in the boy's life to accept him, besides his parents.

Wu Cangyuan glanced at the injuries on the old man's body and shook his head, with the medical skills of this world, it can't be saved, even if he brings the mountain and wild birds over immediately, it won't help.

After touching the boy's hands, the old man smiled and said, "All burned, you're fine, it's okay." After discovering that the boy's left hand was the palm of his right hand and his right hand was the palm of his left hand, the old man did not think he was a monster, but smiled and said, "These hands are really interesting." ”

"Someone helped us." After the boy finished speaking, he suddenly realized that the old man could not hear, and he didn't know how to explain it to the old man for a while.

The old man didn't know that anyone else was there, and said, "Help me up, help me up." ”

The boy immediately lifted the old man up, and then followed the old man to the back of the house.

At this time, the third daughter also came out of the woods, and after discovering the scene in front of her, Takahara Chiyo was surprised: "Young master, are you okay?" ”

Wu Cangyuan shook his head, followed the old man, and walked towards the back of the house, and the three girls immediately followed when they saw this.

Soon, the old man staggered to a pile of rubble, leaned down and lay on the pile, holding the pile, his face was calm, and his consciousness began to blur.

The piles of rubble are not randomly placed, but graves.

It was the grave of the sick boy when the boy came here.

Because the boy wanted to survive, he ate the sick boy's food.

Eventually, the sick boy died of severe illness and starvation.

The sick boy was called all burned by the old man, and the boy has survived in his place to this day, even by name.

"Grandpa, you, why are you protecting me? Why didn't you just run? The boy suddenly realized something, hugged the old man and cried loudly.

Wu Cangyuan smiled: "If you were someone else, I would also protect you at that time." ”

Because, too, the boy is a poor man.

Just because his left hand is the palm of his right hand and his right hand is the palm of his left hand, he has been forced to the brink of death by this world for as long as he can remember, and in order to survive, he has to fight against fate.

"You already knew that I didn't burn everything, I hurt everything, but why do you want to protect me?" The boy cried loudly.

The old man could not hear, could not see, could only feel the sadness in the boy's body.

"In the dark, I think about a lot of things, and a lot of times I think about what I live for, for old age and infirmity? Is there any point in struggling to live for this body? It doesn't make sense, at that time, I picked up Ji Yao, he was seriously ill, at first he could eat a little food, but then he couldn't eat at all, the day after you came to my house, Ji Yao took advantage of you to go out, told me about you, and he also said, his death is near, please I leave his share of the meal to you. The more he spoke, the weaker he became, and at last he could barely hear a voice.

Wu Cangyuan said lightly: "I'm sorry, I'm a step late. ”

The boy didn't blame Takekura Moto, but hugged the old man and cried bitterly.

"You grow up day by day, that's the meaning of my life in this world, all burn, go down the mountain, go to contact others, although you have been slighted, cursed and chased countless times, but the warmth of the world is still worth pursuing, thank you, all burned, I have been my son for two years." After the old man finished speaking, he went to life and died.

The boy cried even more sadly, and even the three girls were moved, and they were rarely quiet for a long time, without saying a word.

After crying for a while, the boy put down the old man, bowed to Takekura Yuan, and said, "Please teach me kendo!" I, I want to live. ”