Boro crossed the streets back to the East End, which was different from the scene in the North End. But everyone who walked down the street had a look of fear and anxiety on their faces.

"Is there something going on here?" Bourro took out the task list, and asked while completing the task.

When he came to the eighth of the fifteenth column, Boro knocked on the door, and it was a long time before an old voice came from the courtyard.

"Who~ya~"

"Uncle, I'm from the Exorcism Guild, and I'm here to help your family get rid of rats!"

"Oh, oh. Don't worry, I'll open the door. ”

Boro took two steps back, feeling as if someone was secretly watching him.

It took a while for the door to come through with the sound of the deadbolt opening.

"Uncle, I'm here to help you get rid of rats. Boro held the task sheet up to the old man.

"Well, I know. Come in, rat killer. The old man struggled to move his steps to make way for Boro to open a gap that barely allowed one person to pass.

"I'll help you in. Boro walked over and whispered in the old man's ear.

"Okay, good," the old man nodded, rubbing his feet against the ground and moving into the yard.

"I'm sick in my legs, and I can't walk as fast as a mouse. In this house~ I don't know when a nest of rats came to steal food all day long. It's been okay for the past two days, and it's been a little bit off."

While listening to the old man's words, Boro looked at the courtyard in front of him, and Zhao Dabao's house could be said to be exactly the same, the only difference was probably the things placed in the yard.

At this time, in front of them was a pile of clay bottles, and it seemed that this should be the main job of the old man.

"Uncle, you just sit here, I'll go inside and have a look. ”

"Good, good. The old man shouted in a loud voice.

Boro pushed open the door, and an inexplicable smell came out of the room.

The light in the room was a little dimmer than that of Zhao Dabao's house.

Boro, the "rat who stole the grain," removed the prepared tools from his waist, which he had bought for the extermination of the rats.

"I didn't expect it to sell for ten dollars for such a small thing," Boro complained, and it was too expensive. Fortunately, on this task list, I bought an assistance tool on the way to this task.

Boro took the incense candle and smoked all corners of the room, but in the end he found no trace of the rats.

"What about the rats" Boro began to wonder and walked back into the courtyard. The old man was found sculpting a clay pot.

"Uncle, are you sure that the food in the house is eaten by rats"

The old man was interrupted by Boro, and the old hand couldn't help but tremble a few times, but because of these few tremors, the newly formed crockpot collapsed.

A pair of cloudy eyes were stunned for a long time, not knowing what they were thinking.

Bourro thought he hadn't heard and asked again, "Uncle, are you sure it was a rat?"

"What else could it be if it wasn't a rat!" The old man started a fire inexplicably, perhaps because he had just caused him to destroy the crockpot just now.

Boro bowed to him, "I'm sorry, uncle, I don't want to disturb you." I just searched around the house and didn't find any traces of rats. Could it be that someone else stole the food?

For example...... People"

"I'm the only bad old man here, how can there be anyone!" The old man didn't know why his emotions became more agitated.

Borro couldn't figure out the situation either

"Let's go, let's go, you can't find a mouse, call someone who can find it!"

The old man was about to stand up as he spoke, but his legs did not allow him to stand up.

"Uncle, don't get excited. Maybe it's really my own problem, but I really didn't find any traces of rats after looking around. However, I encountered a similar situation at Uncle Zhao's house yesterday, and he thought that it was the imp who stole things.

But in the end, I realized that it wasn't a kid at all, but a child. A human child with an emaciated body. ”

Boro observed the old man's performance, and he seemed to have guessed the reason.

Otherwise, there is no way for the old man to live alone with his current appearance, maybe his children will come to take care of him every day, or maybe someone else will take care of him.

"You, you" The old man didn't know what else he could say, and his speech began to become indistinct.

However, Boro did not dare to say any more, after all, if the old man fainted because he was too emotional, he would be a little sorry for his conscience.

Unless it's someone who wants to hurt themselves, I'm not going to kill them right now.

Boro left the task list behind, "The mission is complete, and the rats in the house have been eliminated." But maybe there are some little mice hiding somewhere, and I can't find them for the time being. ”

He waved his hand to the old man, walked out of the yard, and closed the door with him.

After a long time, the old man kept staring at the door, and a ghostly child came out of the room. When he saw that the stranger was gone, he hurried to the door and bolted it.

"Grandpa, are you alright? The boy asked with concern, and he saw that there was a lot of sadness in the old man's eyes. "Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing. The old man blinked, and two lines of hot tears flowed through the ravines, and finally fell on the mud tray on the ground.

The boy just stared at the old man, he didn't understand why he was crying. And he didn't have the means to ask anyone.

"My child. The old man hugged the boy and cried bitterly, his voice hoarse.

He remembered the boy who had worked with him in this yard, when he was as old as the child in front of him.

It's just that he was taken away by those people, and I don't know where he took him, and he hasn't come back until now.

Old friends who used to be familiar with each other have also left here one after another, and not all of them are old and dead. Most people are useless because they are too old. He was decisively expelled from the kingdom, and he should have been expelled. Fortunately, if this child suddenly appeared, if he hadn't helped him make some crockpots, maybe he would have been reduced to fertilizer for Noda by now.

The boy just stood there dumbfounded, he did not dare to go against the old man's wishes. He never wanted to go back to that cold, hungry place again.

Boro stood by the wall and did not leave, although the voice was small, but he still heard a small voice coming from the courtyard behind the wall.

He looked up at the sky and was silent

"Maybe when I find all the Lust Demons, and find the White God through the Winter Ghosts, she'll have a way to help me solve this problem. ”

After all, this kind of thing can't be solved by his own wishful thinking alone, he needs to find a way. I also want to find righteous people who pity this group of people as much as I do.

(End of chapter)