Chapter 395: Wutong's Unsolved Memories of Chang'an (2)

In the Rifle Inn, the shopkeeper just brought hot tea.

Sanssouci had just touched the little boy's pulse, and it was fine, but he was a little malnourished.

It is also strange to say that this little boy has delicate and fair skin, not at all like he has experienced wind and frost, but like a rich boy who has been pampered since childhood.

Could it be that he was abducted and trafficked?

Although she has never been to this world, she has read a lot of books, and immediately made a decision, when he wakes up, she must ask about his life experience.

If he was really trafficked, he had to find a way to help him find his home.

She held the little boy's head in one hand and fed the hot tea into his mouth spoonful by spoonful with the other.

After a while, he woke up.

Wu Wu saw his eyelids move, and said, "You're awake, this shop doesn't provide food, only tea, I have some packaged food here, if you're hungry, eat a little!" ”

When he opened his eyes, he looked at the girl in front of him fixedly, as if something was flickering.

After a long time, he said, "Okay." ”

Hearing this, Wu Wu smiled and took out buns and pastries from the package, as well as half a roast chicken.

Well, she ordered two, and only ate one and a half.

However, she eats very well, not as much as she usually eats, and how much chopsticks she dips, so the half of the pull is still quite clean.

The little boy was very hungry and swallowed his saliva when he saw the food, but he looked good when he ate, and even had some aristocratic temperament in it, which made Sansso-Wu very puzzled.

She watched the little boy eat quietly, and waited until he had finished eating, and then asked, "Where are you from?" Is it trafficked? Do you need me to take you home? ”

There was a hint of horror in the boy's eyes, and carefree did not slip out.

She didn't quite understand whether he was hearing the fear of trafficking or the fear of his family.

"You have to make it clear before I can help you!" She said.

After a long time, the little boy said, "I have no family." ”

Carefree pouted, and said in my heart that there is no family! Forget it, if she doesn't say it, she won't ask.

"What's your name?" She changed the subject.

The little boy pursed his lips and said, "I, my name is Sycamore." ”

"Oh, my name is carefree, nice to meet you." The girl said with a smile.

He looked at the smile on the girl's face, and some emotions were rising in his heart, but he still said lightly, "Thank you." ”

"No thanks." The girl remembered the question she hadn't asked before, "By the way, you said that there are ghosts and monsters in the City God Temple, and the people there called Hanako are crazy, what's the matter?" ”

It suddenly occurred to her that the person in front of her was also that kind of profession, and this title seemed a little unfriendly.

Just as I was about to change the way, I heard the little boy say slowly: "There are people coming to the City God Temple every day to deliver food, but I can't get it, so I came to the city." ”

"However, there was nothing to eat in the city, and I was so hungry that I fainted in the alley a few times, and then a kind man gave me a bowl of rice soup."

"It was a little late that day, and I was about to go back to the City God Temple to rest, and then I saw that those people who used to grab food from me were called Hanako, and they were all dancing like crazy, and I wanted to tell them to stop, but they didn't listen."

"Then there was a youkai who ate Hanako, and I was about to run, and then suddenly a ghost with a long tongue sticking out appeared, and then I fainted."

After the little boy finished speaking, he pursed his lips and looked at the girl.