Chapter Ninety-Two: The Upper Path

"They're coming to us." Qian Lang pondered: "I don't know what they want to do?" ā€

"Come to us and talk to us." Leng Xingyun replied categorically.

"How do you know?" Zhang Fan asked.

"Guess." Leng Xingyun said lightly: "According to the performance from yesterday to today, if they don't want to join the gang, there is no reason for them to follow us." ā€

"If that's the case, do we say yes or no?" Zhang Fan asked.

"You can join forces along the way, and you don't need to talk about it." Leng Xingyun said to Zhang Fan: "This has to be said by you, the president of the Expedition Mission Society. ā€

At this point, seeing that the two had approached, they immediately silenced, stood up and quietly watched the two walk in front of them with a smile.

Fang Zhou said apologetically, "I'm very sorry! After being rescued by you yesterday, I didn't recover from the panic and grief of being hit by an avalanche and the loss of four classmates, and I forgot to ask the names of the three lifesavers.

After we came to our senses, we wanted to ask your name and make friends with you, but because we missed the best time, we felt very embarrassed, and I was afraid that you would not like us, a few fledgling interns, and did not want to make friends with us.

So I'm struggling with you all the way. After a day of struggle, I finally mustered up the courage to make a formal request to you to make friends. By the way, I want to join you guys. ā€

Only the last sentence is the point.

Zhang Fan and Qian Lang felt that Leng Xingyun's guess was really accurate, so they turned around at the same time and looked at Leng Xingyun standing behind them with admiration.

Then looking back, Zhang Fan smiled and said to the two: "We are explorers, my name is Zhang Fan, and I am the president of the Expedition Mission Society.

His name is Qian Lang, and he used to be a martial arts coach and won the national martial arts championship and the individual championship. Now, it's my assistant and bodyguard.

His name is Leng Nebula, and he is ......."

Zhang Fan thought that he had only known Leng Xingyun for a day, and this person didn't talk much, so he didn't want to mention his own affairs. So I don't know much about him, and I really don't know how to introduce him to others, so I hope that he can introduce myself.

"I—I'm a knot, a stammer, no, not really, can speak, talk. The family is too poor, the conditions are too bad, I drop out of school, fight, work, just, ah...... Follow him, they, also, probe, probe...... Explorer, mission club, club, club.

Tube, tube, eat, manage, have, sometimes give, give a little zero, odd spend, very, very, very good. They are all good, good, good people. ā€

I don't know if Leng Xingyun will feel tired when he talks like this? But the three people who listened to him all felt hard for him.

Ark was surprised and puzzled, and said: These two are some capable explorers, how could they bring such a useless little oil bottle with a language disability, and it seems that their intelligence is also affected?

After a short period of surprise, Su Xiaojing looked at Leng Xingyun sympathetically, and said in her heart: This young man is very good-looking, but unfortunately he is a serious stammer, and he still has to work to support himself in such a situation, which is really hard!

And Zhang Fan was surprised by Leng Nebula's sudden 'stuttering', and wondered: What is Leng Nebula doing? It's so decent, how do you pretend to stutter?

Although Qian Lang was also a little surprised, after all, he had seen it when he was in the Devil Valley, and admired it in his heart: This guy is simply a good material for acting, if he goes to be an actor, he will definitely win the best acting award, or he will be directly named the actor!

But jokes are jokes, and brains are brains.

Qian Lang understood that the last time he was in the Demon Valley, Leng Xingyun's disguise was unrecognizable and cowardly, because he met Professor Luo's gang. And this time, he disguised himself as a speech-impaired person, and it must have been for some special reason.

Although you can't conclude that those interns are not good birds because of this, you have to be careful.

Now that Leng Xingyun has been camouflaged and paved the way, let's go along the way!

So, Qian Lang pretended to be fierce and reprimanded Leng Xingyun: "You little stammer!" It's not good to talk, but it's quite neat to answer! Did you get you to answer? It's really ignorant! Also, remember for me in the future, adults don't have the right to intervene when children talk, so I'll stay aside! Do you hear that? ā€

Leng Xingyun pretended to be submissive, nodded and said with difficulty, "Listen, listen, hear...... Finish. ā€

Then, Qian Lang sneered at the two of them: "I'm sorry, this kid is like this, and he can't keep up with it here." ā€

Qian Lang pointed to his temple, and the two of them understood in seconds, so they curiously asked Qian Lang about the situation of Leng Xingyun and why they took him on an expedition?

"Well...... Qian Lang looked at Zhang Fan, "It's still up to our warm-hearted president to answer." ā€

"Me?" Zhang Fan saw Qian Lang throw the question to him to answer, and he couldn't laugh or cry. Although they didn't know what medicine Leng Xingyun and Qian Lang were selling in their gourds, they didn't ventilate in advance.

Zhang Fan, who was helpless, could only accompany them to act and make up: "That's the case, one day an old couple in tattered clothes came to our club to lead the child, saying that they wanted to find him a job.

The old couple said that they were waste pickers with no fixed place to live, and they did not know why they never conceived a child when they were young, and they did not give birth to such a son until they were forty-five years old. It was later discovered that the child could not speak at the age of three.

They took the child to the hospital with the savings they had saved for the rest of their lives, and found out that he had congenital aphasia. It's just that the vocal cords are fine, but the simple brain reflex area is dull and can't speak.

The doctor said that they were fortunate to have come early, and if it had been a few years later, the child would have become mute for the rest of his life. Later, after three months of language training treatment, the child was able to speak the way he is now. But his family had no money to continue the treatment, so it was delayed.

Later, when he went to school, he was listed as a disabled student and exempted from tuition, so that he barely completed his junior high school coursework. After dropping out of school and staying at home, his parents took him to find a lot of work, but they were reluctant to accept him because of his language disability.

When they found me here, Qian Lang and I didn't want to accept him, but the old couple said that they were scavenging all year round, and life was already very difficult, and they had to raise children, so their bodies had already collapsed, and they didn't have a few years to live.

The only thing they can't let go of is this child, and they want to find a way for the child to live, as long as they can have a job, take care of food, housing and clothing, even if they don't pay them.

As for his future, it depends on his fate. Life is long and life is short, and they can't care about whether they live well or not. So I relented and took him. ā€

"Oh, I see." Fang Zhou smiled and praised: "You are really warm-hearted and good people, and now in society, there are fewer and fewer good people like you." ā€

"You've won a prize." Zhang Fan smiled modestly and said: "It's a time when people inevitably have compassion, I believe that if it were you, you would do the same, right?" ā€

"That's a must!" Fang Zhou replied with a smile, and then changed the conversation: "Oh yes, I proposed the matter of joining the gang just now, have you considered it?" ā€