In my current situation, this peace of mind is clearly out of place. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"As long as we destroy the Yin Land, our situation will be eased a little," I thought to myself, and there was never a shortage of words to comfort myself, because it would give me strength.

The old man watched his surroundings and walked into the lobby in the center of the courtyard, where the tables and chairs were quite clean, all made of mahogany, and looked quite old.

Looking around a little further, some of the closed doors were hiding something terrifying, but now there was nothing in the field of vision that resembled the main body of the Yin Earth.

"Who is it?!"

The old man's head suddenly turned to the side and roared loudly.

I looked along, and as soon as the old man's words fell, the door on the side of it suddenly trembled, as if something had stirred it.

"Let's go, let's see," the old man made a discovery, waved at us, and led the way.

Approaching, there are some faint palm prints on this door, I took out the palm and measured it, it is much smaller than my own, it should be a child's palm print.

The old man booed, slammed the door, and walked in.

It's very simple, with tables, chairs, beds, a cabinet, a dresser, and there is no one to be seen.

The old man winked at me and Zenyi, and then walked to the edge of the bed and sat down.

Zen and I split into two sides and rummaged through some places where we could hide, and when we found that there was still nothing, we nodded to the old man together.

The old man laughed evilly, and then jerked his head down and looked under the bed.

I thought there would be something terrible waiting for us, but when the old man looked up again, he was carrying a child who was only half the size of my body, and the child had a little cry in his mouth, whimpering, and was pulled out by the old man by his clothes.

"Woo woo wow wow, let go of me, let go of me" The kid kept kicking his legs and stretched out his fist to smash the old man's face, "Bad guy, bad guy, go away, go away"

"Boy, give Lao Tzu some points!" The old man was upset when the boy was smacked in the face, and he put the little fellow on his lap.

"Let go of me, you wicked people," the boy struggled even harder, and almost slipped off the old man's legs.

When the old man saw this, he put his palms together and struck the child's ass at once.

With an extremely crisp "snap", the child instantly quieted down, followed by an even stronger cry.

"Still crying, still making trouble?" The old man's face was a little unbearable, and he said viciously again.

Immediately, his palm fell hard, and there were several loud "slaps", and the child who was in pain couldn't make a sound and stopped sobbing.

The old man saw that he was quiet, so he put him down and stood on the ground, he rubbed his red eyes, and did not dare to look directly at the old man.

"Say, where are you from, why are you crying in this courtyard?" The old man asked the child with a fierce face.

"I didn't make a fuss," the child retorted bluntly.

"Huh?" The old man pretended to stretch out his palm.

"I'm here, this yard is mine," the kid was startled and hurriedly said.

"The yard is yours?" The old man frowned and said suspiciously, "What about your family?" ”

I also sound a little suspicious, after all, this kid's appearance is a little strange, there is a chaotic scene outside the yard, is it a bit unreasonable that he can survive in such a fallen place?

"Family?" The child was stunned, "I don't have a family."

"Don't have a family? So how did you give birth? The old man glared at him and asked.

"I'm an orphan!" the child's eyes rolled, and he said categorically, "I'm an orphan!" ”

"Orphans?" The old man touched his chin, nodded hesitantly, and then took him with him and walked to our side.

"You take him first, and I'll go to another room with Zen to have a look, and if there's any danger, shout loudly," the old man handed me the child's hand, and immediately showed a look, and said without thinking.

I responded to his gaze, grabbed the child's hand tightly, and then the old man and Zenyi went out and went to another room.

I looked around the room and found it dim, so I took it upon myself to take the child into the lobby and sit down with him.

Strange to say, when the naughty child came to me, he didn't say a word, and his eyes kept following the figure of the old man in and out, and he paid no attention to me at all.

"Hey, little one," I cried helplessly.

He didn't look back, just squinted at me and said, "I'm not a little guy."

"Oh?" When I heard this answer, I became interested and asked, "And what are you?" ”

He turned his head, looked at me like a fool, and looked away again.

I was a little angry, when I was treated like this, I turned his face directly with my hand, and said fiercely: "You give me a little peace, otherwise ......"

"Otherwise what?" He didn't look scared at all, but interrupted me with a smile and said.

When I saw that he looked harmless and couldn't say anything threatening, I said, "Otherwise, I'll spank you!" ”

"Slightly" he stuck out his tongue and said sarcastically, "I'm not afraid"

"You're ......!" I had nothing to say, so I squeezed his hand hard until he let out a cry of pain, and then I snorted and gave up.

The old man and Zen Yi parted ways, and after a while, they all walked through all the rooms, and they all came to the lobby with a look of non-discovery.

"Nothing?" I guessed a rough idea and asked.

Zen nodded, and the old man said, "No, the place where the silk thread guided me is here, how can it be ......?"

Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly turned his head to look at the child in my hand.

This glance surprised the child, and his head, which was not afraid of heaven and earth, suddenly lowered, looking aggrieved.

"Don't pretend to me," the old man grabbed his ear and said, "Tell the truth, who are you?" ”

"Who can I be, am I just a child," the child cried out in pain and replied word by word.

"Really?" The old man said.

"Really" the child looked up at him with a sincere expression.

"If you don't tell the truth...... the old man picked up a bamboo rattan out of nowhere and shook it in his hand.

"Don't don't, don't" The child seemed to be afraid of this, and stood up in fright, and shook his head vigorously as he looked at the old man.

"Then tell me, whose child are you?" The old man smiled siniverly and asked.

"I am ......," the child thought for a moment, turned his head, and said, "I am the son of the owner of this courtyard......"