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But it turned out that his idea was just an extravagant hope.

Since he woke up, he has been in an extremely tense rhythm of life, to avoid pursuit, to investigate his identity, to investigate the case, one link after another, he has not had much respite.

When he was in the forensic profession, he was a notoriously hard-working Saburo, a workaholic, and had very little sleep.

At this time, he still hadn't been able to get a good night's sleep.

The same is true in the underground world of the Yelang people, who had just ended the chaotic battle during the day, and planned an ambush at night, seeing that the Black Fox Army was destroyed, and the scene was cleaned up, there was still more than an hour before dawn, Yang Jing, who thought that he was so sleepy that he could fall asleep when he lay down, began to toss and turn again.

Along the way, his mentality has also changed greatly, even people like Sun Erniang, he believes that she can change her ways, from the beginning of disdain, to the later sincere acceptance, this process even Yang Jing himself felt a little at a loss.

Even now, he still didn't dare to think about a question, Sun Erniang was not a good person, but why did he tolerate her so generously?

In his own team, whether it is Zong Yun or Lu Baiyu, or even Song Ci's daughter Song Fengya, they are not not a good class, after seeing Cao Crouching Tiger step on Fang Shiyi's head, this question made Yang Jing even more entangled in his heart.

What are you trying to do?

Is it really just to be able to live longer, to be able to suffer less for the common people of the Great Song Dynasty, and really to stop the iron hooves of the Mongols? Do you really have the ability? Or is your determination in this matter really so great? Can you do whatever it takes to accomplish this goal, and can anyone be co-opted into your own team?

These problems do make Yang Jing feel very troubled, although he has a careful thinking and a more diligent attitude than others, but his life experience is not enough for him to face these troubles calmly.

He had also thought about finding someone to talk to, but he didn't know who to turn to.

Wang Buliu is well-informed and skilled, but he is too old to get answers to many questions from him, but in this regard, Wang Buliu will not easily give himself advice and guidance.

Zong Yun is a stuffy oil bottle, he can't beat a fart with three poles, and even he himself is struggling with why he must restore the sect, so don't expect to enlighten Yang Jing.

Song Fengya is a handsome girl who envies the heroic days of the rivers and lakes, although she is thick and fine, she is not suitable for heart-to-heart communication, because it looks awkward and pretentious.

Lu Baiyu is the type of eldest sister next door, and it seems that she is a good person to talk to, but in fact she is a Gu master, and like Sun Erniang, she has problems in nature from the three views.

Feng Ruochen was able to communicate with each other, but he estimated that he was about to start verbally teasing Yang Jing without saying a word or two, Yang Jing was really depressed in the face of this seemingly coquettish big sister, but he was afraid that he would not be able to control it and do something.

Needless to say, Xu Fengwu is a fart worm, and Yang Jing can also see that Xu Fengwu is already a dead crush on Song Fengya, and he actually has a lot of hostility towards Yang Jing, and the friendship between the two has not reached the point of friendship, and Yang Jing doesn't want to be shallow and deep.

After combing it out like this, Yang Jing actually had a problem, the more friends he had, the more lonely he became, which really fulfilled this sentence.

Hengzhu couldn't sleep, so Yang Jing walked out of the temple.

At this time, the night wind was cold, there was a light rain at the entrance of the sinkhole, Yang Jing did not have an umbrella, the bleak wind and cold rain hit his face, the whole person was a lot more sober, open-minded, and the tangled things were temporarily forgotten.

He walked on the platform of the temple, smelling the smell of blood on the ground, and felt like a world away, and walked around, feeling bored, and was about to go back and lie down on the corpse, closing his eyes to recuperate, but at this time, he saw that in the corner of the temple, there was a small Luozhi man!

This Luozhi man also seemed to have appeared Yang Jing, desperately shrinking into the corner, his big watery eyes full of fear.

In Yang Jing's impression, this is very rare, at least since he entered the underground world for so long, the Luozhi people he has seen, no matter how humble and poor, their eyes are full of fierceness and vigilance, and there is very little fear.

Yang Jing walked over slowly, and the Luozhi people had no way to hide, so they could only lean their backs against the wall, holding an obsidian blade in their hands.

Yang Jing has been recognized among the Luozhi people, whether it was in the cave before, or later using the spirit song to awaken their blood and fighting spirit, or defeating the Bamboo King, and tonight's ambush.

Everything Yang Jing has done has been recognized by the Luozhi people, and it can be said that there is no one in the Luozhi people who does not recognize Yang Jing.

This Luozhi man is still very young, and he can't tell whether he is a man or a woman, he is dirty, and he has no clothes on his body, but his eyes are as clear and clean as the blue sky and the ice lake.

The language barrier, Yang Jing was also very worried, thought about it, then took out a small piece of leftover flatbread from his arms and handed it to the Luozhi man.

Luo Zhiren was timid, not daring to reach out to take it, Yang Jing looked at the big cake, it was really dry and tight, so he tore off a small piece, put it under the eaves, let the rain wet and soak softly, and then stuffed it into his mouth, and ate it slowly.

The Luozhi people seemed to be tempted by Yang Jing's eating appearance, although they only secretly swallowed saliva, but the voice was very loud, Yang Jing couldn't help but smile, and handed over the flatbread again.

This time, Luo Zhiren did not refuse, he stretched out his hand, quickly snatched the flatbread, did not soak in water, and directly tore and gnawed it.

Yang Jing looked at his thin body bones, looked at the skin on his arms and body that was gradually invaded by the stone magma, and couldn't help but sigh lightly.

"If you could live on the ground, you wouldn't be in this situation..."

Yang Jing whispered to himself, he really couldn't figure out what kind of world would persecute a nation to such an extent.

In his heart, it is actually more suitable to let Luozhi people become the administrators of the imperial court in the southwest, after all, it is an indisputable fact that Wei Zhenxian colluded with the White Bull Sect.

If it really succeeds, why can't these Luozhi children put on their clothes, sleep on their beds, look at the sun, and smell the grass and the spring breeze?

The tangled mess in Yang Jing's heart seemed to have unraveled a lot, thinking like this, Na Luozhi suddenly covered his throat, his eyes were as big as copper bells, and he was choked after eating too quickly!

Yang Jing didn't have time to think about it, he hugged the child Naluozhi, put him on his lap, turned his back to himself, and then passed his arms through the child's ribs, hugged him, let him lean forward slightly, squeezed his upper abdomen hard, the child coughed twice, and finally spit out the big ball of bread that couldn't be swallowed!

Yang Jing uses the Heimlich maneuver, which is effective for both children and adults, and is the standard first aid method commonly used to rescue the airways blocked by foreign bodies, which has saved more than 100,000 lives so far, and is also applicable to drowning victims.

The Luozhi child was held by Yang Jing and hurriedly struggled, Yang Jing thought that the child was afraid of him, and immediately let go of him.

After the child broke free, he did not flinch, but reached out to pick up the flatbread paste on the ground and stuffed it into his mouth, as if it was the most delicious thing he had ever eaten in his life!

Yang Jing's heart was like being pinched by an invisible hand, and the knots in his heart were finally unraveled.

He took off his robe and draped it over the body of Luo Zhi's child, who had a big cake paste in his mouth, and turned his head to look at Yang Jing, like a flattered young beast.

"They are people, not beasts... This world is not right!" Yang Jing only had one thought in his heart.

Seeing that the Luozhi child was still picking up the crumbs of the cake on the ground, Yang Jing stretched out his hand to stop him, then took his hand and told him in sign language that he wanted to take him back and give him some food.

However, the big clear eyes of the Luo Zhi child showed sadness and a different kind of anger.

His gaze subconsciously moved to his legs, and Yang Jing saw that his legs were as small as hemp rods, and he was born deformed!

The Yelang people have selected the strong since birth, and the healthy ones will be trained to become tall Luo Demon people, while the thin and crippled ones can only become outcasts, and they are not even qualified to be slaves.

It is a miracle that this Luozhi child has survived until now.

Yang Jing pinched his hand, only then did he realize that his hands were already full of calluses, and he estimated that he could only walk with his hands on weekdays.

At this time, Yang Jing suddenly remembered that when he was the only time to appear as this Luozhi child, he was worshipping the temple!

This kid should be in the slums, and if he wants to reach the top of the mountain, he says that he doesn't have this qualification, and even if he does, he must pass through the slums, drive a canoe, and climb all the way up from the bottom of the mountain!

It is a healthy person, and it takes more than half a day to reach the top from the foot of the mountain, and this Luozhi child with disabled feet actually climbed to the top of the mountain with his hands!

He may have nothing, but he still has the faith of the ancestral spirit, he did not complain about the injustice of God to him, he just worshipped the temple religiously, just like the other Yelang people, because in his heart, maybe he regarded himself as a normal person, and he also hoped that other compatriots would treat him as a normal person.

Yang Jing couldn't know what he was thinking, but this child's actions really made Yang Jing see a lot of things, in this dirty and dark underground world, this child was the only light Yang Jing saw.

Yang Jing carried the Luozhi child on his back, his body was too thin, so it was very light, but Yang Jing felt like he was carrying a big mountain, like carrying an unattainable dream.

He carried the child back on his back, boiled water in the grotto, wiped his body, and soaked jerky and flatbread in water for him to eat.

When the pit gradually lit up, Yang Jing carried the child on his back again, and climbed to the ground through the chain bridge.

He will never forget the light in the child's eyes when he saw the vast sky, the peaks around the valley, the wider world beyond the peaks, the grass on the ground, and the dense forests.

There was still a light rain in the sky, and Yang Jing felt sorry for the child that he couldn't see the sun, the blue sky and white clouds, but the child silently shed tears.

At that moment, Yang Jing was relieved of everything.

He heard the child repeating a word in his ear: "Alan... Allen... Alan..."

Yang Jing turned his head, squinted and smiled: "Ailan, a nice name..."

The child was a little confused, because he couldn't understand Yang Jing's language, but he smiled, as if the dark clouds in the sky had been dispelled.

He stretched out his calloused little hand and gently wiped the rain from the corner of Yang Jing's eyes...

Yang Jing shouldn't have looked at the child's smile anymore, he raised his head, looked at the ascension platform above the valley, and muttered: "This world is not right, everything is wrong..."

Yang Jing likes to explore the truth, this world is not right, he also hopes to find out the problem, and then, solve the problem!