Just as I was drinking and chatting with the crowd, a voice suddenly broke the harmony.

"What's the matter with you? I said I couldn't come in, so why do I have to come in? It was a bartender who was trying to stop a beggar who was trying to come in and ask for some leftovers, and he was not polite when he spoke.

The beggar was very old, and his ragged clothes were thin and dirty, and the neck was full of carbuncles, suppurated and bleeding, and he looked terrible.

Everyone stopped laughing and turned to look at the old beggar.

The old beggar's lips trembled, but he could not speak, he was still dumb and could not speak at all.

"Let's go, it's impossible to allow you to come in here and ask for food......," the bartender said impatiently, "If you want to eat, wait outside, our shopkeeper will bring you some porridge every day, just wait." ”

The old beggar did not go, but gestured, and made a "ahhhh

"Old dumb," said one of the drinking guests, "is your grandson sick again?" Why just refuse to leave? ”

When this man spoke, the old beggar immediately clasped his fists and saluted, nodding his head again and again, indicating that this man had guessed well.

The man sighed, "Your grandson can't live at all, so why do you beg every day to heal him?" It's hard to ask for some spars, and I'm reluctant to eat and drink, and I'm suffering myself and my children, so why bother? ”

The old beggar had tears in his eyes, but he gritted his teeth and did not leave, his eyes clearly telling everyone that he would do his best to save his grandson and would never give up any hope.

Someone on the side asked curiously, "Do you know him?" ”

The person who spoke earlier said: "He was originally a rich man in our area, and when he was young, he was lazy and lazy, eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, and causing trouble. It is the object of everyone's scolding, and it is also the object of everyone's disgust. Perhaps it was God's punishment that after he was old, his family property was burned down by a fire, and he became what he is now...... Hey, his family died in the fire, and he was left with a smoky throat and his grandson who was burned half dead...... It's all retribution. ”

After hearing this, everyone nodded their heads, as if they agreed with this person's words.

I quietly watched all this in front of me, and said slowly: "Then his grandson, how is the injury?" ”

The man who told us about the old beggar continued: "When the fire broke out, his grandson was left to sleep in his room by his parents because he was too young, and the older ones could not get him out in time...... The limbs were burned out of shape, and there was no good place in the whole body. Originally, we all thought that he was certain to die, but I don't know what method the old dumb man used, so he has been delaying it until now......"

I glanced at the old beggar and said slowly, "Let's go, take me to see your grandson." ”

The old mute just couldn't speak because of his bad voice, but he heard it very clearly, and he looked at me as if he had seen a savior, bowed heavily, nodded his head again and again, and babbled in thanks.

I got up with a smile, walked to the door of the Moon Tower, looked at the old beggar and said, "Let's go, I'll buy you some food on the way." ”

The old beggar took out a crumpled piece of white paper and a broken pen, and wrote a line on the paper quickly.

I watched the old beggar finish writing, sighed, and said to him, "I'm not a medical fairy, and I may not be able to help you." But I'll do my best, you can rest assured. ”

Perhaps it was my words that made everyone here excited, and they actually put down their glasses for the time being, got up together, and wanted to follow me to see what was going on.

Curiosity is a common trait of human beings, and I feel it deeply, and it's no surprise.

Led by the old beggar, our group came to the outside of a dilapidated old building.

There are signs of a fire in this building, and if you look at the traces, the fire has been going on for some time.

"This is the old mute's original mansion, which was the best in our area at the time, but unfortunately after a fire, that's all that's left."

One of them sighed and said, "If we wanted to go in before, it wouldn't be easy." ”

I looked at the broken bricks and tiles in front of me, sighed secretly, and said to the old beggar, "Where is the child?" ”

The old beggar bent over to lead the way, and after a few steps, he looked back at me, as if he feared that I would not follow him in.

I smiled and raised my feet, striding after the old beggar who was hurrying to lead the way.

In a small corner of the room, I saw a dirty, messy bed, on which lay a weakly breathing, severely disabled child of four or five years old.

After I only glanced at it, I couldn't help frowning, sighed and said, "With such an injury, there is no other way than to save its primordial spirit and reshape its physical body. ”

The child's limbs were gone, and only one body remained, still covered in scars.

In some places, because the injury has not recovered, there is still pus and blood flowing out, and it seems that death is really not far away.

The old beggar shook his head and wrote down a line.

The old beggar meant, he has no way to do what I said, let alone protect the child's primordial spirit, even if it is to temporarily save the child's life, he has already done his best.

I knew that what the old beggar said was true, so I took out a small pill and handed it to the old beggar: "This is a little pill, if you give it to the child, the injury will definitely get better." As long as the child lives, I will find a way to give him a new body and help him come back to life. ”

The old beggar looked at me, as if looking at some ancient god, and the expression on his face slowly changed, and finally turned into complete gratitude and worship.

The old beggar took the little pill I gave him, and his trembling hands seemed to crush the pill at any time, but he never did.

He fed the dying child in front of everyone and took Xiao Huandan, the child was very difficult to swallow, but he had a strong will to survive, and he cooperated with the old beggar very much, and took Xiao Huandan with difficulty.

The healing effect of Xiao Huandan is excellent, and soon after the child takes it, his breathing is significantly smoother, and the scars on his body are recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

How can the efficacy of Xiao Huan Dan be so obvious? Could it be that this child is not an ordinary child, but a special constitution similar to the Eucharist?

This child doesn't seem to be simple, my heart moved, I raised my hand and touched the child's head covered with scars, and the power of the primordial spirit slowly entered the child's body.

After a moment, I withdrew my hand, confirming my previous judgment.

This kid is really extraordinary, his physique is different from ordinary people, so it's no wonder that he was burned like this, and he hasn't died until now.