The farmer who came out of the hut saw Luo Xue, the worry on his face was hidden, and he immediately said excitedly: "My lord, why are you here, please come in!"

While saying this, the farmer invited Luo Xue into the house. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's just a pity that there's nothing to entertain you here. The farmer searched left and right, and finally found a complete wooden chair and moved it to the hall.

It's said to be a hall, but it's actually a small room

"It's okay, I don't pay attention to those etiquette. Luo Xue hurriedly waved her hand, then touched her head and said, "I just came to see the young bird and your son." ”

At the mention of his son, the farmer's eyes dimmed, as if he had mentioned his sadness.

Luo Xue keenly observed that the farmer's brown hair had turned white. This is something that shouldn't have happened relative to his age.

Last night, he rushed to a neighboring town, only to find that the church was closed.

"The priest of the town has been called by the temple and has returned to the city. The farmer's tone was full of desolation: "I don't know when the priest will return." ”

In the nearby town, all the ailments are treated by the priest, because of the existence of the priest, there is no need for the existence of the small pharmacy, there is only a foot doctor who practices medicine everywhere. After the farmer hired a doctor, he only shook his hand when he saw the farmer's son's injury, left some herbs and left.

In this way, the serious injury of his son may be delayed for a while, but his condition is very bad. At the same time, the farmer had managed to get enough money from the man in front of him, and the longer he stayed here, the more he had to take the risk of owning it. Because the bandits in this area are not paid attention to at all, the people in this vicinity can only let them wreak havoc here.

"Is your son okay?" asked Luo Xue.

As he spoke, the farmer ushered Luo Xue into the room.

On the bed was a thick quilt, and in the quilt was a young man who was extremely weak. His face was a little green, and he tried to prop up his body when he saw his father enter the room, but he coughed in pain and slipped weakly on the bed.

"Don't move, your injuries will get worse. At the head of the bed was an elderly woman, who was lying on the head of the bed, and was awakened by the vibration of the bed. She immediately rubbed her dark circles and put on the quilt for her child again.

It's the depths of winter, and even though my son is covered in layers of quilts, his lips are frozen purple, a typical sign of excessive blood loss.

"I'm already a burden to my family, so I might as well die......," cried out his son weakly.

"You, what will we do if you die!" said the farmer, who had just entered, and when he heard it, he was heartbroken and reproached.

"But you're ...... for me. Ahem!ahem!" the son coughed as he looked at his parents' gray hair.

Luo Xue waited quietly at the door of the room, and he saniently did not intervene in the conversation between the three of them. They used Luo Xue's reward to go to the town to prepare a large number of supplements for their children, hoping to delay the arrival of the priest, but it seemed that it was no longer possible.

The farmer's son was paralyzed in bed, and on his right leg was a huge elongated wound, which, though entangled in the bandage, could be seen from the depression of the bandage, where a lot of flesh was missing.

This is a pure trauma, but the injury is so serious that I don't know how strong the belief of the injured person has persevered until now. But now it seems that his will is gradually crumbling.

Seeing his incompromising legs, and feeling his strength running out rapidly, he knew that he might not survive the day when the priest came.

"Don't think like that!" said the farmer and his wife, who hugged their children tightly, and the three of them hugged their heads and cried.

......

It seemed that her arrival had become a catalyst for suppressing her feelings, Luo Xue avoided it, and she couldn't bear to look at that scene. He slowly exited the small room and walked outside.

While they were chatting, the young bird flew to the tree outside the house and leaned side by side with the husk. The young bird does not understand what it means to say that the life and death of a loved one is parting, and it looks at its companion innocently, strange and familiar.

The young bird tilted its head to look at the sluggish husk and chirped.

"Chirp!" it helped to comb the feathers of the husk, and the unknown bird in front of it looked like its own relative.

Luo Xue walked out of the house and happened to see this scene. In his eyes, the soul film that had once covered the young bird had been absorbed into its body, but now Luo Xue actually saw a faint soul transmitted along his beak to the body of the fruit shell.

At the place where the beak came into contact with the feather, Luo Xue saw a faint translucency distorting the surrounding light, which must be the fluctuation of the soul.

A sense of tranquility came out, and the two unknown birds were also immersed in such a scene.

"Fruit shell, found ......" Fruit shell's eyes rolled, and with the infusion of weak souls, fruit shells possessed more spirituality.

According to the mages' research, they speculated that the soul of living beings was divided into three parts, one for the subconscious, one for the main consciousness, and the other for the mystery. In cases where soul fluctuations are very similar, two different souls will attract each other. And Luo Xue is in such a situation, but there can only be one soul in charge of consciousness, and once an alien soul shows signs of independent consciousness, it will instinctively reject it.

And now, the young bird seems to have unconsciously returned part of the rejected soul to the husk.

That's great...... Luo Xue saw this scene, and a trace of emotion appeared in her heart.

As long as the soul part of the husk returns, it will only be a matter of time before he recovers his consciousness. I thought I would be able to see it again.

Maybe as long as you kill the unknown young bird in front of you, the soul absorbed by the young bird can be returned to the fruit shell, and the fruit shell can be restored.

In Luo Xue's mind, this thought was just fleeting. After all, he has no right to harm a kind and innocent creature.

Although the soul of the fruit shell has not fully returned, and the ability to be a demonic beast will be permanently stripped away, but only this, only this one, Luo Xue is also very satisfied.

Luo Xue inadvertently took a step, and the unknown bird that was immersed in it was also frightened, and the young bird immediately spread its wings and flew back and forth.

"Chirp!" the work of returning the soul has been completed, and the body of the young bird has been liberated. He felt that he was in a good mood, and he no longer had that schizophrenic experience. He leaned on the husk and chirped in his own immature singing voice.

The original dull and mechanical fruit shell also has spirituality, and it turned its head sideways to see the unknown young bird, and actually took the initiative to reach over and help it comb its hair.

Like the husk, this untold young bird has become an immutable beast, and its intelligence will grow rapidly until it reaches the same level as humans, and even surpasses.

"Master, I'm sorry for the husk......" The afterglow of the husk immediately saw Luo Xue, and it flew over in a dull manner, but there was already a trace of emotion between the words.

What he had wanted to say to his master a long time ago, after regaining consciousness, Guoke finally said it.

Not being able to help the two masters when they needed it the most, Guohu's heart was full of guilt.

"It's good that you're still alive......" Luo Xue also said to the husk, and he whispered softly, stroking the unknown bird that no longer looked like an unknown bird.

(To be continued.) )