"The man you are talking about, is in there?" Mu Zong stared at the crumbling courtyard and asked in a deep voice.

The beggar at the head nodded, Xu saw Mu Zong's solemn expression, and the beggar cautiously asked, "Old man, can you go in with me and have a look?" ”

When Mu Zong heard this, his expression was restricted, "Let's take a look first." ”

With that, he stepped into the hospital first.

Wood buds naturally follow.

However, before Mu Ya stepped in, he was stopped by Mu Zong, "You stay here, don't come in, don't run around, be obedient." After that, Mu Zong didn't wait for Mu Ya to answer, so he walked to the depths of the courtyard with his head bored.

In such a situation, how could Mu Ya be obedient. When the rest of the people entered the courtyard, Mu Ya followed in.

As soon as I stepped on the threshold, the temperature around me dropped significantly. In this scorching summer, this dilapidated yard is as if the air conditioner is on.

However, the yin air is more harsh than the cold air. It seems to be drilling into the cracks of the bones, and everything that can't get into it is floating on the surface of the bones, and it is impossible to disperse.

Mu Ya silently recited the removal spell in his heart, and then he felt much better. Seeing that several people had entered the house, Mu Ya walked over with her short legs and trotted over.

After entering the house, Mu Ya realized that the roof of the house had collapsed, and the strong light spilled in along the hole, but there was no trace of temperature.

And under the light source, in front of a wooden plank, on top of which is a layer of worn straw mats. Huddled on the straw mat was a young man, who looked to be twelve or thirteen years old, with a rag from nowhere, covered with black stains.

The boy seemed very cold, and would shiver a few times from time to time. The sun shone on the side of the boy's face, and he couldn't see the boy's face clearly.

Suddenly, the boy lay flat and a pained expression appeared on his face. The young man seemed to be trying his best to hide something, the green tendons on his forehead bulged, and sweat slid down the green tendons.

The young man's situation can't be seen by others, but Mu Ya can see it clearly.

A trace of yin qi like a silver needle is shuttling in the young man's body. The faster the 'silver needle', the more painful the boy became. Mu Ya unconsciously took a few steps forward, and the young man's face clearly entered Mu Ya's eyes.

Although the young man looked pained, it was not difficult to see that under the painful look, there was a perfect skin. Although he is young, he has already taken shape.

The boy's skin was sickly white, but his lips were black and purple.

"How long has he been like this?" Muya's unconscious opening.

After the words came out, she realized that although her core was an adult, her body was still small. I'm afraid that no one will pay attention to her as a child.

But Mu Ya miscalculated. As soon as her thoughts fell, the answer entered Mu Ya's ears.

"It's been more than a month."

The answer was still the beggar who was the leader.

After Mu Ya spoke, Mu Zong found that Mu Ya followed, glared at Mu Ya fiercely, and then beckoned her to come over.

Mu Ya was inexplicably a little weak-hearted, like a child who had done something wrong, and slowly walked to Mu Zong's side.

I thought that my grandfather would scold him, but I didn't want my grandfather to just look her up and down, so he looked away.

Inexplicable again, Mu Ya breathed a sigh of relief. Always feel like you've escaped? This realization made Mu Ya smile and shake his head.

The beggar and the rest of the beggars were all focused on the teenager, and they did not notice the brief 'exchange' between the grandfather and grandson.

The beggar at the head glanced at Mu Zong, "Old man, can you treat Mu Er?" ”