Wen Cha walked into the desolate alley with his feet raised, and a thin figure was sitting at the end, crying out for help pitifully.

The figure was extremely thin, and it seemed that he didn't expect to really call someone, and after seeing Wen Cha's shadow, he was silent.

Wen Cha got closer, only to find that it was a messy, stained little boy, his body was tattered, he was shrinking his legs, nesting like a small beast, and the corners of his lips were a strange purple-gray, as if he was sick.

In his big black eyes, he was defensive and probing.

"What's wrong with you?" Wen Cha asked condescendingly as he stared at him.

"I, I ......" the little boy whispered, "My feet hurt......"

Wen Cha walked up to him and squatted down, lifted his legs, and found that there were two small tooth holes in his ankles, which should have been bitten by a snake.

Wen Cha's hand clicked on several acupuncture points on his body, and the little boy only felt that the qi and blood were flowing backwards all over his body, and he trembled uncomfortably.

Wen Cha didn't say a word, and his fingers pressed on his calf, forcing out all the poisonous blood in his body.

Wen Cha took out the healing medicine from the Qiankun bag, poured it on the wound, and bandaged it for him.

Xiao Tong looked at Wen Cha blankly, as if he didn't expect that it would be such a fairy-like person who would save him.

"Are you feeling better?" Wen Cha lowered his foot and asked.

Xiao Tong nodded shyly and shyly, "Okay, much better, thank you." ”

"Well," Wen Cha asked, "where do you live?" I'll send you back. ”

These words made the little boy embarrassed, he bit the corner of his mouth and did not speak, and his eyes were blank.

Wen Cha frowned, looking like he should be a beggar.

"I'm not a beggar," Xiao Tong saw her thoughts at a glance, and shook his head fiercely, "I'm just lost, I can't remember my family."

Wen Cha didn't brow, and asked lightly, "Do you have the impression of where you live?"

Xiao Tong shook his head and said in frustration: "I'm here when I wake up, and the pain is so bad that it's amazing......"

Okay, Wen Cha picked him up noncommittally, he couldn't even see his appearance clearly, and he was looking for some family.

"I'll send you to the nearest inn to rest, and then I'll take you to the yamen to find relatives."

Xiao Tong didn't expect her to hug herself, she was so dirty and smelly now, and her body was so clean, so afraid that he would stain her clothes, he struggled slightly.

"Don't move." Seeing him twist away, Wen Cha whispered to him, "If it's uncomfortable, I'll talk about it at the inn later." ”

The little boy didn't move again, his little black hand was holding the placket of Wen Cha's clothes, and his face was a little difficult to hide.

Wen Cha found a clean inn, helped him take a bath, and asked the shopkeeper to buy suitable clothes and come back, only to finally see the true face of the child.

He is a fleshy little boy, not tall, with a very white face, and a pair of black eyes, very clear, like a pair of priceless black gems, which are particularly pleasing when looking at people.

Kosada.

Wen Cha defined him in his heart, but asked on his lips, "Do you remember your name?"

The little boy tilted his head, thought hard and said, "My name is small, little ......."

He thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't remember it, when Xiao Er came up with food, he had an idea, approached Wen Cha, and whispered, "My name is Xiaomi."

Warm tea: "......"

"I can't remember it either," he said, lowering his head, "and the immortals will call me Millet."

Warm tea: "......"

"Okay?" Seeing that she didn't speak, Xiaomi raised his eyes to look at her, his black and white eyes were so clean that it hurt from the bottom of my heart.

"Okay," Wen Cha rubbed his head, "eat first." ”

"Okay." The boy sat at the table and picked up the chopsticks in a hurry, he had been hungry for a long time, and his stomach was already hungry.

Wen Cha gave him a few chopsticks dishes, "Eat when you're hungry." ”

Xiao Tong no longer hesitated, holding the bowl, burying his whole face in the bowl, Wen Cha served him vegetables from time to time, watching him eat fragrantly, and the corners of his mouth showed a shallow smile.

After the child finished eating a bowl of rice, he was obviously unsatisfied.

Wen Cha pushed the bowl in front of him to him, "Eat." ”

The little boy looked at her hesitantly and asked curiously, "Don't the immortals eat?"

Wen Cha said lightly: "During the grain opening period, you can no longer eat cereals."

"And what are you going to do when you're hungry?" The boy shopped his head and asked, "Don't you eat too?"

"There are spiritual plants in the door, which can satisfy the appetite of the stomach."

"Oh." The boy nodded as if he didn't understand.

"Let's eat," Wen Cha added a chopstick dish to him and said, "After eating, I'll take you to your family."

The boy smiled with his face up, and began to eat in a big gulp.

After eating, Wen Cha took the little boy to the yamen to see if anyone knew him nearby.

But without a name or a home address, it is almost impossible to find the child's family.

Seeing that no one around knew about the little boy, Wen Cha was in trouble, she wouldn't want to take this little guy with her all the time, right?

"Immortals?" Xiao Tong pulled her sleeve, and a cute and sensible smile appeared on her white face: "You saved me, you are my savior, I can't drag you down, you leave me here and go by yourself."

Warm tea: "......"

"What will you do when I'm gone?" Wen Cha asked.

"I'm very good," said the boy, pointing to the beggars around the corner, "I look so cute, I can go and ask for food."

Wen Cha was embarrassed and pulled his little hand, "Your body, pampered, must not be born as a beggar, how can you be a beggar." ”

"So I'm looking for a place to help?" Xiao Tong hesitated.

"Follow me first," Wen Cha sighed softly, "It's your chance that you can meet me, and I won't leave you behind at this time." ”

There was a flash of joy in the child's eyes, and he was worried again: "I will cause you trouble......"

"Don't be afraid," Wen Cha said lightly: "You go back to the sect with me, worship me as a teacher, and when you learn the skills in the future, you can come back to find relatives."

"Is that okay?" Xiao Tong's expression could no longer be described as surprise, and he stared at Wen Cha in disbelief, for fear that he had heard it wrong.

"Hmm." Wen Cha couldn't help but rub the broken hair on his forehead, "There is a boy in the sect who is about the same age as you, who is my nephew, and you will also have a companion in the future." ”

Nephew?

Xiao Tong blinked, it should be his senior brother.

"Let's go," Wen Chafu picked him up again, "We'll go back now." ”

"Oh." The little boy nestled in her arms obediently, looking at her delicate and cold side face, and her little face was slightly red.

Wen Cha took out the original owner's long sword, stepped on it, and the sword was as fast as a streamer, heading towards the direction of Lingyun Sect.

In a short time, we reached the top of the main peak.

Wen Cha put the little boy out of his arms, walked to the majestic hall and knelt down, "Master, the apprentice is back." ”