Chapter 505: Xu Siguo's Illness
"Fifty percent?"
"It's just a simple piece of information, and you want to take it all by yourself?"
Another voice of disgruntled questioning rang out.
"If you don't agree, I'll rush over now and tell him that you're thinking about his food."
"That person's heart is red, and he won't kill me."
The voice rang out again, drawing silence from the crowd around them.
"Deal."
"Humph!"
One after another, the voices continued to sound, as if they were a little jealous of the owner of the voice.
And as their trade ended, figures hid in the darkness and silently approached the carriage.
Su Yang and Zhao Gongdao opened their eyes almost immediately, looked at each other, and closed their eyes silently.
When Zhao Gongdao closed his eyes, he also put his hand on the horse's buttocks and patted it gently, as if hinting at something.
As they approached the carriage, the figures became slower and slower, daggers in their hands and solemn eyes.
Xu Si thought about the eyes that opened at some point.
It's just that he didn't make any movements, just looked at the sky a little blankly, as if puzzled.
It wasn't until a dagger silently lifted up at his neck and stabbed down again that Xu Siguo gently raised his hand and grabbed the man's wrist.
"Guarded, it's a trap!"
"Let's go together, hack to death."
"Damn."
Exclamations rang out.
But as the voice fell, these guys who were shouting desperately in their mouths turned around and fled as soon as possible, their movements were extremely crisp, and they had no idea of trying to fight with Xu Si at all.
If anyone really rushes up because of their shouts...
It can only be said that this person made an important contribution to their safe escape.
"Why?"
Looking at the boy standing in front of him with a hideous expression, Xu Siguo's eyes were full of incomprehension.
In the afternoon, I had just rescued him and given him food.
The hideous look on the boy's face suddenly disappeared, and the dagger fell to the ground in a panic, his little face turned pale, and his eyes were full of innocence: "And I... It has nothing to do with me. ”
"They took the food you gave me, and they forced me to tell me where it came from."
"If I don't say it, they... They're going to beat me to death. ”
"My mom was seriously ill in bed, and I... I can't die. ”
"If I die, my mom won't survive."
As he spoke, a tear fell from the corner of the boy's eye, looking very pitiful.
Su Yang and Zhao Gongdao didn't know when they had woken up, so they sat in the corner, watching the excitement without saying a word, and occasionally made brief eye contact with each other.
"Please, let me go!"
"I know you're actually a good person, for my mother's sake..."
"She really needs someone to take care of her."
The boy's eyes were so sincere, including just the right amount of fear, that Xu Siguo couldn't help but be stunned.
"What's your mother's name?"
Xu Siguo asked suddenly, speaking quickly.
"Wang Guifen!"
"Age?"
“48!”
"What disease?"
"Uremia."
"After the blessing of the immortals, uremia is no longer a terminal disease!"
"But... But the Lord of Blessings was willing to expend his immortal power to treat my mother, and it was too expensive to ask them to do it once, and to avoid the risk of black eating black. ”
The two asked and answered.
Xu Siguo spoke very quickly, and did not give the boy time to think about it at all.
But the boy was always able to answer any question Xu Si had ever asked accurately.
For a while, the two looked at each other in the air.
The boy lowered his head slightly: "If you don't believe me, I can take you to see..."
"I believe it."
Xu Siguo suddenly spoke seriously.
The boy was stunned for a moment, and there was a glint of hope in his eyes: "That... Can you let me go? ”
"No, you can't."
But to the boy's surprise, Xu Siguo, an 'honest man', shook his head.
"They say that this society can no longer tolerate 'kindness', I don't believe it, and I don't understand it."
"But I know myself."
"If I don't have the ability to protect my mother, when my life is threatened, I will definitely not take others to see my mother, trying to use my mother's illness to prove my innocence."
"This logic, from the starting point, is wrong."
"In the face of my own life and my mother's whereabouts, I will not hesitate to choose the former."
Xu Siguo slowly spoke, his figure moved slightly, and the next second he picked up the dagger on the ground with his toes and held it in his hand.
The boy was stunned.
In the next second, his expression became gloomy, and he couldn't help but scold: "You are special, sick!" ”
With that, the boy turned and ran.
But the dagger was silently resting around his neck.
"I suggest you don't run."
"Although I don't like to kill, I have actually killed a lot."
Xu Siguo said lightly.
The boy paused, turned cautiously, looked at Xu Siguo again, and said nothing.
"You think I'm sick?"
Xu Siguo asked after a moment of silence.
The boy was silent at first, and only after seeing Xu Siguo's cold eyes did he say slowly: "I was sick before, but now it's gone." ”
"Before..."
"Now..."
"So, you also think that my illness is because of kindness?"
Xu Siguo frowned slightly.
The boy nodded as a matter of course: "Isn't it?" ”
Looking at the boy's indifferent eyes, Xu Si didn't know how to speak for a while.
The boy hesitated for a moment and asked, "You... Is it the Giver? ”
"Hmm."
Xu Siguo nodded slightly.
At the moment when he learned Xu Siguo's identity, the boy even ignored the dagger around his neck and knelt directly on the ground in front of Xu Siguo.
"Can you take me as a servant?"
"You kill someone, I can dispose of the body for you."
"I can kill people too."
"Run errands!"
"I'll do it all, including burying traces."
"As long as you can give me a bite to eat, my life is yours."
There was anticipation in his eyes.
Looking at the child in front of him, who was only about ten years old, Xu Siguo lost his mind slightly again.
One breath, one life...
As long as you are the blessed one, you can easily get the allegiance of ordinary people.
It is only because the blessed one can eat enough in this environment.
"Don't you think it's the world that's wrong?"
Xu Siguo frowned again.
The boy shook his head slightly, his eyes full of ambition: "The world is fair, it never misses!" ”
"Whether it's peace or war, the core is actually the same."
"The strong make the rules, and the weak live on the rules of the strong, and shout for fairness, trying to protect themselves with this ridiculous rhetoric!"
"At least, in today's world, the weak can fight for their lives again."
"And in peacetime, I can only look at myself, and I don't even have bones and slag left after being eaten."
"Therefore, today's world is the fairest for the weak."