Chapter 194: Ai Yi and Ai Ting (II)

It's night.

This is a dilapidated temple outside Lingyang City, and its ** enshrines I don't know which god it is.

Due to disrepair, the incense is not good, and now it has been deserted.

Thick dust and cobwebs covered every corner of the temple.

There is a smell of corruption that permeates it.

It's such a dilapidated place where beggars don't want to stay.

But a bonfire was lit tonight.

The location of the front hall of the temple has been artificially cleaned out of a neat area.

A beggar-like boy and an immature beggar girl, both unconscious, were placed near the campfire.

The firewood in the bonfire was burning, and there was a crackling sound from time to time.

The warm light of the fire, dispelling the cold of the night, reflected on the faces of the two young children, quiet and peaceful.

It's been a long time.

The unconscious teenager should be the first to wake up from his slumber.

"Sister!" The moment his eyes opened, the young man screamed in shock, and his upper body quickly propped up from the ground.

A pair of resolute eyes hurriedly raised his eyes to look around.

When he saw the girl lying peacefully not far from him, the boy quickly got up and pounced on the latter.

Although the girl was in a coma, her breath was steady, and her little face, which should have been pale from hunger, was now red.

Not at all like the previous dying.

Seeing that his sister was unharmed, the young man's heart slowly fell, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

But soon, the boy's face was filled with a resentful expression.

"I'm going to kill you both. ”

As soon as he thought of those two women in the daytime, the young man couldn't suppress his killing intent.

In order to survive, the boy can endure all the humiliation and beatings, but only his sister is the one who he can't hurt at the cost of his life.

But today, he was almost killed.

The boy was not stupid at all, he had already guessed the identities of the two women.

How could a mortal woman slap a palm that could slap a seven or eight-year-old girl away, how could she completely ignore the damage of the fist after her fist hit her body, and instead bounced herself away.

Even so, the boy still did not give up the idea of killing the two with his own hands.

What's the point of living if you can't even avenge your dearest sister's revenge?

But how to kill it?

This caused the beggar boy to fall into a deep silence.

"Are you awake?" at this moment, a young man's voice rang out from the dilapidated doorway of the temple.

Xu Mu held a roast duck in his hand, looked at the young man who had woken up in the center of the temple, and showed a warm smile.

Of course, the beggar boy recognized Xu Mu, the good man who had rescued his sister on the street before.

Hurriedly throwing aside the idea of revenge in his mind, the beggar boy got up and walked quickly to Xu Mu.

Then, under Xu Mu's surprised gaze, the young man fell to his knees and kowtowed respectfully three times.

"Knock!" "Knock!"

His forehead hit the tattered ground of the temple, and the young man's forehead oozed a trace of blood because of the violent impact.

Although this beggar boy said that his status was humble, he was very backbone, and after three rings, he got up and said respectfully:

"Thank you for the grace of saving your life, Ai Yi's liver and brain are all over the ground, and you must repay the kindness of your benefactor. ”

"It's okay, just do it. From the street, when the young man rushed to avenge his sister regardless of the danger to his life, Xu Mu roughly figured out the young man's temperament.

Therefore, although it was surprising to see this young man who called himself Ai Yi behaving like this, there was not much surprise.

Smiling slightly, Xu Mu's free palm had reached out and gently placed it on Ai Yi's shoulder.

Ai Yi raised his eyebrows, but did not dodge.

Suddenly, he felt a cool breath pour into his body from the shoulder position where Xu Mu's palm was placed.

Because of the fat man's kick and the pain caused by the woman's anti-shock force, under this breath, he healed in an instant.

Even the scars on his forehead caused by the three knocks he had knocked on his head before were swept away.

Shocked by this magical scene, Ai Yi raised his hand and touched his forehead, which did not leave the slightest trace, and said in surprise: "You are a real person who cultivates immortals?"

Although Lingyang City is located in a remote area, the legends about cultivators are even more important than in other regions.

After all, there is the Sha family here, and the people in this cultivation family are all cultivators, and they can't avoid contact with mortals.

The various miraculous methods of cultivators make people yearn for it at the same time, and naturally they are also very respectful.

And for people in the mortal world, the unified title for cultivators is real people.

"Well, sort of. Withdrawing his arm lightly, Xu Mu did not deny it.

"Are those two women real people today?" Although there were already eight or nine guesses in his mind, the boy still wanted to confirm it.

Speaking of the two women, the voice of the beggar boy Ai Yi was obviously a lot darker.

"That's right, don't think about revenge, you can't hurt them at all. As if he could guess what the young man was thinking, Xu Mu tapped his forehead.

Xu Mu was telling the truth, not to mention a young man in Ai Yi, even if it was the Mortal Emperor's Praetorian Guard, he couldn't hurt the two women in the slightest.

Once a cultivator breaks through the Triple Heaven of Imperial Qi, he has already escaped the realm of mortals.

reminded the young man, but also to let him not be stupid and lose his life in vain.

Xu Mu's words were heard in Ai Yi's ears, and the latter's expression was dejected, and he fell silent again.

"I haven't eaten for a long time! I bought you a roast duck, you can eat some first. Gently patting Ai Yi's shoulders twice, Xu Mu didn't comfort him anymore, and handed the roast duck he was holding in his other hand to Ai Yi.

Then, around him, he walked to the side of the still-unconscious girl by the campfire.

Fingers lightly rested on the girl's pulse, and after Xu Mu's spiritual power turned around her body, he said softly: "Your sister's injury is no longer serious, the reason why she hasn't woken up now is that she is probably too tired, and she should be able to heal tomorrow morning." ”

In order to save the girl, Xu Muke directly gave her a pill.

The Bailing Pill was included in the Healing Pill, which was given by his master Changming Daoist at the beginning, and it was very valuable, and other monks were reluctant to take it until the moment of danger.

And Xu Mu used the Bailing Pill in order to save a beggar girl, and I have to say that in the eyes of other monks, it is a tyrannical thing.

But Xu Mu didn't think so.

The lives of cultivators are not necessarily more precious than the lives of mortals, just like the two women today, Xu Mu's opinion is not as precious as the lives of the two beggars in front of him.

A pot of water was taken out of the storage bag, and after Xu Mu moistened it with a brocade handkerchief, he gently wiped it on the girl's small face.

While asking, "What's your sister's name?"

"Ai Ting!" Holding the roast duck that Xu Mu handed him, the young man did not eat it immediately, but carefully held it in his hand and replied to the former, "She is eight years old this year. ”

"Oh, you must have suffered a lot, right?" wiped the dirt off the girl's face, revealing Ai Ting's cute little face.

may be due to long-term starvation, the little face of the girl Ai Ting is not as full as that of ordinary children of the same age, and she looks a little yellow and thin.

still can't hide her delicate little face.

It is estimated that she felt the wetness on the Jinpa, and although Ai Ting was unconscious, her immature brows were still slightly wrinkled.

"Yes, but my sister is very sensible. Although he didn't eat the roast duck with his hands, but smelling the aroma of the roast duck, Ai Yi's throat kept rolling up and down, obviously he was tempted a lot.

But when he thought of his sister, he still endured the endless hunger in his stomach.

"Eat, your sister is weak now, and it is not suitable to eat too meaty food, you leave it to her, and she can't eat it. I prepared extra food for her so she wouldn't go hungry. "How could Ai Yi's performance escape Xu Mu's eyes.

Slightly tilting his forehead, Xu Mu shook his head and smiled.

This teenager is definitely a good brother regardless of his temperament.

"Thank you!" Since Xu Mudu said so, of course Ai Yi couldn't postpone it any longer, after thanking him with emotion.

Pick up the roast duck and gobble it up.

Looking at his hungry appearance, Xu Mu sighed again in his heart.

A pair of hard-working brothers and sisters.