It's a bunch of dead rats. The pen www.biquge.info was piled up in the corner, and many of them were already rotting. Maggots were writhing endlessly in the rat's body. But there are quite a few. Apparently he died not long ago. There were even two rats, and the blood stains on their bodies had only recently turned black. It is estimated that he was killed last night.

This..... What the hell is going on?

Meng Jing looked around at night. But on a tree next to it. A huge tree hole was discovered. It was obvious that when I was still here, there was no such tree hole. Inside..... What the hell is it?

Meng Jingye gently hooked up a stone on the ground with her toes, threw it into her hand, pinched it with her index finger and middle finger, and slowly leaned against the tree hole.

The hole in the tree is not deep, and if you get closer, you can see what is inside, and after seeing it clearly, Meng Jingye threw the stone in his hand to the ground, because ..... I don't need it anymore.

The animal in the hollow of the tree knows it. It was the owl he had treated a few years ago, and it was quietly in the hollow of the tree, with its eyes closed and pretending to sleep.

Meng Jingye read the tree hole and said softly: "Hey! ”

The owl, hearing the voices outside, although it could not understand human speech, opened its eyes because it was awakened. Squinting his eyes, he looked at Meng Jingye, and suddenly, this kind of owl immediately jumped out of the hole in the tree, picked up the dead mouse on the ground, and then walked in front of Meng Jingye, as if he wanted to kill the mouse. Hand it to Meng Jingye.

Meng Jingye saw this situation. I smiled, it seems that I didn't save your life in vain.

Meng Jingye squatted down, and did not dislike the dirty mouse, but took the mouse from the owl's hand, which can be regarded as accepting its reward. Then he touched the feathers on it. But the feeling in my hand is not as smooth as it was at the beginning. It has a rough touch.

So many years. I don't know how long this owl will live now.

The mouse gave Meng Jingye, and the owl returned to his tree hollow and began to rest. After all, the day is very damaging to its eyes, and it already looks a little old. It is better to rest to recover the stamina expended by the night of hunting.

Go like this. Next time, I don't know when it will be back. When the time comes, I guess I may not see it. If life comes to an end, there is really no way!

"Let's go. Meng Jingye said to the little boy.

"Oh. Good. Swordsman. The little boy looked curiously at the hollow in the tree, as if he were interested in the owl. There was a lot of interest. When I walked to the door, I turned back three times.

Meng Jingye obviously noticed this situation as well. So he said, "That was a few years ago. An owl that was once treated. Later flew away. I didn't care about him, but I didn't expect it to come back to repay the favor. ”

"Then you're gone, what will it do?" asked Spot suspiciously.

Meng Jingye was silent for a moment, but did not look back. Said: "I..... There are still some things that have to be done and need to be done, so ..... There's no way to raise it, take care of it, but ...... He doesn't seem to need my care. ”

The little boy didn't answer, his head down, not knowing what he was thinking. Meng Jingye didn't care, together with the little boy, it took most of the day to walk all over Tan Long City, during the whole process, Meng Jingye didn't say a word, just walked and stopped quietly, stopped in some places he had been to, and after reminiscing, he continued on the road.

Night fell, at this time, at an inn, Meng Jingye called Xiao Er and ordered seven or eight dishes. Then he ate with the little boy.

"Did we eat so much?" the little boy looked at the dishes on the table, so he asked Meng Jingye, after all, these dishes were for two people. It's just too much. It's definitely not enough to eat.

"I can't finish eating. Meng Jingye replied.

When the little boy heard Meng Jingye's words, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at Meng Jingye with blank eyes. opened his mouth and said, "Then can I pack it and take it away?" The expression was afraid that Meng Jingye would refuse.

"Yes. Meng Jingye picked up a dish and said.

"Thank you, hero. The little boy said happily. Then he ate happily. But just eating a dish in front of me. The little boy's eyes were shining. It seems that he is thinking of something happy. Estimate..... I guess my mother and sister at home are happy to eat such a good meal. Even if it's just leftovers. But that's much better than eating wild vegetables and fruits. Meng Jingye thought secretly.

After eating, Meng Jingye only ate two or three bites of many dishes, and then didn't move. The little boy packed all his joys, then carried them and followed behind Meng Jingye.

Meng Jingye was now ready to go back to her room. But Meng Jingye didn't plan to be with the little boy. After all, so much food is carried in the hands of the little boy. The smell of those things is really not good. If you share a room with yourself, then the whole room will smell like this. But if you open a room for a little boy. Meng Jingye is not so noble.

So Meng Jingye said to the little boy: "You take out the things first, give them to your family, and then you can come back." ”

"This ..... Aren't you afraid that I'll run away?" asked the boy.

"Don't be afraid. Your mother can't have that much energy. With you fleeing for your lives. "Let's go and come back!

"I'll be back before midnight!" the little boy ran to the city gate happily carrying the bag of food. Although the person has run away. Meng Jingye even heard laughter in the distance.

Meng Jingye shook his head, returned to the room, called Xiao Er, and got himself a big bucket of water. After taking a bath, I sat quietly on the bed and began to study on my own.

Time passes slowly. Soon. It's already the second half of the night. But the little boy still didn't come back. What's going on?—Meng Jingye frowned. Did something happen to this little boy? And then he was delayed?

Meng Jingye continued to self-study. All night, the little boy still did not return. As soon as the day dawns. Meng Jingye packed up her things. I went out of the city and came to the house of the original little boy. However, at this time, the building was already empty. Whether it's a bedridden mother. Younger sister. It's still the little boy, it's all gone. The water tank was also poured aside, and the debris inside was thrown all over the ground. Don't think about your own weapon, it's definitely gone!

Meng Jingye walked to a nearby family. An old man, weaving baskets. Meng Jingye arched his hand. Then he pointed to the little boy's home and asked, "May I ask my husband, where has this family gone?"

The old man raised his head, glanced at Meng Jingye, and then at the place where Meng Jingye pointed. said: "I left overnight last night. I don't know where to go. ”

"Oh, doesn't that family have a seriously ill mother?" Meng Jingye asked suspiciously.

"What is seriously ill or not! They have only been here for a few days, and the three of them have only set up the house the day before yesterday, where did they come from to be seriously ill, and they can still cut wood? All the wood in this house was cut by that woman!" the old man finished. Quite speechlessly, he glanced at Meng Jingye. It seemed to be laughing at Meng Jingye. Then he continued to weave the baskets. (To be continued.) )