Chapter 19: It turns out that there are still people like you in this world...
Yun Ranran finally heard those words clearly.
sorry Sorry sorry…
The child was crying miserably, saying these words back and forth.
Yun Ranran's head hurt a little when he heard it, and suddenly remembered what his aunt's son said.
【He's not exactly like that. 】
[But I always feel that someone should understand him. 】
Yun Ranran thought about it, A-Ding spent his soul power to take her through the death fragments earlier, but now he is emotionally broken and very fragile, it should be the best time to invade, maybe he can take this opportunity to learn more.
For example, when I was trapped in the half-moon gate...
Thinking about it, I did it, jumped off the roof immediately, but forgot to hold the headband in my hand, and went down by herself, Xiaoqi was dragged by her, slipped, and fell off the roof.
His hands were bound and his body was weak, so he fell down tragically, and was about to hit the ground, Yun Ranran reacted, stretched out his hands, and narrowly caught him.
She hooked his back and legs, and hugged him horizontally in her arms.
Eyes facing each other...
Boy: I will definitely kill you, definitely...
He always thought that he had reached the end of humiliation, but there was always a bigger surprise waiting for him...
Yun Ranran put him down and said, "It's all up to you."
juvenile:…
The child's crying became weak again, and she was worried that Chang Lan would find out, so she grabbed his hand and ran to Chang Yuan's bedroom.
Chang Yuan was still sleeping soundly, and the little girl who watched the night saw that it was her, and didn't stop her.
She walked directly to the bed and saw that the black shadow had become very light, so she reached out her hand and tried to touch it again.
This time she needed to guide A-Ding, so she kept chanting while touching: "Half-moon gate, half-moon gate, half-moon gate, return to the city, return to the city, return to the city."
Under the guidance of her powerful thoughts, her eyes suddenly went dark, and the world began to sink into darkness.
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The air was sticky and oppressive, and there were many children crowded around them, all of them were bruised and disheveled, and their bodies gave off an unpleasant smell.
There are thick iron railings in front of you, only **** apart, and dim light shines in from the corridor.
People around me were crying one after another.
Yun Ranran looked down at her hand, it was the young and dirty bones of a child, with an ugly red mark on her wrist.
She walked up to the railing, holding onto the railing with both hands, trying to look out, but an older child laughed.
"Ah Ding, don't expect it anymore, no one will care about our life or death."
"Others don't know, don't you know?"
She didn't speak, and held on tightly to the railing.
"Your parents are long gone. Has anyone cared about you these years? No one cares about you in Taihua City, let alone this demon cultivator's territory."
"Why don't you give up?"
The little girl looked out vigorously, and then whispered after a long time.
"It's just that no one cares about me, so I don't give up."
"If it's been like this all the time, then what would I do if I survived back then, I'd rather die with my parents."
"I thought, someone...someone has to let me know that it's worth living."
The older child looked disdainful.
"Then you may not be able to wait..."
Suddenly there was the sound of chaotic footsteps outside the door, followed by a group of men and women in white clothes.
The little girl turned her head and said in surprise.
"Someone came to save us, it's a fairy."
As soon as the words fell, a handsome young man opened the dungeon door with a sword, and directed the children in the prison to go out.
The little girl stood first, and he held her little hand.
She looked up at him, thinking this was the person she was waiting for.
They were quickly taken outside the Banyue Gate, because they had already penetrated into the hinterland of the magic cultivator, and there were many dangers on the way, so a sister told them not to run around and stay within the protective range.
At this moment, someone discovered the marks on the children's wrists.
The scene became silent and embarrassing for a moment.
They looked at each other in blank dismay, and quickly avoided the children to quarrel, but failed to reach a consensus for a long time.
Later, they still set off on the road, but the atmosphere was not relaxing, and the eyes of the monks looking over inadvertently were particularly heavy.
The little girl walked among a group of children, feeling uneasy. She carefully looked for the figure of the boy in the crowd. He always turned his head and smiled at her.
She was a little relieved, but the good times didn't last long, and the quarrel among the monks became more and more intense, and she heard some scary words sporadically.
Feeling apprehensive and uneasy, the boy took her hand and told her not to be afraid, he would protect her.
His hands were warm, unlike anyone else's.
The other monks were either holding their swords in a murderous look, or they were sad and pitiful but did not dare to look at them, or they were playing around excitedly in the Demon Cultivation Domain for the first time, not caring about their lives, but he was always standing by her side.
After a few more days of depression, the monks still quarreled every day.
When she was looking for the handsome young man, she was standing in the tall grass, with only the top of her head exposed, and she heard the conversation between the two monks.
"The sect has replied, saying that after being branded, the demonization cannot be reversed, and these children have no talent for cultivation, so let us deal with it ourselves."
"I can't control myself after being demonized, it's better to kill it, save trouble."
"But they are innocent."
"What can innocent people do? This is also the meaning of the sect. If they are left alone, demonization will cause new disasters, and people will be sent to exterminate them."
"But it's a child after all..."
"You are soft-hearted, can you promise to take all responsibility for something wrong?"
She stayed in the grass for a long time with cold hands and feet, until the handsome young man found her, she did not recover.
He held her in his arms, the child's limbs were stiff, and his eyes were out of focus, as if frightened.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here."
After a long time, she gently grabbed his collar and replied "OK" in a low voice.
The next day, the monks quarreled violently. After they calmed down, a monk came towards them holding a sword.
The little girl couldn't help shaking.
But the monk had only taken two steps before he was grabbed by the collar by the handsome young man and punched him without saying a word.
The two started fighting.
The surrounding monks all watched with cold eyes.
A group of children were lost, and the timid ones had already begun to cry.
Later, the handsome young man beat the monk, but was kicked to the ground by another follower, who trampled the young man's face into the mud.
"You want to save people, but you can't take the responsibility. What else can you do besides embarrass everyone?"
The handsome young man's face was covered with dirt. He knew that he couldn't guarantee it, and he couldn't be responsible. Tears mixed with muddy water fell down, embarrassed and sad, but he didn't say a word in the end.
The little girl clenched her fists and rushed towards her with red eyes, but was easily picked up by a monk and thrown back into the group of children, who gave her a cold look and dared not move.
The older child didn't laugh at Adin this time, but just said in a low voice.
"A Ding, I'm afraid you won't be able to wait for that person."
The little girl didn't speak, she knew he was right.
Among this group of monks, the only one who has been caring about them is the handsome young man. If even he gives up, then no one really cares about their lives.
Nobody cared...
Wasn't it like this from the beginning?
They are lofty immortals, and they are ants whose lives are like grass.
She would be foolish to have expectations.
The monks rioted, as if arguing about something.
A tall and thin young monk suddenly stepped out of the crowd and walked slowly in front of them.
With a sword on his back, he smiled lazily.
"Let them quarrel, brother will take you to play, okay?"
No one dared to say bad.
The little girl recognized him. He was the most heartless one in the monk team. When others were arguing about their fate, he didn't care about anything. happy.
If you ask who she is most afraid of in the entire monk team, it is naturally this person, because on the first day they met, he never gave them a look, and never participated in the quarrel. In his eyes, they are not important at all. He doesn't care if he lives or dies.
He smiled and waved to the monks, saying "Leave it to me".
At this time, I suddenly took them to play...
It's chilling.
The uneasiness in her heart gradually increased, and her fingers couldn't help shaking.
He motioned for the children to follow him. A group of children had no choice but followed him tremblingly after looking at each other.
He was not walking fast, but the road became more and more difficult. The thick and thin branches circled to one place, the sun was not above his head, and he could not see the way behind him.
Like an airtight tomb.
But he didn't intend to stop, and continued to explore the depths.
His nonchalant back made the little girl more and more frightened, and she suddenly remembered what she had heard earlier.
"It's better to kill it, save trouble."
Thinking about the current situation again, the forest is so dangerous, he took them and these kids who don't understand anything to run around, is he trying to kill them?
Yes, if they died here, the group wouldn't have to argue, and they wouldn't have to do it themselves.
At this moment, the man suddenly stopped, turned his face, and said with a smile.
"Right here."
Her pupils shrank, her hands and feet were cold from fright, her eyes were filled with tears, she turned her head and ran away, the forest was dim, she ran into a huge and gorgeous flower head-on, and she was about to plunge into it.
A hand grabbed her collar in time and lifted her into the air.
She was trembling with fright, like a wet kitten.
The young monk held her in the palm of his hand and bent down to look her in the eyes.
"What are you running around? If you touch this flower, you will die."
Just as she was in shock, she fell into his hands again. Knowing that there was no chance of escape, she could no longer hold back her tears.
"Why are you pretending to be a good person? Isn't that what you want?"
The young monk raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked in surprise, "What do I want?"
She struggled desperately with her hands and feet, tears streaming down her face.
"Don't you just want to kill us? We have been marked, and you think we are monsters."
"What are you still doing here? Bring us a group of kids who don't understand anything into this dangerous place, don't you just want us to die?"
The young monk said softly: "I don't have one. I take you all to safe places."
The little girl was so angry that she twisted into twists and turns, and her whole face was wet from crying.
"Where is it safe? I almost died just now."
The monk smiled angrily: "Didn't you bump into it by yourself? Didn't I come to save you?"
The little girl was even more frustrated by him, she said viciously: "It's the first time you have come to this kind of place, how can you say it's safe, you are more than they are, they want to kill us at least they didn't hide it, but when you arrived You still lied to me at this time."
The more she talked, the more sad she became, and the tears couldn't stop.
She was already miserable enough, she was alone from the moment her parents left, she always told herself that she would get better soon, and she could always meet someone so that she would not regret surviving at that time.
But she didn't wait after all, and fell into such a situation.
She forgot everything she was crying, her face was pinched by that man suddenly, and then she heard his gentle voice.
"Trust me, it's really safe, because it's been scouted."
She couldn't stop crying, couldn't understand what he meant vaguely, looked up at him with teary eyes.
"Didn't you see that I go into the forest every day? I'm looking for a safe route every day."
She was taken aback, unable to understand what the man was saying.
What reconnaissance, what search, what safe route?
Didn't he go into the woods for fun?
What the **** does he mean...
She remembered that he went into the forest alone from the first day, sometimes he didn't return overnight, sometimes he crawled back with a bruised nose and a swollen face...
She forgot to cry in surprise, and asked him in a daze.
"What are you looking for, looking for a safe route?"
The young monk smiled.
"Of course I took you home."
She was startled, unable to react for a long time.
take them home?
He stroked her head.
"When I saw the mark, I knew you couldn't go back."
"My fellow seniors are timid and afraid of getting into trouble, they dare not take risks, let alone take responsibility."
"Xiaojing is kind-hearted, but unfortunately he is a cowardly fool. He can't beat him and has no skills. He only cries."
"So, I have to find a safe route to avoid them and take you back."
Tears blurred her vision, and she stared at him blankly.
He's taking them home?
He runs into the woods every day, and the disgraced man is not because he is playing, but because he is scouting the terrain?
But he's been doing this since the first time we met...
Did you decide to take them home then?
Wouldn't he hesitate?
They will become monsters, even she herself is not sure if it is a good thing to live, how can he make a decision so quickly?
Why…
How could there be such a person, she had never seen it before.
The tears kept falling, she wiped them with the back of her hand, but she wiped more and more.
This person is really weird.
The young monk pinched her cheek.
"Why are you still crying and angry at me? I apologize to you. Starting today, I promise to care..."
Before she finished speaking, she suddenly threw herself into his arms, wrapped her arms around his neck, and hugged him tightly.
Tears fell hot into his black hair.
She was crying in a mess and her words were not clear.
"You are so kind, I have never met before."
"Brother, are you real?"
"Or am I dreaming?"
The boy laughed: "Idiot, of course it's true."
She hugged him tightly, as if she was afraid that if she let go, the man would be gone.
She thought it would be terrible to survive.
I didn't expect such people to exist in the world.
If you can meet him if you survive, then even if you suffer more.
She also wants to... live longer.
Suddenly there were several blasting sounds behind him, followed by several sword lights, and the monks seemed to realize that something was wrong, and chased after him angrily.
She trembled slightly, and as he gently rubbed her hair, she heard his laughing voice.
"Hold me tight, I'm going to run away."