Red dust kills beauty

Chapter 125 4. Little Dumb ②

Fourth, the little dumb ②

It was interesting meeting the little mute, he was quiet - not that he couldn't make a sound, but he was a quiet person himself.When we are together, we usually don't do anything, I just find a secluded place to stay and watch him do the farm work as before.

My heart still hurts, but it's much better.It's not that it's better, but I'm used to it.

I asked him once, "Why do I feel pain when I see you?"

The little mute looked at me in bewilderment, clutching his fence tightly with his skinny, sallow fingers. I don't think he knew the answer either.

I stared at his unhealthy complexion and thought about his poor rations.The little mute can't speak, and I have no way of knowing what happened to him underground. The security there is quite tight, and I can't sneak in quietly-but I know it must not be good.

I was dazed for a while, and then I pushed a lock of long hair behind my ear: "Are you going with me?"

A longing fire burned in his eyes, but it quickly dimmed.He shook his head, just as the guard was calling his number, he quickly ran away.

Later I asked why he rejected me. If he had left with me at that time, there would have been fewer twists and turns later.And he just explained to me that he didn't know my purpose or why I approached him. At that time, he had already been tempered, and he preferred to choose the known torture over the unknown fear.

I couldn't understand it at all. After digesting it for a long time, I couldn't believe it: "This sounds... weird."

Xiaobai has such great power, he could have been as unscrupulous as me, but he just--I don't think it's bad, but sometimes I really think his cautious attitude is very strange.

He emphasized again: "I'm just an ordinary person who got power by accident."

But I didn't know this at the time, and I was eager to see him and give me an affirmative answer.

The thought of the torture he might have endured—used as consumables, and then the body was crushed into a pulp and scattered into small cans for his fellow human beings to eat—was becoming more and more unbearable to me.

But there are really too many white clothes hidden underground, and it takes at least two weeks for him to be rotated every time.Taking advantage of this time, I asked Wu Qi for permission, as long as the little mute agreed to keep silent about what happened there after he was free, he would allow me to take him away.

But the internal power struggle of the Wu family is complicated, and he can't interfere with the underground research institute over there, so he said that he can only turn a blind eye and close his eyes, and I will do the rest.But that's enough.

Considering that my cooperation with Wu Qi is quite pleasant, I don't intend to embarrass him, so I suppress the desire to go directly to study important people,

Pinching the days, looking forward to the stars and the moon, waiting for the little dumb to emerge from the ground again.

Today is the day for his new rotation. I hurried there briskly, but I received a message from Wu Qi on the way. He asked me not to go to the research institute recently, because the owner of the family took his only son to investigate.

seriously?Patriarch?I know that these powerful families are powerful, but the head of the family?I thought the word only appeared in fantasy works.

But that man has nothing to do with what I'm going to do, I just want to take the little mute away.So I pretended not to know, anyway, Wu Qi is easy to coax, as long as I help him with things.He is reluctant to fight against me, I understand.

Today's farm looks particularly formidable, the guards are back and forth in full swing, I secretly swear that the owner of the house is really big, and I have to spend more time sneaking in.

But when I arrived, I didn't meet the person I wanted to see. A strange face took his place.My heart suddenly rose, and I didn't care anymore, I rushed in front of him: "Where's the little mute?"

The raw face was a male, an Alpha, about the same age as the little mute, but he looked sullen and surly. He stared at me and took a step back: "Where are you from?" As he said that, he was about to turn around and call the guards behind, I simply covered his mouth, dragged him behind a nearby haystack, and then pulled out the dagger tied to my thigh - that's why I like to wear skirts - against his throat: "Say!"

He stared at me closely, his expression gradually distorted: "Little dumb—you're talking about that trash in the room next to me! He really has dealings with people outside—I'll tell you!"

He looked angrier than me, and he didn't care that my blade was pointing at him at all, and his words were full of jealousy: "I just said—I just said, I saw the food he hid in the bed, he There’s even a box of pills—it’s you!”

I slapped him hard and scolded: "Be honest!"

He was turned away by my slap, and a blood-red palm print quickly appeared on his sallow face. This half of his face was swollen, and blood oozed from the ear canal on the other side.I didn't pay attention, not sure if I had torn his eardrums.

His chest heaved violently, and he fell on the haystack and still stared at me with a sinister and ferocious gaze. I often see this kind of gaze from people here, but it is more of numbness.And the little mute, he is between the two, he is as calm as water, and sometimes I even feel that he has a kind of indifference that transcends life and death.

Resisting the desire to slap him again, I asked sharply, "Where the hell is he!?"

The Alpha in front of him laughed "ha", and said in a happy tone: "He's dead! I reported him, and the guards dug out the things he hid. He got the stolen goods, and he was dragged to the second floor. —that's hell, he won't wake up!"

There was a "buzz" in my head and it exploded.

I didn't bother to care about Alpha who was still paralyzed on the haystack, so I rushed towards the entrance of the underground laboratory.Its entrance connected to the ground is fairly secret, it is in a warehouse, and verification must be done to get in and out, including iris dandruff and facial recognition, so I just looked around curiously and didn't find out.I don't know anything about the underground.

But it doesn't matter now, all I can think about is that little dumb guy, just when I was about to force my way in, the boy behind me let out a maniacal laugh: "He's dead!"

I didn't understand where his hatred and jealousy came from, I turned around and threw the dagger like a dart, nailing his palm to the ground—he let out a scream: "Shut up!"

At this very second, I heard a huge roar coming from the ground. I am too familiar with that sound. It was an explosion—not the first time, but a subsequent chain reaction—the explosion caused by many combustibles. Only one explosion and the collapse of the building could cause such a violent vibration.People on the ground panicked, and the guards rushed towards the entrance with guns in their hands.

The elevator was closed tightly like it was dead, there must be more than one door, but I only know this one, but now I don’t have much time, I smashed it with a punch, and used my ability to disassemble it, revealing a big hole, Then jumped down.

The scene below is just like hell - I don't know how bright it was before, but the design of the underground building complex means that he is not as flexible as the surface building in escaping, especially for such a research institute where concealment is the key .

I climbed from the elevator to the second basement floor, looking for the shadow of the little mute, over the white coats or guards who were alive or dead.

The sirens were deafening, and the ground shone with an ominous red light, but after a more violent explosion, all this was gone.Only people howling in pain.

After the power supply system and backup power were destroyed violently, the people inside were like ants locked in a red-hot tin can, they could only howl and twist and scurry around. consume.

"Little dumb! Little dumb! Where are you!"

Fear makes my hands and feet cold. I know I am strong, but strength—what does it bring me?I have almost nothing, the people I care about most are dead and dead, and there is nothing I can do.

At this moment, I felt a cold little hand gently grabbing my ankle.

I lowered my head, and saw a small child lying on the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices, and his body was convulsing continuously due to excessive pain.

But his expression is very calm, unlike those grown-ups who cried and howled and almost twisted their bones before they died, his face carried the indifference I saw on the face of the little mute, as if——he knew He was about to die, and he accepted it.

I thought he was going to ask me for help, but he just stretched out a slender finger and pointed to a closed door opposite.

"It was burning inside...he threw me out."

His dark eyes looked, and it was—calm?Indifferent?I don't know, I was hit by his eyes, and I couldn't even move for a second or two.That feeling that only comes with the little mute hit me again; my heart ached.

But he just gave me a deep look, as if he was unable to say any more words, but I understood the meaning, 'you will save him'.

Of course I will.

I pulled back the ankle he was holding, and he let go without hesitation.

After a long, long time—longer than I walked with Xiaobai—it was so long that the witch merchant had recalled this forgotten memory, and mentioned our gaze at that time.

He asked me, "Is this the first sight of our lives?"

I'm stumped because it's "this life" for him, but it's been several lifetimes for me.

He thought to himself, "Don't you think everything is ridiculous?"

"...I thought you would find it romantic."

The witch merchant laughed, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"No, I find it ridiculous, even disgusting."

I understand what he meant.

It's all ridiculous to the point of disgusting.

The Alpha that I wounded was Luo Xiaojie.

If Fu Baixue had agreed to go with me from the very beginning, he would not have been denounced by Luo Xiaojie, he would not have been dying, and he would not have met the Wu family father and son who came to inspect. There will be an explosion, and Zhaoyao and I will not be born.

If Wu Qi and Luo Xiaojie hadn't delayed my time, I would have found Fu Baixue to take him away in advance, or just happened to hit the power explosion scene, what would happen when the past me meets the new me?I don't know, maybe I will die, maybe there will be a gap in time and space—in short, it should be a very serious consequence.

If I kill Luo Xiaojie, he will not be evil for several years in the future, and even alarmed me and Fu Baixue to eradicate him. In the end, such entanglements occurred, which prompted me and the witch merchant to finally get together.But in the same way, if I kill Luo Xiaojie, the time wasted may lead to the death of Fu Baixue and the witch merchant.

Everything was just right—so coincidental, so coincidental, so coincidental, so funny, so sickly.

I wiped away the tears from the witch merchant's laughter, he nervously pinched his Adam's apple tightly, and repeated in a hissing voice.

"nausea."

I destroyed the door by repeating the same trick, and then saw the little mute lying on the ground—he had never been so miserable.

The child who fell outside was instantly forgotten by me. I rushed to the little mute and gave him first aid in a hurry. Thank God I had an epinephrine injection with me.I lay down on the ground and pinched his chin, performed artificial respiration over and over again, and pressed his chest, but he just lay there quietly.

He was covered in blood, I held his face in my hands, tears fell down and fell on his face: "Look at me. Please open your eyes and look at me."

Just when I was almost desperate, the eyelashes of the little mute trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes.

That was probably the most thrilling eye contact I have ever experienced.

After discovering that the man had been rescued, I decisively activated my ability, hastily repaired his damaged internal organs, ensured that he would not die halfway, and then rushed out holding him.When passing by the door, he tugged my sleeve lightly, I turned my head and saw the little boy lying there resigned to his fate, only looking at me with a pair of black eyes like a dry well.

I asked the little mute, "You want me to save him?"

The little mute nodded feebly.

So I bent down and changed the boy from a hug to a back, and the child was held in my arms.

As soon as I reached the ground, I heard a loud noise behind me, and it couldn't hold up there at all.

I put the child down and Fu Baixue down, and checked their injuries again, but the child said weakly: "Let's go."

"How could I leave you here!" I wanted to get angry when I saw him, not because I hated him, but because of his contemptuous attitude, which aroused my nerves for some reason, the kind that made him cry Acknowledging his mistake, he promised that he would never be angry again, "You are only so young!"

There was a sneer on the child's face: "My father ran away at the beginning. I am very useful. He will come to me."

"But—" I wanted to say something more, but he pointed to the woods again, and said impatiently, "Let's go."

——This little brat! ! !

But... how did he know where I was coming from?

I suppressed my doubts and looked at him again to make sure if he had regretted it.

This time he was the first to look away.

After a long time, I asked Xiaobai why he was still thinking about that child when he was dying, and Xiaobai's answer was unexpected.

"Because he saved me."

"At least twice."

After a long time, the witch merchant finally told me why I was so obsessed with me during the witch ginseng period.

"I lay there, immobile, dying, and watched you go into the flames. The door was facing me, and I saw you on top of him, crying. No one ever did that to me. "

He made a sleepy voice: "I was thinking, is that 'mother'? But obviously I also have a mother."

"Later, you took us out, you clearly carried him on your back and hugged me, I was clearly in a place where you could see me when you lowered your eyes, but you gave him all your attention - I was always looking at you .”

"But you never noticed, you just looked at him."

I hugged the witch merchant and whispered to him.

"So the little witch merchant is crying?"

He finally smiled.

"The small-bodied witch merchant not only cried, but was also very jealous - I was so jealous that I wanted to die; I really wanted to die. When you left, I thought, if I have such a person, I must never be like that dumb Stupid, easy to separate people out."

The witch merchant repeated again: "He is too stupid."

Next chapter: Xiaohui and Xiaobai①

I thought hard for a while, then clapped my hands violently, and said joyfully, "You should be called Xiaobai."

?April [-]st

I wrote this chapter very well.

The entire three volumes are well written, and finally there is no need to design foreshadowing and consider the degree of spoilers to pave the way for the plot.

Inspiration is like diabetes insipidus.