dhibooks 23 The Way Forward
23 The Way Forward
In the middle of the night, light rain began to fall from the sky, washing away the filth of the ground.
In the alley, Xiang Yang fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment with scars all over his body. The cold rain fell on his face, washing the blood on his body onto the ground.
The scars all over his body were stimulated by the cold rain, and he was slightly inflamed, and Xiang Yang's pale face showed a painful expression.
Bu lingered around Xiangyang, trying to drag him down, but he was too small to be able to do so.
"woo woo woo woo"
Butang lay beside Xiangyang's head, his white fur was drenched, he curled up and whimpered.
Faint footsteps came from ahead, Butang pricked up his ears to listen, and then quickly ran into the imperial spirit bag on his waist.
I saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy holding a broken small bowl in front of him, and his clothes were torn. He spat while walking: "It's raining, I don't have anything to eat today."
As Amu approached the alley, he suddenly heard the sound of gunfire. He was startled and followed the sound.
I saw a young boy about nine years old lying on the ground covered in bruises, his face was pale and his lips were white.
Amu kicked the boy with his foot.
"Hey! Is it dead?"
Seeing the young man's small face wrinkled together in pain, Amu retracted his feet resentfully, and then stepped away.
At the entrance of the alley, Amu stopped suddenly, turned around with a numb face, carried the boy on his back, and walked forward resignedly, saying as he walked:
"It's a good thing you met me, boy."
Although Amu was fifteen or sixteen years old, years of malnutrition made him look thinner than his peers, and it took him a long time to walk all the way to a ruined temple.
Amu struggled to dismantle the boy's background and put him on the haystack. His movements were not very gentle, and the unconscious boy let out a painful snort.
Amu touched his nose innocently, looked at his wet face and pale face, thought for a while, went to the corner and took out a pile of wood to start a fire.
Amu was angry, looked at the little boy who was no longer frowning tightly, and then nodded reassuringly.
Amu looked at the scars on the young man's body and pursed his mouth. If this continues, this man must die!
Looking at the clothes on the young man, he should be the son of everyone. Amu squatted down, rummaged through the young man, and successfully found a jade pendant. It seemed that the quality of the jade was good, and it should be worth a lot of money.
Amu put the jade pendant in his arms, and said to the young man, "Brother Yu Pei, take it as a pawn first."
After speaking, he got up and left the ruined temple, and walked to the pawn shop in the market.
What Amu didn't notice was that after he went out, a touch of red slowly walked into the ruined temple.
Fusu walked into the ruined temple, looked at Xiangyang lying on the haystack, and stepped up to walk towards him.
Unexpectedly, he just took two steps and jumped out of the imperial spirit bag, and Zha Mao looked at him fiercely and warily.
Fu Su was stunned for a moment, thinking that he deserved to be the protagonist's spirit beast.
Seeing his unguarded appearance, Fusu thought for a while and said, "If you don't get out of the way, he's going to die."
Butang was obviously taken aback, looked warily at Fusu and then at Xiangyang who was sleeping in pain, and finally yelled at Fusu viciously a few times, then reluctantly stepped aside.
Fusu walked to the haystack with an unwary look on his face.
Looking at Xiang Yang, whose face was pale and scarred, he sighed slightly.
He couldn't be cruel to him.
Fusu took out a pill from the imperial spirit bag and put it into Xiangyang's mouth, then stretched out his hand, stroking his head gently as before.
I don't know if it's the medicine that took effect or what, Xiang Yang's frowning brows gradually relaxed.
Looking at the large and small injuries on Xiangyang's body that were obviously more serious than before, Fusu caressed him lightly and pitifully.
This is the child he raised, he can hurt him, he can harm him, but he will never allow others to touch him.
If someone hurt him even the slightest bit, he would ask him to pay a heavy price.
Whether you say he is selfish or cruel, Fusu has never been a good person.
"..master"
don't go...
Hearing Xiang Yang's barely audible voice, Fu Su was startled, looked quickly, but saw that he was still in a coma with his eyes closed.
Fusu sighed softly, looked at Xiangyang with pity, and those eyes that always had a smile looked at him tenderly and tiredly:
"You have to know, I never left, I will wait for you in the future, waiting for you to find me"
I will stand at the top of this world, in Shura Purgatory, waiting for you to kill me.
This is your destiny, and it is also my mission.
...
..........
It was already dawn when Amu returned to the ruined temple, and he complained while walking with the medicine:
"A dog's eyes look down on people, when the young master turns over, you will definitely regret it!"
When he entered the ruined temple and saw that the fire was still burning, he was a little puzzled, did he put so much firewood?
Amu pursed his mouth and ignored it, took the broken pot aside and started to boil the medicine.
Thinking of the news he heard this morning, Amu couldn't help shivering.
The world of this aristocratic family is really scary.
I heard that the number one family in the capital, Xiang Mansion, was murdered overnight.
Although it was burned by a big fire, when the government finally went to check, they said that it was not an ordinary fire escape, but that it was burned by a fire to destroy the corpse after being killed by people all over the house.
Thinking of the Xiang family who used to give porridge to the people, Amu sighed, what a nice family, how could they be so cruel? I heard that there are many students and guests, a whole family of 180 and [-] people, unexpectedly There is not one left!
"cough cough"
A young man's unbearable voice came from behind him, and Amu was startled and looked quickly, only to see that the unconscious young man slowly opened his eyes and was looking straight at him.
Amu was startled, he looked like he was only eight or nine years old, but his eyes were not as lively as people of his age should be. Seeing his scarred appearance, Amu sighed, thinking that he was also a pitiful person.
"Hi, my name is Amu, I saved you, what's your name?"
Hearing Amu's question, the boy looked at his scarred hand, and said:
"Guardian"
"Wei Jie? It sounds nice."
Amu was not too interested and said casually. Seeing that the medicine was ready, he poured the medicine into a bowl and handed it to Wei Jie.
"Here, the medicine is ready, drink it after you cool down."
Wei Jie took the medicine, looked at the steaming medicine, and said, "Thank you."
Amu smiled awkwardly and touched his nose: "Thank you, I just carried you in. I bought your jade pendant for the medicine."
Touching the broken silver left in his bosom, Amu moved his eyes resentfully.
After Wei Jie drank the medicine, he took the dry steamed buns handed over by Amu, and ate them without saying a word.
Seeing that Amu had finally come to have a companion, he was still a half-mute, and sat on the side very bored, fiddled with the fire casually, and the sparks flew around with his movements.
After eating the steamed buns, Wei Jie moved his body a bit.
Apart from some weakness in his body, he didn't feel too much discomfort. Looking at the bright sky, Wei Jie slowly stood up from the haystack injury.
"Hey, hey! What are you doing, lie down quickly." Amu saw him get up and hurried over, dragging him and wanted to take him to the haystack.
Wei Jie avoided him and said, "I'm fine."
"Is it okay? Little brother, according to what you say, is it something to do if you are about to die?"
Amu didn't care what he said, he stretched out his hand to pull him back to sit, but Wei Jie quickly avoided his hand, that quick and smooth movement really didn't look like something happened.
Amu secretly wondered, did he make a fuss over a molehill?
"Then where are you going?"
The two were in a stalemate when suddenly a group of men in shabby clothes and bowls walked in from outside the door.
Amu saw them take a step back subconsciously, covering the broken silver in their arms with their hands.
Seeing his actions, the leading man sneered: "Amu, I heard from my brothers that you took a jade pendant and exchanged a lot of money at the pawnshop today. Do you think you should be filial to your brothers?"
Amu stepped back, and said with a smile: "Brother Li was joking, how can I have any money..."
The man called Li Ge didn't care about him so much, seeing that he refused to hand over the money, he raised his hand to signal the people behind him.
Everyone stepped forward one after another, with malicious smiles on their faces: "Brother Li, this kid won't eat or drink fines for toasting, let the brothers have fun with him."
Everyone laughed loudly when they heard the words, and they were about to step forward with their fists clenched.
"Don't come here! Don't come here!"
Amu was forced to retreat to the corner, looking at the few people with fear on his face.
The leading man raised his fist and threw it at him fiercely.
Amu closed his eyes in fear, welcoming the pain.
"what!!!!!!!"
A man's cry of pain came from his ear, and Amu opened his eyes in surprise.Seeing that Wei Jie was standing in front of him, the man who was about to hit him fell to the ground, rolled and screamed with blood on his hands.
Amu looked and saw that Wei Jie was holding a broken bowl in his hand.
After Amu was shocked, he slowly felt distressed, his bowl!
"Damn it, you kid wants to die!"
"Brothers, fuck him!!"
Brother Li was furious and ordered to everyone.
Everyone was also furious, and they raised their sticks and beat Wei Jie fiercely.
However, before the wooden stick fell, Wei Jie grabbed it, and quickly slashed his wrist with the other hand, blood spurted out instantly, and the man covered his hand in pain and shouted:
"Kill him! Kill him!"
Everyone raised their wooden sticks and beat him together. Wei Jie has practiced for many years, although he was injured, his speed did not slow down.
He was so agile that everyone saw that he was moving around, every time the wooden stick was about to hit him, he exerted a little force, and the wooden stick would go back the same way and hit the man's face fiercely.
"Ahhh!!!"
"what!!"
"what!!"
Looking at the scene in front of him, Amu's eyes widened. He saved some monster and came back!
Brother Li heard the screams of his brothers, and the wooden stick also rushed towards Wei Jie fiercely.
Wei Jie dodged the oncoming attack and kicked the person fiercely, Brother Li screamed in an instant.
For a while, the people in the ruined temple turned their backs on their horses and screamed again and again.
Amu looked at the people who fell to the ground and howled and stood there in a daze.
what happened?
"You wait for me! I won't let you go! Let's go!"
Brother Li bent down and ran out quickly with the support of the two, grinning threateningly as he walked.
Seeing everyone disappear before his eyes, Wei Jie dropped the broken bowl in his hand on the ground, and started to leave.
"and many more!!"
Seeing that he was about to leave, Amu was startled, and hurried forward to block him.
"Wei Jie, you are so skilled, I will hang out with you in the future"
Without waiting for Wei Jie's answer, he asked directly, "Where are we going?"
Wei Jie didn't pay too much attention to Amu's words. He looked at the light rain falling outside the window and said:
"Xuantian Sword Sect"