I was curious, and I thought the little boy was familiar, especially the look in his eyes, as if he had seen it somewhere.

I stopped, frowned slightly, and looked at him.

I remember that I still had a pack of compressed biscuits in my backpack, so I put it down, took it out, and then walked up to the little boy, handed the biscuit to the little boy, and I said, "Little brother, eat it." ”

He looked down at the compressed biscuit in his hand, I thought he didn't know what it was, I quickly said, "This is a vegetable biscuit, it's delicious." ”

"Thank you, big brother, you are a good man. He smiled at me.

"No thanks. I looked him up and down curiously, and there was a layer of mat on his hands, wrists, elbows, and knees, which had been cut from discarded car tires, but from which I could see the marks of kneeling, and I asked in surprise, "Little brother, are you kowtowing too?"

"Hmm. He nodded and said, "From Guizhou." ”

"Are you all here?" I asked, surprised.

"Hmm. His resolute eyes showed a gleam, and then he said: "But my parents were seriously ill and died on the way, and I followed the others all the way here, and with their care, I can get here safely." ”

I was shocked, and I couldn't understand why such a young child had to take his child to kneel down and knock two or three thousand kilometers like this to get here?

I said, "How long have you been gone?"

"When I was four years old, they set off, I'm five and a half years old now, and we've been gone for a year and a half. He replied very blandly, and his tone was very mature, which did not correspond to his age at all, which surprised me even more, could it be that the hardships of the past year and a half had been tempered?

"Why are they doing this?" I asked rhetorically.

"My mother is sick and can't be cured, so my father accompanied my mother and took me here on a pilgrimage, hoping that my mother's illness would be cured, and it should be a wish. He said again.

"Is it not curable, or is there no money to cure it?" I looked at the little boy.

"Is there a difference?" his mouth moved slightly.

I instinctively wanted to explain the difference between not being able to cure and having no money to treat, and was about to speak, when I was stunned, and found that the little boy's eyes were not questions, but those who looked down on everything, and I gasped, I was stupid.

Yes, is there a difference between not being able to cure and not having money to treat?

Without money, no one will treat you, and no matter how simple the illness is, you can't see it well.

It's just that they pinned all their hopes for a cure on the Buddha, which is very undesirable, and if it is regarded as a vow, then it is understandable, but with these small children, I really can't understand it.

"Brother, do you believe in Buddhism?" the little boy asked me again.

I ......don't know if I believe in Buddhism or not, but I am a Taoist, and the Seven Stars is a Taoist temple, so I don't dare to answer the little boy rashly.

Although he was just a little boy, I couldn't answer him perfunctorily or hastily, I thought about it and said, "I don't know, but I will follow the crowd and see a temple with Buddha, and I will go to worship and worship." ”

"Brother, thank you for your honesty. He looked at me with a slight smile and continued to ask, "Then do you believe in reincarnation?"

I was taken aback again, this little boy knew too much, but when I thought about it, maybe this was what his parents told him when they were dying, saying that they would be reincarnated and come back to him, which was to give him hope and the courage to live.

I nodded, and then said, "Little brother, when this puja is over, if you don't have a place to go, you can go back with your brother, and my brother will ensure that you will not go hungry for three meals, and you will not freeze in autumn and winter." ”

"No, thank you, brother. He smiled and refused, saying, "I'm a vulture who doesn't even eat them, but I have a place to go." ”

"What?" At this moment, my hair stood on end, and my scalp tingled.

People who don't even eat vultures? The undertaker said this, and the undertaker died last night, and today this little boy met me? Is this just a coincidence?

I took a deep breath, then forced myself to compose, and then asked in a very flat tone, "Who the hell are you, and why don't vultures eat it?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. His innocent smile made me feel boundless horror, and then he said, "Brother, do you believe me?"

"I don't even know who you are, how do you make me trust you?" I asked rhetorically.

"Well, then I dare you to say, you go and save your partner now, it's sad that you handed him over to the man who killed him. The little boy spoke suddenly.

"What do you mean?" I didn't understand.

His mouth opened slightly, and four words came out: "Yin and Yang Pawnshop." ”

I gasped and instantly understood what he meant.

Then, without thinking about it, he turned around and rushed towards the location of the Yin Yang pawnshop.

At the three-way intersection, the glory of the Wuling was no longer visible, and no one else could be seen, and it was obvious that they had all been dismissed.

I rushed towards the position of the Yin Yang pawnshop and came to the front of the roller shutter.

At the moment, the roller shutter was closed, and it seemed to be locked.

After closing his eyes and sensing that there was no one inside, with a brush, a white light flashed, and Jun Sheng's sword came out of its sheath and directly split the roller shutter in half.

The bottom half hits the ground, and the top half rolls up with a bang.

I stepped over the roller shutter, rushed into the elevator, and pressed the switch next to it.

There was a rumbling sound, and the elevator slowly descended down.

Then I got to the basement level, and it was pitch black, and all the lights were turned off.

However, my night vision is super strong, and it is the same whether I turn on the lights or not.

As far as I could see, the entire aisle was empty, guarded by the thugs before, but there was no one at the moment.

I carried my sword, passed through the aisle, and walked in step by step, even closing my eyes as I walked, for fear of being ambushed by the face man.

But when I got to the end, I didn't find anything.

Maybe they were all persuaded to leave, or maybe they would come back when the puja was over.

Suddenly I noticed that there were words on the wall, and when I got closer to look at it, I was dumbfounded.

The word 'dang' on the wall is still so conspicuous.

It's just that under the word 'dang', a line of words was engraved with a sharp weapon: You're late!

My heart thumped.

Something still happened, the masked man really had something to do with the face man, I just tore my face with the masked man, and the face man went to the empty building.

Hey, this is terrible, can Wang Chuan's body still be recovered?

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