I carried the old man on my back and walked down the mountain. I became more and more tired, my eyebrows were wet with sweat, and I was almost out of breath.
"Grandpa, I'm a little tired. Let me put you down to have a rest." I slowly bent down and was about to put the old man on my back to the ground as I spoke.
However, until I squatted completely on the ground, he didn't move at all, holding me tightly and not letting go.
"Grandpa, let me go and let me rest for a while." I thought he had bad ears, so I shouted again as hard as I could.
As a result, he said "hmm" and did not let go.
"You, let me go and let me rest?"
He snorted and said back to me: "Are you going to put me down? Are you going to leave?"
"No, I can't carry it. I'm too tired." I felt like my body was going to collapse. I really couldn't hold on.
"Humph, you are leaving when you are tired. What should I do? Carry me down quickly and don't waste time."
I grumbled in my heart, wishing I could really throw him on this barren mountain, but just thinking about it, if I really throw him away, he will probably die here.
There was no other way, so I squatted and rested for two minutes, then stood up again and continued walking down the mountain.
The old man on his back hugged my neck, and his legs were tightly clamped around my waist, like a rope tying me up, making my body extremely uncomfortable.
"Old man, please relax and don't use so much force."
However, he didn't listen at all. Instead, he chuckled, as if he was deliberately bullying me.
"You..." I was annoyed, but my grandma taught me to respect the elderly and love the young since I was a child, so I held it back.
But I didn't expect that he would go even further. His hands almost turned into iron pliers, strangling my neck tightly. This huge force did not look like an old man who was over seventy years old.
"Ah!" I couldn't stand it anymore, so I yelled in pain and stopped leaning against a tree trunk.
"Come down." I didn't have the temper to wait for his consent, so I directly grabbed his leg to take him away from my waist.
As a result, those legs were completely motionless and were as hard as iron. They were almost welded to my waist and I couldn't pull them.
"You, don't you have a broken foot and can't walk? Why, this is so powerful..." As I said that, I felt horrified.
Because I put my hand into the old man's trousers and was groping for the sprained area, and I actually touched a piece of fluff that was pricking my hand!
"Ah -" I screamed, and I understood what was going on in an instant. I turned my head, and relying on the thin and sparse moonlight, I could vaguely see that in the eyes of the "old man" on my back, It is emitting a greenish shimmer.
The mouth opened slightly, revealing several sharp and slender teeth.
My heart was beating violently, and I couldn't even imagine how the old man just turned into such a monster.
I screamed in panic and twisted my body to throw him off, but because my center of gravity was unstable, I stumbled and fell to the ground. My face was pressed tightly against the mud, and I was hurt by the stones on the ground. The old man-looking monster sat on me, its claws tightly wrapped around my neck, trying to strangle me to death.
"Uh-ah!" I couldn't breathe, my face was reddened as I was pressed to the ground, and I struggled with all my strength. However, all my resistance seemed futile in front of the monster's powerful limbs.
"High high - high high -"
A blood-curdling scream came from behind. Cold sweat broke out on my back and goosebumps broke out all over my body. Now that I had no means of resistance, I could only shout for help.
"Master...Master, Master-" I shouted, my face turned pale because I couldn't breathe fresh air for a long time. My heart is full of despair and regret. I shouldn't have carried this old man in the first place. This guy is definitely a mandrill. Does he really want to strangle me to death?
"Help!"
By the end, I was speechless and speechless, and my mind was almost blank.
"Master, save me..."
This was the last thought in my mind, and then my head hit the ground hard, causing a sharp pain.
Mixed with the strange "squeaking" sound, I smelled a foul burnt smell.
"Ask the mountain!"
I heard Liu Ruxiang's voice calling me, but I didn't have the strength to open my eyes. The tip of my nose felt sour and I almost cried.
"Are you okay?" I felt Master's delicate hands pressing on my neck. She was checking whether I was still alive.
"Not...dead..." I moved my lips.
"It's Master, isn't it? I heard Meng Laoer said that we were an acquaintance, so I let you go without worries. I didn't expect it to be Mandrill, damn it!" Liu Ruxiang muttered, and then I felt some kind of cold plaster being applied on it. The wound on my forehead.
I felt a little panicked at this time. I endured the discomfort and opened my eyes. When I saw Master's appearance, I asked, "Am I disfigured?"
"Well, it's okay. If you put on Master's plaster, there won't be any scars." Liu Ruxiang looked at me with a hint of distress in her eyes, and gently wiped away my tears with her fingertips, telling me not to cry.
To be honest, I have lost my mother since I was a child, and my grandma is the only one who loves me.
Since the day my grandma died, I have considered myself an adult. I told myself that I had no parents, and I had no grandma to rely on. I could only rely on myself from now on. Even if I later accepted Liu Ruxiang as my master, I still had the same idea.
But now, I'm crying.
In my understanding at that time, "crying" was a child's behavior. I also took the opportunity to switch my identity from "adult" to a half-grown child. I snuggled next to Liu Ruxiang and sobbed. It was very pitiful.
At the same time, an inexplicable feeling seemed to slowly arise in my heart, which was different from the feelings I had for my grandma. This kind of emotion is something I have never had before.
Liu Ruxiang then performed a massage technique, which was particularly magical. It was as if she was rubbing my back. After rubbing it, my body no longer hurt.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, I was walking up the mountain with Liu Ruxiang's support.
"Thank you." I lowered my head and blushed hotly.
"Um?"
"Master, thank you."
Liu Ruxiang joked: "It's like a mosquito. Scream louder and you can't hear it."
"Master... thank you for saving me!"
The cold wind in the forest quickly cooled my face, and accompanied by bursts of unknown bird calls, we returned to the top of the mountain.
Liu Ruxiang suddenly quickened her pace and couldn't tell.
"what happened?"
"We discovered the clues not long after you came down the mountain, so we immediately came down to find you. Before I left, I told Meng Laoer to keep replenishing firewood and not let the fire go out, but now..."
I looked into the distance, and there was still a shadow of a fire, and it was pitch black.
