Chapter 97 Noon 5: Poor man

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"It's better not to disturb me."

Hui Huan tried to drag Yang Ya away, but Yang Ya quietly made a gesture of raising one finger to the sky.

Meaning, it's too late.

Then, the two of them heard a "squeak" sound from the door at the same time.

The two of them looked at the back door of the house, looked at each other, and were stunned at the same time.

A little girl of seven or eight years old staggered over, carrying a big pot that was not much smaller than her.

What is surprising is not the young girl's age, but her appearance.

She looks pretty, thin and frail, but she has no ears.

Not only did she have no ears, the little girl also had pustules of various sizes on her face, neck, arms, and feet. All exposed skin on her body was covered with scars left by the pustules.

The little girl was barefoot and didn't care about the crackling as she walked. After stacking the big pot on the table, she realized that there were two more people in the room and was stunned for a moment.

Then she blinked, looked at the blind old man, then at Hui Huanyang Ya, then back at the old man, and repeated this several times.

It seems that this little girl can still see.

"Can't she hear you?" Hui Huan lowered his voice and asked.

"Yes, she is deaf. The child was playing in the backyard one day and encountered a beast. It bit off both of her ears and roared her into deafness."

"What about these pustules on her body?"

Yang Ya couldn't help but ask.

Yang Ya's heart is also made of flesh.

"I got these abscesses because I ate poisonous fungi, and there was no way to detoxify them. After I became blind, I had to rely on her to find food and cook, and she didn't understand..."

To put it bluntly, once a person is unlucky, he will become even more unlucky. After Huihuan Yang Ya heard about this tragic experience, he was unable to speak for a while.

After a moment of silence, Yang Ya looked at the pot of stew in front of him and asked, "The fungi you are talking about are not the ones in this pot, right?"

Hui Huan also stretched his head to take a look. Sure enough, there was something stewed in this big pot. The only thing that could be seen was a few pieces of white fungus.

"No, no, now she has learned to tell the difference."

The old man waved to the little girl to come over to her.

The little girl was very well-behaved. She moved closer to the old man and finally sat on his lap.

She didn't say anything, she just looked at Yang Ya blankly for a while, and then looked straight at Hui Huan.

"She can't speak either?"

Hui Huan's attention was almost completely attracted by this little girl.

"I could speak when I was young, but after I became deaf, I gradually stopped talking. There are only two of us in the forest, so I can't learn lip reading."

The old man didn't know why he explained it in such detail.

At this time, Yang Ya picked up the wooden spoon in the pot and stirred it a few times.

"Let me see what's in this pot."

"Agaric, wild vegetables, mushrooms... these should be fish bones, and this should be dried wild boar meat, right?"

Yang Ya winked at Hui Huan, indicating that the food was fine, then picked up a bowl, filled a bowl for himself, and drank it down in three gulps.

Then he stretched out his thumb towards the little girl and praised with an extremely exaggerated expression: "Delicious!"

"Thanks!"

The girl understood and showed a bright and lovely smile for her age.

The old man seemed very happy, nodded gently, stroked the little girl's slender and ugly arm, and rubbed it up and down a few times.

"How long have you two been living like this?"

Hui Huan still felt something was wrong, so he asked again.

"She became deaf two years ago, and I became blind three months ago. I have been following the traces of the beast. I didn't expect it to be so cunning. Even a veteran hunter like me who has been here for decades has caught the trace. A pair of eyes were pecked out.”

"peck?"

"Ah, yes, that is a big bird with wings spread as wide as five people."

Hui Huan began to imagine the circumstances under which such a big bird would bite off a pair of ears of this little girl.

Thinking about it, I shuddered.

"This little brother, why are you talking to me all the time but not eating? You should also eat a bowl. When you're done, you'll be full so you can go on your way. You see, our grandfather and grandson are like this, so we can't keep you for a long time."

The old man's concern made Hui Huan feel even worse.

Yang Ya rushed to Hui Huan, winked, and said with a smile: "Would you like me to fill a bowl for you? Eat quickly. We don't have much time left. It will be easier to hit the road after we eat."

Yang Ya's words not only aggravated the "Chenguang", but also emphasized the "hitting the road".

After eating enough, it would be just right to send the disabled pair on their way.

Of course Hui Huan understood Yang Ya's thoughts and couldn't help but glance at the grandparents and grandchildren again.

The two of them were looking at each other and smiling slightly.

How could there be such pitiful people in this world.

Hui Huan understood that this time, he couldn't do it no matter what.

He stood up, dragged Yang Ya, and walked out the door.

"We've already eaten, old man, please excuse me, thank you."

Yang Ya still wanted to resist, but when he saw the look in Hui Huan's eyes, he was so determined that he wanted to kill someone, so he let it go.

At worst, we will die together if we fail to meet the target.

Who am I, Yang Ya, ever afraid of?

"etc!"

The old man didn't understand why the kind-hearted young man suddenly turned around and was about to leave. He suddenly became anxious, put the deaf girl aside, and stood up suddenly.

"...Is there anything else I can help you with?"

Hui Huan didn't look back, he just asked softly.

Yang Yaze saw a sudden flash of light in the old man's empty eyes.

The old man said: "I... have something to ask you."

Hui Huan's body trembled, but he still didn't look back.

Yang Ya spoke: "Old man, if you have anything to say, please tell me quickly. We are really in a hurry!"

The old man made a plop, like a wooden bowl falling to the ground, and actually knelt down.

When the little girl saw this, although she didn't understand what happened, she still imitated her grandfather's behavior sensibly.

The old man said: "I know this request is a bit strange and a bit excessive, but for the two practitioners, it should not be difficult."

Yang Ya asked: "Do you want us to help you kill the bird monster and avenge you?"

The old man shook his head, then turned his body in the direction of Yang Ya's return home, remained silent for a few breaths, and finally said word by word: "Please send our grandchildren to Paradise. I...I really can't do it." Get rid of it.”

The old man's strong and burly body suddenly collapsed. He held his upper body with both hands and tried hard to raise his head. Two lines of tears even shed from his empty eyes.

The little girl didn't understand why he was doing this, so she just nodded her head desperately.

It seemed that she could hear the old man's words and completely agree with his words. She nodded desperately, as if she was finally rescued.

Yang Ya tilted his head, narrowed his eyes, and exposed his fangs, looking very interested.

He chose to stay.

Hui Huan shook his head, still saying nothing, still not looking back, but after the old man finished speaking, like a sad arrow, he rushed out of the hut and shot into the unknown depths of the dense forest.

Some people died, but not completely...