Xin Zhixia looked around and saw the child she met earlier, standing on the street with a smile on her face.
The words he said before were still echoing in her ears.
"Well, it doesn't matter. You don't need me to get it anyway, it will come back by itself."
Xin Zhixia always hates herself sometimes.
Excellent observation skills and good memory have many disadvantages. For example, at some special points in time, she will notice content that may not need to be studied in detail.
The slightly weird words of the child, the problem of Zhao Qian being hit hard on the back of the head, the inexplicable tricks of the seventh person...
The combination always makes her come up with horror stories in her own mind.
It was hard for Xin Zhixia not to suspect that [persecutory delusion] and [schizophrenia] were also at play.
But that's not the point right now.
Xin Zhixia raised her lips slightly and replied calmly: "Did it come back on its own? It's obviously still in my hand now."
While saying this, he also picked up the oil lamp and shook it.
The oil lamp that said "I will come back" is still in her hand and has not been completely handed over to the children.
Seeing this, the child was a little dumbfounded and stared at her with disbelief on his face.
Then he took two steps forward, stretched out his finger childishly, and criticized her words and deeds in a childish voice.
"Passerby, do you want to be a villain who even robs children of their oil lamps?"
After a pause, he scratched his head and said thoughtfully, "That's not right. If you don't return the oil lamp to me, what should I do? This is not possible! That is my thing..."
The child looked confident in front, but seemed unsure of himself in the back, with a slightly flustered look on his face.
Xin Zhixia saw the child's changes before and after, and did not forget to write down his words silently.
She had a subtle feeling.
If she was talking to herself in the alley, the child in front of her would definitely not be able to hear her.
However, he could say similar words to her and use them to accuse her of her behavior.
I have to say that this child has a tacit understanding with her, and even their speaking styles are very similar.
However, Xin Zhixia also had some points that she didn't understand.
The child is so rebellious now, why didn't he show this when facing Zhao Qian and Li Yiran before?
A little brat who bullies good and is afraid of evil?
Xin Zhixia's forehead twitched, and she first acquiesced that she was a kind and good person.
Now, she didn't want to go into detail about whether these things were there or not. After all, the scent was slowly dissipating and the time she had to find Ding Yi was limited.
Xin Zhixia was indeed in a hurry, so she stopped teasing the children.
"Little brat, I don't have time to waste time with you. Sister, I still have things to do."
After saying this, she walked over to the child and put the oil lamp into his arms.
The child was immersed in her own thoughts, as if she was ready for a long confrontation. He didn't expect that she would hand back the oil lamp so casually.
After hurriedly holding the oil lamp, he was obviously stunned and his eyes became a little dull.
"It didn't come back by itself, I sent it back to you."
Xin Zhixia waved her arms coolly, left a word of farewell, and walked straight to the target.
The series of changes made the child unable to react, and he stood there and blinked.
When someone walked away, he wrinkled his nose and said speechlessly: "I thought something was going to change. It really scared me to death."
After a while, he made a sound, hummed, picked up the lantern and walked towards the other road.
"The unlucky guy should be called a scary guy."
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The child walked home briskly with a lantern, came to the door of the house, and knocked on the door five times regularly.
"Tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk"
The person who heard the sound and came to open the door was a woman.
The woman's face was pale and weak, and her eyes were listless. When she saw the person coming, her eyes lit up and she quickly turned sideways to welcome him into the door.
"Hey, have a good rest."
Even though his expression softened slightly, his tone was calm.
The child hummed a little guiltily, walked quickly into the house, extinguished the oil lamp, and placed it gently on the ground next to him.
When the woman saw this, she looked up and shook her head.
"I told you not to go out before, but you still have to go out. Once you meet those passers-by, you will be so exhausted that you will die. Not only did you meet them, you also came back injured."
What he said was a reproach for the children's disobedience, but it could not hide his concern for the children.
The child remained silent for a while, then curled his lips and retorted with some impatience.
"Then I just want to go find my father. Who knows I will meet them..."
"Okay, I know, you've explained it many times."
The woman shook her head helplessly, raised her hand to close the door, and asked slightly casually: "Is the unlucky guy helping you again?"
Seeing that the woman no longer scolded the child, he immediately smiled and muttered an answer.
"Yes. But as I said, she doesn't like others calling her a bad luck person."
The woman sighed, "I didn't call her a bad luck person in front of her."
The child chuckled and nodded.
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Xin Zhixia prides herself on having a good sense of humor and is often full of bad humor.
But it's still no match for Dead Space.
In real life, dogs have a keen sense of smell and most rely on this to find others.
But in Dead Space, the opposite is true.
In the story of "Steward Levi's Scent Ball Tracking", people can smell the scent to find traces of the puppy Jasmine.
Now, she followed the smell and came to the entrance of an alley in another street.
The aroma is about to disappear, and the last trace of aftertaste comes from here.
Ding Yi must be inside.
Xin Zhixia breathed out slowly, took out the hexagonal dart from her pocket, and held the sword of judgment in her other hand. She was fully prepared before stepping into the alley.
The alley is different from the street. There are no torches for lighting, so it looks extremely dark.
Even the wind that blew was cold and damp.
The only thing visible is that the structure of this alley is different from the alley where Zhao Qian stayed.
At the far end, there was obvious light, which was obviously coming from the fire from another street.
Not a closed alley.
Xin Zhixia walked lightly and walked close to the wall. She could vaguely hear voices coming from deep in the alley.
A restrained moan, accompanied by a suppressed rough gasp.
I don’t know if it’s because the wound hasn’t healed yet, or because the healing tools can’t stop the pain.
Anyway, Xin Zhixia guessed that Ding Yi's condition must not be good.
From her observation, Ding Yi seemed to lack exercise and was extremely thin. It is particularly amazing that he could escape so far away after being seriously injured.
Now, Ding Yi must have consumed a lot of energy.
Seeing a shadow appearing in the corner ahead, Xin Zhixia's eyes turned cold, and she locked the target and quickly threw the darts.
"who?"
Ding Yi was also alert and asked sharply before the dart arrived.
Before she finished speaking, Xin Zhixia saw the point where the dart was thrown, and a silver light suddenly burst out.
"Wow——"
Ding Yi covered his abdomen and huddled in the corner, surrounded by silver light, and the darts hit it and created a ripple.
During the flash of silver light, Xin Zhixia could see clearly.
