Quick Wear Peace

Seeing the familiar hawking sounds, the bustling crowds, and all kinds of smells floating around, every time someone walked past An Ning, a unique smell emanated from him.

An Ning covered her nose, feeling somewhat regretful as to why she came out.

Although there was this smell at the palace gate, there weren't many people around wherever she went.

My cheerful mood suddenly dropped.

"Let's go back."

"Yes." The guard didn't understand why the person who was so happy just now was so depressed now, but he still agreed.

When Gong Shangjiao came back, he saw An Ning lying on the bed, looking listless.

He waved away the guards, strode to the bedside, and grabbed the person on the bed, "What happened?"

An Ning looked at the dusty man, buried her head in his arms, and said in a muffled voice, "It's okay."

"When you came, you were so happy and said you wanted to have a good time, right?" Gong Shangjiao played with a strand of An Ning's smooth hair.

"No more fun."

"What's wrong?" Gong Shangjiao felt that her mood was not right, so he dug the person out of his arms and saw that the corners of An Ning's eyes were red.

An Ning told him the story in a muffled voice, "It's really not that I'm being squeamish this time, it's just that the smell is too strong."

Can you imagine that you are walking on the mainland and suddenly someone pours water of various smells on you?

At that moment, I felt like my nose was about to fail.

Gong Shangjiao ruffled her hair with amusement, "You can rest in the inn for now, I will complete the task as soon as possible."

An Ning nodded. It seemed that she couldn't go out and play freely in this world.

"Master, go out and have a look, our Demubian has appeared." The system said to An Ning excitedly.

An Ning put on her coat, put on her shoes, and hurried out of the room.

As soon as I walked down the stairs, I heard the waiter's loud scolding, "You monster, who asked you to come here? Leave now. If you scare the guests, you can't afford it."

A gray child lowered his head, curled up into a ball, and remained unmoved no matter how the waiter beat and scolded him.

The guests inside looked at him as if they were watching a show, and no one offered to help.

"stop."

The waiter said, stopping what he was doing and looking at Xing Anning, "I hope you won't meddle in other people's business. This guy is unknown and is known throughout the county."

An Ning ignored the waiter. She reached out her hand and gently lifted the little guy's head. Sure enough, she saw red eyes.

The child's face was covered in mud, his hair was tangled and messy, his teeth were bared, and his red eyes were full of ferocity.

An Ning transferred magical power to the child from her hands.

Slowly, the little guy felt a warm current appearing in his aching body, which greatly relieved the pain.

The little guy's eyes gradually calmed down, filled with confusion.

"Little guy, I have some delicious food here, do you want to eat it?" An Ning took out a bottle of blood that Gong Yuanzheng collected last time from his sleeve, actually from the space.

I don’t know which irresponsible parents left such a young child here.

I just checked and found that his physical function is very poor.

The little guy smelled a very nice smell, a smell he had smelled before, especially in places where a lot of people went. There was also this smell there, but it was not as nice as this one.

He stretched out his hand tentatively, looking at the dark Mi Li with no discernible expression on her face, but her hand remained motionless.

He stood up, grabbed the bottle from An Ning's hand, and ran away quickly, waiting for an empty alley.

When he saw no one chasing him, he leaned against a small corner against the wall, panting, opened the bottle, put it to his mouth, and drank it.

Maybe he drank too quickly, the little guy covered his neck and coughed a few times.

"No one is competing with you for the drink, so take your time drinking." A soft voice came from above his head.

The little guy held the bottle vigilantly and took two steps back, his feet moving as if to run away.

It seemed like something was wrong and he wanted to escape immediately.

An Ning jumped down from the wall, walked slowly to a safe space at a certain distance from him, and stopped.

"Who... are you?" The voice was childish and hoarse, as if it was not spoken often.

"Do you want to live a life without worries about food and clothing? Can I give it to you?" An Ning's tone was full of temptation.

After he left, An Ning learned about the child from the waiter.

When the child was just born, he opened his blood-red eyes and sucked his mother's blood in front of the midwife's horrified gaze.

His father is also missing.

There were also kind-hearted people who helped the child, but the next day, the child was found among the chickens, and all the chickens had been bitten to death.

The little baby's face was covered in blood and there was a circle of chicken feathers hanging from his mouth. People were so scared that they hurriedly sent him away.

But this child was very tenacious and somehow he survived.

Gradually, more and more people's chickens died.

As a result, few households dare to raise chickens or other animals now.

Maybe because he had run out of food, he would often stay in this inn, staring at the guests passing by with his red, hungry eyes.

I finally managed to drive him away, but I didn't expect him to come back again.

But the little guy didn't fall for it, "You...what exactly do you want to say?"

Very good, I just said two short sentences and became more and more fluent.

The learning ability is very good.

"I want the rest of your life, but I'll make sure it doesn't look like this."

The little guy didn’t know what about him that the woman in front of him liked, but he had nothing to lose. Could he be as bad as he is now?

After thinking about it carefully, he finally nodded.

I saw the little guy in front of me slowly relax his guard, and his white and tender hands were covered with mud and scars.

Feeling the cool breath on his hand, he tried to break free, but he was not strong enough to break free.

He had to give up and let her hold his hand.

When he returned to the inn again, the innkeeper saw the woman in front of him pulling the dirty little kid.

I can't help but complain. What kind of good luck does this guy have? If he has some evil thoughts, he might be thrown out in a short time.

"Boil a bucket of water." An Ning's calm voice interrupted the innkeeper's wandering thoughts.

"Okay." The innkeeper instructed the waiter to boil hot water.

People outside were talking about it.

But An Ning didn't care at all.

The waiter put the bathtub in the house and went downstairs.

An Ning clasped her arms and stared at the little guy.