It is said that Master is a recipient [Quick Transmigration]

"There are... monsters, there are monsters, there are monsters!!——"

Ting He was awakened by a shrill scream.

He looked around in amazement, and found that he was in a dilapidated deserted temple at this time.

All around are some children who are not covered with clothes and are dirty from top to bottom.

And these children kept trembling their thin bodies, and looked towards a place with horror on their faces.

Or rolling and crawling, desperately running to the deserted temple, as if seeing something terrible.

Ting He followed the eyes of those children, and saw in a dark corner, an equally thin and dirty boy hugged his body with his hands and curled up into a ball.

The messy long hair covered half of the boy's face, but Zhan Yungui's face could still be seen from his sunken face.

But what frightened the other children in this deserted temple was the boy's pitch-black scales covering half of his face from behind his ears.

And the vertical pupils with cold and vigilant emotions, which are different from ordinary people.

Before he had time to think about the situation, Ting He took a step forward, wanting to walk to the boy.

It's just that as soon as he made a move, the person beside him grabbed his arm.

"Hey, newcomer, what do you want to do? Don't go there, it's a monster, and it will eat you!" Mu Mu was impatient, and held Ting He with his mud-stained hand, stopping Ting He's movements.

Ting He's footsteps stopped instantly, and he looked down at the other party holding his hand, only to realize that he was also a child at this time.

It's just that compared to other children, his clothes are much cleaner.

Ting He pulled his arm out of the opponent's hand vigorously, and said solemnly: "He is not a monster, he is just sick."

"Sick?" Mu Mu looked at a loss, why he had never heard of it, there will be a disease that looks like a monster.

"Yes, it's a very common disease." Ting He said so, and walked quickly to Zhan Yungui's side.

The children around had long been frightened dumb by his actions, and watched Ting He squat down in front of Zhan Yungui, without any intention of stepping forward to stop him.

Squatting down halfway to cover the curious or surprised eyes of the children behind him, Ting He stretched out his right hand, wanting to see the boy's situation at this time.

However, when the fingertips just touched the boy's cheek, the boy suddenly turned his head and bit Ting He's tiger's mouth fiercely.

The force of this mouthful was not small, and in the blink of an eye, blood flowed from Tinghe's right hand, dripping on the ground along the arc of the palm.

"hiss……"

Ting He subconsciously frowned and gasped softly.

But that's all, he didn't show any resistance, and let the boy bite his hand fiercely.

On the contrary, he is even more convinced that this little boy is the possibility of Zhan Yungui.

The only one who can bite him like this is Zhan Yungui.

The strong rusty smell filled the whole mouth, and Zhan Yungui bit his cheeks so that it hurt, and the violent struggle or punching and kicking he imagined didn't happen.

After relaxing his mouth, Zhan Yungui raised his eyelids in doubt.

But unexpectedly, he bumped into a pair of smiling eyes that were brighter than the stars shining in the middle of the night.

Seeing the child looking towards him, Ting He smiled at him, his brows and eyes slightly curved, and his soft eyes swept across the child's face inch by inch.

Taking a closer look, Ting He noticed that not only did this child resemble Zhan Yungui in outline, but also the position of the red mole on his cheek was exactly the same.

Since he will now look like a child, I am afraid that Zhan Yungui is also like him, and is also a child now.

Not long ago, they were clearly looking for traces of monsters on the village island, but they lost consciousness for a moment during the search.

Appeared here after waking up, changing from an adult to a child.

With all these things, Ting He guessed that they might be in the illusion of monsters at this time.

Monster beasts use illusions as a guide to draw out the darkest and most fearful memories in the hearts of prey, making them fall into negative emotions, so as to hunt better.

As for whose memory this illusion is based on...

Thinking of this, Ting He lowered his eyelids slightly, with a smile still on his lips, raised his other empty hand and touched the scales that appeared on Zhan Yungui's face.

Zhan Yungui subconsciously wanted to hide, but he still had Ting He's right hand in his mouth, so he didn't dodge for a while.

The scales under the fingertips are ice-cold and somewhat soft. The scales are in a neat rhombus shape, refracting crystal light under the weak sunlight.

Like a gem-clear wafer.

"Very beautiful." Ting He praised without hesitation.

Despite his presence, he may be the only one who thinks so.

In the eyes of ordinary people, especially for these children, there is something on the face that no one else has, that is a monster.

Therefore, in order to make Zhan Yungui not look so "weird", it is only necessary to cover the place where his scales grow - in the case that Zhan Yungui has no way to control the disappearance of the scales.

Ting He planned to tear some rags from his clothes, but he forgot that Zhan Yungui was still biting his hand.

As soon as he raised his hand, Zhan Yungui followed the strength and almost fell into his arms.

After finally stabilizing his body, Zhan Yungui stared at Ting He fiercely again, biting the opponent's hand a little bit harder.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to forget just now."

Ting He smiled and moved the bitten finger, and said like coaxing a child: "I just want to bandage the wound on your face, just like those who are sick, you are also sick, you have to bandage the wound , the wound on your face will heal."

After hearing Ting He's words, the young Zhan Yungui was unmoved.

Ting He continued: "Let go of me first, and after I bandage you up, you can bite as much as you want."

Waited for a while, still no response.

In desperation, Ting He had no choice but to give up tearing out the rags with both hands. Instead, he bit the fabric on the cuff of his left hand with his mouth, and exerted force with his hands and mouth in opposite directions at the same time.

"Tear--tear--"

In the quiet deserted temple, for a while, only the sound of cloth being torn apart could be heard.

After a lot of effort, biting until his cheeks were sore, Ting He finally succeeded in tearing out a long strip of cloth with his mouth, which was used to bandage the "wound" on Zhan Yungui's face.

And the sleeve of his left hand was torn to pieces, and the original shape could not be seen.

Perhaps it was for Zhan Yungui's experience in dealing with wounds, even if he only had one hand to use, Ting He could meticulously wrap a long strip of cloth around Zhan Yungui's face.

Finally, a knot was tied on the side of Zhan Yungui's neck, and Tinghe looked at his achievements and was very satisfied.

If you don't look closely at his eye, it really looks like a wounded head that was bandaged with rags.

Satisfied, Ting He withdrew his body back: "Okay."

As soon as he retreated, the children who were closer could see Zhan Yungui.

The frightening and timid monsters disappeared, leaving only a poor and thin child similar to them.

This simple recognition made the children around them no longer panic, their faces softened, and they began to whisper.

"It seems that he is really just sick..."

"My mother told me before that people will get sick if they are too hungry. Maybe he is just too hungry, because Bao'er is very hungry now..."

"Is everyone sick from hunger? He is so pitiful..."

"I, I can go to the street and help him get some food. Maybe he will get better soon after eating?"

"There's me, there's me, I can go too! Only when you're full can you have strength and won't get sick!"

These are a group of half-grown children who obviously don't have enough to eat, but still want to help others.

Ting He pursed his lips, and after waiting, maybe he had to think of a way to make a living, at least to feed and clothe these children.

Zhan Yungui also heard their voices.

It's just that he is now in a semi-enchanted state, his mind has decreased, and he can't understand what they are talking about.

I can only feel that the sharp and painful gaze just now has become gentler.

Zhan Yungui couldn't help feeling a little confused.

It seems... It seems that after the person in front of him appeared, those sights that made him irritated began to change.

He doesn't hate this person.

As if instinctively, Zhan Yungui opened his mouth and let go of Ting He's hand, and gently rubbed his cheek against the back of Ting He's hand like a small animal.

Ting He bent the corner of his mouth, stroked the top of Zhan Yungui's hair a few times, and said softly, "You're so good."

Zhan Yungui heard the words rubbing more frequently, if he had a tail growing behind his back, he would have been waving at Ting He long ago.

While stroking Zhan Yungui's hair, Ting He asked him, "Do you still remember your name?"

name?Zhan Yungui stopped rubbing his hands, pondered for a moment, then looked up at Ting He's eyes, and said a word: "Yungui."

As he expected.

Sure enough, half of his face was covered with scales, and the child with one vertical pupil was Zhan Yungui.

It's just that Ting He didn't know why Zhan Yungui became like this, and he had never heard of such a situation when he was on Liuli Island.

Ting He continued to ask: "Do you still remember how you got here?"

This time Zhan Yungui quickly answered: "Father and mother, they are dead, there is no place to sleep, it is cold."

His expression was calm, as if he was talking about other people's affairs.However, these are all things that Zhan Yungui experienced when he was young.

Tinghe originally wanted to know how Zhan Yungui appeared in the illusion, but now it seems that this illusion is guided by Zhan Yungui's childhood memories, and Zhan Yungui only has his childhood memories, nothing else remembered.

Thinking like this, Ting He wanted to ask Zhan Yungui more things.

He just opened his mouth and before he could make a sound, he heard a sound of "Gulu Gulu——" coming from Zhan Yungui's abdomen.

Coincidentally, after the sound started, there were several similar grunting sounds scattered around.

It's like a serenade.

It caused several children to blush in embarrassment, covering their stomachs and bowing their heads in embarrassment, hoping that their stomachs would stop screaming.

Ting He couldn't help laughing. Speaking of which, he also felt a little hungry now, but he could still bear it.

Seeing Zhan Yungui covering his belly and frowning, Ting He immediately turned to look at the big-eyed kid standing behind him on the right.

"Bao'er, do you know where there are small rivers and streams nearby?"

The child named Bao'er blinked his big eyes, and replied: "Yes, it's just that Bao'er can't remember how to get there... But Brother Mu should know."

The kid Mu Mu who was the first to stop Ting He from getting close to Zhan Yungui nodded, "I know where a small stream is."

He looked at Zhan Yungui timidly, and finally hesitantly said to Tinghe: "If you want to go, I can take you there."

Ting He: "Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you."

In the end, with Mu Mu leading the way, Tinghe, Zhan Yungui and the child named Bao'er set off in the direction of the small stream.

The children who were left in the deserted temple obeyed Tinghe's arrangement and went together to collect wild vegetables, dry firewood and other things around the deserted temple.

Most of the children are good-natured and lack their own opinions.Now there is the oldest Ting He at the head, who quickly condensed into a few small but tenacious forces, and it didn't take long to complete the arrangement Ting He ordered.

However, Tinghe and the others encountered a little trouble.

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