Outlaw, I cannot regenerate [Transmigration Book]

Xista was afraid of casting a psychological shadow on the child, so she quickly withdrew her hand: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!"

The young man looked down and saw that the underwear was still there, and the murderous intent in his eyes dissipated a little.He hated physical contact, and the soldiers who escorted him tried to do something wrong to him. He fought to the death to avoid being humiliated, and most of the scars on his body were also left at that time.

Kista raised three fingers and solemnly swore: "In the name of my master, I took off your clothes but I didn't do anything!" The master is the person he respects the most in his life. This oath.

The young man spoke in a low voice, but because his voice was too hoarse, Kista could not hear what he said clearly, so he poured a glass of clear water and handed it to the young man. Seeing that he refused to take it, Xista took a sip and handed it to him Bian: "No poison, don't worry."

The boy didn't care about strangers' overtures, and all his attention was on his sister.His younger sister is lively by nature, but now she is lying quietly. His heart skipped a beat, and his gaze towards the bed became more gloomy. His thin arms supported the edge of the barrel, and he struggled to stand up, but his body was too weak. Trying to still sit back down.

"Calm down first." Kista was about to help him, and as soon as he held the young man's arm, he was restrained by the word "Get out" suppressed by his grief and anger. Bucket, "Okay, I won't touch you, but be careful..."

Before the voice finished speaking, there was a thud, and the person and the bucket fell to the ground, hot water was splashed everywhere, and the room was full of steam.The child fell badly, with one leg crushed under the big wooden barrel.

Regardless of wiping off the bath water splashed on his face, Xista moved the wooden bucket and helped the boy up: "Is it broken? Let me see!"

The young man clenched his teeth and refused to make a sound.The cleaned clay doll looks even more beautiful, but the long champagne-colored hair sets off his sickly white skin,

"Your sister is just asleep, don't worry." Kista wanted to lie to the boy for a few days first, to give him a chance to eat and sleep, to strengthen his body, and then tell him the truth.

However, the young man was far calmer than he had imagined. He pushed Kista away and walked to the bed, checked his sister's breath, and made sure that she had passed away.Without saying a word, the boy picked up his sister's cold body, as if it could warm her up and revive her.

Kista is used to seeing life and death, and he can face it calmly, but it is not easy to persuade others to take it lightly.

Not long after, there was a sound of knocking on the door outside the house, louder and louder, accompanied by an angry shout: "Open the door!"

Kista looked at the water all over the floor: "Oh no, it's the owner!"

The young man knew that the trouble was caused by himself, so he put down his sister and was about to get out of bed to open the door. Xista strode over and pushed him back on the bed: "Sit down, I'll take care of it."

The young man was unwilling to accept mercy, and was about to refuse, when Kista opened the door like a gust of wind.

Seeing the flood in the house, the shop owner scolded Kista. Kista took all the responsibility on himself, lost money and laughed, and even volunteered to clean the floor.

The young man had witnessed the scene where Kista repelled the soldiers by himself, and guessed that he was probably a soldier who rushed to kill the battlefield. Now this soldier picks up the mop as if fighting a war. Naturally, it is natural to say that the plank is not After cleaning a few yuan, the mop was broken into three, and the result was predictable, and he was scolded by the shopkeeper for a long time.

Kista was very busy that night. First, he cleaned up the water in the house, then went to the cellar to dry the damp grain, and went to the town to buy a coffin in the middle of the night. When he returned to the hotel, it was almost dawn. up.

As soon as he entered the door, the boy was already waiting at the door, hugging his sister.

Kista: "I bought a coffin in the suburbs, let's go."

The boy shook his head: "Don't get involved with the people persecuted by the Lion King, you won't want to know the consequences."

Kista: "You don't need to think about that."

"Don't waste your time on irrelevant people." The boy bypassed Kista and walked out. The reason why he waited until now was just to say goodbye to him.

"Why are you so disobedient, kid?" Kista said without any explanation, and hugged the boy up again with one hand on his back and the other on his knees.

The boy slapped his arm hard: "Put me down, touching a dead person early in the morning will bring you bad luck!"

It turned out that he was thinking of himself, Kista thought to himself that although this child is superstitious, he is quite kind.

The coffin was placed on the wilderness outside the town, and as far as the eye could see, there were stone tablets and signboards all over the place, flocks of crows could not go around, and occasionally made a few loud cries, as if they were messengers sent by the god of death.

"The local people will be buried here after they die. If someone is with you, your sister will not be alone." Kista lifted the lid of the coffin and asked the boy to carry his sister inside.

The boy had no requirements for the workmanship of the coffin, and he couldn't afford the funeral expenses at all. Without Kista, his sister would have to bury her body in loess.He originally thought that the coffin was hastily made out of rough and rotten wood, but he didn't expect that not only soft bedding was laid inside, but also some dewy wild flowers were placed beside the pillow.The young man looked at Kista in surprise, but he didn't know that a rough man who couldn't even mop the floor well had such a delicate side.

Kista helped him put the little girl in the coffin: "Say goodbye to your sister."

The boy didn't have any ornaments on his body, so he cut off a lock of his own hair and put it in his purse, and put it in the hands of his sister. After touching her cold cheek for the last time, the boy said to Kista, "Be buried."

Kista closed the coffin lid, pasted a few talisman papers around the coffin to drive away evil spirits, and pushed the coffin into the dug earth pit on the slope. Just as he picked up the shovel, he caught a glimpse of the boy biting his lower lip from the corner of his eye. Blood dripped down his lips, and he knew that he buried his extreme grief deep in his heart, even though his thin body was at the end of his strength, he still tried his best to maintain his final strength.

Seeing such a child, Kista felt a strong impulse that he had never had before. He wanted to protect him, whether it was sympathy or pity, and he could no longer see him being hurt.Kista threw down the shovel and hugged the boy into his arms, as if embracing himself ten years ago: "I will take care of you in the future, teach you how to live and live, and never let anyone bully you!"

The clothes on his chest were getting wet gradually, and the small body in his arms began to tremble uncontrollably. Kista noticed that the boy was crying. Since the two met until now, he has not shed a single tear, even when his only relative died. Thinking that just a hug and a promise would shatter his fragile shell, his tense rationality finally broke at this moment.

"Cry, just cry."

The young man clutched Kista's skirt and cried loudly. He had indeed been suppressed for too long, so long that he was no different from a walking dead except for his breathing.

Kista is not good at comforting crying people, so he can only pat the boy on the back. When he cries until he loses strength and his legs and feet become weak, Kista hugs him tighter and supports his body with his own arms .

After a long time, the young man's mood gradually stabilized, Kista held his face, and wiped his tears and the blood on his lips with his sleeve: "We've already met each other, tell me what's your name? "The old woman mentioned the boy's name, but Kista couldn't remember it.

The boy lowered his eyelashes: "... Huey."

Kista stroked his long golden hair, although it was still a little messy, it was soft: "Huey, it sounds nice."

Huey didn't speak, but he didn't push him away.

"Have you reported enough?"

Hearing the human voice, Huey immediately became alert, Kista patted him on the back to reassure him: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, he is my junior brother, not a bad person."

"If I were a bad guy, you would have died several times." Salem walked beside them with a cold and handsome face.

Kista let go of Huey, blocked him behind, and met Salem's contemptuous gaze: "When did you come here? You don't have any breath."

Salem crossed his arms and stared down at the boy hiding behind his senior brother: "From the time you started touching his face."

Kista only had the love and sympathy of the elders for the younger generation to Huey, and he had no other thoughts. It can be said that he was not afraid of the shadow being crooked. Just be fierce, and scare the child again."

After quarreling with Kista last night, Salem went back to the house and didn't sleep well all night. He reflected on his inhumanity, and planned to apologize to his senior brother. Who knew that he hadn't been seen for a long time, but he was lucky to meet the beauty in silence coming.Salem was full of anger, with storms, thunder and lightning in his heart, and focused his firepower on his senior brother to shoot: "I also said where did you go, and you actually hugged someone in the cemetery! Take the task assigned by the master to heart?! You love to do good deeds so much, you should open a monastery, what kind of knight order!"

Huey was annoyed by Seren's sarcasm towards Kista, but he knew that he had no position to blame Seren, so he silently picked up the shovel and buried the coffin by himself.

Kista faked punching Salem, mouthed him that Huey's sister was dead, and told him to be careful with his words.

It was only then that Salem realized that there was a little girl missing. Although the lingering anger was still there, he was no longer aggressive. He just deliberately bumped his shoulder with the senior brother when he passed by. After venting his dissatisfaction, he took the shovel from Huey's hand: " While staying there, he was as thin as bean sprouts, and after a while, the bastard had a reason to hang on."

Huey was pushed away by him, and he staggered two steps. Kista hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and took the opportunity to explain to Salem: "My junior is very nice, but I'm sorry, ouch!"

The dirt thrown by Seren shook Kista's leg: "Shut up! Come and work!"

There was only one shovel, so Kista had no choice but to hold the soil with his hands: "I knew I should learn the soil spell."

Due to his congenital inadequacy, Salem was unable to use spells, so he shot the sarcastic Kista a look: "You already know two kinds of spells, what else do you want!"

Kista: "Yes, much better than some people."

Salem gave another earth-splashing warning.

They buried the coffin and compacted the soil. Kista asked Huey if he wanted to erect a monument, but Huey refused because he didn't want his sister to be disturbed by unimportant people.

Salem dusted off the dirt from his hands, and said to Huey, "You go to the hotel and wait. The Wolf Council will send someone to pick you up in the afternoon."

Kista looked at Salem in shock: "Did you notify Master? When? How did you say it?!"

Salem didn't intend to explain, and just threw him a sentence, "I will bring you food when you are in confinement, you are welcome."

Kista cried and said, "It's over, I have to live on vegetables again..."

Huey tugged at the corner of Kista's clothes: "...Are you leaving?"

Xista thought that he had promised to protect the child just now, and he was about to leave in a blink of an eye, and felt very sorry for him: "There are some things that must be dealt with, so you go to the wolf country with the knights, at most three days, I will I'll come back to you when I'm done."

Huey nodded slightly, and secretly clenched his hands behind his back into fists.

Kista rubbed his head: "Good boy, your family will be happy for you knowing you are safe."

"I'll talk about it when I have something to say!" Sai Lun acted resolutely, and directly led the horse over. They couldn't waste any more time and had to set off immediately.

Watching the back of the two leaving the town, Huey didn't look away for a long time, until he heard the sound of crushing dry branches behind the tombstone...