Floating Life Half Awake GL

Although the man can't see very clearly, but the general outline can still be seen, he is undoubtedly a child.

And from his voice, you can also discern the immaturity and softness unique to a child, but the strange thing is that you can't hear any emotions that a child should have.

The man looked around calmly, but heard that childish voice sounding again.

"You don't need to look, there is no one else here"

The man's heart was shocked, how did this little child know what he wanted to do? !

Quickly suppressing the shock and doubts in his heart, the man said calmly, "Then why are you in this barren mountain and wild forest?"

The man vaguely saw Zhi'er raised his hand and touched the sitting wolf's head, "This has nothing to do with you, if you don't want to die, come with me."

After Zhi'er finished speaking, the man saw the wolf head turned around and walked forward slowly, and the wolves around him also consciously followed.

The man stood up with difficulty, covered the wound on his abdomen with one hand, and slowly followed behind the wolves.

Perhaps the wolves walked very slowly because of his injuries, but even so, the man was still panting from exhaustion, if he hadn't been a martial artist, he might have fainted to the ground.

Along the way, while walking, the man used his still sober head to quickly think about the current situation, who is this child, why is he here, is there anyone else with him, or is it really as he said, here Only one of them.

Also, who instigated the assassination today? Some of his subordinates are still alive. Now that he fell off the cliff, those people probably thought he was already dead. she is not...

After walking for about one and a half incense sticks, the man saw the wolves in front of him suddenly scattered in all directions. When he raised his eyes, he saw a light shining from the place in front of him that was as high as a person.

"Come up with me"

The man saw the child get off the back of the wolf, and climbed up a not-so-steep stone wall in front of him with both hands and feet, and followed without much hesitation.

After the man went up, he found that it was a small stone cave, about six feet wide and five feet deep. There was a fire in the cave, which was the light he saw from outside the cave just now.

It wasn't until this moment that the man saw clearly the child in front of him. He was about two or three years old, about three feet tall, wrapped in a piece of off-white cotton cloth on his upper body, and a piece of deerskin on his lower body.

The shoulder-length black hair was simply tied back, and there were still a few strands scattered on the forehead. Under the black and slender eyebrows, there was a pair of big and bright black eyes, which were looking at the man with some dissatisfaction at the moment.

"It's rude of you to stare at people like that"

The man came back to his senses, looked at the child's slightly cold and dissatisfied eyes, was surprised again in his heart and at the same time felt a little funny, obviously he was still a child, but he behaved like an adult.

"Sorry, what's your name, where are your parents?"

As soon as the man spoke, he saw that the child rolled his eyes at him, then turned around and walked to the right side of the cave.

The man looked over and found that there were some old swords and several helmets piled up next to the stone wall on the right side. The helmets were all upside down. Could it be that these were left by the child's parents? !

The man was guessing that perhaps the child's parents had passed away, and now only one of them was left, when he saw the child returning with a small bamboo knot in his hand.

"Hey, drink some water"

The man reached out to take it, and while drinking, he looked at the cave calmly. On the left side of the cave, there was a raised flat ground made of stones. A layer of buckskin, it seems that it should be a sleeping couch.

And in the middle of the cave, a boxy platform was built with moderately large stones and soil, which was less than the height of the man's knees, and covered with a layer of animal skin.And on top of the animal hide, there were some wild fruits, a few pieces of three-finger-wide grilled and slightly burnt cooked meat, and an old dagger on top of a large green leaf.

"It's just a stone cave, what's there to see, please treat your injury quickly."

Zhi'er handed the man a piece of dry cloth, and moved a helmet to the side of the stone platform, and then left the cave without saying anything.

The man glanced at the helmet, only to find that it contained some clean water, so he sat down on the ground and began to treat the wound.

After the man simply cleaned the wound on his body and tore a few pieces of cloth from his shirt to bandage it, the child finally came back.

He still didn't say anything, and put the things in his hand next to the man.

The man took a closer look and found that there were some crushed herbs wrapped in the leaves. He turned his head to look at the little man who was adding firewood to the fire, and his heart became more and more surprised and shocked.

"You Know Herbs"

The firelight reflected the immature side face of the child, "Are you afraid that I will poison you to death?"

"..." The man couldn't help feeling more amused when he was choked up like this, and he quickly softened his voice and said, "Of course not, I'm just a little surprised that you would understand this at such a young age."

As soon as the man finished speaking, he saw that the child twitched the corner of his mouth mockingly, and blinked in disbelief, but the child had already recovered his aloof expression.

The man looked at the herbs, hesitated for a moment, and applied them on the wound, and then began to bandage it. While wrapping the cloth strips, he couldn't help but start talking again.

"Thank you for saving me, I don't know your name yet"

"...Then I don't know your name either."

"Well, that's right, I'm really rude. My surname is Leng, and my name is Zongmu. I don't know your name."

After a while, the man heard some impatient voice, "Cen Nan".

"Well, then I'll call you Xiao Nan."

"not good"

"why"

"I don't know you very well, why are you so close, just call me Cen Nan."

"Hehe, in your opinion, why are you here alone, Cen Nan, where are your parents?"

"..."

Leng Zongmu watched Cen Nan stand up from the fire, then walked over, and put the roasted meat on the table.

"I'm all injured, it's better to talk less and rest more"

After finishing speaking, Cen Nan swayed his small body and sat back by the fire, holding the barbecue in his hand but didn't eat, just staring blankly at the jumping flames, with a serious expression on his small face that didn't match her age. There is loneliness.

The past is unbearable, and Cen Nan doesn't know what he did wrong in his previous life. He fell asleep in the dormitory, but when he woke up, he found himself lying in the barren mountains and wild forests.

Forget it, she has turned into a baby, and it's still the kind of baby who can't speak or walk, and she's surrounded by a pack of wolves...