Cannon Fodder Counterattack System

"Are you hungry?" Ye Sinian stretched out his hand to push open the courtyard door, stepped into the door, and asked the child in his arms softly.

Having just seen the magic of martial arts, Yun Buqi hadn't come out of the excitement yet, he couldn't help biting his lower lip and nodded vigorously, following Ye Sinian's movements to look at everything inside the door curiously.

This is an exquisite small yard. The ground paved with bluestone slabs is wet from the drizzle, and looks wet, reflecting the upturned eaves of the house. There is a blooming pear tree in the corner of the yard, and the pink and white petals fall on it. On the blue ground, it looks really nice.

"Let's eat first." Ye Sinian didn't bother to take a bath and change clothes. He was worried that the child would be very hungry, so he strode into the house and said, "Is it okay to take a bath and change clothes after eating?"

Yun Buqi hugged Ye Sinian's neck, listening to him talking to him in a gentle tone, for some reason suddenly felt sad and wronged in his heart.

Although his mind is more mature than others, he is only a five or six-year-old child in the final analysis. At his age, others are still acting like a baby in the arms of his parents, but he has to endure the insults and bullying of others. How can there be no grievances in the heart of begging on the street every day after a full meal?

When there is no one to rely on but himself, no matter what grievances or sufferings, he can only suffer by himself, struggling to survive silently.But suddenly, a tall and powerful figure appeared in your life, standing in front of you and gently telling you, don't worry, he is here.

The feeling that the darkness all over the world was instantly split, and a warm light that had never been imagined before shone into the bottom of my heart was so beautiful that it made people want to cry.

The big obsidian-like eyes blinked lightly, Yun Buqi hugged Ye Sinian's neck tightly, nodded obediently and said, "Okay!"

The smile in Ye Sinian's eyes grew stronger, he was very satisfied with the very well-behaved and obedient little disciple in his arms, his heart sprouted as soon as he met him, and his desire to feed this thin and small child into a white and fat body became stronger and stronger.

Feed, bathe, dress, put to sleep...

Hmm...Speaking of which, he never knew that he was such a patient person.

Ye Sinian shook his head and laughed. He was only wearing a middle coat. After taking a bath, the ends of his hair were slightly wet, and his long black hair was scattered and fell down behind his back. His long hair was like a waterfall.

He sat on the head of the bed, looking softly at the child who was sleeping peacefully on the bed.

Due to malnutrition in urine since childhood, the child does not look fat and cute like other children, but the thin and thin face that is not as big as a palm makes people feel pity at first sight.

Thinking of the bruises and scars all over his body when he was taking a bath just now, Ye Sinian's eyes darkened suddenly, and a hint of distress flashed.

If he was the same as the original owner and came a few years later, how much more suffering would this child have to suffer?

Looking carefully at the child's delicate facial features, Ye Sinian couldn't help feeling soft when he saw the curve of his lips that had never been let go, and reached out to gently lift the quilt for him.

The feeling of raising a son... seems to be good.

Thinking of the child's blushing face and soft eyes when he was bathed just now, Ye Sinian felt a softness somewhere in his heart. He unconsciously raised the corners of his lips, stood up, and walked out slowly. go.

As the leader of the Devil's Cult, he wanted to see who those ambitious bastards dared to bully his own children!

In the largest cloth store in Qingzhou City, the wealthy middle-aged shopkeeper excitedly walked up the stairs, and quickly walked towards the third floor, which was never allowed to enter by outsiders in the past.

In the spotlessly cleaned room, a tall man in a bright red shirt stood in front of the desk, writing something with a brush.His waterfall-like black hair was neatly bundled up high, and he wore a jade mask on his face. The cold jade made of excellent material glowed coldly, blending with the fiery red on his body, giving people a strange look. A chilling feeling.

The middle-aged shopkeeper cautiously opened the door and walked in. His eyes almost lit up when he saw the man's attire. He stepped forward with great excitement, bowed respectfully and cupped his fists and said, "My subordinates will see the leader .”

The pair of cold and indifferent eyes looked over through the mask, and the man's eyes fell on him as if he were real.

After an unknown amount of time, I felt the man's gaze retracted, and the middle-aged shopkeeper felt his heart relax, and the back of his heart was completely wet with sweat.

"Zhao Jie." The man's eyes fell on the unfinished painting in front of him again, and he said in a cold voice, "How many years have you been here in Qingzhou City?"

A trace of ecstasy flashed across Zhao Jie's sweaty face, he clenched his fists excitedly, and said in a deep voice, "This subordinate has been here for more than seven years."

"Seven years..." The man nodded, dipped his pen in the ink to perfect the painting in front of him, and said without raising his head, "Then do you know that there is a man in Qingzhou City who is known as Doctor Li?"

The excitement in his eyes paused for a moment, Zhao Jie nodded and said blankly: "That man is a liar who has done all kinds of bad things, and he is well-known in Qingzhou City, but how did the leader know?"

The man glanced at him lightly, then slowly put down his pen, looked carefully at the painting in front of him, and said, "Arrest this person and bring him back to the church."

Seen by the man's gaze, Zhao Jie's heart trembled, and Zhao Jie instantly realized that his question had gone too far. He lowered his head anxiously, still worried about whether the leader would be angry because of this. The meaning in the words, Zhao Jie couldn't help feeling ecstasy in his heart, and blurted out: "Can this subordinate go back?!"

The man in red gently dried the ink, glanced at him lightly, and said: "If this is done, the mistakes you made before will naturally be wiped out, but if it can't be done..."

The unfinished ending was full of endless threats, and Zhao Jie, who was full of excitement, suddenly straightened his face, and bowed to accept the order: "Your subordinate obeys!"

The middle-aged shopkeeper took the order and left, the door was gently closed, and the room was restored to silence.

The masked man paused slightly, and he took off the cold mask, revealing a flawless face.

The long curled eyelashes cast two fan-shaped shadows on his face. He looked down at the peacefully sleeping child in the painting, and a gleam of unknown light flashed across his eyes.

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As soon as he walked into the courtyard, Ye Sinian saw a small figure crouching under the pear tree with his arms around his knees not far away, his body full of sadness.

A trace of puzzlement flashed in his eyes, he strode forward, and asked as he walked, "What's wrong? Why did you come out?"

Yun Buqi suddenly raised his head from between his knees, his tear-filled eyes were full of surprise, two tears fell in his eyes, and he couldn't get rid of them, making him look extremely pitiful.

Finally seeing the concerned Ye Sinian, Yun Buqi pursed his lips, stood up abruptly and rushed towards him.

Bending down to accurately catch the child who was pounced towards him, Ye Sinian hugged him into his arms distressedly, patted his back lightly, and said softly, "Why don't you sleep?"

"I thought... thought you didn't want me anymore..." Yun Buqi hugged Ye Sinian's neck tightly, his crying voice was full of grievance and uneasiness, big tears fell on his neck, It burns my heart.

The neck was hot and humid, Ye Sinian was stunned, and regret suddenly rose in his heart.

Perhaps, he shouldn't have left while he was sleeping.

"It's my fault." Ye Sinian walked into the house with the child in his arms, and said as he walked, "I'm sorry, I will definitely bring you with me next time."

"Keep your word?" Yun Buqi hugged the master's neck, his long eyelashes were wet with tears, his eyes were red, his face was full of tears, he looked quite pitiful,

"That's natural!" Ye Sinian gently placed him on the bed, and gently wiped away his tears as if he were dealing with a fragile object.

Yun Buqi pursed his lips, stretched out his small hand suddenly, raised his little finger slightly, and stared at Ye Sinian with a little expectation in his eyes, saying, "Pull hook?"

Ye Sinian couldn't help laughing, he met those clear and bright eyes washed by tears, saw his seriousness, sighed helplessly, stretched out his little finger to hook him together.

With a small hand hooked into a big hand, Yun Buqi's eyes lit up slightly, and his voice was crisp and clear: "Will you never leave me?"

"Well, I won't leave you behind." Ye Sinian looked at the child standing on the bed in front of him who was not as tall as him, nodded seriously, and said, "I'll take you out of here, okay?"

leave?

"Where are you going?" Yun Buqi blinked blankly, looking at the gentle-eyed master in front of him, thinking of completely leaving the small town where he was born and raised, and going to a completely strange place, he felt a little unsure for some reason. Overwhelmed.

"Island of No Return." Seeing his uneasiness, Ye Sinian simply took him into his arms, held the child's soft and fragrant body, and explained carefully: "Island of No Return is a landscape overseas. Rest assured, the beautiful island is full of my non-Muslim believers, you are my disciple, they will respect you, and there is a teacher in everything..."

Listening to Master Xuxu's comforting words, the uneasiness in Yun Buqi's heart was slowly soothed. He took advantage of the situation to hug Master's broad shoulders, lay on his shoulders, opened a pair of big shining eyes, and seriously Listen to him.

Ye Sinian's eyes were full of warm smiles. He rubbed the child's hairy head. For some reason, he suddenly liked the feeling of being relied on.

Holding the child in one hand, Ye Sinian walked to the desk and asked him to stand carefully on the chair. Under his curious eyes, he spread out the rice paper nimbly, and picked up the ink-soaked brush with his slender fingers. Between the pen and paper, an overseas isolated island appears vividly on the paper.

"Although this island has no name, the city on the island is very prosperous and the sea transportation is prosperous. Although it is not as good as the capital city, it is also unique." Ye Sinian's white fingertips lightly tapped the very majestic picture on the paper. Chengchi, turned his face to the surprised child and said, "You will definitely like it."

Yun Buqi followed that slender finger slowly upwards, facing the master's light-colored eyes full of warmth, his heart was filled with unknown emotions, he pursed his lips tightly, in the tenderness of the master, Under his gaze, he nodded slowly.