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The little mute is always dirty, and his face is full of dust and mud, and his facial features cannot be seen clearly.

After Jun Naiyun took him back, he asked the servant to boil hot water, let the little mute take a hot bath, and even found a set of clothes for him to wear.

The little mute's messy hair was combed neatly by the maid in the house, plus his beautiful eyebrows and eyes, he looked like a young man from a wealthy family.

Jun Naiyun sat in the front hall and waited. During this time, he unfolded and closed the portrait in his hand, and looked at it countless times.

The thin paper was quickly crumpled by him, and Jun Naiyun kept praying in his heart that it was just a coincidence.

He thought, at least, at least don't be a little dumb.

But all these lucks were shattered when the little mute came out.

Jun Naiyun almost engraved the appearance of the portrait in his heart, so when he raised his eyes and saw the face that perfectly resembled the portrait, he was completely stunned.

The child who always hides carefully and stays with him.

The kid who always helped him chase away mad dogs at night.

The kid who tried to say "thank you" to him.

The kid who made him believe that kindness has meaning.

Why, it was him.

Jun Naiyun's heart had sunk to the bottom, he waved at the little mute, and said with difficulty:

"Come."

The little mute came over obediently.

He was dressed in white clothes, with fair skin, Yuxue's cute appearance, and his eyes were always cautious, so he had a sense of confusion and innocence.

"What's your name?" Jun Naiyun looked at him and asked.

The little mute shook his head.

"Would you say, or not?"

Jun Naiyun knew that the little mute was not speechless, he was just not very good at speaking, and he was unwilling to speak.

The little mute thought for a while: "No."

While speaking, Jun Naiyun tried hard to find traces of the Yaozu on the dumb boy, but there was none.

He is like an ordinary human child, without the special hair color and eye color of the monster race, nor any inhuman features.

"Where's your family?" Jun Naiyun asked again.

"No." The little mute replied.

Jun Naiyun touched his head, sighed, trying to make his tone sound gentle:

"Then, make this your home."

The screams outside the city lasted all night before ending.

What the Yaozu man said that day was quickly revealed by Jinwei to several famous elders in the city, and rumors swept the entire Jincheng for a while.

Everyone can guess the consequences of angering the Yaozu and tearing up the contract.

Although the demon clan has a demon king, they are disorganized and have no government, and they are naturally cruel and bloodthirsty.But in recent years, in troubled times, those righteous elders have no energy to restrain them at all, and there are only ordinary people in Jincheng, who have no strength to fight back against the terrifying monster clan.

I'm afraid that at that time, the overwhelming screams and blood flow will enter Jincheng.

"City Lord, didn't that monster give you a portrait? Seven days will pass in the blink of an eye, there is no delay!"

"That's right, it's better to quickly show the portraits to everyone, so that they can be distributed and checked one by one, so that they can be found early!"

"City Lord...!"

"enough."

Jun Naiyun propped his head, and knocked weakly on the armrest of the chair.

He hasn't slept well in the past few days, and now his eyes are black and blue, with blue stubble growing on his chin, and he looks very haggard.

An old man angrily tapped the ground with his cane:

"What's enough! Jun Naiyun, you let those refugees in before, and then you went out to deliver porridge. We let you mess around, and everyone didn't say anything. But now, how can you joke about the life of the whole city? !"

Several people echoed him angrily.

Jun Naiyun closed his eyes and only said:

"People... I have already found it, you don't have to worry about it anymore."

The rally didn't end until noon.

When Jun Naiyun returned to the City Lord's Mansion, he was exhausted physically and mentally. He walked to the backyard alone, but saw a small man busy in the garden.

The sun is shining today, warming the garden.

The little mute squatted in the garden and pulled weeds, making mud all over his body.

The gardener on the side explained to Jun Naiyun embarrassingly:

"City Master, this kid refused to listen to your persuasion, and insisted on finding some work at home. He just made the bed in your room and wiped the floor. We all wanted him to rest for a while, but one of them didn't take care of him, little one." The guy came here to pull weeds again."

Jun Naiyun was a little helpless, and signaled that he knew it himself.

He walked up to the little mute and asked:

"You don't need to do these, why make yourself so tired?"

The little mute raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, leaving another mud mark on his fair cheek.

He looked at Jun Naiyun, thought for a while, and said seriously:

"Thank you."

Thank him for what?

Jun Naiyun didn't understand.

The little mute pointed to the ground:

"Family."

Thank you for taking me home.

Or, thank you for giving me a home.

In the little mute's previous life, no one would give him porridge every day like Jun Naiyun, and no one would give him hot water to bathe and let him enter the house.

The little mute wanted to thank him, but was afraid of being abandoned, so he could only keep doing things to show him his value.

He can wipe the table and mop the floor, make the bed, serve tea and water, and weed.

If he can't, he can learn it, as long as Jun Naiyun doesn't drive him away.

Jun Naiyun understood what he meant, and suddenly his nose became sour, and he wanted to cry.

He thought, if the little mute was just a little mute, he would be able to treat him well for the rest of his life.

But obviously, things don't always go as they should.

Jun Naiyun felt that he could not stay in this place any longer.

He didn't say anything, just got up and walked back to the guest room quickly.

The little mute was a little dazed, and he looked at the woman beside him.

The woman is the embroiderer of the mansion, and she is sewing the clothes for the little dumb who accidentally scratched in the morning.She noticed his gaze, so she came over and touched the little mute's head:

"Good boy, the city lord is just in a bad mood, he's not mad at you."

The little mute nodded with a vague understanding.

Indeed, as the old man said, the period of seven days is fleeting.

On the sixth day, Jun Naiyun's teacher was seriously ill, and he seemed to be dying.

Mr. watched Jun Naiyun grow up, and for him, he was both a teacher and a father. In the past, Jun Naiyun would always ask him for advice if he had any confusion.

But recently, my husband has been ill, and he is always not sober. Today, maybe it is a flashback, and he has a lot of energy. Jun Naiyun is by his side, and finally he couldn't hold back and told him the whole thing from the beginning to the end.

After hearing this, the gentleman was also silent for a long time.

他 说:

"Ayun, I thought you could handle the life of one person and the whole city."

"But he's just an innocent child, and he doesn't deserve to die." Jun Naiyun hugged his head in pain.

"There are also many children in the city, and thousands of lives. Don't they deserve to die?" The gentleman said with deep eyes:

"Furthermore, he is not innocent. As you said, he is a demon, and those demons came for him. Without him, Jincheng should not have suffered such a disaster, and you will not suffer from this choice. "

He knows what Mr. said.

Jun Naiyun knows it all.

But when he thought of the child's cautious eyes when he looked at him, the "thank you" he said earnestly, and the way he worked hard to repay him, Jun Naiyun felt that his conscience was being burned in the flames Roasted, almost smothered.

why.

Why can't there be a solution for both.

Why, he couldn't save everyone.

The gentleman coughed heavily twice, then, with a hoarse voice, he said slowly:

"Xiaoyun. Do you still remember your ideals when you were young?"

Jun Naiyun nodded.

"You said that you want great harmony in the world, you want everyone in Jincheng to live a good life, and you want to be the best city lord. Now, your city citizens are in danger and you need to make a decision to save them. Why are you hesitating again? "

These words tortured Jun Naiyun's heart.

Looking back, he has already run counter to his original ideal.It seems that everything has been done, but nothing has been done well.

It failed to save the refugees, and it also failed to make the city residents stable.

What a failure.

Obviously everything came from good intentions, but in the end, everything turned into a bad thing.

Sir went away in the night.

Jun Naiyun suddenly felt a little sad, his heart was full of sorrow, but maybe it was the extreme sorrow that even the tears dried up.

Jun Naiyun stayed up all night.

When he walked out of Mr.'s house, the door was already full of angry townspeople.

Vegetable leaves and eggs kept hitting him, but Jun Naiyun didn't care.

He didn't even lift his eyelids.

He didn't know how he got home, but when he got home, the door was closed, and the people outside were still yelling.

Jun Naiyun changed clothes in the mansion, and asked the cook to cook a large table of food, but she didn't take a bite, just sat by the table, watching the little mute eat.

The little mute didn't dare to move his chopsticks at first, but Jun Naiyun coaxed him, and he slowly let go.

Today's dishes are very rich, including fish and meat, and there are so many delicacies that the little mute has never eaten.

Whichever dish he ate, he had to put a chopstick in Jun Naiyun's bowl first, and then change the chopsticks, so that he could eat the same dish himself.

The more he was like this, the more tormented Jun Naiyun felt.

Finally, the little dummy was full.He looked at the unmoving food in Jun Naiyun's bowl, frowned, and looked at him suspiciously.

Jun Naiyun forced a smile at him, then took out a dagger from behind, handed it to the little mute, and motioned him to take it.

The little mute obediently put the dagger into his arms.

Jun Naiyun nodded and said:

"I'll take you somewhere."

The little mute nodded.

The embroidered lady who was hiding at the door heard this, lowered her head and wiped the corners of her eyes before leaving.

The little mute saw it.

He didn't know why she was crying.

Jun Naiyun took the little mute's hand and walked to the gate of the city.

The townspeople on the street followed spontaneously, and they surrounded Jun Naiyun and the little mute, whispering:

"Who are those monsters looking for? It can't be that child, right?"

"I think it is. He is weird enough at first glance. He was fighting with a mad dog in the back of my yard that day. It scared people to death."

"It's this little scourge. It almost killed so many of us."

"Little broom star, you just look bad."

Hearing these words in the little mute's ears made him a little uneasy.

He hid beside Jun Naiyun.

But the voices of these people are getting louder.

A bearded man said at the top of his voice:

"Just this kid, he can be killed, anyway, he is a monster, and he will be a disaster when he grows up!!"

A thin female voice said:

"That's right, little bastard, it's not a good place to go, but you have to come to us, there are mother-born and non-mother-bred things."

One person said one sentence, and the voices from all directions overlapped, making the little mute's ears hurt.

He knew they were scolding him, he didn't know what he did wrong, and he wouldn't talk back, so he could only cover his ears in vain, begging them not to speak in his heart.

He looked at Jun Naiyun, hoping that Jun Naiyun could help him.

But Jun Naiyun didn't do anything.

The scolding sound like a tide almost drowned the little mute.

Those people turned into monsters with green faces and fangs, surrounded him, and their sharp words turned into blades, piercing into his chest one by one.

He was breathing heavily, and an imperceptible red light flashed in his eyes.

Just then, the city gate opened.

The heavy city gate slowly opened, and a group of demons stood outside the gate.

The leader was a handsome man with black wings. He smiled and raised his voice to ask:

"City Master Jun, what's the decision?"

Seeing this posture, the townspeople screamed in alarm and moved back a little.

The scolding also stopped, which made the little mute heave a sigh of relief.

Jun Naiyun looked at the man and pursed his lips.

He hasn't taken care of himself for many years, and in just a few days, he seems to have aged decades.The original light in the eyes dimmed at some point, leaving only lifeless.

He grabbed the little mute's shoulders and led him out from behind.

Seeing this, the man smiled with satisfaction:

"It seems that the decision has been made, and he is a smart man."

The little mute was still a little confused about the situation, he looked at the man, and then at Jun Naiyun.

But Jun Naiyun avoided his sight.

The little mute had actually seen those weirdos.

Those people looked strange, and when they saw him one day, they went crazy and took him back.

The little mute didn't know what they were going to do.

They were very cruel to him and beat him all the time, and the little mute was very frightened.

So he found an opportunity to escape, running and running desperately, and came to such a place.

This place is very good. Someone gave him porridge every day and gave him new clothes to wear.

The little mute thought that he could go on like this forever, and he would no longer have to wander, starve, or run away.

The embroiderer of the city lord's mansion is very nice, she said that she has no children, if possible, she really wants him to be her child.

The little mute is willing.

But now, that group of scary people reappeared.

Now, what does it mean that this man who was nice to him brought him before them?

The group behind them were still yelling.

The little mute understood, and they told him to go, go, get out of here, and get out of here.

He knows that when others treat him well, he needs to repay it.

He knows.

So, is this the price he has to pay for the preferential treatment he has received these days.

The little mute gently held Jun Naiyun's hand, and squeezed it a little harder.

Jun Naiyun trembled undetectably, then looked at him.

The little mute looked at him for a long time, then he bent his lips and smiled at Jun Naiyun.

He looks good when he smiles, his eyes are curved and his lips are curved, just looking at him will make people feel better.

The little mute knows that this expression is called a smile.

Everyone likes a person who smiles. A smile makes people look close, gentle, and deceptive.

The man with black wings like a crow would always laugh and slash him with a knife.

So, the little mute made excuses for himself.

He was abandoned again, could it be because he doesn't like to laugh.

"Thanks, bye."

The little mute whispered the few words he knew how to say, and then let go of Jun Naiyun's hand.

He didn't wait for those people to urge him again, and walked out on his own initiative.

Under the watchful eyes of the two groups of people, the small figure walked from one side to the other.

His figure looked helpless and lonely.

He didn't cry or make a fuss, he straightened his back and walked towards danger and abyss step by step.

Perhaps, he may not know what he is about to face at all.

The little mute walked halfway, the black-winged man seemed a little impatient, so he raised his hand to grab it in vain, and the little mute fell to the ground, being dragged forward by an invisible force.

The city gates are closed.

On the ground, there was only a trace of a heavy object being dragged.