Qi Yuan was happy, this kid didn't realize that he still had the potential to make a bucket.
However, Qi Yuan did not give it to him again this time. Instead, he advised: "Don't eat too much at one time, otherwise your stomach will be full and you won't be able to eat even if you want to."
The little boy's face was still expressionless. He probably understood what Qi Yuan meant and knew that there was nothing to eat. Although he didn't feel full, he didn't directly grab something to eat like he did last night. He just sat aside in a daze.
After the meal, everyone packed their bags and prepared to hit the road.
Qi Yuan looked at the little boy who was sitting motionless like a wooden stake, thought for a moment, stepped forward and asked, "Are you willing to come with me?"
The boy slowly raised his head and looked at him blankly.
Qi Yuan looked into his eyes and said: "If you are willing to come with me, I will go and tell the village elder. At least it will be better than you enduring hunger and cold here."
Although the boy didn't speak, his eyes seemed to have a little more sparkle, and they were no longer as calm as a pool of stagnant water.
In this way, Qi Yuan took his hand, found the village elder, and told him that he had taken the child away.
Of course, the village elder would not object to this. Anyway, no one would take care of him if he stayed in the village. He might starve to death someday. Now, following Qi Yuan was also a way out.
"Sir, do you really want to take him with you?"
Zhao Wu was a little worried. This child seemed to be wild at first sight. He didn't know the slightest etiquette, and his strength was astonishing. What if he accidentally hurt his husband?
"Oh, take it with you, otherwise you can just watch him wait here to die."
Qi Yuan sighed, rubbed the dirty little head of the little boy next to him and said.
Now that Qi Yuan has made his decision, Zhao Wu won't say anything more and just watch it carefully from now on.
The sound of horse hooves sounded, the carriage shook, and it slowly drove out of the village.
In the carriage, Qi Yuan said a few words to the little boy, but he never got a response from the little boy, so he gave up.
In fact, the main reason why he took this boy with him was because the little boy's strength showed last night, which aroused Qi Yuan's interest.
During the song, I remember drinking and chatting with Huang Feihu once. I once heard Huang Feihu talk about that there are a small number of people in the human race who may be favored by God and are born extraordinary. Some are born with magical powers, some are several feet tall, and some are born with extraordinary powers.
Their strength is infinite, and some can travel thousands of miles in a day.
Although there are not many people with this kind of talent, there are always some in every generation.
For example, King Zhou was a man born with divine power, so his martial arts were extremely powerful. This was also the reason why he conquered the world without success in his early years.
The two brothers Junbi and Fang Xiang, the former generals of the King's Palace, were huge, as much as three feet tall. There was also Wu Wenhua, who joined Yuan Hong's command in the later period, who was also giant-like and extremely powerful.
Qi Yuan felt that this child must be one of those born with supernatural powers, otherwise it would be impossible to escape from Zhao Wu's hands.
Since you have such a talent, you should quickly turn it to yourself. With a little training in the future, you will become a martial arts master.
Qi Yuan thought darkly, he would definitely have to travel around in the future and would inevitably encounter various dangers. It would definitely be much safer to have a martial arts master by his side.
Although using child labor as a bodyguard is a bit embarrassing to say, I don’t have any other team to use!
These twenty guards were sent by Huang Feihu. After he was sent to the place, they still had to go back.
Besides, if this child is left in the village like this, he will most likely freeze to death or starve to death, wouldn’t it be a pity!
Instead of doing this, it is better to stay with him so that he can be fed and clothed. When he becomes a god in the future, he will have a good life.
The sun is setting in the west, approaching evening.
No one was found nearby, and everyone didn't care. They found a sheltered place, set up their tents, and prepared to spend the night here.
Qi Yuan asked someone to boil hot water and prepare to give the little boy a bath. Otherwise, it would be inappropriate to look dirty.
When he helped the boy take off his clothes, Qi Yuan was shocked.
I saw that the boy's dirty body was covered with various scars, and in many places there were even new wounds covering the old ones.
Qi Yuan didn't know what he had encountered before, and he really couldn't imagine how he could survive so tenaciously.
At this moment, Qi Yuan no longer had the idea of training the boy to become a master and serve as his bodyguard.
He felt that if he still had such thoughts, he would not be human at all.
He sniffed and tried not to let the tears fall.
I am still too soft-hearted!
However, giving this kid a bath was also a lot of work. I had to change several basins of water before he could be washed clean.
Qi Yuan, who was tired and sweating profusely, couldn't help but slap his little butt, laughing and scolding: "You brat, you almost exhausted me."
After taking a bath, Qi Yuan asked Zhao Wu for some wound medicine, gently applied it to some wounds on the boy's body that were not completely healed, and carefully bandaged him.
Then he took out his own clothes and put them on for him first. Although they didn't fit him a little, they were still much better than his old shabby clothes.
When eating in the evening, the boy still gobbled up a lot of things quickly, and everyone was stunned. If Qi Yuan hadn't been afraid that he would burst, he might have eaten a lot more.
Because the boy ignored the others and just followed Qi Yuan, Qi Yuan directly arranged him in his tent.
After telling him to sleep first, Qi Yuan sat aside, lit the oil lamp, picked up needle and thread, and planned to change his own clothes and make him a suit of clothes.
Of course, judging from Qi Yuan's experience of mending smelly socks only when he was in school, the clothes he made would definitely not be that good.
The boy was hiding under the quilt, half of his face covered by messy hair. He stared at Qi Yuan sitting under the dim light with his eyes open, sewing clothes for him clumsily, stitch by stitch.
Gradually, his eyes softened, no longer full of repulsion towards everything outside.
After I relaxed my mind, a strong feeling of fatigue suddenly came over me.
For the first time, he fell asleep in a comfortable bed, no longer feeling cold or waking up in the middle of the night.
When I woke up the next day, it was already bright.
He opened his eyes, and there was a moment of confusion in his eyes, and then he remembered where he was.
I haven't slept so peacefully for a long time. Lying in the soft and comfortable quilt, I even didn't want to get up.
He turned around to look for the old man who made him feel warm, but he couldn't find it.
Suddenly, the pupils in his eyes shrank, showing a look of horror.
He fears!
Afraid that all this was a dream, afraid that the old man who brought him warmth would leave him here and abandon him.
He subconsciously made a strange sound in his mouth, jumped up suddenly, opened the tent curtain and ran out.