Chapter five hundred and forty-two children save lives 1
"Abba, hurry up, otherwise it will be too late to go back, and I don't know what my mom will say to me then." On a rugged path, a child of about seven or eight years old was hurriedly urging him to carry someone behind him.
There was a strong man carrying a lot of things, and the strong man also smiled and nodded in reply.
But before he could say anything, he heard a panicked scream coming from the jungle in front of him: "Ah!"
Hearing this sound, the strong man's expression changed. He no longer cared about the things on his body and threw them aside. At the same time, he walked quickly towards the place where the sound came from. His face was pale and he roared loudly: "Little Coyotito,
How are you? Don't scare Dad. Speak quickly. Where are you?"
"Abba, I'm fine. It's just that I seem to have found a strange uncle here. He seems to be dying." The young man put his head in confusion and walked back and forth next to a man with a blurred face and injuries all over his body.
His little head kept turning, as if he couldn't figure out how to survive such a serious injury.
"Huh!" Just when the young man was still lingering and hesitating, the muscular man who was not far behind him immediately walked up. Seeing that the young man was safe and sound, he let out a long sigh of relief. Now he had something to think about.
When I went to take stock of the surrounding situation, I basically didn’t need to look any further. In fact, the pool of blood here was too eye-catching.
"Who is this? Why is he so miserable? He's covered in blood." The strong man immediately covered the child's eyes and held him aside. At the same time, he looked at the person on the ground warily, and the child kept touching him.
The big calloused hands covering his eyes were raised, seeming to be full of interest in the person in front of him.
"Little boy, why don't we go home? This is not what we should be concerned about. Be good and go home." After saying this, the strong man put the child on his back without any explanation, walked towards the back, and put the things behind him.
They were all on one shoulder, and their faces were frozen, but they still looked at the child with a smile.
"Abba, didn't you say that we as human beings should help whenever we can? Look at how miserable he is. If we don't help him, he will die." The child's innocent eyes looked straight at this person.
The sight of this muscular man made his heart tremble, but when he saw that there was no one nearby, it was obvious that his injuries were not something that a normal person could inflict.
He was also heartbroken, regardless of the child's cries, he strode directly outside, even faster and faster, and walked out of the jungle in just half a cup of tea, but now he was also out of breath.
Yes, he glanced at the distance with lingering fear, but he did not dare to look at his son.
These two men are hunters from the nearby jungle. There are dozens of others like them. However, they have no cultivation and can only capture some simple beasts in exchange for daily household expenses. This does not mean that
They have no knowledge. They have also seen practitioners flying in the sky, but they are too afraid of such people.
Because there used to be a village made up of hunters not far from them, but because they saved one person, their entire village was wiped out, and no one survived. This matter was mentioned in the hearts of these hunters.
A big wake-up call made them afraid to save any strangers.
Although he felt guilty about his son, he did not regret it. He was the head of the family, and he could not let his village be destroyed again. He did not dare, and he was also afraid. Looking at his son,
His eyes were confused, but his heart was bleeding, but he had no regrets.
The wind blew quietly, but the man in the dense forest was still lying here quietly without anything, but the strong aura exuding from his body from time to time also blocked the arrival of other beasts. Everything was
In this way, no one passes by again, and no one cares.
Just when this person's body was getting colder, a brilliant light flew across the sky, but it was a red horse. I saw that this horse had many wounds on its body and was bleeding, but it was still flying towards this place quickly.
He came, and when he saw the man on the ground, a light flashed in his eyes, and he walked in front of him in two steps.
He put an elixir that he had found from nowhere in his mouth, but this person had no consciousness for a long time. How could he open his mouth to swallow this elixir? On this horse
After trying repeatedly but still failing, the horse also let out a whine and kept rubbing its head into the person's hair, hoping that the person would give some response, even a little bit, but there was no.
Seeing that the person's body was getting colder and colder, the horse carefully turned the person over, gently rubbed the elixir to the corner of his mouth, and slowly moved the horse's hooves to push the elixir towards the person.
The corner of the person's mouth was stuffed, but the person's mouth was so severely blocked that it couldn't be opened at all, and it didn't dare to use too much force, so it could only keep panting and walking around the person with all four hooves.
Come and go.
"Crack!"
A sound of branches being trampled was heard. Hearing this sound, the horse immediately disappeared into the distance and kept looking at this place. But just a few dozen breaths later, a tiger-headed figure was revealed here.
The little head was the child who went and came back. I saw this child, holding a small kettle in his hand, slowly walking towards this person. As he walked, he kept looking back, as if he was worried about something.
"My grandma always urged me to drink more water when I was sick. You see how badly you were injured this time. A glass of water is definitely not enough. I brought a pot of water. You should feel better if you drink it.
"The child held a kettle and said happily to the person on the ground, as if this was a very happy thing.
But then it dimmed: "I don't know what Abba is thinking about why he doesn't save you, but if he doesn't save you, I will save you, isn't it just water? The worst I can do is run a few more times." After saying this, he also said this.
The person's mouth opened slightly, and the pot of water was slowly poured into the person's mouth.
However, even though a lot was poured in, a lot also overflowed, which made the children feel distressed.
He said angrily: "You can't do this. This is the water I finally brought out. If you waste it like this, your injury will not heal. I must have poured it too fast. I will do it slowly."
, you also have to drink slowly and drink more water. If you drink too much, your illness will be cured."