C7 (1/2)

Lu Beiyou cleaned up the accumulated snow in the backyard, then walked over to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Lu Beiyou opened the jar that was holding the herbs, only to realize that the lid of the jar seemed to have been opened by someone.

He could not help but be suspicious, the only people in the shop last night were him, the shopkeeper and Lao Kong.

Mu Qiuqiu had long since returned to his room to sleep soundly. According to past experience, unless he cooked a meal to call her, he would definitely be stuck in bed, unwilling to get out of bed.

It was even more impossible for Lao Kong to wake up from such a huge event yesterday, and this time, it was even more impossible for her to wake up in the middle of the night.

Could it be a ghost?

Lu Beiyou casually picked up a rolling pin on the stove, and checked the back of the kitchen vigilantly.

Suddenly, Lu Beiyou noticed that the firewood in the corner of the kitchen was moving, and anxiously walked over. Lu Beiyou held the rolling pin tightly in one hand and gently pushed away the firewood with the other.

Beneath the firewood, a young girl was sleeping soundly in the arms of a tattered old man.

The girl was dressed in a luxurious but tattered blue cotton jacket. Her hair was in a mess and her face was covered in black ash. She had a carrot in her mouth.

The old man leaned against a wall, a white flower hanging down his shoulders. His clothes were tattered, and one could clearly see the wounds on his body, and even the wounds were oozing blood.

The girl seemed to feel a chill in her sleep as she opened her eyes in a daze to see Lu Beiyou staring at her in astonishment.

Lu Beiyou asked in alarm: ”Who are you?” As he spoke, he raised the rolling pin in his hand, ready to take action.

The young girl was about to speak when the carrot in her mouth fell to the ground. Her eyes were filled with tears, as if she had suffered a great grievance and looked pitiful.

The young lady did not care about her image and climbed up from the old man's body. She pulled Lu Beiyou and cried: ”Please! Please! ”Save Grandpa Mo, save Grandpa Mo!”

Hearing that, Lu Beiyou frowned, he gently let go of the girl who was pulling his hand, walked to the old man, placed the rolling pin on the ground, and placed his hand on the old man's wrist.

His pulse was intermittent and he could not feel it for a few seconds. Apparently, there was no hope for him.

Just as Lu Beiyou was about to let go of his hands and turn around to inform the young girl of this grievous news, he suddenly realised that the warm feeling in his body had passed through his fingertips and into the old man's body.

Lu Beiyou was startled. The old man's pulse that was almost stopped just now had also calmed down gradually.

The young girl saw that Lu Beiyou was stunned and thought that the old man was hopeless.

Lu Beiyou was still in a daze, and upon hearing the young girl's crying, he turned his head and fiercely said, ”Don't cry for me! If you continue to cry, then scram! ”

The young girl seemed to be frightened and stopped crying for a moment.

Lu Beiyou also felt that his tone was a little heavy, and calmed himself down: ”He's fine. Follow me.”

Lu Beiyou carried the old man to his own house in the backyard and put him down.

The young girl also followed along, sobbing a few times as she asked timidly, ”Is grandpa Mo really alright?”

Lu Beiyou nodded his head. The girl heaved a sigh of relief and suddenly fell towards the ground.

Lu Beiyou anxiously hugged onto her, using his fingers to measure her breath, he discovered that the young lady had only fainted.

Lu Beiyou tidied up his own room and placed the young girl beside the old man. Then he took a blanket and covered them up with it and sighed.