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"You two, hurry up and get ready." The old blind man's voice was serious. If he didn't smile from the corners of his mouth to the roots of his ears, the atmosphere would be even more solemn.

Song Yu and Fu Hanyu stood up at the same time, standing side by side, looking ahead warily.

As far as the eye could see, it was pouring rain and pitch black, and nothing unusual could be seen.

Fu Hanyu frowned slightly: "He's injured and smells of blood."

The rain was so heavy that the smell of muddy water almost washed away all the smell in the air. Only a very light and thin smell of blood flowed into the nose along the moist air.

Song Yu didn't smell it at all, but she felt the breath of a living thing, which meant that the thing that fell on the windshield just now was not dead.

After the old blind man saw that noise, there was no other movement outside for a long time. He frowned and said, "Did he fall to death?"

I'm so anxious.

If he didn't get up and take action, he would lose the bet. Just thinking about the end of his magical days of a pack of cigarettes and a bottle of wine every day made his heart hurt.

"I'll go down and take a look." Fu Hanyu pulled Song Yu behind him, opened the door and got out of the car.

With strong internal protection, no rain or wind could get close to him. Even the pitch-black night seemed to fade a bit when he went down.

Song Yu followed his footsteps and ran to the front of the car. He looked forward and saw that the car lights were on.

Fu Hanyu walked over and stopped.

Song Yu squinted her eyes slightly. The rain was too heavy and the visibility was too low. She could only vaguely see a white thing on the ground in front of him.

The ghost train was getting smarter and smarter. At this time, it turned its lights. The bright light was extremely penetrating, breaking through the dark rain curtain and shining concentratedly on the mass.

When Song Yu saw clearly what that thing was.

Fu Hanyu's voice also sounded in her ears, telling her: "Yu'er is a little tiger and was injured. I speculate that the wound was caused by the bite of a large beast."

Song Yu said: "I know, come back."

The old blind man did not move forward. He was anxious, his eyes were excited, and he was also a little worried. He was still asking: "Have you killed them? How many people have come? Can you two deal with them? Do you want my help, old man?"

Song Yu looked back at him, curled his lips and said with a smile, "Not a human being."

The old blind man said: "Whether it's a human or a ghost, you two move quickly, let's go quickly. This must be their first test, and it's the pathfinder they took. There will definitely be more people coming here in the future." Intercept you."

Song Yu corrected him: "It's us."

They are now in the same car. If those people are really like last time, they will all rush up and no one can escape.

The old blind man's face was a bit dark:...

She is right!

He shouldn't be so mean!

Outside, the rain is getting heavier and the night is getting darker.

Fu Hanyu, who was supposed to come back when he heard Song Yu's words, still stood there without moving.

Song Yu couldn't see clearly what was going on over there, so he shouted: "Fu Hanyu."

Fu Hanyu looked at the little guy in front of him who seemed to have fallen into a puddle of mud. He opened his mouth and bit his trousers with his little milk teeth. He was weak and crying pitifully, and suddenly he felt a little sad in his heart. He felt compassion and said, "Fish, it's asking me for help."

Logically speaking, if it fell like this, it would be dead. He thought it was dead, but he didn't expect its will to live to be so strong.

Song Yu knew that he wanted to save it, otherwise he would not have told her about its condition. She did not hesitate and said, "Then bring it up."

Fu Hanyu quickly took the little guy into the car.

Song Yu had also cleared the coffee table, spread a clean blanket on it, and watched him carefully put small things on it.

It was a tiger, a cub, and judging from the color of its coat, it was a rare white tiger.

The little guy is so small that he is only just one month old at most.

At this moment, the hair all over its body was soaked with blood and matted, and its body was limp, like a bloody rag that had been casually thrown on the roadside.

He is weak in appearance, pitiful and helpless.

The old blind man's eyes lit up when he saw it. He counted with his fingers and muttered in his mouth.

Song Yu squatted down, gently and tenderly put his hand on the little guy's head, and said, "I'm going to start treating your injuries now. Don't be afraid and don't move, okay?"

The little guy had no strength left, so he opened his eyes slightly with difficulty, and gently rubbed her palm, giving her trust and response.

"Good baby." Song Yu praised it. Looking at its small, dying ball, her heart felt soft. It was easy to think of the scene when she picked up Zebao, and she also understood why Fu Hanyu just did this. Want to save it.

The little guy was very smart and knew that they were rescuing him and felt their unreserved kindness. During the treatment process, whether it was setting bones, suturing wounds, or taking medicine, he absolutely cooperated and was extremely well-behaved.

It hurt too badly.

By the time Song Yu treated its wound, it had already gone down the mountain road and the rain gradually stopped.

The old blind man saw that she had washed her hands, stood up and stretched, and then said in a strange tone: "You couple are really kind-hearted, and you dare to bring anything with you."

What is this called?

Are talented people bold?

Nothing to be afraid of?

Song Yu looked at him with a smile and only replied: "I am willing to admit defeat."

The old blind man snorted and firmly refused to admit it: "Who lost? I didn't lose. How do you know it wasn't sent by the enemy to deliberately trick you."

Song Yu repeated: "I am willing to admit defeat."

We are all smart people. Is this little thing a spy sent by the enemy? It is obvious. With such a small body, what is it sent here to do? Give them a meal of tiger meat?

"It is the spy sent by the enemy to harm you." The old blind man continued to speak harshly.

The little guy took the medicine and after the wound was taken care of, he felt much better. After hearing his words, he let out weak low sounds from his throat, and looked at him with his opened eyes. , in protest.

It's not, it doesn't, don't slander it, it's an honest, innocent tiger.

The old blind man felt guilty when he saw a tiger for the first time in his life. His conscience reminded him that he could no longer tell lies with his eyes open. He snorted and pretended to be indifferent: "Don't be too happy too soon. This We’re only halfway along the way, and it’s still growing. Even if it’s not, there might be someone else, and we won’t know for sure who will win or lose until the end!”

Isn’t it just one month’s salary?

It’s like no one can afford to lose.

"Everything you said is right." Song Yu followed suit. Knowing that he had just defeated Bai Hu, he smiled and walked closer and asked, "How is this little thing?"