The spell daily of the departed savior

Jianren Qihai frowned, stepped back, and watched these people's madness and returning to the beast-like posture with cold eyes.

When everyone is attracted by the freshly dumped garbage, the empty streets reveal things that would have been overlooked.

The cardboard box, which had been covered with dirty and miscellaneous garbage, moved, and a few heart-piercing low coughs of children that had been suppressed for a long time came out.

Jianren Qihai followed the sound, and found the source of the sound after struggling and fighting for food.

He frowned, and walked towards the dirty cardboard box.

In his previous memory, he followed Wuli's memory and watched the pictures of Meteor Street for too long. What made him most distressed was these children—the age when they should be acting like a baby in the arms of their parents, and they were about to be forced to raise a knife , experienced death and fighting.

This should not be something that minors are responsible for.

He is not a priest, and he knows that he can't save everyone—but at least, he can't ignore the children who may be sick in front of him.

A child who lives in a cardboard box and doesn't seek out food when it's most readily available is when the new trash is dumped is likely to be too ill to support himself out of the cardboard box.In a place like Meteor Street, if he left it alone, the other party would most likely die.

The child seemed to be aware of Qihai Jianren's slight footsteps, and after coughing a few times, he suppressed himself again, even breathing lightly.

Qihai Jianren stood not far from the cardboard box and paused for a moment. With a relaxed and friendly attitude, he slowly squatted down, trying to show his kindness to the children in the cardboard box.

"I don't know your name? If you are sick, you will die soon without medicine and food."

"I don't want to hurt you, how about trusting me?" Qihai Jianren tried to make his voice sound softer, and at the same time slowly stretched out his hand to the cardboard box: "As long as you come out, I will take you to find the medicine."

There was silence in the carton.

It seems that the child is vigilantly measuring the credibility of Qihai Jianren's words.

This made Jianren Qihai frowned again, and his distaste for Meteor Street increased a little more-how many tragedies have to be experienced before children can develop such a vigilant character, Meteor Street is shit/shit!

The cardboard box moved, and it seemed that the child was shaking too.

Jianren Qihai sighed and felt his heart soften a bit: "Come out, I won't lie to you. If I have any malicious intentions towards you, I don't need to tell you these things to deceive you..."

But at this moment, a small figure suddenly smashed open the cardboard box and rushed towards Jianren Qihai. Even though he was young, he was already skilled, and the weapon in his hand was glowing coldly in the sun.

Jianren Qihai was stunned, and then, relying on the muscle memory brought about by the battle, he immediately grabbed the child's arm and removed the opponent's attack and the blade in his hand.

It was only when he completely controlled the other party that he could see clearly that the other party was only about seven years old. His immature face was flushed with a high fever, but his dark eyes were full of fierceness and death.

But what surprised him even more was the child's appearance: "Wuli?!"

The child was even more vigilant, and began to struggle in Qihai Jianren's hands: "Who are you? Why do you know my name?"

The little Wuli struggled too hard, Qihai Jianren was afraid of hurting him, so he had to throw aside the rough blade in his hand that seemed to be sharpened by himself, and imprisoned him between his strong arms and chest, letting him Can't move.

"You have a fever, so you should be hungry too. If I wanted to kill you, it would be easy for me." Jianren Qihai scanned the open cardboard box, saw the only tattered clothes and a little water inside, and probably guessed Xiaowuli Situation: "As I just said, since I can kill you at any time, there is no need to waste time lying to you."

In order to persuade Xiao Wuli to find a medicine that can reduce his fever as soon as possible, Qihai Jianren had to try his best to communicate with him according to the Meteor Street thinking that Wuli would believe in his previous memory, making himself sound like a villain.

But this reason did convince Xiao Wuli.

Xiao Wuli hesitated for a moment, his body, which had been feverish and hungry for many days, really couldn't squeeze out the strength to kill an adult.After weighing the pros and cons, he stopped struggling.

"Do you want me to sacrifice my life for you?" Xiao Wuli raised her red and tender cheeks in Qihai Jianren's arms, and said seriously and seriously: "If you can give me food, I will be a very A useful subordinate, BOSS."

Jianren Qihai froze, feeling a pang of pain from the bottom of his heart.

——How many deaths do you have to experience before a child can say such a thing.

He had seen Wuli's calmness in the face of super-level curse spirits, and Wuli's madness and danger in battle, but no matter what, he couldn't compare that handsome and calm young man with the prematurely mature child in front of him. Connect together.

Jianren Qihai sighed, and in this posture, he hugged the small ball of Xiao Wuli in his arms and stood up.

He could feel Xiao Wuli's tense muscles in an instant, and he knew that the other party didn't trust him yet, and even those declarations that sounded loyal just now were probably just a way for the other party to save his life.

Jianren Qihai held Xiao Wuli in his arms, and left here calmly, ignoring the eyes of people who gradually came back after robbing the food.

"The food and medicine will be yours, and there will be a real house instead of a broken cardboard box."

Aware of Xiao Wuli's slackening after they left the place, Qihai Jianren guessed that for Xiao Wuli, even the cardboard box where he sheltered was regarded as an enemy rather than a "neighbor", and even because of this, he didn't even get sick. If you dare to expose, you can only dare to cough a few times while other people are looting the food.

His heart softened, and he sighed: "But I don't need you to do anything, you just need to grow up. After all, you should be my responsibility—how incompetent the adults here are, That’s why kids like you are going through these things.”

Xiao Wuli, who was huddled in Qihai Jianren's arms, was stunned.

Since he could remember, this was the first time he had received someone's kindness, and even his brain was a little dull before he could react to the other party's meaning.

Xiao Wuli blinked her slender eyelashes, half-believing casually, but in the end she couldn't resist the sleepiness brought about by days of illness and hunger.He hesitated for a while, but still slowly tried to relax his body, lying on this firm and warm chest, and fell asleep due to exhaustion after a while.

Feeling the sudden extra weight on his shoulders, Jianren Qihai smiled slightly.

He stretched out his hand and brought Xiao Wuli's little head closer to his neck, adjusting him to a more comfortable sleeping position.

Since you don't know how to get out of the illusion, before you find the exit, take the shrunken Xiao Wuli with you. You can't let a child bear those heavy things.

Thinking of this, Jianren Qihai suddenly felt a little warm in his heart.

……

Jianren Qihai quickly took Xiao Wuli to live in the corner of Meteor Street.

Conjurers can't bear children, but they don't have any compassion for adults who do evil.

Holding Xiao Wuli in one hand, and holding a short machete in the other, he forced his way to the goal and snatched away the intact building he was looking for. The mature and reliable magician quickly figured out the rules of survival on Meteor Street and adapted, finding a way for himself and Xiao Wuli. A place to stay.

Just like Qihai Jianren promised Xiao Wuli, food and medicine were easily obtained in front of his overwhelming strength to the lower level of Meteor Street.When Xiao Wuli's high fever caused by wound infection finally receded and his body got better, Qihai Jianren's reputation had already spread in a small area at the bottom.

Many people would point to the building where Qihai Jianren and Xiao Wuli lived, and warn their companions not to go there to snatch things from the man in the white suit, that is not someone they can afford.

Xiao Wuli lay in front of the intact glass window of the building, watching the people outside talking about Qihai Jianren with a shy attitude, and his face was full of contemplation that didn't match his age.

"Wuli?" When Qihai Jianren pushed in the door carrying today's water and food, what he saw was Xiao Wuli looking up with his immature face.

For Meteor Street, especially the children on Meteor Street, spending more than ten days without worrying about food and clothing is an unimaginable luxury.

It also made Xiao Wuli's skinny cheeks due to illness and hunger a little more baby fat at this age. After washing off the stains on his face, even if his face is immature, he can still see his good looks when he grows up .

Xiao Wuli walked in front of Qihai Jianren, and when he was serious with his immature face, he added a little cuteness to him. Only what he said would make people feel like returning to Meteor Street: "My illness is cured, Who or what do you want to kill? BOSS."

After Qihai Jianren paused, he sighed, knelt down and passed the food and water in his hand to Xiao Wuli, and rubbed the other's dry hair with his free palm, as if he was comforting a normal insecure person. Like children.

He looked directly into Xiao Wuli's eyes, letting the other party see the seriousness in his eyes: "I am not your boss, I am your friend, and will also be your senior and colleague in the workplace. The only thing you need to do now , just grow up like an ordinary child.”

"Also, call me Nanami-kun, we are equal."

After finishing speaking, Jianren Qihai got up and walked into the house.

Holding the food, Xiao Wuli turned around to look at Jianren Qihai's back, his dark eyes flickered, as if they were a little brighter.

"Qihai..." He repeated the other party's name in a low voice, pursing his lips.

The author has something to say: Jia Geng