Gu Shengyin followed the little boy along the way.


    She watched the surroundings be more and more remote, from the bustling bazaar to the quiet civilian residential areas, through the dark alleys, and finally to a deste ruined temple.


    It''s really deste here.


    Even vagrants with some strength will not choose to stay in such ces.


    Only a little boy like this, even the weakest among the vagrants, would stay in such a ce.


    Gu Sheng has some heartache because of looking at it.


    Even in ancient times, this kind of qualification was enough to enter the top-level major schools and be inner disciples.


    In this backward era of cultivation, such a qualification can enter the best group of people.


    He could have been surrounded by many stars, but he was buried in this small ruined temple.


    But fortunately, I met.


    Gu Sheng thinks that if she teaches the quality of local products well, her future achievements will certainly be good.


    In the future, she will help herself to find the materials to reshape the body and restore her strength. Why can''t she finish the task?


    It was a little cold at night, and the little temple could not stop the wind whistling outside.


    Gu Sheng looks at the little boy''s small body shrinking on the corner of the wall, shaking his hands and taking out a fire fold from his arms.


    There were some branches in front of him, which seemed to want to make a fire.


    But the wind was too strong, he tried several times, but every time the me just started to move, it was blown out by the merciless wind.


    Gu Sheng tears from the smoke in his ck eyes, and he is still on fire with perseverance.


    She sighed in her heart.


    She has always been fond of children, looking at such a situation, the heart is somewhat strained.


    The power of the spirit moved, and the fire which could not have been born before burst into mes.


    There was a sh of surprise in the little boy''s eyes.


    Once again he took something out of his arms.


    It''s dark. It''s small.


    Gu Sheng is a sweet potato.


    Look, it''s not full. The full size should be those stalls that can''t be sold out and thrown away, but this child is regarded as a treasure.


    The little boy carefully pulled out a small hole from the fire and stuffed the sweet potato in it.


    He hasn''t eaten for a day. It''s his only ration.


    Gu Sheng was silent because he didn''t know why.


    "System, can we find his information?" Gu Shengyin asked.


    The system''s white light shed and gave a negative answer: "the character was not mentioned in the original plot, so it can''t be verified."


    If the quality of local products is discovered by the Xiuzhen sect of this era, it must be vigorously cultivated. How can it be unknown?


    The biggest possibility is that in the original plot, the boy has not been found talent, so miserable life.


    The little boy''s eyes were fixed on the fire.


    It can bring him warmth and delicious foodter.


    Suddenly an old voice rang in his ear: "what''s your name?"


    Ah!


    He looked up in panic and looked around. There was no one.


    So Where did that sounde from?


    He couldn''t help but get closer to the fire, remembering the stories of wild ghosts he had heard from storytellers outside the teahouse during the day.


    Could it be It''s haunted.


    Gu Sheng looked at him in a funny way. The fire in his body was a little close. If he moved forward a little bit, his clothes would burn up.


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