Ancient Doomsday Traveler

Chapter 46 Compassion

Then, looking at the living dead again, many parts of the dead body beneath it had been reduced to bones.

The bones were gnawed and broken in many places; the living dead really had a mouthful of teeth.

Lin Xiu patted the black donkey and said, "Thanks, Brother Donkey. If it weren't for you, I probably would have had to fight that guy properly. If I had gotten injured or cut, that would have been bad."

Where can one find tetanus in this world? I wonder if the wound medicine Ms. Yao gave me will even work?

Brother Donkey shook his head, still looking quite smug.

Lin Xiu asked, "Why did you suddenly appear here? You're always so mysterious..."

As fate would have it, when the adult man retreated toward the child, he was being wary of Lin Xiu. He only glanced at the child once, and then kept his eyes on Lin Xiu as he retreated. He didn't notice that Brother Donkey was also moving toward them from the other side.

The donkey was also cunning; it moved stealthily and arrived at the child's side almost at the same time as the adult man, without the man noticing it at all.

The rest was easy. Lin Xiu and Brother Donkey had already developed a tacit understanding. When Lin Xiu said, "Brother Donkey, please turn around," the man was caught off guard and was kicked away by Brother Donkey's Donkey Kick.

Brother Donkey glanced at the child, and Lin Xiu immediately understood what it meant: it was curious about why there was a person there, so it came to take a look.

Brother Donkey's curiosity has always been so strong.

Moreover, they are decisive.

Lin Xiu guessed that it was also curious whether the child posed a threat. If so, it probably wouldn't mind kicking the child as well, sending him to his death.

Brother Donkey is capable of doing this.

"Anyway, thank you very much."

Lin Xiu said to Brother Donkey.

Brother Donkey tilted its muzzle, as if it wanted to snort, but after glancing at the living dead in the distance with its eye under its mane, the tilted muzzle immediately straightened, and it stopped snorting, which made Lin Xiu laugh.

Lin Xiu squatted down and helped the swaying child who seemed about to fall at any moment. He saw that the child was trembling, with dry and yellow hair, thin as a rake, dry and cracked lips, and a bloodless face. His eyes contained a trace of fear, but more than that, they were blank and lifeless.

—It is that kind of lifeless, listless state.

This little child has likely endured much suffering and reached the end of his life.

Given such a tragic situation, how could those two adults be elders in their family?

Lin Xiu couldn't help but feel pity. He took out some dried rice and fed it to the child along with water.

But the child shrank back, pursed his lips tightly, and refused to open them. His small body trembled even more violently, making it unbearable to watch.

Lin Xiu had no choice but to give up. After a moment's thought, he took out the small green bottle and asked, "Did those two bring you here because they wanted this?"

The child shuddered and shrank back, his wide eyes filled with the small green bottle, as if the bottle held immense fear for him.

Lin Xiu was able to confirm that the child knew about the little green bottle. The dead man's words were half true and half false, and the box in the hidden compartment might actually have been hidden by the child.

Those two really did bring a young child to retrieve something the child had hidden.

But these young children are not their own children, or even if they were their own, they don't care at all and torment them like this.

Sin!

Lin Xiu sighed inwardly, watching the child open his mouth, but then not knowing what to say.

The child's breathing grew weaker and weaker. Lin Xiu gritted his teeth and shoved the gourd towards the child's mouth again, saying, "Drink some water, sweetie, eat some more, maybe you'll be alright..."

He didn't even believe it himself, but what could he do now? He just wanted to try to do something.

The toddler still turned his head away, refusing to let Lin Xiu feed him.

After Lin Xiu reluctantly removed the gourd, the child suddenly opened his mouth, his eyes barely opening wide as he looked at Lin Xiu, his eyes full of pleading.

"Draw a book for me, please draw a book for me...please...please..."

The child spoke, but it was a little girl's voice, so faint it was almost inaudible.

Lin Xiu understood what the tiny little girl was talking about. He glanced back at the dilapidated temple. The undead had finished their feast outside the temple, and the ground was covered with bloodstains, broken bones, and torn and chewed-up clothes.

The living dead lay down on the spot and fell asleep. It was so close to the ruined temple that it was definitely not safe to go there.

However, a sudden feeling of compassion welled up in his heart, as if it were scratching at Lin Xiu, making him restless.

He glanced at another corpse on the ground not far away, then suddenly gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and said to the girl, "Okay, I'll go get it for you, wait a moment."

The little girl closed her eyes peacefully, but Lin Xiu could still sense her faint breathing. He felt slightly relieved, laid the little girl flat on the ground, and then stood up.

He walked to the side of the dead body not far away, grabbed one of the corpse's feet, and dragged it up the mountain path.

They dragged the body all the way up the mountain road, a little distance from the dilapidated temple, before finally putting it down. Then they took out the small green bottle, squatted down, uncorked it, poured a tiny bit of powder onto the body's forehead, and quickly put the cork back in.

"Someone like you deserves to be taken advantage of!"

He quickly got up, gritted his teeth and said something, then turned around and saw the living dead being lured to stand up again by the powder in the small green bottle, so he hurriedly moved away.

"roar!"

Just as Lin Xiu had expected, the undead took two steps toward this side, then burst into a roar, its speed suddenly increasing as it charged forward and pounced on the corpse.

Lin Xiu didn't watch the living dead man's new round of eating. He quickly took the opportunity to return to the dilapidated temple, retrieved the comic book "The Legend of Granny Feng," and went back to the girl's side.

He knelt down, helped the little girl up, handed her the book "The Tale of the Wind Goddess," and said, "I brought it here."

The little girl's breath was already so faint that it could barely be faint, but she still managed to open her eyes. When she saw the comic book, she became happy and tried to smile, but she didn't.

She didn't even have the strength to laugh anymore.

She took "The Tale of Granny Feng" from Lin Xiu, but she was too weak to hold it, and the book slipped from her hand and fell to the ground.

Lin Xiu had no choice but to pick it up and then use his other hand to hold the little girl's hand, helping her hold the picture book.

The little girl then hugged the picture book tightly to her chest, lowered her head slightly, and called out in a trembling voice, "Brother..."

The sounds of bones shattering, clothes tearing, and flesh churning mingled and echoed in the distance, yet seemed to be far away.

A gust of wind blew, knocking off a tiny hand and curling the corner of a tattered comic book.