Chapter 147 I Have a Date with Zombies (Please Subscribe and Read)

Zhao Huan slowly returned to his seat and described to Zhu Lian in vivid detail the excitement he had witnessed.

"A child in his teens who can achieve this level is clearly beyond the ordinary. He's a young genius and deserves to be nurtured."

Zhao Huan agreed, "I've already asked Yun Jin'er to go with the child. Judging from his appearance and behavior, he's most likely a poor man who's suffered a misfortune and has a story to tell."

"If you can help, then help!" Zhu Lian said as a matter of course: "All under heaven belongs to the king; all the people in the world are his subjects. Whether you are a prince, a noble, a peddler, or a beggar on the street, you are all citizens of the Song Dynasty."

"What are you doing?" Zhu Lian asked curiously as he looked around at Zhao Huan.

"Let me see if there is any light around you and any halo on your head. Whose female Bodhisattva is this? She has a kind heart." Zhao Huan teased.

"Pah, pah, pah!"

Zhu Lian quickly covered Zhao Huan's mouth: "Talk is talk, laugh is laugh, but don't make fun of the Buddha."

Zhao Huan: Teacher Zhao Lirong, are you possessed? Admit it, I have seen through everything.

Under the reluctant gaze of the stall owner, Zhao Huan and Zhu Lian waited for Yun Jin'er to come back quickly, paid the bill and left.

A pair of handsome men and beautiful women, a talented man and a beautiful woman, were eating delicious food at a roadside noodle stall. The people around them were salivating and couldn't help but come forward to taste it to see how delicious it was to make them eat so happily and comfortably.

"Sir, Master, I've found out. The child's name is Kuang Fusheng. He lives in an orphanage in the outer city. He has a sick, bedridden mother and a five-year-old sister."

Yun Jin'er quickly relayed what she had learned to Zhao Huan and Zhu Lian.

"Kuang Fusheng?" Zhao Huan muttered softly, "Why does this name sound so familiar?"

"Kuang, this is a surname that's not very common in the north, but there are quite a few in Guangnan West Road." Zhu Lian said, "Let's go and take a look. Maybe they're from the same hometown as me?"

Zhao Huan kept muttering to himself, and the more he thought about it, the more familiar it felt. However, the memory seemed to be covered by a thin film that he couldn't get through, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

The three of them walked towards the outer city.

At this moment, in front of the newly purchased shop Daiyufang, Shao Chengzhang looked at the closed door and fell into deep self-doubt. His Majesty sneaked out to play without me...

In the outer city, not far to the north of Xiangguo Temple, there is a dilapidated relief home that is very run-down.

"This should be an abandoned one." Zhao Huan said as he looked at the yard covered with weeds and dust.

No one could answer Zhao Huan's question. This place was really remote and ordinary people couldn't find it.

However, think about it, how could a place like a relief house be built in a bustling place? It must be in a remote corner of the city.

Although it is called a relief home, it is indeed not very large, with only about seventeen or eighteen rooms. From a distance, many of the roofs are leaking, and only one or two are still intact, with one of them even emitting wisps of smoke.

"Squeak! Squeak!"

Zhao Huan pushed open the wooden door, and suddenly there was a sharp sound.

In the yard, a little girl who was loosening the soil with a small wooden stick ran back into the house as quickly as a fertilized rabbit and looked out through the crack in the door.

“Bang!”

The door of another room opened, and the little boy that Zhao Huan had just met in the town ran out with a sharp hatchet in his hand, staring at Zhao Huan and the other two cautiously.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" The little boy held the hatchet in his hand without blinking.

"Don't worry, we mean no harm." Yun Jin'er stood in front of Zhao Huan. This was perfectly normal. This was called protecting the emperor, and it was a great achievement...

Little boy: He actually hid behind a woman. What the book says is right, scholars are really good for nothing.

"Just now on Bianhe Street, you were playing Go with some old men. Our young man saw you and thought you had quite a talent, so he wanted to come over and see if you needed any help."

Yun Jin'er kept smiling as she approached the little boy step by step, constantly comforting him softly: "I also know your name is Kuang Fusheng, and I know you have a sick mother and a younger sister..."

Getting closer, three steps, two steps, one step.

The little boy suddenly found that the hatchet in his hand was missing. He looked up and saw the beautiful sister with a knife in her hand, flying up and down, sometimes appearing and sometimes disappearing, like magic.

The shadowless hand that I have practiced for many years is not just a reputation.

The little boy felt that he was careless and Yun Jin'er was so close to him that he was only one meter away. It turned out that the more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to deceive.

The little girl who had been hiding no longer hid. She rushed out of the house with a pointed wooden stick, shouting, "Brother, run into the house!"

The little boy naturally would not do such a thing. He took the stick and protected his sister behind him.

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, we are here to bring you warmth."

Zhao Huan signaled Yun Jin'er to return the hatchet to the little boy, then took out a roast chicken wrapped in yellow paper from his pocket and placed it on the stone table in the yard.

Zhu Lian: God damn sends warmth...

The little boy took the hatchet, his expression softened a bit, and asked, "You're not human traffickers, are you?"

"No, no."

"Kid, you're pretty smart on the street, how could you be so confused now? With the way we're dressed, could we be human traffickers?"

"Cough, cough, cough, cough!"

"Fu Sheng, Fu Sheng, is someone coming?" A weak voice came from inside the house, and the voice was shouted towards the door with all the strength, obviously being awakened by the noise outside the house.

Zhao Huan made a gesture to keep quiet, then followed the child into the house.

It was called a house, but there was nothing in it except a bed and a tattered table. The bed was covered with thick straw and a moldy quilt that was so colorful that you couldn't tell.

The musty smell in the room choked Zhao Huan so much that he almost fainted. He forced himself to speak.

"Auntie, we are scholars in Bianliang City. Is this your child? I think he has a good mind, especially in mathematics, so I wanted to come and see him."

The child sat by the bed, holding a large bun in his hand. He broke it into small pieces and handed it to her: "Mom, eat some buns first, and then take some medicine. The doctor said it's a cold, and it will be fine after a few doses of medicine."

The woman on the bed, with a pale face and chapped lips, refused the little boy's bun and said, "A dose of medicine costs sixty coins. Where did you get the money? We've already run out of money."

The little boy lowered his head and said nothing.

"Even if you don't say anything, I know you've been playing Go in the city again. I told you to make money honestly and not take shortcuts. Have you forgotten how this family ended up in ruins?"

The woman's voice was intermittent and her words were very harsh.