Fengxue Villa is very helpful to them, providing them with food for free, and avoiding rushing for food - but Lily, the only capable person in the family, is too young and accidentally fell and injured her feet while picking up firewood in the back mountain. If she fails to come back in time, the fire without firewood will gradually go out. You can imagine what kind of terrible disaster the elderly in bed will encounter.

While listening to the girl telling her story intermittently, Xiaoye helped her bandage her with medicine. Of course, the little girl from Bingjian's family did not really hurt herself for the sake of the script. Her seemingly red and swollen ankles were just illusions depicted by paint. While Xiaoye breathed a sigh of relief, she completed the bandage according to the correct steps with a dedicated attitude.

And in my heart, I respected the seven-year-old girl who was injured in the performance and was fake and real.

The old man lying on the bed seemed not very clear-headed, and he muttered from time to time what no one could understand. Lily carefully covered her grandfather with a quilt, and then seriously announced that she would pay the adventurers.

Even though they knew they were acting, the righteous brothers in the South China could not make things difficult for a little girl. The three of them all agreed that they would stay here for a meal, just as the transportation fee for firewood and the wounded.

After lunch together, Lily seemed to be no longer so nervous, showing a little bit of the liveliness that a little girl of this age should have. She raised her face curiously and looked at Xiaoye with her round green eyes, "Sir Adventurer, what do the Third Elder want to entrust you to do? Will it be very dangerous? I have to take care of my grandfather in the morning, but I can't even go to the rally."

"It's just a very ordinary job." Xiaoye replied with a smile, "The third elder said that Fengxue Villa is troubled by monsters, and I hope we can clear the monsters in the mountains."

As soon as Lily finished speaking, before she could reply, the old man lying on the bed suddenly let out a hoarse roar.

Lily was startled and thought her grandfather was unwell, so she rushed to the bed. The old man with white hair struggled for a while, opened his eyes suddenly, and his sword-like eyes swept towards the adventurer inside the room.

The long-term illness person's mouth was not clear, but Xiaoye still recognized his words.

"The Bingjian family has been based here as a monster envoy for generations... How can ungrateful things be done!"

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Small theater:

Xiaoye: (Hesitation) Have you heard any sound?

Lijiu: (No Decision) It seems...who is crying?
Chapter completed!