The system takes the poor cub to find his father

Chapter 433 Who is it?

"That's enough, stop yelling like that, you're being too noisy,"

Jiuliu knelt on the ground like a chicken being grabbed by the neck.

"Withdraw your people." The voice sounded like a gentle sigh, and came with a bit of indifference, as if he didn't care at all about what Jiuliu said.

"Yes... I understand." Jiuliu nodded in response, his face full of anxiety, cold sweat slightly oozing out of his forehead, and his hands unconsciously clenched the corners of his clothes.

"Go back. Since you can survive the natural disaster, you are considered a lucky person. Don't waste this blessing. Go back and live a good life."

The door behind Jiuliu suddenly opened. "Go back." The voice sounded again, like a sigh.

Jiu Liu knew in his heart that his master no longer needed him. His eyes dimmed instantly, and a trace of despair rose in his heart, but how could he dare to disobey his master's will? He could only drag his heavy steps, looking back every few steps, and slowly walked out of the door, each step seemed to be heavy.

Wu Yue, who was standing aside, bit his lower lip tightly and stared at Jiu Liu's departing back with resentment on his face. He only turned his head back angrily when the figure completely disappeared at the door.

"Master, why should we let him go? It's all because of his fault that our hiding place was exposed. We should drag him out and execute him!" Wu Yue clenched his fists, his voice trembling slightly with anger.

The voice did not answer, but Wu Yue was keenly aware that someone was looking at him, which made him feel uncomfortable. Wu Yue's face gradually turned pale as paper, and his lips trembled slightly.

"Wu Yue." There was no trace of joy or anger in the voice, but it made Wu Yue's back suddenly feel cold.

"I heard that you cracked all the bones of an intruder today?" The voice was not a question, but a statement, and every word hit Wu Yue's heart like a hammer.

"He discovered the whereabouts of Mingxu from the Ming family. If we don't get rid of him, it might bring disaster to us." Wu Yue's expression changed, and she argued seriously, with an unwilling light flashing in her eyes.

He really didn't understand why his master was so concerned about the timid Mingxu that he even sent people to rescue him from the Ministry of Justice prison, thus losing the spies they had painstakingly cultivated and planted in Kyoto for many years.

Although this was the master's decision, he had no choice but to obey even if he was dissatisfied. But in his opinion, he was just dealing with a stalker, so what was wrong with that?

"Wu Yue, you are too angry. Are you doing this for you or just to vent your anger? You know it in your heart,"

The voice sighed softly and continued, "Wu Yue, you are only six years old."

At this moment, the voice was no longer as cold and distant as it was at the beginning. Instead, it was faintly filled with melancholy and nostalgia, as if it was staring through Wu Yue at a child it once knew.

Wu Yue pursed her lips in displeasure. It was like this again. The Wu clan members spoiled him just because he was favored by their master. But he was the only one who knew that his master treated him no differently than a stray dog ​​or a beggar on the roadside.

Although he was somewhat jealous of the child that his master had always worried about, he did not show it on his face. After all, they had never even seen their master's face, let alone the child that made him jealous.

Three years ago, the Wu clan was still working in a criminal mine thousands of miles away, hammering stones in a place full of dust and gravel. But he, as the most favored grandson of the Wu clan, was expelled from Kyoto as soon as he was born and exiled three thousand miles away with the Wu family.

Before he could enjoy the glory of being a member of the Wu clan, he had already shouldered the fate of the destruction of his country and his family. At that time, when he was only two years old, he was tied to his body with a rope by his fifth brother.

They went to the mines to work together. The women of the Wu clan who could escape had already fled, and some were in exile, but due to illness and lack of medical care, they did not make it here.

Wu Yue's mother suddenly fell ill on the way, and there was no cure, and she eventually died with hatred in her heart.

At that time, Wu Yue, who was still in his infancy, cried loudly. In order to protect him from suffering, his father even thought of strangling him to death.

Fortunately, his fifth brother, who was only sixteen years old at the time, snatched him from his father. Since then, his fifth brother has shouldered the responsibility of taking care of him.

In the clanging mining area, you can often see a thin figure with a smaller child tied to his chest with a cloth belt, and a bamboo basket full of stones on his back. The heavy basket bends his waist, as if it could break at any time.

But the young man gritted his teeth, said nothing, stubbornly carried the backpack on his back, and continued to work hard.

Here, no matter who you were before, how high up you were, or how wealthy you were, you still have to work.

Only by working can they have food to eat, and only with food can they have the strength to survive.

Even if not for myself, but for the hungry baby in my arms.

The days passed slowly.

Just one day three years ago, Wu Yue, who was as thin as a cat, suddenly caught a cold. In that era, colds were fatal, not to mention that the patient was a skinny child less than two years old.

Wu Ze looked at the sick Wu Yue in his arms, feeling extremely anxious, but he was helpless. Just when he was feeling depressed, the next morning, when he lifted the tattered curtain as usual, the scene in front of him stunned him instantly.

The endless, dusty mines disappeared without a trace, and were replaced by a green grassland. The lush grassland looked like a huge piece of emerald, completely covering the over-exploited mines.

The shabby tents of the Wu tribe members next to them were still pitifully located not far away. The people who usually supervised them seemed to have evaporated from the face of the earth, with no trace left.

"what?"

Wu Ze hugged Wu Yue tightly in his arms and looked around vigilantly, his muscles tensed, like a cheetah ready to pounce at any time. Suddenly, a slightly surprised voice rang in his ears.

Wu Ze's body froze instantly. He could clearly feel a gaze falling on him. That gaze seemed to have substance, sending chills down his spine. Just as he was about to fight to the death, a medicine bottle suddenly appeared in his arms.

Then, a clear voice sounded in his ears: "One spoonful a day, the child will be full of life the next day."

Wu Ze looked at the medicine bottle that suddenly appeared in his arms with some disbelief, and was a little shocked for a moment.

"Who?" Wu Ze frowned and tried to make his voice less trembling.