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The little mute sat aside, staring blankly at Qi Gui carefully applying the expensive ointment to the redness and swelling on Luo Yiyi's arms and legs, feeling complicated and confused.

Luo Yiyi, whose itch was finally gone, finally regained her good mood. She took Qi Gui's hand and pointed at the little mute to introduce them to the two of them.

"His name is Little Mute, and I will be protecting him from today on. Little Mute, his name is Qi Gui, and he is... my apprentice."

Qi Gui was the first to nod and greet the other party: "Hello, little mute."

The little mute nodded and made a greeting gesture.

Qi Gui looked at the other party, but asked Luo Yiyi: "Master, how do you plan to help this child?"

Just as he expected, Luo Yiyi had obviously thought of a way out for the little mute.

"I plan to give the little mute to Xiao Cui's mother and let them take care of her. This way, the little mute will have a real home, and when the little mute grows up, Xiao Cui and her mother will have someone to protect them."

Qi Gui looked at Luo Yiyi in surprise: "Master was able to arrange the whereabouts of the little mute so carefully in such a short time, it's amazing!"

Luo Yiyi couldn't help but raise her head with pride: "You don't need me to tell you, I have always been great!"

"But what I don't understand is that the young master of the Xia family clearly proposed to take in the little mute, so why didn't Master agree? Instead, he handed him over to Xiao Cui and her daughter, who have no background at all?"

"Huh? How do you know?"

"Of course I know about Master's affairs. Otherwise, how can I serve Master well?"

Luo Yiyi quietly moved her butt away from Qi Gui. She felt that this guy seemed to be becoming more and more terrifying, but he just looked at her with a frank look, as if she was thinking too much.

Suspecting whether she was overthinking, Luo Yiyi stopped moving, kept a safe distance from Qi Gui, and then explained the reason.

"The little mute is dumb and so young. Although he can live a good life with a rich man, he is still someone else's slave after all. If he accidentally makes his master unhappy, he will be homeless again at any time."

Luo Yiyi said this and turned to look at the little mute. The child blinked a pair of bright eyes on his dirty face, but it was unclear whether he could understand what she meant.

"But it's different if you follow Xiao Cui and her mother. You get a 'family'. No matter they are rich or poor, no matter they quarrel or despise you, they will never give up on you. Little mute, do you want to choose a wealthy life or a real family?"

The little mute seemed to really understand and decisively raised his hand to make a number 2.

Luo Yiyi reached out and touched his head with satisfaction: "I knew you had the same idea as me, because you value the old beggar who adopted you so much, you will naturally cherish your family more, right?"

The little mute nodded vigorously, with the corners of his mouth curled up to reveal a silly and innocent smile.

Behind Luo Yiyi, Qi Gui glanced at the many purple scars exposed on the little mute's body and frowned.

From the moment he learned about the little mute's background, he realized something was wrong. The experience of this three-year-old child was too similar to his own childhood experience.

They were all born without parents, all had some kind of disability, and were often beaten and scolded. In addition, they were all adopted by an old man, and then the old man suddenly fell ill, and they had to endure even more cruel treatment for the old man.

When the old man died, they were left alone again.

Perhaps, the only difference between the two is that the little mute could meet Luo Yiyi at this time and bring him a new home.

Is this another way of making up for my childhood regrets?

Thinking of this, Qi Gui had to re-examine this illusion. Not only could it read everyone's memory, it seemed to be growing based on these memories, gradually becoming what it wanted to be.

"Qi Gui, Qi Gui, Gui Gui!"

The shouts, which were louder than the last, finally brought him back from his trance. When Qi Gui opened his eyes, he saw Luo Yiyi's angry expression again.

It seemed that after the sealed memory was added with a strange memory, not only Luo Yiyi, but also these familiar people in the past, their personalities had changed to varying degrees, and some were even completely opposite to their original personalities.

This does not mean that they have become a different person. Qi Gui is more inclined to completely expose the nature buried deep in their hearts. Of course, it will also be affected by new memories to some extent.

"What are your orders, Master?"

"You go back first. I'm sleepy and I'm going to bed."

"Master, are you really not going to go back to sleep with me? I will send you back tomorrow morning and I promise not to attract anyone's attention."

Thinking of the pile of dirty, hard and prickly weeds, Luo Yiyi was moved, but then she shook her head to refuse.

"Forget it. When in Rome, do as the Romans do. If you want to be a beggar, you have to do your best. Besides, if the little mute can sleep, why can't I? Are you saying that I can't even beat a three-year-old child?"

"Disciple dare not!"

Seeing Qi Gui lower his head and admit his mistake obediently, Luo Yiyi, who felt that she had put on enough airs in front of the little mute, was very satisfied with his cleverness and waved at him in a very perfunctory manner.

"Alright, alright, go ahead, go ahead, go ahead."

"Then I will go back and wait for orders. I hope Master will come back soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Gui jumped up lightly and flipped over the wall in an instant.

After watching him leave, Luo Yiyi turned around and pulled up the little mute who was still sitting there in a daze.

"I'm so sleepy. Let's go back to sleep. Only after a good night's sleep will we have enough energy to beg for food tomorrow."

The little mute nodded obediently and followed Luo Yiyi back to the dilapidated temple.

Before entering the temple, he looked back in the direction where Qi Gui disappeared, with an inexplicable dark color in his eyes.

Early the next morning, Luo Yiyi was awakened by a commotion around her.

She sat up reluctantly. She had not slept well in the first place because of the environment and was very grumpy after waking up. She was about to glare at the culprit, but the scene in front of her made her shut her mouth silently.

As Qi Gui expected, the old man from the Beggar Gang who took in the little mute breathed his last in the early hours of this morning.

The little mute was kneeling beside the old man, wetting a rag with his hands and helping him wipe his body clean. His expression was unexpectedly calm, and his movements revealed his seriousness and persistence.

The other beggars all gathered around and watched everything silently. It was also a silent farewell ceremony.

Many beggars like them were born orphans and had no one to rely on when they died. In the past, the hall master would send them off. At least the old beggar had a nominal little mute as a child, so he had a relative to send him off. For them, this was happiness.

After helping the old man wipe it clean, the little mute took the clean coarse cloth shirt handed to him by Master Lu.

This is a benefit of being a Beggar's Sect disciple. No matter how sloppy you were in life, you should leave cleanly and decently after death, so that you can become a clean and decent person in the next life.

The little mute was still a three-year-old child. It was a difficult task for him to change clothes for an old man, even if he was so skinny. But no one offered to help, and he did not ask for help from people around him. With a red face, he spent most of the day before putting new clothes on the old man.

As for the old clothes that were stripped off, they were carefully collected and later burned together with the old man’s miscellaneous belongings.

Luo Yiyi couldn't understand the little beggar's feelings, as her parents were still alive and well.

But for some reason, looking at the little beggar kneeling with his back to her, she seemed to see another... familiar figure.