Love Purification Agreement

However, Anle's tears seemed to be unstoppable, and she cried harder and harder.

"Hey, okay, okay, don't cry."

"Woo."

Seeing her crying even harder, Yan Huan pursed her lips and held the little girl in her arms, patting her back to comfort her.

"Okay, okay, I'm really fine, why are you crying? You didn't cry when you accidentally broke your hand or got lost from your parents, so why are you crying when I fell?"

"I don't know."

"I was just teasing you, I didn't really fall anywhere. Here, look."

As he spoke, little Yan Huan opened his hands and showed them to Anle.

Seeing that Yan Huan was fine, An Le sniffed and did not even wipe away the tears, but just said aggrievedly,

"Xiao Huan, please don't lie to me, okay? I'm really worried about you."

"Okay. Uh!"

However, before he could finish his words, Anle, like a mute person, knocked Yan Huan to the ground and laid down on the sand again.

The little girl supported herself with her arms, and her big tearful eyes looked at herself aggrievedly.

Yan Huan couldn't help but laugh.

Anle really doesn't like to cry. Even if she is wronged in her daily life, she will just digest it silently and will never cry.

Not to mention pain, shock and the like, she is very brave and never cries when getting an injection, having a broken bone or having a tooth pulled.

Like an iron man, Yan Huan admires this little girl very much.

But I don’t know why, I shed so many tears for myself today.

He lay on the sand, unable to help but laugh, and raised his little finger to Anle.

"Okay, I won't lie to you anymore, shall we?"

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Looking at Yan Huan's extended little finger, Anle pursed his lips, then hesitantly raised his finger.

But the next second, before she could reach out, Yan Huan took the initiative to hook Anle's pinky finger tightly with his own.

And his words, along with his warm body temperature, were delivered.

"Pull the hook!"

"Xiao Huan! Wuuuuuuuuu!"

"Boom!"

Thunder, roar.

"Xiao Huan!"

"Wow."

The sound of rain is heavy.

"Xiao Huan!"

"rustle."

The sound of the wind, howling.

Yan Huan looked up with blurry eyes to the side.

But in the midst of the storm, Anle gritted his teeth, looked at himself with tears on his face, and kept shaking his body.

"Wow, Xiao Huan, wake up, wake up. I beg you, woo woo woo."

Drop by drop, a turbid liquid that was not sure whether it was rain or tears fell on Yan Huan's face, as if awakening his old, long-forgotten memories.

As he left the barrier, the effect of memory correction emerged again.

All the miraculous things that happened in the barrier before were like passing clouds, about to overflow from the mind.

Although Yan Huan was resistant and would of course remember everything that had just happened, it still caused him a headache, so he had to struggle.

"Peace and happiness."

"Xiao Huan! You...you're awake."

"what"

Yan Huan sat up with difficulty, looked at the unfamiliar environment mixed with thunder and rain, and murmured,

"Where are we?"

“I don’t know, we seem to…”

Anle originally wanted to say "fell from the barrier", but doing so would undoubtedly expose his super powers.

So, she looked at Yan Huan cautiously and asked,

"Xiao Huan, do you remember what happened?"

"I'm not very clear. I remember that I seemed to be fighting with the killer, and he was no match for me. And then I don't remember much after that."

"so."

It’s good that Xiao Huan doesn’t know about super powers.

In the darkness, Yan Huan couldn't see Anle's expression, but he subconsciously wanted to get up.

The main thing is to figure out where they are and then find a place to shelter from the rain.

The thunder was roaring and the rain was so heavy that if I stayed outside any longer, I would probably catch a cold and have a fever.

"hiss"

When he moved, he realized that he was in severe pain.

His clothes were tattered and had many wounds when touched.

He looked up and found that there were dense leaves and branches above him, and this place seemed to be a forest.

They fell from mid-air, and if it weren't for these branches, they would probably have been injured.

"Ok?"

When he touched it, Yan Huan found something wrong.

All the things on him were gone when the accident happened, but he felt a wooden statue in his arms.

It's the reward I got before.

It's really weird.

"Nya-chan."

"Meow~"

In the darkness, a pair of green eyes appeared and looked at Yan Huan obediently.

"You should know where we are, right?"

Miao Jiang blinked and looked at Yan Huan, then glanced around. Just as she was about to speak, An Le stood up first and protected Yan Huan behind him.

"Xiao Huan, someone is coming."

"what?"

Yan Huan looked forward and, as expected, saw several rays of light.

The light was yellow, a bit like the light of an old-fashioned flashlight.

"It's raining so hard, there's a chance of a landslide. Have you called the town?"

"Well, but we'll have to talk about the specific situation tomorrow morning. Village chief, let's go back first, in case someone falls..."

He is from Sakura Country.

It seems that it is still within the territory of Sakura Country and has not been teleported to other places in the world.

Yan Huan and An Le both breathed a sigh of relief.

"Rustle. Rustle."

"Who's there?!"

Just as the two men were getting closer, they seemed to notice the shadow standing here and quickly shone their flashlights.

When the strong light came, the two of them subconsciously raised their hands to block the direct light.

"Oh, two young people? Why are you here?"

The flashlight moved away instantly, and Yan Huan squinted his eyes and looked over there quickly.

But he only saw two kind-looking elderly people, hunched over and wearing straw raincoats, looking at him.

"Drip drip!"

"Village Chief, the town called and said the roads on the other side of Oyama have collapsed!"

"Well, this is really difficult."

In the pouring rain, in the village chief's house of a small village hidden between the mountains and the sea.

In the fairly spacious main hall, thirty or forty people were standing scattered around the fireplace.

The little old man in the lead was drinking hot tea. He was the one who had brought them here earlier and seemed to be the village chief.

Yan Huan and An Le, who were soaked, were wiping themselves with bath towels. Taking this opportunity, Yan Huan glanced around.

However, he discovered that almost all the people in this house were old men and women. Not to mention the young and middle-aged people, there were very few middle-aged people.

The few "young people" were women whom Yan Huan could call "Auntie".

They were at the side of the room, where there were a few beds on the floor, with two or three children sleeping soundly on them, not at all disturbed by the adults' discussions.

Yan Huan had just withdrawn his gaze when he realized that there were many old ladies with lost teeth surrounding him.

They leaned on their crutches and looked at themselves curiously.

"Oh my, so handsome!"

"Where are you from, young man?"

"I haven't seen young people for a long time, and my son hasn't been home for a long time."

Yan Huan smiled slightly and explained,

"We came here for tourism, but because of the sudden heavy rain, we were trapped in the mountains. Fortunately, the village chief rescued us and brought us here to settle down. Otherwise..."

Anle pursed her lips, looked at the unfamiliar environment around her, and subconsciously leaned closer to Yan Huan.

"Oh my, so that's how it is."

"You are so energetic, old lady. When I was young, I also wanted to travel around. Who would have thought..."

"Cough cough!"

Just as a few kind old ladies were talking to each other, not far away, the old man in the middle came over with his hands behind his back and looked at Yan Huan and the others.

"How are you? Are you still cold? I asked Gui Ze and the others to find some suitable old clothes. You should change out of your wet clothes later."

"Okay, thanks, Grandpa. It's just that we lost our phones earlier, and we got lost in the mountains, so I wanted to ask where we are now?"

Before the village chief opened his mouth, several old ladies started talking one after another.

“We don’t know exactly where it is.”

"Yeah, I've always lived here, and I only know it as Kamimura Village."

"It's a very old place. Even the residents are just old-fashioned people like us."

“There’s only one way out, and it’s a long way to get to the town.”

They spoke one after another incoherently, as if they were chatting, which gave Yan Huan a headache.

"Cough cough!"

Fortunately, the old village chief coughed and finally stopped them from talking nonsense.

He looked at Yan Huan and explained patiently,