Nightmare Apostle

Chapter 621: Chapter 513: Dragon No.243_2

"Sir, I’m not thirsty; I just noticed you pushing the cart back and forth seemed quite tiring," Yang Xiao said with a forced smile, not daring to accept the water.

"Take it and drink, it’s free," the old man insisted, stuffing the water into Yang Xiao’s hands before a hint of expectation appeared in his murky eyes. After a pause, he asked softly, "Child, do you... do you have some free time now?"

Unsure of the situation, Yang Xiao didn’t dare to answer rashly and feigned surprise in return, "Sir, do you need our help?"

"It’s nothing much, just... if you are not busy, could you stay and sit for a while, listen to an old man talk?" The elder’s tone carried a plea.

"You may speak," Yang Xiao nodded.

True enough, in the following time, the old man recounted the story of the old lady once more; only this time from the perspective of a father, sounding even more heart-wrenching. He humbly asked Yang Xiao and his companion if they could help him with something during their time at the amusement park.

"What help?" Lu Chenzhou’s eyes inadvertently sharpened upon hearing this. freewebnovёl.ƈom

The old man staggered towards the back of the cart and when he returned, Yang Xiao and Lu Chenzhou momentarily froze. The old man now held a balloon similar to those seen on clowns, adorned with some chaotic white patterns.

Only upon closer inspection did Yang Xiao realize these weren’t mere patterns but blurred words summarizing the plight of the old man’s son, and requesting anyone who witnessed the event that night who saw the balloon to contact him.

"Kind people, I gave you the water for free; can you help me with this?" the old man asked more humbly. He had run out of tears over the three years, a bitter numbness filled his expression, difficult to bear looking at directly, "I come here every day, this is the last place my son lived and worked, every time I come here, I feel like my son hasn’t died... he is still here, nearby, staying with me."

No doubt about it, Yang Xiao was certain this was a task they absolutely had to help with, and perhaps this balloon might even be their protective charm.

Yang Xiao stepped forward to grasp the old man’s hand, applying slight pressure, "Elder, I believe your son was innocent, and I am willing to do something for your son."

"Thank you, thank you, kind soul," the old man felt overwhelming emotions.

As Yang Xiao’s fingers touched the balloon, a strange feeling enveloped his entire body. It was hard to describe, but he no longer felt like an outsider; he now felt like a visitor to the amusement park.

Lu Chenzhou sensed this distinction as well; he felt that Yang Xiao’s presence had merged with the amusement park, while he seemed somewhat out of place.

In other words, due to acquiring this balloon, Yang Xiao was "accepted" by the amusement park, while he remained an unprotected "outsider."

Realizing this, Lu Chenzhou, even more sincere than Yang Xiao, stepped forward to grasp the elder’s hand tightly, "Elder, I also know your son was innocent, and I want to do something for your son too!"

The old man, visibly moved, eyes reddening, tightened his grip on Lu Chenzhou’s hand, shaking it up and down, "Thank you, thank you, there are still many good people in this world. You are even more robust than the calf we used to raise at home; it would be a shame if you didn’t work. Why don’t you stay and help me pull the cart?"

Lu Chenzhou: "?!"

After a moment of shock, Lu Chenzhou quickly regained his amicable smile and started making excuses, "Elder, I’m not feeling well today; how about I come help pull the cart tomorrow... How about that? I could also help spread the word about your son’s situation, like my friend here... Could you give me a balloon too?" ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

Hearing this, the old man showed some regret, slapping his thighs, "Oh dear, that’s unlucky, there are no more balloons, this is the last one."

"None left?" Lu Chenzhou panicked.

"Really no more, old man here didn’t expect to meet so many kind-hearted people today; I only brought three balloons, and they... they’re all given away," the old man said.

"Three?" Yang Xiao seemed to realize something and asked urgently, "Elder, who did you give the other two balloons to?"

Pausing for a moment, the old man’s cloudy eyes surveyed the mask on Yang Xiao’s face for a few seconds before hesitantly saying, "To people like you two, they... they also wore masks, but the words on them were different; you are all good people."

Lu Chenzhou could not hide his annoyance, realizing someone had beaten them to it. He quickly asked, "Elder, do you remember the words on the masks of the two people who took the balloons?"

At this, the old man bowed his head, thinking for a moment before shaking it, "I can’t remember, but one of them was very tall, thin and tall."

"It’s Dao Zi 131," Lu Chenzhou blurted out.

"Right, right, it was a Dao character!" reminded by Lu Chenzhou, the old man somewhat recalled, "He was accompanied by a woman, a girl who doesn’t speak much, but she’s also a good child."

It was Dao Zi 131 and the woman from Dragon No.243 who got there first, taking two of the three life-saving balloons.

Lu Chenzhou lowered his voice to ask, "Elder, we are friends with Dao Zi 131, and we are looking for them. Do you know where the two of them headed?"

This time, the old man didn’t disappoint, lifting his withered arm to point towards the busiest direction, "I saw them looking like they had enough and were heading home, they went towards Area A; the main entrance of the amusement park is in Area A."

"Thank you." The two men bid farewell to the old man and also headed towards Area A.

But they hadn’t gone far when Yang Xiao’s hand clutching the Human Bone Rod suddenly felt a chill. Throughout the conversation with the old man, Yang Xiao worried about being ambushed, occasionally slipping his left hand into his coat to grasp the Human Bone Staff to sense the surroundings.