"Is there anything wrong?"

He Ao stared at the woman standing outside the door.

“Ah, this, me,”

The woman's hand stretched out was a little at a loss, hanging in the air, waving for a moment, and finally, she touched the back of her head and smiled awkwardly, "The weather is good today."

At the same time, she also realized that the old man's voice was exactly the same as the one she heard last night.

“It’s really good.”

He Ao glanced at the direction of the already burned black window. A faint light shone into the room outside the window, which could clearly shine the dilapidated scene in the room.

The house that Kavey bought is not high in height, only twelve floors. This height is high in the city of St. Jon, where the higher the house, the more expensive it is, it is difficult to enjoy the sunshine.

Now that the sun can pass through the gaps between tall buildings and buildings, it proves that today is indeed a good weather.

The woman looked at the house that had been burned into a ruin and realized that it seemed a bit out of place to say this now.

At this time, a small head rushed out from behind He Ao, and she looked down at the monster on the ground, "Ah, it's so disgusting."

Then she immediately twisted her little head away and looked at the woman standing outside, "Sister, are you doing something?"

"That, my name is Ishia, I want to ask,"

The woman followed the conversation, "Did you save me last night?"

Although she seemed to be asking Jiaxi, her eyes kept floating towards He Ao.

"yes,"

Jiaxi nodded her little head. She looked up at He Ao and found that He Ao was not speaking, so she continued, "So sister, are you doing something?"

"ah,"

Ishiya paused again. She was asked by Gassi's innocence and direct remarks for a while and didn't know how to speak. She thought she would have to make some twists and turns before she could get confirmation from the other party.

At this moment, she had actually confirmed that the old man in front of her was the one who saved her last night, even if she didn't say the exact same sound.

In St. Jon City, there is probably no other mysterious old man who can kill polluting monsters so easily, and she doesn't know any information at all.

After a brief thought, she quickly organized the language, "Can I treat you to a meal?"

She lowered her head, looked at the monster corpse on the ground, and then looked at He Ao, "Old sir, you have contacted the monster that Vite had mutated last night. In fact, the monster's aura is already stained with. I don't know if you have ever contacted this kind of monster before. There are some things to pay attention to, and you may need to know about it."

This time, Jiaxi did not answer directly, but looked up at He Ao.

He Ao looked at Ishiya's tan eyes with some expectation. He put away the handkerchief in his hand, folded the blood-stained side, put it back into the formal inner bag, and then looked down at the ground, "Can you wait a moment? I still have something to deal with."

"certainly!"

Ishiya nodded immediately, then she walked to the door tentatively and said carefully, "I'll help you?"

This time He Ao did not answer her. At this moment, He Ao had lowered his head and continued to search in the ruins.

Jiaxi, who was standing beside He Ao, looked at her somewhat restrained expression and blinked quietly at her.

Seeing the little girl's blinking movement, Ishia hesitated for a moment, then carefully crossed the door and walked into the room.

He Ao noticed this scene, but did not say anything, but continued to search for something in the ruins that was still complete.

Ishia breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Gassy also turned around and searched on the ground.

Ishia glanced at He Ao, then looked at Jiaxi, and walked carefully to Jiaxi. She asked in a gentle tone as she followed Jiaxi to flip the scraps on the ground.

"Little sister, what are we looking for?"

"Grandpa said, look for it and see if there is anything intact and nothing burned."

Gassy took away a piece of charcoal left with only one small piece of burnt, picked up a black-stainless steel spoon from the ground.

She glanced at the spoon, and after a brief tangle, she took the spoon and walked to the corner of the room and placed it among a pile of smoked metal pieces.

Ishia looked at the pile of metal pieces, with bent metal brackets, blackened knife and fork and spoon, and some metal toys that were not burnt out.

What can be preserved in the fire are basically metal parts, or some lucky items that are squeezed into certain oxygen-free corners and avoid flames.

These are very common household items and nothing is particularly precious.

However, what surprised Ishia was that Gass was very fast, far beyond the level that children of this age should have, and even surpassed some adults.

At the same time, she also saw clearly the firm muscles under Jiaxi's white and tender skin.

"Little sister, you're so fast."

She asked curiously.

"I have been exercising with my grandfather since I was a child!"

Jiaxi's little head was excited, and then she waved her arm, "Even the classmates in the school can't beat me."

“It’s amazing,”

Ishiya smiled and gave Gass a thumbs up, and then helped rummage on the ground with Gass, "Actually, I just kept asking, aren't you afraid of seeing the monster just now?"

"Not afraid,"

While searching for various wreckage on the ground, Gassy shook her head, "Grandpa is here, it's a bit disgusting."

"It's amazing,"

Ishiya sighed, "When I first saw this monster, I was afraid of death."

"Everyone is different,"

Jiaxi frog toys were pulled out of the ruins, "There are many children in the school who are not afraid of insects, and there are also many children who are afraid of insects."

Hearing this sentence, Ishia paused for a moment.

She realized that in Gassy's worldview, the monster just now was actually no different from the bugs that suddenly appeared on the roadside, but was bigger, more fierce and more disgusting.

Fear often comes from helplessness, and Gassy's first impression of the insect was that she was easily torn apart by "grandfather".

For this little girl, there is actually no difference between a big bug and a little bug.

Of course, perhaps this is also related to talent. Some people are born to be less afraid of monsters than others.

Ishia chatted with Gassie without a word.

The sunlight outside the window rose little by little, and dimmed little by little,

The sun has left in this direction, and the clock has also gone to 1:00 noon.

The three of them searched the entire house.

This is a small two-bedroom apartment with two bedrooms and one living room. It is not big, but it is a bit troublesome to open the fine and burnt residue.

In the end, everyone found some small metal objects, as well as old electronic products that were completely destroyed, and nothing particularly important was.

During this process, Ishiya was surprised to find that the small Gassy did not seem to feel tired during the entire search. Even though she ran back and forth many times, she did not rest and did not seem to feel tired.

I don't even know if it was an illusion, but Ishia felt that Gass was moving a little faster than when she first met Gass.

Moreover, the old man who looked very old seemed to move faster. Although the old man did not show his agility when he just tore the monster apart, it seemed to be faster than when he first searched for the ruins.

Ishiya felt that this might not be an illusion, but if it were not an illusion, these two people would not only not reduce their strength, but also increase their strength, which was somewhat outrageous.

At this moment, the three of them were cleaning up the last place, which is the master bedroom of this room.

While Ishiya was thinking about it, He Ao burned the foot of the double bed with only a metal frame, and took out a photo embedded in the metal photo frame.

The metal frame originally covered with white paint has been completely blackened, and the transparent glass has also been dyed with brown color.

Fortunately, I don’t know if it’s because the frame is all metal or because the frame falls in the corner.

The photos in the photo frame were lucky enough to be preserved, with only a little carbonized on all sides, but the portraits in the photo were still preserved intact.

In this photo frame, a young man wearing square glasses and looking elegant and simple, holding the hand of his wife wearing a white wedding dress beside him. He looked at the camera, while his wife holding him looked at him, both of them had a happy smile on their cheeks.

This is a wedding photo of my son.

This photo is not so beautiful, because the photography studio I went to at that time was not a high-end studio.

But the photographer captured the happiest moment of the two people and left this image.

My son has always liked this photo, so he bought an expensive alloy photo frame to frame it and kept placing it on the head of the bed.

He Ao put away the photo frame and glanced at the empty room again.

Then he slowly stood up and lifted the suitcase leaning against the door.

"Sir, have you finished it?"

Ishia, who was standing near the door, looked up at him.

"Yeah,"

He Ao nodded slightly, and he looked at Ishiya, "Can I choose the restaurant?"

"certainly!"

Ishia nodded quickly.
To be continued...