The invincible innocence of bottle evil

Chapter 122

Wu Xie evaded all the traps, came to the interior of the Zhang family's ancient building, walked lightly into the rooms on the third floor where the Zhang family's arms were buried, and gently placed a bunch of chrysanthemums in mourning for the deceased next to Zhang Cuufei's arm.

Wu Xie didn't leave, he sat there with dull eyes and said softly: "I'm sorry." Then he became dazed.

I don't know how long it took, Wu Xie felt a burning heat coming from the respiratory tract, presumably it was because he inhaled too much of that kind of strong alkali?Thinking about it, he is no longer a young man in his 20s. At the age of 38, half of his foot has basically entered middle age, so he can't afford it anymore, right?

Wu Xie smiled self-deprecatingly, and said softly, "I'll see you next time." Stand up, don't stay any longer, and go back the same way.

A gust of wind blew past, separating the white powder that was originally surrounding Wu Xie. A vague figure quietly looked at Wu Xie's back, moved its lips, but did not make any sound.

Wu Xie didn't know what was going on behind the scenes. He quickly left the ancient building of the Zhang family, looked at the blue sky outside the cave, and wondered if Pokerfing had a good meal.

The lynx heard Wu Xie's footsteps, and they all gathered over autonomously. They landed on their hind legs and stood up as tall as a person.

Wu Xie looked at them, and habitually distributed some beef jerky to them, and said softly, "Goodbye!"

Leaving Banai's Zhang family ancient building, Wu Xie wandered aimlessly in the mountains and forests where he had appeared before, but this time he didn't have to risk himself to enter those mysterious tombs, he just chased after the actions he had taken back then. The trajectory of the past, recalling the past, but can't see the future.

Once again set foot on Medog, and it has been half a month since we left Pokerfing. For the first time, Wu Xie felt the thrill of missing a professional household. He set foot on the road up the mountain and came to the Lama Temple .

Perhaps it was that time when Zhang Haike appeared at the same time, and the two Wu Xie brought a visual impact to the lamas. This time, Wu Xie was quickly invited into the Lama Temple as a guest of honor.

Wu Xie lived in the previous room of Poker-Face. This room was specially prepared for the Zhang family, but Poker-Face was the only one who could live there. Although there are lamas coming in to clean it regularly, they never touch the things inside.

Wu Xie glanced at the calendar card. There were only less than ten days left before the Chinese New Year. He originally thought that everyone could gather together this year and have a lively and happy New Year. It seemed that he had no fate with them.

Wu Xie raised a pot of charcoal fire in the house, put on a jacket, walked out of the room, and went to the yard outside. When he saw the statue back then, that was the first time Wu Xie saw Poker Ping crying. Wu Xie silently Looking at the statue carefully, he held the hand of the stone statue, showing a wry smile.

He once swore that he didn't want to see Poker-Face crying anymore, he wanted to hold his hand and tell him that I was still there.But now, Wu Xie laughed at himself, looking at a corner of the sky, it seemed that he could see far away.

In the early morning of the next day, Wu Xie put on a backpack and a pack of dry food, and headed towards the mountains. There was still a place in his memory that only his master could go to, even though he could only enter once every ten years. It belonged to another ancient building of the Zhang family. building, but Wu Xie felt that it would be good to just take a fancy to it from a distance.

(End of this chapter)