Become a cat [Zhan Zhao]

When Ah Lan woke up, she smelled the aroma of barbecue and heard the crackling of firewood before opening her eyes.The boy's lowered voice was very close: "She's awake, bro, she's awake."

Another voice, a man's voice: "Stay away from her."

"It's okay, you tied her up so tightly that pigs can't break free." The boy sounded sullen.

Only then did Ah Lan realize that her hands and feet were tied up and her mouth was stuffed.She finally opened her eyes, and was dazzled by the blazing bonfire in the night for a while, and it took a while to see the two brothers sitting around the fire.

Qingjiu, and Zhan Zhao.

"Are you hungry?" Zhan Zhao was holding a piece of barbecued meat on a branch in his hand, and deliberately waved it in front of Alan's eyes, "Are you hungry?"

Alan's eyeballs followed the piece of meat, and then he realized that his stomach was growling, and he was so hungry that he could swallow a wolf raw.

"Azhao, I told you to stay away from her." Qingjiu said displeasedly while adding firewood to the fire, "Eat yours and leave her alone."

Zhan Zhao said with a smile, "I heard her stomach growl." He lowered his head and smelled the piece of meat that was still dripping with oil, licked his lips, and winked at Ah Lan again.

On the side, Qingjiu didn't discipline his younger brother anymore, but began to eat what he had in hand.Zhan Zhao glanced at him cautiously, then quietly moved closer to Ah Lan, and asked in a low voice, "Are you hungry?"

The firelight illuminated half of his face, which was still full of childishness, but there was a sly look in his eyes.Alan nodded hesitantly.

Zhan Zhao then carefully moved his butt, blocked Alan with his body, and quickly reached out to pull out the cloth strip stuffed in her mouth.Alan was taken aback, thinking that Qingjiu would say something, but the latter buried his head in his meal without saying a word, as if he had put all his attention on his dinner.

"Ah." Zhan Zhao brought the piece of meat close to Ah Lan's mouth, telling her to open her mouth.

Ah Lan was indeed very hungry, her nose was still full of the smell of meat, she looked at the green wine again, and finally couldn't help but opened her mouth and took a small bite.The meat is charred on the outside and tender on the inside. Although no salt is added, it is still delicious to Ah Lan.She chewed carefully, and Zhan Zhao looked at her with a smile on the opposite side, and asked, "Is it delicious?"

That smile made Ah Lan hesitate again, then nodded.

Zhan Zhao shook the barbecue in his hand, then asked, "Do you still want to eat?"

"You, you eat." A Lan whispered, although his stomach was on fire with hunger, but remembering that the other party hadn't eaten yet, he felt embarrassed to compete with him for food.

However, this answer obviously surprised Zhan Zhao. He pursed his lips and asked again: "Don't you want to eat? Are you hungry?"

"Not hungry," Ah Lan licked her lips, "You eat, eat quickly."

Zhan Zhao suddenly put on a straight face.Behind him, Qingjiu burst out laughing, causing Zhan Zhao to turn around and stare angrily.And A Lan still looked blank, not knowing why Zhan Zhao suddenly changed his face, and why Qing Jiu was laughing.She looked at Zhan Zhao, but the other party didn't look at her again, but turned around and sat far away, bowed his head and started eating meat.

Qingjiu got up and sat in front of her, wiping the oil on his fingers with a handkerchief, he didn't look at Alan, but he said to her: "I didn't want to kill you, but you have seen my brother .I can't take the risk of letting anyone know of his existence, so," he tilted his head, his mocking expression was almost exactly the same as Zhan Zhao's, "I'm sorry, but I still have to kill you."

"Then why am I still alive?" Ah Lan asked calmly, but she was thinking in her heart: I don't know if being killed in a dream will wake up from the dream, or will I never wake up?

Why did Qingjiu have to kill her just because she called out his name?Why can't he let others know that he has a younger brother?

Of course Qingjiu would not answer the question in Alan's heart, he just said lightly: "Because I still expect you to tell me something before you die."

"I knew I was going to die, so why would I tell you something?" Alan said struggling to sit up, looking at Qingjiu in a state of embarrassment.She knew how tight the ropes were around her hands and feet—the pigs couldn't get away.What Zhan Zhao said was quite correct.She put her hands on her knees, and even her fingers were a little stiff because of the blocked blood vessels.

Qingjiu said casually: "Maybe it's to reduce suffering?"

"There's an old saying, 'It's better to live than to die.'" Alan looked at Qingjiu.

Qingjiu tilted his head back and laughed loudly, he said: "You really don't know Qingjiu, do you? I'm really curious, where are you from? Studio? Chigu? Black Blood Lotus? "

"I don't know what you're talking about." A Lan said helplessly, "If you think about it, you'll know what I'm saying is true. If the places you mentioned really sent people looking for you, they wouldn't send me like this guy."

Qingjiu shrugged his shoulders and said: "I never take risks. Although you are indeed a little cute." He pointed at her with his finger, "The first question is your name."

"Uh, Alan." Alan didn't lie about this kind of issue, she was still thinking about how to break the deadlock.Originally, she only had to think about how to find Zhan Zhao in three days, but now she faced the risk of being killed by Zhan Zhao's brother.

Qingjiu nodded: "Good boy, I'm not lying." He pulled out a short knife from his waist, tested the edge with his thumb, "Second question, your purpose."

Alan bit her lip.What should she say?Qingjiu will never let her take Zhan Zhao away easily, and the little guy who is sitting there sullenly eating what he has in his hands may not go with Alan either.

The blade slashed across Alan's chin, and Qingjiu's voice was soft and somewhat gloomy, and he said, "I'm impatient."

"Me neither." Ah Lan's breathing trembled a little, "I only had three days. Now one day has passed." She closed her mouth and looked at the moon above her head.

I can only take Zhan Zhao to the east alone, because I'm not sure who Jiu will turn into—maybe it's Qingjiu.She can't tell Qingjiu the truth, lest she also let him out.

Qingjiu asked: "What do you have three days to do?" But when he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped, his head turned slightly to the side, as if he was listening to something.

"Brother..." Zhan Zhao whispered from the side, Qingjiu suddenly changed color before he finished speaking, raised his short knife and shot it against Lan's cheek, a "choke" pierced the silence of the night.

Before A Lan could panic, she heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground behind her. She turned her head and saw a half-man, half-wolf monster lying on the ground, with the short knife stuck in its head.

"Azhao, come here." Qingjiu's voice became tense, and he pulled out a knife from behind with his backhand.On the other hand, Alan gasped at the first sight of that thing. It was no stranger to it—when he was in the Valley of Infatuation, Alan was almost forced to fall from the tower by these beasts.

Zhan Zhao immediately got up and ran to his brother, he said softly, "What is that? A monster?"

"Wolf..." Qingjiu's tone was uncertain, "Or a human?"

A Lan suddenly gasped again, her face turned pale with nervousness, she lowered her voice and urgently said to Qingjiu: "Let go of me, quick!"

"Be honest." Qingjiu didn't have time to talk to him at all, he let Zhan Zhao stay where he was, and he walked towards the fallen monster step by step, whispering to himself, "What the hell is this thing?" ?”

And Alan's voice almost became sharp: "Qingjiu, let me go now! They have surrounded us!" In the night, Alan smelled the peculiar smell of that monster again, so strong that It's almost nauseating.

This could never be just a monster.

Qingjiu finally turned his head towards her, and seemed to open his mouth to say something, at this moment, the monster that was originally in the end threw Qingjiu down with a howl, and opened its mouth to bite his face!

"Brother!" Zhan Zhao exclaimed in horror.

However, after only a moment of Kung Fu Qingjiu turned over and jumped up again, his entire right arm and the knife were dripping with blood, and he casually threw the dead monster aside.

The smell of blood spread in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, the sound of rustling footsteps also gathered here.

"Qingjiu, listen to me." A Lan tried to calm herself down, "These monsters are probably coming for me, you have to let me go, or I will die. If I die, your brother will die too." You can't survive, do you understand?"

Qingjiu suddenly strode over, picked up A Lan's collar with his blood-soaked hand, and said calmly, "What did you say?"

"Only I can save your brother, and I can't explain it to you. But you never take risks, do you?" Alan raised his tightly bound hands, "Let me go, I'm not afraid of death, but I can still be saved Zhan Zhao."

This name seemed to make Qingjiu startled suddenly, the muscles on his cheeks twitched a few times, and suddenly he swung his knife and cut off the ropes on Alan's hands and feet, and said through gritted teeth, "Who are you from Zhan Wenxiu?"

"I don't know Zhan Wenxiu." Alan said, pushing away the green wine, and picked up the long stick that fell aside, holding the stick tightly with both hands.

The long stick was split into two, exposing the blade hidden inside the stick.

Alan breathed a sigh of relief, she held a stick in each hand, and glanced at the monster who was only ten steps away from them.Qingjiu protects his younger brother by his side, he has calmed down again, and whispered: "You can't fight hard, there are too many of them."

"Northeast, step back there." A Lan's lips moved slightly, as if worried that his voice would be heard by those monsters—God knows if they can understand human speech.

Qingjiu lowered his head and looked at Zhan Zhao, who was facing an enemy, he was holding a stone picked up from the ground.Qingjiu hesitated for a moment, then took out a dagger from his sleeve and handed it to his younger brother, and said softly: "Protect yourself..."

Before the words fell, the howls tore through the night sky, heralding the beginning of blood and death.