Black donkey hoof store

Wen Baiyu couldn't understand the writing on the ground at all, and now that he calmed down, he felt more tired than ever.

He is just an ordinary restaurant owner, but one day he suddenly encountered rice dumplings and mummy again, no wonder he couldn't accept it.

Wen Baiyu sat down on the ground, and didn't bother to control the blood on his arm. After all, it wasn't a big wound, and the blood beads slid down his arm, dripping on the words.

Wen Baiyu rested for about half an hour, but he still couldn't sit still when Wan Qi Jinghou didn't come back. Although he knew that even if he found Wan Qi Jinghou, he couldn't be of much help, but if he didn't look for him, he would I really can't make it through, it's like a stone hanging above my head.

He struggled to get up from the ground, patted the soil on his hands, then walked up the stairs and back to the entrance of the cave.

The flashlight was still at the entrance of the cave, Wen Baiyu picked it up, and it was still on, so he held it in his hand, and walked forward a little bit cautiously, for fear of encountering anything.

Wen Baiyu took a flashlight to light up, touched the wall with his right hand, and walked back a little bit. Obviously, when he walked with Wan Chengjinghou before, he didn't feel too scared. Now he walks alone, everything is quiet, only the shoes can be heard. The rustling sound of stepping on the soil made me feel extremely scared for no reason, and my heart beat faster.

Walking through the narrow passage and encountering a fork in the road, Wen Baiyu really couldn't remember how he got there when he came, so he took a flashlight to shine on the fork in the road.

In a flash, Wen Baiyu was so frightened that he took two steps back and nearly fell to the ground.

It's a mummy!

A thin, skeleton-like man stood at the entrance of a dark fork in the road, staring at him with two black hole-like eyes.

"Chuck... cluck..."

Wen Baiyu was so frightened that he turned around and was about to run, but as soon as he turned around, he felt a heavy weight on his back, as if he had been pushed suddenly by something, and there was a "hissing" sound in his back, which was painful and painful, as if he had been burned by a soldering iron.

"what……"

Wen Baiyu staggered and fell to the ground, his arm was twisted backwards by a great force, as if it was about to be torn off, a dry hand was tightly grasping his arm.

Wen Baiyu also felt a burning pain on his arm, which soon turned blue and bloody.

The mummy twisted his arm, making a "cluck" sound from its throat, its two black holes stared closely at the blood on Wen Baiyu's arm, its upper and lower teeth opened and closed like a thirsty fish.

Wen Baiyu gasped heavily in fright, and without knowing where he got the strength, he suddenly jumped up from the ground, threw the mummy, ignored the flashlight on the ground, and ran forward.

"Chuck... cluck..."

The mummy was thrown out by him, and quickly got up again, staggering to catch up.

Wen Baiyu's heart was beating so hard that he was about to run out of his stomach, he just ran with all his feet, and suddenly he tripped over something with a "bang", and fell forward.

Wen Baiyu cursed "grass", got up from the ground, his hands were smashed, covered with large and small bruises, he looked down, and it turned out to be a person who tripped him!

Wen Baiyu shivered in fright. Looking carefully, he found that this was a boy with an unusually delicate face. He seemed to be only fifteen or sixteen years old. He was definitely not yet an adult. He was not tall, and his figure was very thin and slender. His eyes were closed, his complexion was as pale as paper, so white that it was almost transparent.

Wen Baiyu has never seen such a beautiful boy. Wan Cheng Jinghou's face is good-looking, but it is not indisputably exquisite. In addition, Wan Cheng Jinghou's stature is tall and straight, which has nothing to do with exquisiteness. As for the boy in front of him, if he was said to be a little girl, Wen Baiyu would believe it.

"Cuckoo..."

When the mummy came over, Wen Baiyu quickly took two steps back, but seeing the mummy approaching immediately, he could run, but the boy was still unconscious, and Wen Baiyu couldn't just leave him dead.

Wen Baiyu shook the boy anxiously, and shouted: "Wake up! Wake up!"

The boy was lying on the ground, lifeless, if not for the faint heaving of his chest, Wen Baiyu would have thought he was dead.

Seeing that the mummy was coming, Wen Baiyu didn't care about anything else, he pulled the boy up from the ground and carried him on his back, then ran forward with all his might, squeezed into the narrow passage just now.

Wen Baiyu wasted a lot of time, the mummy had already caught up, and seeing that his withered fingers were about to catch Wen Baiyu, the boy on his back suddenly opened his eyes and raised his head.

The boy turned his head slowly, his dark eyes looked at the mummy behind him faintly, and in the darkness, his eyes turned blood red in an instant.

"Giggle!"

The mummy made a rapid "clack" sound from its throat, as if it was frightened, its withered fingers suddenly retracted, and then fell to its knees with a "snap" sound, knocked its head on the ground, and waited until Wen Baiyu disappeared with the boy on his back. In the darkness, the mummy got up from the ground, and ran in the opposite direction in a panic.

There were a few childish voices speaking in the darkness.

"Hey, that fierce and annoying ghost has escaped."

"Yeah, I was sweating a lot, thinking we were going to save the owner of that restaurant."

"The one just now was the Lord..."

"I also think it's the Lord..."

"Although the Lord has been wearing a mask since he entered this tomb, I haven't seen his face for a long time, but I'm still sure that it is the Lord..."

"What is the Lord doing?"

"Maybe he also wants to eat the boss's black donkey's hooves."

"And spicy crayfish!"

"..."

Wen Baiyu didn't know what happened, of course he didn't dare to look back, what's more, he was carrying a person on his back, and running with a load was not fast, and he was even more afraid of being nervous, so he could only concentrate on running forward.

Wen Baiyu ran back to the previous tomb with the boy on his back, his footsteps were flustered, he didn't pay attention when he was going down the steps, and immediately rolled down the steps with the boy.

"Fuck..."

Wen Baiyu felt that he was going to die, he rolled down the steps, and the boy was on top of him, fortunately the boy was slender and weighed nothing, otherwise he, a good young man, would really be buried in this tomb.

When the boy was thrown like this, his thin eyebrows frowned, his closed eyes trembled slightly, and his long eyelashes fluttered, making him look particularly harmless.

Seeing that he was about to wake up, Wen Baiyu quickly got up, stared at the boy, and said, "Hey, are you awake?"

The boy opened his eyes in response, his watery eyes were full of confusion and panic, like a wounded animal, he shrank and hid back.

Wen Baiyu touched his face subconsciously. Although he is not too handsome, he is not scary, right?

Wen Baiyu coughed and said, "I'm not a bad person, I see you fainted, why are you here?"

The boy was still curled up, looking at Wen Baiyu timidly. After a while, the boy pointed to his throat, then shook his head.

Wen Baiyu was suddenly a little embarrassed, he didn't expect such a beautiful child to be dumb, and seeing him like this, he must be terrified, don't be so young and have psychological shadows.

Wen Baiyu waited for a long time, and was relieved when he saw that the mummy hadn't come after him.

The little boy kept curling up, staring at Wen Baiyu with timid eyes. After a while, the boy moved suddenly, took out a paper handkerchief from his pocket, poked Wen Baiyu with his hand, and then took out the paper handkerchief. Put it on Wen Baiyu's hand, and pointed to his arm.

Wen Baiyu's arm was covered with bruises, and it looked like it was burned by fire, bleeding a lot, it looked very scary at first glance.

Only then did Wen Baiyu realize that he was injured. He had been very nervous just now, and he only cared about saving his life. He didn't feel any pain from the injury. Wen Baiyu took the paper handkerchief and covered his wound.

"hiss--"

Wen Baiyu shuddered in pain, he didn't know what was in the mummy's hand, if it could become like this with a scratch, wouldn't there be a virus? !

The boy moved again, and wrote a few words on the ground with his hands. There was a lot of dust on the ground. Although the words were not very clear, he could understand them.

——My name is Xi Chi.

Wen Baiyu clicked his tongue, the child is beautiful, even the name is so nice.

Wen Baiyu smiled and said, "My name is Wen Baiyu."

Xi Chi nodded, a smile finally appeared on his pale face.

Wen Baiyu thinks that Xi Chi's smile is too cute. If the aunts and aunts in the community saw it, they would definitely surround him with the "ravaged" image of a standard good baby.

Xi Chi sat up straight suddenly, opened his eyes wide, and looked forward curiously. Wen Baiyu followed his gaze and looked over. It was his own blood that just dripped on the seal script on the ground.

Wen Baiyu saw that he was watching seriously, and said with a smile: "Can you still understand these?"

Unexpectedly, Xi Chi really nodded, and then wrote on the ground again.

——Swear by blood, to be my disciple from the next generation.

Wen Baiyu: "..."

When Wen Baiyu read what he wrote, he was so frightened that his back broke into a cold sweat, swear by blood? !

Didn't my own blood just fall on it?

At this moment, there was a slight rustling sound from the hole on the steps.

Wen Baiyu's back was straightened, he got up from the ground, and immediately looked around, as if he was looking for an escape route, but this tomb was surrounded by walls, and there was only one exit on the steps, so it was impossible to escape.

Just when Wen Baiyu was nervous, the figure at the entrance of the cave slowly walked down and became clear.

"Wan Qi Jing Hou!"

Wen Baiyu cried out immediately, as if seeing a relative.

Wan Cheng Jinghou walked down from the entrance of the cave. He was covered in blood and was carrying a black bag in his hand, but the shoulder bag was also covered in blood.

"Snapped!"

Wan Cheng Jinghou threw the backpack beside Wen Baiyu, and Wen Baiyu took a closer look, and found that it was the backpack of the eldest brother and the fifth child.

Wen Baiyu quickly opened the bag, flipped through it, and sure enough there was a dagger inside.

Dragonscale Dagger...

Wen Baiyu looked at Wancheng Jinghou in surprise and said, "Did you go back and look for this?"

Wan Cheng Jinghou gave a very indifferent "hmm".

Wen Baiyu really wanted to punch him and ask him if he was stupid!

Seeing that he had been staring at him, Wan Chengjinghou looked down and said, "The blood...is not mine."

Wen Baiyu breathed a sigh of relief.

Wan Cheng Jinghou's eyes were very cold, and he glanced at Xi Chi who was beside Wen Baiyu.

Xi Chi shivered for a moment, as if frightened, he hid behind Wen Baiyu with a "shua", and pitifully tugged at the corner of Wen Baiyu's clothes.

Wan Qi Jinghou said, "Who is he?"

Wen Baiyu said, "I just picked it up."

"Find it?"

Wan Cheng Jinghou narrowed his eyes, but didn't say anything else.

Wen Baiyu always felt that his tone was very unhappy, but why he was suddenly unhappy, Wen Baiyu didn't know.

"hand."

Wan Cheng Jinghou spoke suddenly, and said one word succinctly.

Wen Baiyu was a little puzzled, but he still stretched out his hand.

Wan Cheng Jinghou held his wrist, pulled Wen Baiyu closer, and then suddenly lowered his head.

"Well……"

Wen Baiyu's whole body trembled, and the burning and bleeding place on his arm was touched by something cool and slippery...

It's the tongue of Marquis Wancheng Jing!

The tip of his tongue was obviously cold, but Wen Baiyu's whole body was about to explode, his face was congested, his brain was throbbing, his legs were so weak that he almost collapsed on the ground, his eyes widened, and he cursed: "You! You're crazy Ah! You are a dog!? Ah..."

While Wen Baiyu was cursing, there was a strange moan in his throat that made him wish he could slap him. With a tremor, he was about to kneel on the ground, but Wan Cheng Jinghou stretched out his hand to support him.

Wen Baiyu wanted to curse, but saw that the burn on his arm was slowly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye...