According to what Chi Wu said, Yuan Dian cut off the dwarf's fingers at the root. Soon, the floor near them was covered with blue slime.

"How are you, are you okay?" He asked Chi Wu.

"It still doesn't work." Chi Wu said.

Cheng Yan has escaped from Chi Wu's hands, and the rib wound hurts a lot more than he imagined. For the time being, he can only hook one side of his body and barely escape Chi Wu's tireless attack. Finally, at a certain moment, he risked being cut by Chi Wu. The danger in the palm of his hand took away the sharp knife in his hand with ingenuity.

Chi Wu, who didn't have a knife, turned into a frenzied kitten, waving the cat fist crazily.

"What should we do now?" Yuan Dian said, "He has moved his head and still can't save Chi Wu!"

Although Chi Wu could no longer hurt Cheng Yan, he was still consuming his own energy. He was panting, unable to think normally.

Cheng Yan picked up the bone knife from the ground, lowered his gaze, walked towards the disgusting monster crawling twisted and twisted on the ground, and chopped him into pieces without any hesitation.

"It's useless..." Chi Wu answered him with difficulty.

"It's already like this, isn't it okay?" Yuan Dian looked at Chi Wu's appearance, "Could it be that the person behind Chi Wu is not this monster?"

Cheng Yan got up and went to Chi Wu's side, met his arm, and hugged him into his arms forcefully: "Take a break."

Although his body was still fighting against Cheng Yan, for Chi Wu, it was like being pressed the pause button, leaning on Cheng Yan's arm to breathe.

"Wrap your wound first," he said.

Cheng Yan shook his head: "It's useless, the wound can't heal in this carriage."

Chi Wu's eyes froze, then he looked at his ribs, and then at his injured shoulder earlier, the wound there had indeed not stopped bleeding until now.

Hearing this, Yuan Dian couldn't help asking: "If you go on like this, won't you lose too much blood and die?"

Cheng Yan didn't answer immediately, but relaxed a little, and soon held Chi Wu's hand again, looking at his fingertips.

Nothing unusual could be seen there, and no silk thread for manipulation could be found.

They were in deep trouble, and the only one who was not injured was Yuan Dian, who no longer looked relaxed, and crushed the blue slime on the ground with his feet.

"Go and see those things on the ground." Chi Wu was in his arms, seeing that Cheng Yan didn't move immediately, he said, "I've already rested."

Cheng Yan nodded, let go of his hand, and was more than one meter away from him. He covered the bleeding wound under his ribs with his hand, squatted down enduring the pain, and checked the scattered corpses and stumps on the ground.

They haven't changed from before, and don't seem to have any connection to dwarves.

Cheng Yan stained the blue slime on the ground with his fingertips, smelled it, and asked Yuan Dian: "Can you tell what material it is?"

In fact, Cheng Yan smelled a faint smell of gasoline.

Only then did Yuan Dian realize that he hadn't checked these things.

At the time of Yuan Dian's identification, Cheng Yan picked up the dwarf's hair-embedded flesh from the ground, looked at the thin white hair with his fingers for a long time, and then tried to cut off those hairs with a bone knife.

I saw that he had just cut off a section, and in the next second, these white hairs grew back, even longer.

"It's just normal secretions," Yuan Dian said, "but there's gasoline mixed in."

"Fire..." Chi Wu said, "The dummy is also made of cork."

The moment he finished speaking, Cheng Yan had already taken out a box of matches from his pocket.

The tacit understanding made Yuan Dian speechless.

"Go over, grab Chi Wu's hand, and stand a little farther away." He said to Yuan Dian, and said after two seconds, "You can only grab the wrist and arm."

Yuan Dian: "..."

When they were all gone, Cheng Yan kicked those hairs to the place where the blue slime was the most.

The match core crackled, and the ignited red flame spread out immediately when it touched the blue slime. Cheng Yan jumped on the seat and watched the flames burn away all the stumps around them, turning them into a more sticky black scorching.

Chi Wu successfully regained the right to use his body. He withdrew his hand from Yuan Dian and looked at Cheng Yan: "I'm fine."

Cheng Yan hummed, made sure that Chi Wu was fine, and said, "Go and see if the door can be opened."

The door at the front of the car was opened with a light push by Yuan Dian, and they finally passed the carriage.

Yuan Dian breathed a sigh of relief, leaning against the door exhaustedly: "It's too difficult."

"Cheng Yan, you go out first." Chi Wu called him, then looked at Yuan Dian, "You watch the door for me."

Cheng Yan picked up the bone knife and Chi Wu's harmful little sharp knife, and asked, "Aren't you leaving?"

"Wait a minute, wait for me for a few minutes." Chi Wu gently pushed his shoulder, and his body was wet when he touched it.

In addition to Cheng Yan's own blood, as well as the blood of those dummies before, Chi Wu subconsciously added comfortingly, "I'll come out soon, don't worry."

Cheng Yan stepped out of the carriage with both feet.

Chi Wu used the same posture as before, and climbed row after row of seats. After climbing two rows, he heard Cheng Yan's soft laughter behind him. He turned his head and glared at Cheng Yan. Cheng Yan made a zipper on his mouth pose.

After finally avoiding those flames and returning to the back of the car, Chi Wu went through the door, rummaged on the cart at the junction, and found a can of chickpeas. He opened four or five cans to get out the chickpeas inside. Only the empty cans were left, and they were stuffed into the pockets.

Then, he threw the instant noodles and water belt at the rear of the car.

"There are also carts here." Cheng Yan thought he was taking food.

Chi Wu climbed up the car seat again, and when he got to the front of the car, he asked, "Is there instant noodles over there? Look at the second floor."

"I didn't see instant noodles, but canned chickpeas and water."

"Oh." Chi Wu looked hopeless.

He picked up the bone knife next to him and placed it horizontally on his leg, then opened the water bottle, poured the water into the empty can, and then placed the empty cans on top of the bone knife.

He carefully held the bone knife and placed it on the seats on both sides.

Blue flames burn under the bone knife.

After waiting for about 3 minutes, Yuan Dian came back full of chickpeas. Seeing the water in the can boiling, gurgling, Chi Wu carefully stepped on it, wrapped his hands in his clothes, and held up the bone knife vigorously: "Take it."

Cheng Yan was about to reach out, but Chi Wu stopped him: "Don't move now."

The drudgery fell on Yuan Dian, he sighed, and took the things from Chi Wu.

Finally, when they were all done, Chi Wu packed up his things and left the carriage with them.

The carriage door behind him also slammed shut in an instant.

At the junction of the carriages, Chi Wu took apart the instant noodles, sprinkled the seasoning packets, poured in all the water while it was still hot, and finally closed the lid.

Cheng Yan smiled and sat against the wall: "The mouth is so dangling."

Chi Wu forked it well with a fork, then put the instant noodles beside Cheng Yan, without saying a word, got in by himself, found a few boxes of chickpeas from the cart, sat back, opened them and poured them into his mouth.

"Is the instant noodles for me?" Cheng Yan asked.

The taste of chickpeas is really unflattering, Chi Wu ate two boxes with his eyes closed, and was taken away by Cheng Yan when he took the third box: "Don't eat it, you will die if you eat too much."

After eating seven boxes in a row, Yuan Dian who is eating the eighth box: "???"

"As we all know, people will die if they eat chickpeas." Cheng Yan said.

Yuan Dian: "???"

Chi Wu put down the chickpeas, reached out to explore the clothes on Cheng Yan's waist, and was stopped by Cheng Yan: "What are you doing?"

"Let me see." Chi Wu said.

"It's nothing to see." Cheng Yan's lips were a little pale due to excessive blood loss, and he said, "The bleeding is not so severe when you get out of the carriage."

Chi Wu hung his hand in the air for a while, then retracted it, sat there for half a minute, got up and walked to a corner, and still didn't forget to turn around to remind Yuan Dian: "You are not allowed to come here."

Yuan Dian: "???" When did I say I was going to pass?

After the rustling sound, Chi Wu's coat, which had been left open, was zipped up, and he gave Cheng Yan the T-shirt he had taken off: "Use a knife to fix it, and bandage the wound first."

Cheng Yan remembered that in the first step of the ladder, Chi Wu asked him to turn around, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up as he sneakily undressed behind.

Chi Wu didn't know what he was laughing at, but it was definitely not a good picture, so he urged, "Hurry up."

"Ah."

Cheng Yan used Chi Wu's small sharp knife to tear the t-shirt into palm-width strips, and then opened the clothes from the right side.

There was not only the wound where the sharp knife was inserted, but also when Chi Wu was out of control, he moved a few times inside with the knife, so the wound looked horrific.

They didn't have any medicine at hand, so Cheng Yan could only bandage it briefly, but it didn't take long for the light blue cloth to ooze crimson.

Cheng Yan looked at Chi Wu and rubbed his head: "It will heal in a while, let alone go out to the ladder, these injuries will be healed."

Chi Wu lowered his eyes and said for a long while, "Eat the noodles, or you will die."

Cheng Yan opened the bowl of instant noodles that took Chi Wu a lot of effort to cook, and the aroma that wafted out made Yuan Dian's eyes straight.

Chi Wu couldn't help rolling his Adam's apple.

"Are you sure you don't want to eat it?" The instant noodles swayed around Chi Wu's nose.

Chi Wu swallowed again with great backbone, and then picked up the can of chickpeas from the ground.

"Get in the next carriage later," Yuan Dian pressed his temples, "I'm too tired, at least I should take a rest."

Chi Wu also had this intention, at least, Cheng Yan's wound would stop bleeding before he could leave.

"Why did you think of using fire?" Yuan Dian asked.

Cheng Yan was busy eating noodles and didn't answer him.

Chi Wu turned his head and glanced, thanking Cheng Yan for his good upbringing, even when he was extremely hungry, he didn't make a sound of wolfing down, making his stomach even more hungry.

He silently dropped another chickpea into his mouth.

And he swore in his heart that from now on, he and Chickpea will never live together, and if he leaves the ladder, he will never touch Chickpea again in his life.

"Come." Cheng Yan handed the instant noodles in front of him, "Don't worry, there's not much left, just a bite or two to satisfy your hunger."

He picked up Chi Wu's leftover chickpeas, and explained to Yuan: "The material of the dummy is cork, and those ugly people have gasoline in their blood. This hint should be enough, they are the things that are most afraid of fire." .The bone knives at the beginning were just a cover-up, and the real purpose was to burn to death the manipulators behind them."

Chi Wu stopped eating noodles, and found that Cheng Yan angrily changed the name "dwarf" to "ugly man".

Yuan Dian: "Then why is there fire on your body?"

Cheng Yan: "Is it difficult to buy a box of match props and bring them in? I remember it was only a gold coin."

"..." The world of the rich is hard for Yuan Dian to understand.

He glanced at Chi Wu next to Cheng Yan, who was eating instant noodles very sparingly, and felt that the world of people who could eat instant noodles was difficult for him to understand.

If there is still a chance, he must grab a bucket of instant noodles for himself.

Chi Wu ate a bowl of noodles and drank soup, pursed his lips contentedly, and then covered the instant noodles and moved them to a corner.

Their position is full of instant noodles, and Yuan Dian, the only one who didn't eat instant noodles, rolled his eyes and moved to the corner where Chi Wu changed his clothes just now: "I'll sleep for a while. If you go to the next session, we can go to the corner again." calls me."

Cheng Yan was very happy when he left, and patted Chi Wu's head: "Turn around."

"What's wrong?" Chi Wu asked, but he was very obedient, turning his back to Cheng Yan.

The small knot on the back of his head was gently torn off, and occasionally dried blood clotted on it, so Cheng Yan helped him break it carefully.

Cheng Yan ran his fingertips through his hair, helped him tidy up his messy hair again, and used a rubber band to tie down the small knot, so that Chi Wu would not be poked when he leaned against the wall.

"Okay, turn around."

Chi Wu stroked his hair, leaned firmly against the wall, finally let go of his heart, and gently closed his eyes.

When he was about to fall asleep, Cheng Yan suddenly asked: "Chi Wu, why were you crying just now?"

"What?" He opened his eyes.

"Why did you cry when you stabbed me with a knife?" Cheng Yan asked.

Chi Wu recalled the scene at that time, his eyes dodged a little.

Cheng Yan chased him and asked, "Why are you crying for me?"

"I don't know." Chi Wu said, "It fell by itself."

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