Dragon's pet cub

At the end of the day, Field stayed with his little master and was able to observe closely.Oddly enough, he found almost nothing amiss.

Tang Tang really seems to be just a simple cub.

There was inquiry in Field's eyes.If it is true, then what is the dark aura around him?

At night, it's time for the cubs to sleep.

Tangtang is restless and wants Field to tell him a story, otherwise he won't sleep.As the housekeeper, Field naturally followed suit, sitting by the bed with a book of fairy tales, reading slowly.His voice was deep and lacking in warmth, but under the rendering of the dim candlelight, it was a little softer.

The story is over.Field said, "Little master, it's time for you to go to bed."

He stretched out his hand to cover Tangtang with the quilt, and lightly pressed the corner of the quilt.

But Tangtang suddenly raised her hand, pulled the quilt off with a brush, looked at him with round eyes, and there was a mischievous broken light in it.

Field paused and helped him cover it again.

Tangtang opened it rebelliously again, kicked it with her short legs, and smiled at Field.

"……little Master."

There was a wave of indifference in Field's indifferent eyes, such a bear's behavior, even the undead, could not remain unmoved.It's just that what he has been guarding against is danger, but in the end he faced such a naive thing, he was helpless and his mood was a bit complicated.

"Don't move around."

Field had a pale face, and his tone was a little warning, as if he was saying it for the last time, otherwise he would be angry.

Tangtang looked at him, not afraid at all, instead she giggled and wanted to move around.This time, Field's hand was pressed against the quilt before he could withdraw it, just next to Tangtang's hand, making him trapped and struggling like a kitten in a pocket.

Tangtang is not stupid either, he climbed up when the quilt couldn't be lifted, his chubby legs stepped on the pillow, he made a victorious gesture, and smiled happily, "Hehe~"

Field: "..."

He lost his patience, and was about to stand up and said, "Good night, little master, I have nothing to do and I'll be leaving first."

Tangtang stepped on the quilt and jumped over, crashed into Field's arms, hugged him, and slapped him loudly on the face.

Field caught him subconsciously, a limp mass, so fragile that he would die if he was not careful.

A innocent smile appeared in his eyes.

"Field, good night~"

The undead's icy skin touched warmth, and the temperature he hadn't seen for a long time made him startled.

Tangtang tugged on his sleeve again to bring him back to his senses.

Tangtang pointed to her forehead with her chubby fingers and said, "It's your turn to say goodnight to me~"

The undead have never had such a gentle and blessed thing as a good night kiss, it is too strange.But it seems that it is not too disgusting.

Because Tangtang didn't move for a long time, Tangtang urged him, and put his fluffy head on his shoulder, humming.

Field froze, hesitated for a while, then lowered his head, and planted a slightly stiff kiss on Tangtang's forehead.Very light, skimming lightly like a feather.

Tangtang smiled in satisfaction, and took the initiative to get into bed and lie down, grabbing the edge of the quilt with her little hands, not being naughty anymore, closing her eyes and sleeping obediently.

The white, tender and pink face is cute and peaceful, like a little angel.No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like you will have any relationship with dark creatures.

Field watched in silence for a while, got up and turned off the lights, and left quietly.

His pale face was hidden in the darkness, revealing an indescribable gloom.

He stopped at the door, looked deeply at the cub on the bed for a few seconds, and then slowly closed the door.

With a creak, the footsteps outside the door gradually faded away.

midnight.

The dead trees in the yard grew wildly, like the sharp claws of ghosts and wraiths, covering the castle.The moon turned into a strange blue, permeated with a blood-like dark red, and the falling red light splashed the castle.

Blood all over the wall.

The moonlight crawled into the house little by little, sticking to the bedside.The backpack above the wooden cabinet suddenly moved, and something got out.However, due to the magic limitation of the backpack itself, it was not easy to come out. It shrugged and squirmed slowly, and when it finally came out, it was too hard, and it fell to the ground and rolled twice.

Then, it slowly floated up.

"Beep, poof."

Blow twice.

It's the piper's flute.

It leaned close to Tangtang's ear, and the melodious flute sounded low.It is a monster, it does not need to be used, and it can exert its own power.

The sound of the flute is like a thin silk thread, piercing into the ears.Tangtang climbed up like sleepwalking, walked out of the room, walked through the corridor, and walked straight downstairs.

Below the corner of the stairs, there is a secret door, and after opening, there is a ladder leading to the basement.

Tangtang walked in and stepped on the wooden floor of the basement.

The opulence of the basement and the castle is the complete opposite.

Dilapidated, dirty, rotting, and smelling of a mixture of mold and blood.

On the ground in the middle is a leftover dark magic circle.

The magic flute was blowing, guiding Tangtang into the center of the formation.

But Tangtang's legs stopped suddenly when he reached the edge, and his eyelashes trembled, which was a sign that he was about to wake up.

The magic flute flew over in a hurry, stuck it to his ear, and played it anxiously and quickly, trying to confuse the cub's mind.Although the magic flute is not human, it also feels like it is dying.

Finally, Tangtang stepped into the magic circle, and the black mist engulfed him like a hurricane.

Soon, calm was restored.

There is no one on the magic formation.

And the other side.

Dead Street.

In a dark corner, a small dumpling appeared out of thin air.

The little pink curly hair is messy, the little face is full of sleepiness, the little hand is rubbing the eyes, very dazed, the little milk voice is soft, "This is... where?"

He walked out slowly, and then saw a strange long street.

There are many Gothic buildings, sharp, gloomy, and terrifying, full of darkness and mystery everywhere, without any light.

Suddenly, a tiny light flickered in the distance, and then like dominoes, one by one, the entire street was lit up.It's just that this lamp is different from the human world, it's not warm and bright, but cold, dark, and deep cold blue, which further exaggerates and aggravates the creepiness here.

Tangtang's eyes widened, and she understood immediately, "It's Halloween!"

The excited little milk sound, the little hands can't help but clenched tightly.

He didn't know when the magic flute was caught in the palm of his hand.The cub's great strength accidentally caused heavy pressure on it, and with a creak, it felt that its old waist was about to break.But it didn't dare to make a sound, for fear that the ferocious cub would find out that it was the culprit, so it would kill it on the spot.It tries to play dead and lower its sense of existence.

Tangtang really didn't care about it, and ran happily on the street, looking here and there.

After the gloomy light came on, many skeleton ghosts suddenly appeared in the originally empty streets, densely packed, weaving and intertwining, like a lively market in the human world.But obviously, this is completely different from the human world, and the coldness almost seeps into the bones, making people fearful.

Little Tangtang, at first, didn't attract the attention of the undead, wandering around happily.

There are not only fat and thin skeletons of different heights on the street, but also some dark creatures similar to undead.Huge monsters, doctors in black robes and beak masks, ghouls with rotting flesh and blood turned out... They used to be living beings, but then they chose to fall into darkness and never return.

Tangtang is full of strong curiosity when he sees everything. He doesn't know where this place is. He just feels that the festive atmosphere is very strong. He likes it very much. He must have a good time.

He ran to the side of the road and saw a blue pumpkin. Without thinking about it, he pulled it up and ran to the nearest one with it.

In front of a house, knock on the door.

The door creaked open.

It was an old woman with a wrinkled face, wearing a long black dress, with a bloated figure, layers of flesh piled up, her eyes were dark, and her excessively sunken eyes were like two pits, and her eyeballs were cloudy and dim, but The moment Tangtang saw Tangtang, a penetrating cold light suddenly burst out, full of greed.

She let out a hoarse and ugly laugh, her body trembling uncontrollably, "Hahaha alive..."

When Tangtang saw the old woman's face, she immediately thought of the wrinkled old orange, so ugly.He couldn't help covering his eyes, but he thought it would be impolite, so he put it down and said crisply: "If you don't give me candy, just make trouble!"

Old Orange... Oh no, it was the old lady who smiled kindly and sinisterly, "My good boy, come in quickly, I have a lot of delicious candies here."

Tangtang followed into the house unprepared, and the old woman brought out the moldy biscuits and candies that had been stored for many years, and asked him to eat quickly, then set up a large pot and set it on fire.

Those snacks looked unappetizing, Tangtang pouted and said, "I don't want these, I'm leaving."

The smile on the old woman's face disappeared in an instant, and she became terrifying, "Want to leave? It's not that easy! I haven't had such a fresh child for a long time!"

Like a fat spider, she frantically jumped towards Tangtang.

Tangtang remained motionless, as if she had been frightened.In fact, a sense of familiarity suddenly flashed through his mind.

This scene was like a fairy tale that Fiona, one of the dragon's parents, had read to him.

In the story, the vicious witch wants to throw the little boy into the pot to boil, what does the little boy do?

Tangtang tilted her head, and suddenly laughed, her fair and tender cheeks were flushed, revealing her pointed little canine teeth, looking innocent and cute.

"It's Halloween and I want sweet candy."

"If you don't give it, then... I can only kill you."

When the old witch heard this, she was about to sneer contemptuously, but when she looked at the cub in the shadows, she froze suddenly.

It was an indescribable sense of oppression.

His hair stood on end with horror, and he felt that death was very close to him.

He is no ordinary kid at all!

The old witch's eyes were full of horror, she turned her head and ran away, her bloated body was heavy and heavy, she accidentally fell down, she didn't dare to stop, she wanted to crawl out.

Seeing the audience running away, Tangtang, who hadn't finished the play, was a little puzzled, and raised her foot to chase after her. However, when the old witch heard the footsteps, she crawled even faster, and even screamed in terror—"Help me!" ! Don't come here!!!"

Because the screams were too harsh, the room trembled, the hanging paintings fell, and the glass shattered.

Tangtang was so frightened that she hurriedly covered her ears with her hands, with an innocent and confused expression on her face.

... What happened to the old orange?Out of your mind?

The old witch had never run so fast before, and after a while, she disappeared.

So, Tangtang had no choice but to leave without saying goodbye.

He carried the pumpkin, skipped and walked forward, and continued to play trick or treat.Every household is dressed up very carefully, some undead show their teeth and claws, some are trembling, Tangtang is having a good time.The only downside, probably, is that their sweets are all expired.

can not eat.

Tangtang sighed sadly, shaking the little pumpkin lantern, but didn't realize that the undead around him were all attracted by his vitality, and slowly surrounded him, swallowing.

At this time, a skeleton puppy suddenly rushed over, bit Tangtang's trousers, and dragged him away.Tangtang was caught off guard and staggered. Fortunately, there were so many undead around, Tangtang didn't fall into pieces, but bumped into a skinny skeleton, smashing the opponent to pieces. The bones fell to the ground, and the skull rolled Far.

Tangtang was led away by the skeleton puppy, and the undead immediately followed closely. The broken skeleton was trampled crazily, screaming-"I'm still on the ground, don't step on, don't step on, I'm going to be trampled to death... Oh no, I'm already dead."

The scattered skeleton suddenly reacted, stopped howling, the scattered bones gathered together, and soon turned back into a skeleton, and ran to chase the skull that was kicked by itself, shouting while running: " My head, my head!"

However, the group of undead didn't kick his head on purpose, they were just chasing the cubs in a dense group, and they would kick him if they didn't pay attention, and accidentally passed the ball to relay.One of the burly undead kicked more vigorously, the skull swished, and flew to Tangtang's feet in a parabola.

The skull was stunned for a moment, then his mandibles shook, and he laughed triumphantly: "Haha, I'm number one!"

Tangtang vaguely heard that someone was looking for someone, so she thoughtfully raised the chubby leg and kicked it hard.

The skull flew high, passed over the pile of undead, and hit the neck vertebrae of the scattered skeleton just in time, with a click, it fit perfectly.

The skeleton blurted out in shock: "Wow, thank you!"

Tangtang waved his short hands, and said softly, "You're welcome~"

Only then did the skeleton react slowly.No, I said thank you to that human child, I want to eat him!However, the ball just now was so damn accurate!Awesome!

The skeleton puppy ran into the trail with Tang Tang, turned a few turns, got into a house, and shook off the undead.

Tangtang knelt down to pet the puppy and asked, "Will you bring me to play?"

Skeleton puppy: "Wow!"

The room was dark and I couldn't see clearly.A little light suddenly lit up next to it, it was a bunch of crystal orchids, scavenging flowers of death, the whole body was white, crystal clear, and the flowers were like small bells hanging down.

It bounced nimbly, walked up to Tangtang, and led him the way.

Tangtang had never seen this kind of flower before, she was a little curious, and reached out to touch it, but Crystal Orchid jumped and avoided it, shaking the flower, as if she was angry.

Skeleton puppy: "Wow."

It rushed up suddenly, opened its mouth and took Crystal Orchid in one mouthful, then slapped, fell to the ground and pretended to be dead.

Crystal Orchid was even angrier now, and the light she emitted flickered and became much brighter. She jumped on the skeleton dog, lowered her head and beat the dog with a flower stem.

Tangtang blinked twice, and seemed to understand something, "Touching Huahua, will you die?"

The skeleton puppy nodded: "Wow!"

Jing Jinglan acted as a guiding light, occasionally stopping to see if Tangtang was following, and when he came over, she continued to jump forward.

Crystal Orchid jumped onto the table and inserted herself into the vase, stretching lazily, exuding a gloomy light and a faint fragrance.

On the sofa by the table, sat an undead.

Tangtang glanced at him twice, and unexpectedly found that he looked familiar. After carefully identifying him for a while, Tangtang pointed at him and couldn't help but yelled, "You're a big villain, Quinn Graff!"

The undead had a question mark on his head: "How do you know my name? And I just helped you."

To prove it, Tangtang said solemnly, "Did you write 'The Rootless Flower', 'Soul', and 'Dawn and Darkness'?"

The undead was a little surprised, "How do you know?"

Tangtang was full of breath, hugging her two fat arms and said, "Of course I know! You have written so much, I have worked so hard to memorize it! The teacher said that these are classics, so you must appreciate and understand them carefully."

"...a masterpiece?" The undead repeated subconsciously. After a while, he finally realized what was happening. He jumped up in disbelief, grabbed Tangtang's shoulder, and asked excitedly, "The book I wrote has become a masterpiece?!"

Tangtang nodded affirmatively, "Yes! All students must recite it."

The body of the undead trembled, as if crying, but also as if laughing, "I actually...I actually..."

Tangtang didn't understand what was wrong with him, thought he was sad, and said regretfully, "Well, you're not very bad. The teacher praised you for writing well, don't cry..."

The undead suddenly turned his head, squatted down, and asked cautiously: "Your teacher said I wrote well? Did you mean rubbish? No one would want to read it?"

Tangtang nodded, and honestly said: "It's because

You wrote very well, so the teacher asked us to recite it. "

The undead covered his face and cried again.

Tangtang stepped forward to hug him, patted his shoulder to comfort him, "Don't cry, don't cry, you're a good boy, I'll give you candy."

The undead is a dead creature, so naturally there are no tears, but a cold breath spreads around him, and the floor is frozen.

Tangtang comforted him while skating on the spot.The skeleton puppy was also playing with him, circling around them, dancing gracefully like a ballet.

Under such circumstances, Undead Quinn couldn't cry anymore, but instead laughed, his pale bones showed relief and relief.

His body suddenly emitted a gentle white light.The skeleton puppy ran over and was also stained with white light, chasing its own tail.

Tangtang was puzzled: "What's wrong with you?"

Quinn's death energy dissipated, and he turned into a human.In order to chase his dream, he kept writing books, but unfortunately no one recognized him. At the age of 32, he unfortunately suffered from lung disease and died because of poverty and no money for medical treatment.

But before he got sick, he was also a refined and refined young man.

Quinn smiled softly and said, "Thank you, I might be going to heaven."

Tangtang blinked her eyes, "Is this a good thing?"

Quinn nodded.

Tangtang smiled, happy for him, "That's great."

Quinn reminded him, "This is the world of the undead, you are a living person, you can't stay here for long, you have to go back quickly."

Tangtang didn't understand: "How to go back?"

Quinn said: "Go back along the way you came, and be careful of other undead. Bring crystal orchid, it can cover up your vitality."

As soon as the words fell, Quinn and the skeleton puppy turned into dots of white light together and disappeared.

Tangtang picked up the crystal orchid vase, turned around and walked out of the room without touching Huahua.

Quinn told him to go back quickly, but is the little evil dragon such an obedient cub?That must be impossible.

Tangtang saw the bustling crowd of skeletons in the center of Undead Street, and couldn't help but leaned over to take a look.

It's a pity that he is too small, he can stand on tiptoe, jump up and down, but still can't see anything.So, he hugged the leg bones of the undead in front of him, crawled up, and sat on the shoulder of the skeleton to watch.The vase is a bit tired to hold, so it is placed on top of the skull.

The skeleton was so engrossed in watching it that it didn't pay attention at all. After a long time, it suddenly realized that there seemed to be something extra on its head.

He was shocked and confused: "When did I have a son?!"