Little Mr. is one hundred years old

Under the moonlit night, the four figures shuttled through the woods and fields until they reached their destination.

"Here it is." The man who spoke was wearing a well-proportioned suit, but at the moment, because he was walking too fast, his clothes were messy, and there were slight scratches on his face and hands from being scratched by branches—he was holding a Compass, he didn't stop until the pointer on the compass turned wildly.

This is a wasteland with clumps of weeds - the people of Hushui Village originally wanted to use this land, but neither food nor fruit trees can grow here, only weeds grow luxuriantly, so gradually They also gave up this other place and let it grow freely.

Mr. Chen stepped forward, looked around, coughed twice, and heard the secretary beside him say: "Mr. Chen, let's wait until tomorrow, our people will be there tomorrow."

"That's right, Mr. Chen, we don't have tools and we don't have enough manpower." The bodyguard followed suit.

The helicopter pilot who was following on the side nodded and said yes.

Mr. Chen looked complicated, looked up at the moon above his head, and said, "When will they arrive tomorrow?"

"Six in the morning should be fine."

"it is good."

This night is destined to be sleepless.

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"450 six, 450 seven, 450 eight..."

He squatted in the corner, and used a pair of golden chopsticks to pick up those purple-shelled insects. Apart from the color, these insects had two more antennae than ordinary beetles, so there were four antennae in total, and there were sickle-like feet on their feet. The barbs, if they touch flesh and blood, can pierce them right away, and then eat up the creatures from the inside-these bugs usually live in the tomb, live on carrion, and are used to dark and humid environments.He was already used to this kind of small creature, and the master would use this kind of worm to restrain the corpse energy for cultivation—as for him now... he was being punished and had to collect a thousand corpse worms.

While picking up corpse worms, he thought of the person he saw last night... Who the hell was that person... He called himself... Qing Huan... Could it be... he was really called that name before? ...Then what is his relationship with that person? ...

Thinking of that person's face... He does have an inexplicable sense of familiarity...

What is his name?I should have asked him at that time... But, they should meet again...

"boom!--"

There was a sudden loud noise, the ground shook, and some sand and stones fell from the top of his head. His box containing the corpse worms overturned, and all the corpse worms inside ran out, and then escaped into the cracks in the stone wall...

Seeing those fleeing corpses, he was very discouraged, and wanted to chase after them, but there was another loud noise from above, and the ground shook even more violently—he looked up, very puzzled—this is... what happened?

"Hoohoho-"

the master's voice.

He ran to the main tomb as soon as possible, the master had already got up, he looked up at the top, apparently also woken up by the movement.

"Master, what's the matter?"

The old zombie glanced at him: "Ho Ho—"

"An intruder?" He heard another loud noise, "What should we do?"

"Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho —"

He wanted to say something else, but saw the old zombie disappearing from the main tomb with a jump...

intruder...

No one has ever discovered this place, how could there be an intruder...

He was puzzled, but the old zombie asked him to stay here, so he could only wait for him to come back.

Not long after, he heard the screams of a man from a distance, he was frightened, and then the screams of several people, as if they were in great pain——

Someone really came in...

They are so miserable that they must have met the master... The character of the master... the fate of those people can be imagined...

He frowned—in fact, he didn't like the behavior of his master. It used to be towards those ghosts, but now it's towards humans... But, speaking of it, those intruders were also at fault, why did they want to enter this place that shouldn't be? where to come from...

He covered his ears, not wanting to hear the screams of those people, but no matter what, those voices continued to enter his ears... His brain hurts, and his chest feels uncomfortable...

Unbearable……

He opened his hands, his eyes became firm - he couldn't just watch those people die, he was going to stop the master, to save those people...

Knowing that the master would be angry and punished, but he couldn't care less now. He tried to find the scent of the stranger, passed through several empty tombs, and walked through the narrow dark corridor. The terrain here was intricate and slightly If you are not careful, you will walk into a dead end——

He heard the sound of hurried running, someone was running over, he floated over, just in time to see a white light, and then a black shadow, he floated over without thinking, grabbed the man's hand, and said softly: " Don't be afraid, come with me."

He knew a place, the most suitable place to hide a stranger, even the master would not easily find out.This place is the place where corpse energy is stored. The yin energy is strong enough to cover up the yang energy of a stranger, and the master still has some time before the next practice, so he probably won't come here for the time being.

He didn't stop until he reached the dark corpse room, turned around, and said to the person, "You hide here first, the master won't...Huh? It's you!"

The person in front of him is the man I met last night!

"Why did you come here?" He thought for a while and said, "You are the intruder!"

The man picked up the flashlight in his hand, his face could not see any emotion under the light of the floating will-o'-the-wisp: "Yes, and I am the leader."

"Why did you bring someone here?" He asked strangely.

"Treasure hunt."

"Treasure hunting?" He widened his eyes:

"What treasure? This is all the master's stuff, the master can't let you take it away..."

"This treasure," the man grabbed his hand, "it's you."

He was stunned for a while before he understood: "You mean...you come to me?"

"Ahem." He coughed a few times: "To be precise, I'm here to take you away."

Looking into the man's deep eyes, he lowered his eyes: "I can't go with you...I still want to serve the master..."

"Master?" The man frowned: that old monster?He deserves it too?Qing Huan...you are Bai Qinghuan...you just forgot your past, as long as you remember it..."

"I don't know what my past is..." He shook off the man's hand: "I don't even know you, why should I believe you..."

"Staying here will only harm you," the man said with persistent eyes, "You must leave here with me, and I will take you back, so that you can be reborn..."

"Rebirth?" He murmured, "Can I... be born again?"

"Yes, Qing Huan, believe me, this is not your destination, you came here only because you lost your way... Cough cough..." The man coughed again: "I found you, I will bring you You found your way home...recovered who you were..."

"but I……"

"Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Hoo —"

Hearing the voice, his face changed: "No, the master is looking for me, don't let him find you...you must not go out here...I will come back to find you later."

The man looked outside before nodding: "OK."