I and My Husband Sleep in a Coffin

Another crazy one.

Wang Xiaobaa sighed and watched Bai Yu go from shock and disbelief in front of him, to muttering and guessing, and finally yelling madly.

He, a puppet who has no self-awareness and can't speak in the eyes of others, has become the best object to vent.

Tears flowed down her cheeks, Bai Yu clutched the photo and pocket watch to her chest and knelt beside the chair where Wang Xiaobaa was sitting, looking like she was struggling to breathe.

Seeing his distress, Wang Xiaobaa sighed silently for him: her husband became her grandfather in a blink of an eye, and her rival in love was her grandmother.

Bai Yu cried for a while, grabbed Wang Xiaobaa's claws and yelled heart-piercingly, "Why! Why! No way! How is it possible—ahhhh!"

Wang Xiaobaa: "..."

Claws, claws hurt!

Bai Yu was crying, and let out a roar of soul: "He is my grandfather, he is my grandfather! Why didn't he tell me? Why didn't he tell me!"

Wang Xiaobaa: Miserable, too miserable.

Bai Yu: "I regard him as my favorite person, but he regards me as his grandson!"

Wang Xiaobaa: ...

Wang Xiaobaa: Our puppets are professionally trained, no matter how funny we are, we won’t laugh unless———

"I still want to call him grandpa..."

True grandson Baiyu cried even more sadly.

"puff!"

Bai Yu was stunned for a moment, then raised her head abruptly, Wang Xiaobaa was still sitting there with dull pupils, not knowing what to look at.

Did I hear it wrong?

Bai Yu frowned and lowered her head and continued to sob sadly, but Wang Xiaobaa's face contorted instantly as soon as he lowered her head, and her face cramped when she smiled.

"He took me as an apprentice and taught me craftsman skills without reservation, and provided me with food, clothing, housing, transportation, hot milk for me every day, even washed my clothes, took me to the amusement park, and took me to the movies... "

"Recently, he has become more and more distant from me, and what he said..."

No wonder... No wonder!

Yiyan knew it long ago, but he has been hiding it from himself...

Bai Yu cried so hard that his whole body was shaking. He thought it was no wonder that he was kind to him. It turned out that he had misunderstood him. He didn't have that kind of meaning for him at all. alienate yourself...

Inexplicable shame and anger and pain taunted him.

It was as if someone was mocking in Bai Yu's ear: "It's ridiculous to fall in love with one's elder." '

The unnecessary voice filled Bai Yu's ears like a magic voice, and hatred welled up in his heart, but he became confused again.

Who do you hate?

Hate a word?He just loved himself as a grandson, never thought he meant it.

Hate little baa them?What does this have to do with them?

No one is right, no one is right...so what went wrong?With a confused expression and tears all over his face, Bai Yu knelt on the ground.

"I did not hesitate to poison Xiaobaa to help him, betrayed my good friend, and this is the end? I just want a family... I just want to spend my whole life with the person I like, and have a complete family..."

Bai Yu suddenly laughed, the laughter became louder and louder, his eyes were red and swollen, his face was dull, as if he was crazy.

Seeing him like this, Wang Xiaobaa couldn't laugh anymore, and shook her head in her heart.

It is said that good fortune tricks people and self-defeating. Those TV dramas and novels I watched before will have plots like 'the person I like turns out to be my relative'.

At that time, he still laughed at the fact that he dared to shoot and write anything these days, the plot was so nonsense, and the result?

Lively deduced one in front of my eyes.

In the eyes of an outsider like Wang Xiaobaa, this matter is really to blame.

What do you say you are hiding?It's fine if you don't say it before, but if you accept someone as an apprentice, you just say it, and you have to say it!

This is all right, grandson bends over.

Wang Xiaobaa sighed: What are you talking about!

Bai Yu sat like this for a long time, crying and laughing.

After a few hours, he stood up staggeringly, with a blank expression, probably because he was sitting numb, and limped out without looking at Wang Xiaobaa.

After he left, Wang Xiaobaa blinked and breathed a sigh of relief, finally she didn't have to pretend anymore, she was a little worried about him when she looked at the stairway.

To be honest, he was really disappointed and angry with Bai Yu in his heart, but he didn't hate him to the point of death. Looking at Bai Yu's appearance, Wang Xiaobaa felt a little sympathetic, afraid that he might not think about it for a while and do something stupid.

After all, Bai Yu looked carefree and stupid, but in fact he was quite brainy, and he looked like a good hand at the tip of his horn.

A day has passed.

The next day, Baiyu's upper eyelids were red and swollen like two blisters, there was only a slit left in the round eyes, and the fundus of the lower eyes was black and blue. It looked like he had cried all night last night.

However, the expression on his face was gloomy, and he no longer had the silly and cute smile with white teeth, as if he was a different person.

After he came up, he manipulated the puppet to let Wang Xiaobaa solve his physical problems, then turned his head and left silently.

Bai Yu like this made people feel panicked, he thought that Bai Yu wouldn't fight with him when he came back with a word, right?

Another day and a half later, a word came back.

There was a sound of dong dong from the wooden building on the second floor, Bai Yu came up and manipulated him down the stairs without saying a word, when Wang Xiaobaa went downstairs, he found that his clothes were already dirty and sat on a wooden chair on the first floor Drinking tea, there is a big white cloth bag next to it.

His body carried an indescribably unpleasant smell, mixed together with bloody smell, earthy smell, rust and other messy smells, even mixed with a bitter fragrance.

and……

Wang Xiaobaa took a quick glance at the living room and the outside of the open door, and there were many cars.

There was no one else, none of the more than 20 tomb robbers came back, and only one word came back...

Wang Xiaobaa's heart felt cold.

What surprised him even more was that Bai Yu was still standing beside Yiyan. Although he wasn't that close, he didn't show that he had fought or had any arguments.

Didn't Baiyu tell Yiyan that he had discovered the truth?why?

Wang Xiaobaa couldn't figure it out.

"Didn't anything happen during my absence?"

Although his tone was gentle but he looked tired, he turned his head and asked Bai Yu gently.

"not at all."

Bai Yu shook his head.

Yiyan nodded, "I was injured and tired, you ask Xiao An to lock them up in a room, and I can prepare to welcome guests after I finish treating the wound."

Bai Yu said: "Okay", put down the teacup, stood up and walked upstairs, Bai Yu went out with a cold face and called the goalkeeper Xiao An over, he controlled Wang Xiaobaa by himself, Xiao An was carrying the big white cloth bag, and the two found a In the nearby room, he stuffed the bag and Wang Xiaobaa casually and left.

The wooden door was closed tightly with a "squeak~", and the people outside were still locked.

Wang Xiaobaa raised her ears, blinked her eyes immediately after the sound of footsteps ceased to be heard, and her dull eyes seemed to contain the starry sky for a moment, and became bright and energetic.

He whispered to the big cloth bag on the ground: "Hey, are you okay? Are you still alive?"

The cloth bag moved slightly, and a dry hand covered with purple bristles stretched out from the mouth of the cloth bag which had been loosened on purpose.

Sure enough... the little emperor of An Qi's family was also taken away.

Wang Xiao raised his lips and whispered, "Come on bro~"

The purple-haired ghost's hand froze, and waved it vigorously a few times. The cloth bag began to shake. There was a limit to the tightness of the mouth of the bag, and it could only accommodate one hand, and the bag didn't know what it was made of. The little purple hair inside was fine after scratching with his nails for a long time.

"Roar--"

The purple hair inside roared eagerly and nervously, Wang Xiaobaa was afraid that he would provoke someone, and hurried to appease him.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid! An Qi and Wen Feng will definitely come to find us, that person won't hurt us for the time being, just bear with it!"

Zimao struggled less.

"Roar--"

It roared again in a low voice, and began to make strange noises, as if talking to Wang Xiaobaa.

Wang Xiaobaa sighed, "Brother, don't look at me as a zongzi, but I really don't understand the language of zombies. Anyway, don't worry, we will definitely go out."

"Roar……"

Zimao's voice was lost, and the bag didn't move, and it looked so pitiful.

Seeing that there was no one, Wang Xiaobaa stopped pretending, moved her body with difficulty and sat down next to Zimao, and patted its shoulder to comfort him.

Looking at the small wooden door with a glimmer of light outside, I feel desolate.

"Iron doors, iron windows, iron chains, errand, Xiao Wenzi, where are you..."

"Ah~"

……

After getting the thick letter at Yiyan's house that day, Wenfeng took a look at it and threw it away. It was nothing more than some messy clues leading him to Qishan.

He who had expected everything for a long time heard the wind and ran to An Xie's tomb without saying a word.

So when it was predicted that he would arrive in at least four days, he arrived at the destination in three days.

Wen Feng never went to find Wang Xiaobaa immediately, but went to An Xie's underground tomb.

In the moss-covered tomb passage, there are traces of a mess of hidden weapon mechanisms, as well as some equipment left by tomb robbers.

Although the tomb palace is not as large and splendid as it was rumored to be, it is at least the joint burial tomb of the general and the emperor. The area inside is not small, and the design is quite complicated.

The golden thread and black boots stepped over the corpses and puddles of blood on the ground, and the red ink robe flung out a calm arc.

When he saw An Qi, who was leaning on the coffin with a spear in his hand, sitting on his knees, and the dead zombie soldiers and grave robbers around him, Wen Jin curled up his pink lips and smiled.

He stopped, and said calmly to An Qi who lowered his head and closed his eyes: "Are you dead?"

An Qi, who was covered in blood and scars all over his armor, raised his head, and the young general's smile was still bright.

"No." He said, "It's still a sigh of relief."

When the golden armor collided, An Qi stood up holding the spear, stretched his waist, his eyes under the smile were as cold as frost.

"My little emperor has been captured."

Hearing the wind, he said "hmm", "My senior brother is too."

The two men who lost their wives looked at each other and laughed.

"Plan as usual?"

"Ah."

"That's good... I must kill him this time to avoid future troubles, otherwise, wouldn't we lose our wife and lose our army?"

An Xi's tone was low, and he leaned on the coffin with a spear in his arms and looked sideways at the people around him.

Seeing that Wenfeng didn't talk to him at all, he raised his eyebrows.

"Aren't you in a hurry? So calm."

"Of course I am anxious."

Wen Fengjin also leaned on the coffin, his expression turned cold, his long and narrow eyes were hidden inside, and the blood-red pattern between his brows became more vivid.

He said: "Brother has been away from me for almost four days..."

"Tsk, calm down, don't get angry at me, I still have a hole in my stomach that hasn't healed yet."

An Kai rubbed his chin and asked, "When shall we leave?"

Hearing the wind, he turned his head.

"Tomorrow."

"it is good!"

[The author has something to say: I celebrated my birthday yesterday, and today I updated two articles and found that the article was locked, alas.

tears~

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