Chapter 287: Hijacking
Huge crematorium, smoke billowing out.
The rain-soaked land was covered with moss, and a finger-thick stream of water curled down the crevices of the rugged stones.
Tick, tick, falling in a deep pool of turquoise.
The yin wind blew through the stalactites in this cave, making a gurgling sound, scraping on people's bodies, as if scraped in their bones.
The girl tilted her head weakly, tied to the rock behind her by a rope, motionless, as if she had long lost consciousness. Cold droplets of water fell down the stalactites on the head and hit the face.
The biting chill, the moist water, and the cold air all made her gradually wake up from her stupor, and she couldn't help but shiver.
The suffocating feeling left over from her throat and eyes made her gasp for breath at the moment, and finally calmed down the rapid heartbeat, and she looked around in confusion.
The strange and treacherous cave, the obscure vision, as the consciousness and reason slowly converge, the previous memories also followed.
When she saw the boy being kicked out of blood, she rushed into the door without thinking, ignoring the difference between immortal cultivators and secular ones, and was ready to teach these two men a lesson.
But the next scene made her stop.
- The little boy stood up.
- stood up as if nothing had happened, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth indifferently, and smiled at her.
The smile was so strange and out of place at this moment of her anger, that she subconsciously stopped before she realized anything, looked at him in a daze, and spoke.
"Are you alright?"
"It's fine. The boy smiled and said unhurriedly, "It's good that you're in, sister." β
He spoke softly, his thumb gently brushing the corners of his mouth.
"Otherwise, I don't know how much blood I would have shed. β
The content of these words sounded nothing wrong, but at the moment she always had a gut feeling that she was ignoring something, but in the next second, she didn't have time to think - a strong and rich death aura came to her face, and an unprecedented feeling of suffocation appeared, she wanted to pull out the green bamboo branch, but it was as if someone had taken out her strength, her whole body was extremely soft, and her eyes were black for a while.
The wild laughter of the two men rang faintly in her ears, and the boy kept smiling at her at the last moment she closed her eyelids.
In the midst of the lightning, she suddenly thought why she thought this boy was kind when she was on the street.
She's seen him!
In the corpses carried by the exorcists!
Recalling all this, I felt a chill in my heart, and at this moment, the echo of footsteps in the depths of the cave sounded.
Someone's coming!
She subconsciously lowered her head and twisted the rope, but the rope was beaten to a dead end, and she couldn't break free. She had no strength in her whole body, let alone a little aura, and she couldn't cut this rope with a small wind technique.
No wonder they tied her so reassuringly.
As if she suddenly realized something, she checked herself, and sure enough, the green bamboo branches, storage bags, and spirit beast bags on her body were all removed, except for the broken white jade bracelet that could not be taken off in her hand, the rest were not left for her at all.
"Sister, you're awake. The boy was still dressed in the same shabby manner, and his attitude remained unchanged, smiling as if nothing had happened between them.
"What the hell are you?" she stared at him tightly, her voice hoarse, "human?"
The boy chuckled, and his handsome face looked even more delicate, "Of course I'm human." β
"They said that my sister should wake up at this time, and I watched, and my sister estimated that she had to take a rest. β
"ButβI've seen you in the corpses carried by the corpse chasers!"
"Oh. He thought for a moment, found a stone beside her and sat down, "We were still alive then, not dead. β
"They actually use living people to refine corpses?!" she remembered the words of the little girl in the village, and her face was full of shock.
"Refining corpses. The boy let out a disdainful voice, "Oh, yes, those useless ones will naturally be used to refine corpses as useless ornaments." β
"You-" She tilted her head at his odd tone, "did you voluntarily fall into the hands of those corpse chasers?"
"Voluntary? I must have been reluctant at first. He recalled, turning his head and smiling at her again, "But that was before I didn't know what it was, and I'm very happy with it now." β
As if thinking of something, the boy's eyes exuded a frenzy that could burn everything, and on his pale face, it was even more of a kind of heart-wrenching paranoia.
"That meansβ" she licked her somewhat dry lower lip, "it's not your purpose to refine corpses. β
"Then what are you holding me here for?"
The boy turned his head innocently and looked at her, "I don't know, I can't guess the conjectures of the adults, and I can't guess." β
"Still. He propped his chin and puffed out his cheeks, "Probably if you become a divine envoy, adults won't dare to hide it." β
Silently jotting down these inexplicable words, she said, "In other words, you have been following me all this time?"
"Sister finally said this?!"
He clapped his hands excitedly, making a crunch, "I thought you were going to ask for those boring words for a long time." β
"yes, that's us. β
"It's just that my sister is so powerful, we can find out such a special concealment method, and because we can't alarm others, the adults are very distressed. β
"However, my sister is like my lucky star. He got up, held her head, and rubbed her shoulder affectionately, "I came up with a way, and I knew that my sister was soft-hearted, so I designed all this and acted out this scene." β
"That's how I can stand out from the crowd of useless peopleβ"
"I shouldn't be soft-hearted. She frowned in disgust and tilted her head to the side, trying to stay away from him.
"I can't help it. The boy smiled, his thin hand with great strength, fixed her head, looked at it, and smiled innocently, "Because I have another way, I will always let you into that room, and then obediently come here again." β
The dripping water hit his eyelashes, and he blinked.
"Oh, it's time, I have to leave to cultivate, so my sister should stay here. β
He let go of his hand, patted it again, took a few steps, and remembered to turn back.
"In the future, if I become an oracle, I will thank my sister. β
"It's just that if my sister had been so useless at that time, she would probably have died. β
"It's a shame. β