There's no nightlife in a small place like Pumstone Town, at least not for ordinary people.

So the nights here should be quiet most of the time.

But tonight was a little different.

Aunt Wang walked out of her room, and through the porch window she saw many people walking around the street outside the orphanage with flashlights, and more points of light approaching in the distance.

"What's wrong?"

Aunt Wang instinctively felt that something was going to be worse, because she saw that the light of several flashlights had entered the orphanage.

"Ahh

A beam of light swept across Aunt Wang's face, which made her involuntarily let out a low cry.

This group is coming for the orphanage!

Just a glance, Aunt Wang made a judgment in her heart.

There was no room for her to think too much at this point, all she could do was just her instinctive reaction.

Squatting down, under the cover of the wall, she quickly moved towards the infirmary where Xiaomei was temporarily staying.

Just by a hurried glance of Aunt Wang, she saw at least 20 people with flashlights.

It's not good.

"Xiaomei!

Aunt Wang opened the door of the infirmary, and regardless of whether Xiaomei who was lying on the bed was asleep at this time, she directly lifted her quilt.

"Hurry up, get up, something's wrong!"

Once inside, Aunt Wang gave up her previous cautious style, and although she was still keeping her voice down, she was already able to make enough movement to wake anyone who was asleep.

"How...... What's going on?"

It's already eight o'clock in the evening, there is a lack of entertainment and it's the middle of winter, and early bedtime is popular in the orphanage, and Xiaomei is indeed asleep just now.

Regarding Aunt Wang's words, Xiaomei didn't hear them clearly.

Something went wrong?

What's wrong?

What went wrong?

There are no these basic elements in a sentence, how can a person who has just been woken up understand?

"There's a lot of people coming out there! all of them are carrying flashlights, and they look like the underworld!"

Aunt Wang couldn't come up with a better word, and she could only vaguely describe the strange scene that happened outside the orphanage to Xiaomei at this moment.

"Oops! I should be here to collect debts! Aunt Wang! I'll go out and block it for a while! You go and wake up the children and prepare the money at the same time!"

For the first time, Xiaomei thought of the several debts owed by the orphanage before, although none of the people who lent money to the orphanage were mixed up, but it was difficult to guarantee that there would be someone who had not received the repayment for a long time, and saw that the orphanage had been in a worse situation in the past few months and had the idea of collecting debts.

In the countryside, on the fringes of the law, the standard model for debt collection is to ask people on the road to help collect money.

The people of the Tao are dedicated to all kinds of old men. As long as they come out, whether they can get it or not, the people who are being collected will not be treated very well.

Thinking of this, Xiaomei suddenly got up from the bed, put on a coat, put on her pants casually and ran out.

"Xiaomei!" Xiaomei rushed out of the door so fast that she didn't even leave time for Aunt Wang to brew, so she had to blurt out the unmodified sentences, "These people are coming for Mo Xie!"

Xiaomei's back as she rushed out paused, and then accelerated up the stairs without looking back.

"Oh, no, didn't I say it's my job to wake up the kids?"

Aunt Wang was stunned, but she didn't stay long.

Since the children have been woken up, the next task of going out to interrogate the identity of the child still has to be completed by her, the acting dean.

Grabbing a broom from the porch, Aunt Wang walked slowly to the door.

"Get up!

At the right time, Xiaomei's loud shouts and knocking on the door of the dormitory by bedroom sounded upstairs.

The orphanage was in chaos for a moment.

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Lin Ming's coma didn't last long, anyway, he felt that he should have been unconscious for less than a quarter of an hour.

The 'infusion tube' in his mouth has been withdrawn, but it is still pitch black in front of him.

Lin Ming tried to move his fingers, and he suddenly realized that his hand was no longer the hand it used to be.

They turned into claws, their razor-sharp nails creaking at the stone walls of the chest as they moved.

The hand is no longer the hand it used to be, and the frail body has finally gotten rid of the name of 'weakness'.

Lin Ming felt that every part of this body was filled with explosive power, as if he could break free from them all in one go, even with more shackles on his body.

The sleeping male lion has woken up.

"Drink!"

Just do it, Lin Ming is a man of action, and he struggles to mobilize every muscle in his body to hit the cage that imprisons him.

"Bang!"

It was a cage that was still extremely strong for Lin Ming before, but now it is as fragile as a piece of paper.

With just a little force, Lin Ming smashed the sarcophagus that had trapped him in it before.

That's right, this is a sarcophagus, which is why there is such a space design that fits the human body.

Sitting in a pile of stone chips, Lin Ming found himself in a secret room made of dark cyan stones, with thousands of characters carved on each wall that Lin Ming couldn't read.

Just if you look closely, Lin Ming found that the words on each wall were carved in different languages, and the styles were very different between the strokes, some were rough like orcs, and some were elegant like elves.

"What is this place?"

Lin Ming had a question in his heart, but he vaguely felt that he should know the answer.

This secret room is not airtight, and the only exit is above Lin Ming's head.

There was a two-metre-square hole with a tube extending from above.

Presumably, this tube conveys some liquid with a strong salty smell, right?

Lin Ming stood up from the rubble and patted his body casually.

The claws with sharp nails slapped against his body, and for a moment there was a sound of gold and iron resonating.

Lowering his head, Lin Ming found that his body had a marble-white sheen.

This familiar skin color made Lin Ming can't help but think of the body belonging to the angel that he once used.

Compared to an angel, this body has only fewer wings and more claws.

But now Lin Ming is not in the 'Heavenly Realm', where mortals are forbidden to fly.

Transporting his telekinesis, he floated, and at the same time constructed a long-lost telekinetic shield by his side, and only after making sure that there were no loopholes in his own defense did Lin Ming fly up along the entrance of the cave.

The road ahead was very dark, but Lin Ming, who had no perception, did not choose to light a fireball to light the way.

He would rather go in the dark than reveal his position - no matter what awaits him outside the cave.

If you are away from home and are not familiar with life, it is better to be cautious in doing things.