Chapter Seventy-Seven: Meet the Coachman's Son Again
The two were about to talk, but they heard a very different footstep.
Calm and powerful...... Characteristics of a man in the prime of life......
The white fat man and Biao Ye originally wanted to discuss the next plan, but they had to stop and listen attentively to the movement outside.
Modri's old dialect: "Mother, I'm back." β
"Hey!" The old woman answered and asked, "Found your father?" β
The man's deep voice was a little puzzled: "Dad? Mother, what are you talking about? β
"Oh oh......" the old woman said no more, "I don't remember well. β
The conversation between the two declares their identity - mother and son, and the man who just entered the house is the son of the old man.
The white fat man was a little concerned about the conversation between the two, and the old woman's son seemed to be looking for his father. They killed an old man pulling a carriage before, and this man can't be the old man's son, right?
The bloody picture of the old man's son eating his father's corpse is still vivid, and although the white fat man is not afraid of the old man's son, he is still a little frightened at the thought of sleeping in the same room with this cannibal guy. There was no door in this room, and it would be very easy for someone to break in in the middle of the night and kill them......
Biao Ye didn't frown, he was as calm as water, and he didn't pay attention to the man who was talking to the old man in the house. Those things in the secret realm, as long as they don't involve the core, normal people can basically deal with them, and he is more worried about what will happen later......
Bezis gave them a death order to take the key out of the tomb of the Great Tiger. Nine times out of ten, this key is the core secret of the secret realm, otherwise that woman's ability can take out the key by herself, why bother so much trouble and ask these people who are not in the eyes of the big people to help her take out the key?
It was only now, when the fear of the woman had subsided, that all kinds of considerations came to his mind, and if he could, he would not go to the grave. It's just that at the time, Beatis didn't give them a choice.
The curtain on the door of the room was lifted again, and a swarthy middle-aged man walked in. The white fat man's eyes doubled when he saw the man's face.
The man was the driver's son, and he still had unwiped "ketchup" on his lips. The old woman in the house was really blind, but fortunately she lost her sight, otherwise she would have died when she saw the marks on her son's mouth, and went straight to the west.
It doesn't matter if she dies, the important thing is not to bother them, the white fat man and Biao Ye just want to stay here for one night. Middle-aged men obviously have a big problem, but it doesn't seem to be a danger to them for the time being.
"I heard from my mother that someone came to the house." The middle-aged man walked into the house with a smile, and the white fat man's stiff face pulled a smile and responded: "The three of us brothers came to Jian'an City to visit relatives, and we don't want to lose our way, but fortunately, your mother is a bodhisattva." Otherwise, the three of us brothers can only sleep outside the wind and eat outside, and wait for tomorrow's rooster to crow before making plans. β
The middle-aged man was a little embarrassed: "But I don't have to do my best, I don't have to worry about my teeth, I don't have to worry about my teeth, the three good students rest, I will take advantage of the fact that the sky is not yet dark, go up the mountain to try my luck, see if I can get some wild food, and fight between the teeth." β
The flail on the bed caught his attention.
"This brother ......"
The white fat man moved the chair under his buttocks forward, blocking the middle-aged man's sight, and only smiled and said: "This is my brother's brother, who is a little weak, infected with the wind and cold, and is more sleepy than usual, and the fever has almost subsided, so don't worry." β
"That's good, that's good, that's good......" The middle-aged man said three times in a row, and suddenly realized: "I'm going to hunt in the mountains, just to make up for your brother's body." β
After speaking, the middle-aged man turned around and walked out. When the middle-aged man walked to the living room, the white fat man walked to the door curtain, lifted a corner, and observed the middle-aged man's every move. I saw that the middle-aged man said hello to his mother, and then took the bow and arrow hanging on the wall and walked out of the door, as if he really wanted to hunt some animals for them.
In the hall, the old woman was silently weaving, and the white fat man lowered the curtain.
Biao Ye stood by the window and watched the middle-aged man walk up the mountain.
The back was not the slightest bit guarded, and he didn't turn his head to look at his own house. He's so normal, so normal that it's unsettling.
"Second Brother ......"
The white fat man pointed to the hall, which meant that the partition wall had ears, and he was not sure that the old woman deliberately pretended to be deaf and dumb to deceive them.
Biao Ye nodded understandingly, and then Biao Ye took out a small black notebook and a ballpoint pen.
Because they didn't want their conversation to be heard by a third person, they used pen and paper to talk.
White Fat Man: It sounds like, but I suspect we crossed over.
There is no record of man-eating monsters in the history books of the various dynasties of the Tapir Star Heavenly Pivot Kingdom, and he even has some doubts about whether the land under his feet is still in the Tapir Star.
Biao Ye: Why do you think so?
He shook his head silently in his heart, had he never touched it...... of ordinary people, their thinking is limited. In his opinion, the white fat man is a smart person and a shrewd person, but different experiences determine that they see the world at different heights.
The white fat man wrote down his analysis on paper.
Fat White: The coachman, and the people in the room, all speak the ancient dialect of Modri. I still have a bit of an impression of the name Jian'an City, which should be the old name of Modri City. However, everything here is very strange and there is no record of it in the history books I have read.
Biao Ye took the pen in the white fat man's hand.
Biao Ye: It's a bit weird here, and I can probably deal with three of them at the same time, a monster that is too different from that coachman's strength.
He could deal with up to five of those things at once, but at a price he wasn't willing to pay right now.
White Fat Man: We don't touch the food and water here, and tomorrow morning, we will immediately pack up our things and leave.
Biao Ye's words gave the white fat man some confidence, but he didn't want to stay in this place for long, he wanted to find a way to go back as soon as possible and bring back what the crazy woman wanted from Bi Qisi. Taking the money given by the other party and finding a place to be happy, he decided to wash his hands after going down to the tomb and no longer touch those bright objects.
As the saying goes, if you often walk by the river, how can you not get your shoes wet? But the accident came so quickly, he was planted in the hands of the woman Bi Qisi for the first time, and he didn't leave himself a chance to turn over. There was something that didn't have to be tried, and there was a barrier between them and the woman, and it was called the dividing line between the ordinary and the extraordinary.
The actual gap in strength made him unable to have the slightest idea of resisting.
The necklace hanging on his chest ached faintly, and the white fat man frowned.
After seeing it, Biao Ye asked, "What's the matter?" β
The white fat man shook his head, endured the severe pain, and slowly took out the necklace. He didn't dare to reach out and touch it directly, so he could only carefully take out the rope, leaving a burnt eye mark on the front chest of the necklace just now.
Explain your work, how did you accomplish?
Bissi's voice suddenly sounded in her head, and the white fat man suspected that she was taking the opportunity to take revenge. That necklace is as hot as lava, maybe the slander in her heart will be heard by Beckis. He'd heard a lot of rumors about people who had this ability.
Biao Ye clearly saw the pain on the white fat man's face and asked, "What's the matter?" β
Suddenly, I heard Bi Qisi say in his ear: "You are still in the tomb of the Great General Weihu, remember to bring the key out, otherwise you will ......"
The threat after the words was self-evident, not only Biao Ye, but also the white fat man heard Bi Qisi's bright threat.
The white fat man muttered silently in his heart with a pale face: "Guarantee to complete the task!" β
The burning heat on his chest subsided, and the white fat man's eyes were horrified. Bi Qisi's power can actually travel through time and space and have a dialogue with Xi Chao, who is in the suspected Tianshu Kingdom, this is ...... What a great power?!
Suddenly, feeling more and more unfathomable, he put the necklace back in place and took a deep breath. Without bringing the key out, Beatis wouldn't have allowed them to live.
Biao Ye is calmer than the white fat man, but it is not much better. A person like him who has been tearing up and killing all year round feels something more essential, like a bone-burning flame, no, it should be a blazing sun, or a sky-breaking blade. He didn't have the courage to resist at all, he just wanted to submit to the other party, and was willing to bow down for the other party......
He understood that this was a warning from Beatis, and that for an unruly man like him, fists were the most convincing. Although he knew that he was not close to the end of his death, the ant was still stealing life, and he was willing to die like a true warrior.
The white fat man was a little apprehensive, and after Biss talked to him, he couldn't sit still.
He made an excuse and said, "It's a little stuffy in the house, I'll go out for a walk." β
Biao Ye didn't move, he needed to watch Wei Flails to ensure his safety.
The coercion that Bi Qi Si gave them gave them a feeling that as long as Bi Qi Si had a thought, she could crush them to death without much effort. However, under the pressure of this death, they have never given up the burden of Wei Flai.
The old woman was still weaving tirelessly, and her ears were like SchrΓΆdinger's cat, and the fat white man was very attentive to this. But unfortunately, under the gaze of his gaze, the old woman is like a programmed robot, completing her "task" again and again.
The white fat man didn't go out rashly, and there might be more danger outside than inside. At least the old woman was still in his eyes, and he remembered Bi Qisi's words, she said, they were still in the tomb of the Great General Weihu. His idea was not valid, they did not encounter such an unscientific thing as time travel...... Hell the science...... These things that I have experienced are not to be remade into fantasy movies - no one will believe them when I say it!
Biao Ye should have also heard Bi Qisi's words, why wasn't he surprised at all? The white fat man has a good eye on this matter, although he is very optimistic about Biao Ye's strong will, but he is still a normal human being, and people will inevitably have flaws, and their emotions will fluctuate left and right.
He gathered his mind and examined the contents of the room.