The bandit answered, hurriedly walked to the table, poured a bowl of tea, and brought it to the head of Qingxu Dao, seeing that he was lying on the bed and couldn't move at all, so he had to help him sit up and pass the water to his mouth. /top/ Fiction Rankings

Qingxu Dao Chang drank a few sips of water, and when the water flowed to his chest, he couldn't help but feel pain again, and cold sweat flowed down immediately. He slowed down for a while, and let the bandits put him down again, and then he remembered the little ghost baby, so he asked: "Poor Dao, let me ask you, where is the little baby boy who has been by Poor Dao's side?" ”

The bandit was stunned for a moment, and did not react for a while, and after a while, he stretched out his hand and pointed to a large black vat in the corner of the room, and said: "The second master said, saying that the little boy brought back by your old man could not see the light, so he asked the little ones to find a large vat of pickled pickles, put the little boy in the vat, and blocked the mouth of the vat with a big stone. However, don't worry, Dao Chief, the tank is empty, and the little ones have also carved a few small holes in the tank, and the little baby boy can't suffocate ......"

Qingxu Daoist nodded, signaling the bandit to retreat, the bandit nodded again and again, turned around and wanted to leave, at this time, Qingxu Daoist seemed to remember something again, and suddenly said, "Wait a minute...... Poor Dao still has things for you to do. ”

The bandit turned around and said respectfully, "Dao Chief, if there is anything else you have to do with your old man, just give me the order." ”

"Poor Dao asks you, how long has Poor Dao slept since he returned to Black Wind Village?"

"Tell the Taoist, it's been two days since we came back to Heifeng Village, and today is the third day, you have been lying here for the past two days, and you haven't woken up, and the big boss and the second boss are very anxious." The bandit replied truthfully.

Qingxu Daoist stretched out his hand and patted his forehead, looking depressed, and muttered, "Oh no...... Oops...... I almost ruined the big thing of the poor road! ”

"Dao Chief...... Did something happen? The bandit said in fear.

"You...... Go and call all your big bosses and the second bosses, and say that the poor road has very important things to find them, so that they can come over quickly without delay! Qingxu Daoist said very anxiously.

When the bandit saw that Qingxu Dao Chang was in a hurry like this, something big must have happened, so he naturally didn't dare to delay, so he withdrew from the house and ran towards the direction where Jin Batian and Hu San were.

Qingxu Dao Chang lay on the bed, anxious about the fire, and waited for about a stick of incense before he heard a burst of hurried footsteps outside, knowing that it was Jin Batian and they were rushing towards him, so he sat up and leaned against the wall.

"Qingxu Dao is long...... What is so important that you should be in such a hurry, so that the two of us can run for a while. Jin Batian hadn't even entered the door, so he shouted and said.

"Second uncle, your old man has finally woken up, and this sleep is really long enough." Hu San also echoed.

As soon as the two of them walked into the room, they first saw the gloomy face of the Qingxu Dao Chief, and the smiles on the faces of the two disappeared immediately, and Jin Batian asked, "Dao Chief...... What's wrong with you? Could it be that my Jin Batian has a place where he is not well entertained? ”

"Poor Dao, let me ask you, why don't you wake up Poor Dao after sleeping for so long? Do you think that the poor road is dead? Qingxu Daoist suddenly said angrily.