Chapter 60: The Mask of the White Robe
Those people in the snow walked quickly, and they arrived in front of Wu Xiaoxie in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, he didn't care about any danger or not, and stumbled towards the men, but was picked up like a chick halfway through, and then a snow-white big bag was draped over him.
The person carrying him spoke, Wu Xiaoxie only felt that these people were so tall, he looked up and only saw the lower half of his face that was not covered by the mask, the person's mouth moved, and he spit out a string of strange-sounding words.
Wu Xiaoxie looked confused, because he couldn't understand what the man was saying at all.
Seeing that Wu Xiaoxie didn't answer, the man probably thought that he was frozen in this ice and snow, and his rough big hands rubbed his face together, and then grabbed his armpit and lifted him up and put him on his arm in the posture of holding a child.
Wait a minute!
Holding a child?
Wu Xiaoxie stretched out his hand and looked at it, and was so shocked that he found that his originally slender hands had become a child's short and fat little fat hands!
Die young!
What's going on?
Wu Xiaoxie was almost shocked, and hurriedly grabbed the man's neck.
The man laughed twice, patted Wu Xiaoxie's buttocks and motioned for him to sit down, walked back to join the large army, and then walked up to the leader-like man and said a few words.
The leader was also wearing a silver-white mask that covered the upper half of his face, and when he heard this, he raised his eyelids and glanced at Wu Xiaoxie, when that eye swept over, Wu Xiaoxie only felt cold all over his body, like falling into an ice cellar, and those eyes were extremely indifferent, and there was no emotion that belonged to people in them.
Surprisingly, one of the chief's eyes turned out to be two colors, red on the left and green on the right.
Wu Xiaoxie was startled, those eyes, where did he seem to have seen them, Xu was frozen, and his thinking at this time was wooden.
Before he could think about it carefully, the man holding Wu Xiaoxie covered his eyes with his hand, and said a few more words, Wu Xiaoxie heard the meaning of pleading from his tone, and after a while, Wu Xiaoxie saw the leader's jaw between his fingers, and then the team continued to go up the stairs.
Wu Xiaoxie was held in a warm embrace, his frozen body gradually warmed up, and his brain worked quickly to analyze the current situation.
He was sure that the child-like body was definitely not his own, and the reason why it was so unclear was for the time being.
What are these white-robed people doing, what are they, Wu Xiaoxie only caught a few words that appeared frequently from their words, "e wu chi le".
What does that mean?
The head was confused, maybe because this body was a child, Wu Xiaoxie only thought for a while, and then felt that his eyelids were sleepy, and under the hypnotization of the pleasant sound of the bell, he still didn't stay up and fell asleep after all.
When he woke up again, Wu Xiaoxie found himself lying on a small bed, his mind was still a little foggy, he pounded his head to make himself sober, and then began to observe the surrounding environment.
It was a stone hall, much smaller than the one he had seen before, with a brazier burning in it to keep warm and illuminate.
By the light of the fire, he saw clearly the carving on the stone wall, he didn't know how to describe it for a while, the carving looked like a beast and like a bird, the top part was hidden in the darkness of the fire, and it was not very real, but from the huge claws of the lower part, it could be seen that this was a behemoth, and what could be carved here and could do such exquisite craftsmanship was definitely not an ordinary graffiti, maybe this was the totem that the white-robed people worshipped.
It's just that this totem seems to be disabled, and Wu Xiaoxie's neck is sore, and he can't find the fourth claw.
At this moment, the heavy felt curtain was lifted, and a little bean ding, also dressed in a white robe, walked in, holding a stone box in his hand, and quickly approached Wu Xiaoxie's bedside to put it down, and then Ula Ula said something, but Wu Xiaoxie really didn't understand, otherwise he would have been able to extract a lot of information.
Wu Xiaoxie opened his mouth and finally sighed.
Xiao Douding seemed to be just here to deliver something, and didn't care about the tangled on his face, only pointed to the stone box on the bed and motioned him to open it.
Wu Xiaoxie looked at the stone box, there was a mechanism lock on it, it was not very complicated, and it took a lot of effort to untie it.
When I lifted the lid, I was greeted by a white cloak, the same material as the white-robed adults were wearing, and the lines on it looked similar.
Xiao Douding motioned for Wu Xiaoxie to change into the clothes in the box, and then took his hand and walked out of the stone hall.
The fog outside was very large, and the visibility was too low, Wu Xiaoxie could only see the gray figure faintly poking and poking in the fog, and the continuous sound of bells in his ears was in his ears.
Wu Xiaoxie followed Xiao Douding to a low platform with a blank face, and received his own small octagonal lantern and half a mask.
Fang just saw it really, and after the mask was in his hand, Wu Xiaoxie found that there were shallow lines engraved on it, which looked a little familiar, but he didn't remember where he had seen it when he thought about it.
At this moment, a thick bell rang, and the figures in the fog began to converge in the same direction.
Wu Xiaoxie was squeezed and had to follow the large army, his hands suddenly emptied, and when he looked down, the little bean ding who was pulling him before disappeared at some point.
Wu Xiaoxie panicked for a moment, and hurriedly looked around, and the bustling figures in the mist all disappeared, and he seemed to be the only one left in the whole world.