Chapter 113
It was an unfamiliar voice that appeared suddenly.
Not beside me, but above my head...
Xue Shun looked up and saw a huge red-haired rat clinging to the dome, looking at them with its thick, snake-like tail swinging. Suddenly, it lowered most of its body, sniffing around with its nose at a height of half a person.
Xue Shun is not afraid of mice.
After raising Xuan Xiao for a long time, you can even see some cuteness in its pointed mouth and bald, fleshy tail.
But this... was still a little hard for him to bear.
Are those scales on the tail? Why does it look sweaty?
The nose is fine, but why are the teeth so yellow?
A red-haired rat with red eyes is a bit scary, right?
When Xue Shunyuan saw it, it was still small, with beautiful red fur. But now that it has grown so big, the red fur is eye-catching no matter how you look at it.
Cold sweat trickled down his jaw. Xue Shun's heart was beating so fast, as if it was about to burst out of his chest, and he couldn't help but tremble.
I'm so scared.
Xue Lang and the others were also horrified.
They all knew that the monster was far more powerful than them and did not dare to act rashly.
Xue Shiyi was still reciting Zheng Xiaoniang's instructions, and he gritted his teeth and shouted, "Hey, that monster, don't smell him. If you have the guts, come over and smell me."
"You?" The red-haired mouse said disdainfully without even looking at him, "No, you're boring."
Xue Shun thought that even if he was going to die, he had to be brave, so he tried hard not to show any fear, and just said in a weak voice: "I don't mean to either."
"No, you're interesting. You smell like him."
This person is most likely not Xue Shiyi.
Xue Shun suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "This elder from the demon clan is talking about... my ancestor Xue Zhuoyu?"
"Ah... I think that's his name."
The red mouse, whose claws were still short despite being very big, scratched its head with difficulty, probably because it felt uncomfortable.
He transformed into a human form, landed lightly on the ground, and scratched his head hard.
His hair was messy as if he hadn't taken care of it in a long time.
"Senior, are you an old friend of my ancestor?"
Seeing that the rat demon showed no hostility, Xue Lang could no longer stay. Not wanting Xue Shun to take the lead and try to please the demon first, he immediately bowed and asked in a loud voice.
He was also used to acting heroic and speaking loudly, forgetting that the person opposite him was a mouse.
The one who makes the noise is the one who makes the most noise.
The red-haired mouse frowned and said unhappily, "What old friend? I'm a demon. Are you blind? Or are you just not smart?"
Xue Lang: ...So difficult to please?
"I am the younger generation's fault. Senior, are you an old acquaintance of our ancestors?"
It seems too awkward to say it's a ghost.
The red-haired mouse replied: "What's it to you? You keep asking questions. You're really annoying."
Xue Lang: ...
Let’s not be too picky now, okay?
Xue Shun knew that he was in danger and should not be distracted, but seeing Xue Lang being speechless, he couldn't help but feel a little happy.
You deserve it.
The red-haired rat, with a dirty, gray face, looked at Xue Shun with burning eyes, cleared his throat, and asked him with a burning gaze, "Young man, are you his son...his son?"
Xue Shun: ...It can only think of its grandson?
Xue Shun: "I am not the grandson of my ancestor."
"Then what is your relationship with him?" the red-haired mouse asked persistently.
Xue Shun was a little puzzled: "Maybe we are relatives. I shouldn't be the descendant of the jade-carving ancestor, right?"
He looked at Xue Shiyi and the others.
Xue Shiwu replied, "Although we are not the direct descendants of Ancestor Zhuoyu, we are also related by blood. Our ancestor is the half-brother of Ancestor Xue Haishan."
"Xue Haishan... my half-brother?" The red-haired mouse's brain didn't seem to be working properly. He thought for a long time before suddenly saying, "The old man who stole my candy!"
"Is he still alive?"
"He has been dead for many years."
"Oh... dead too," the Red Mouse asked, looking rather sad. "Where is he buried? I'll go and bring him here."
!
"Well, then there's no need for that..." It was strange that Xue Shiwu dared to say that.
What kind of monster is this? It comes and digs up people’s graves and steals their ancestors.
The red-haired mouse was very understanding and comforted him: "It's okay, it's not a big deal."
Is this a troublesome thing?
"Our ancestor has passed away, so let him lie there quietly." Xue Shiwu said tentatively.
The red-haired mouse asked calmly, "Why? I didn't want to lie down, but they forced me to. I didn't say anything, and now I have to follow their will? How can you Xue guys be so arrogant?"
All the questioning was met with silence.
Because they have no idea what happened in the first place.
But you can tell that it is definitely not a good thing.
The red-haired mouse didn't embarrass them, but looked at Xue Shun with regret: "You two are both sick, but it doesn't matter. What a pity."
Xue Shun: ...So this is what it smells like...
"Ancestor Zhuo Yu is also our ancestor, and the younger generation has great admiration for him."
"Then you really have nothing to admire. He's a bad guy, a particularly vicious bad guy, and a liar..."
The red-haired rat was fooled and poisoned by him, and buried in the tomb below as a gate beast.
He was afraid that it would come back to life, so he ordered people to put up so many candlesticks even though he knew it hated light.
It thought it was dead, but when it woke up it found itself in the river.
There were dead bodies all around it, and it didn't want to go out, so it simply fell into a deep sleep.
When he woke up again, Xue Zhuoyu was already dead.
Even after death, people still have to guard against it, and there are so many candles lit in the tomb.
It doesn't like it and wants to destroy it all.
But Xue Zhuoyu was afraid of the dark, so it thought about it and found the most broken lampstand for him to use, and only lit one lamp.
Then he cursed his coffin every day.
Tired of scolding, I remembered some of his good points...
It thought: I might as well finish it for him.
Xue Zhuoyu was so stupid that the tomb he built couldn't even trap a person.
It caught many people to fill the coffin.
I also smelled a scent very similar to his. These people must be his descendants.
It thought maliciously - Xue Zhuoyu hated noise, so it had to gather a group of people to annoy him, let these people torment each other in the tomb, and then...
And then what?
It can't figure it out.
Xue Zhuoyu is already dead, and he won't scold it coldly for being unruly anymore.
Honglun was getting annoyed with all this and started yelling again, "Get out! I don't like you! You're all as annoying as Xue Zhuoyu! Get out! Get out! You're not allowed in here!"
It waved its hands angrily, and Xue Lang and the others fell down.
When it was Xue Shun's turn, it hesitated a little, but only a little.
It said: "You are sick. You look a bit like him, but you are not as good-looking as him, nor as decent as him, and you are not his descendant."
Xue Shun saw it raise its hand and said hurriedly, "Wait a minute, I..."
Xue Shun wanted to ask where Shen Jiao and the others were going.
But Honglun no longer had the patience to listen, and it threw all these people out.
He came back to look at the empty tomb, put his hands on his hips and said with satisfaction: "It's much cleaner. This is more presentable."
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