Chapter 42 The Little Kid in Open-Crotch Pants
"Tsk tsk, what bad luck." Pei Yu expressed his pity for his brothers on the ground, while happily raising his hand and shouting in the direction of Yun Qimu.
"Village chief, my beautiful village chief, can you please take the body? I found a person here."
His words not only attracted Yun Qimu's attention, but also attracted the natives.
"People, are they from our tribe?"
In the previous war between humans and beasts on the desolate planet, although most of the indigenous people were saved by Yun Qimu, a small number of them died in the war. Later, they fled in a hurry to avoid the magnetic core storm and the berserk beasts, and had no time to collect the bodies of these people.
Pei Yu shook his head. "No, no, the clothes this person is wearing are not right. They are not from your Poor Whale Tribe."
"oh."
Seeing this, the natives who were about to rush over stopped in their tracks, became depressed for a moment, and then dispersed.
Only Yun Qimu, with nothing else to do, continued to walk over. She lowered her head to glance at the dark clay figure on the ground, frowning slightly, "He's not dead."
"Huh..." Pei Yu's eyes widened. "He's not dead yet. It seems this unlucky guy isn't that unlucky after all."
Then he suddenly became depressed, with a look of regret on his face, "Alas, since it's not a corpse, it can't be exchanged for spirit coins. What a pity."
"It's a pity indeed."
Yun Qimu nodded in agreement, glancing at the eight rings on the man's hands, which were covered in mud but still had outlines. He then glanced at his ears, neck, belt, and wrists, his face full of confusion.
Why didn’t he die? Otherwise, all the space buttons he was wearing would be hers.
A total of fourteen spaces, even a fat sheep like Mo Xie can’t catch up.
Otherwise, just kill him.
The man lying on the ground suddenly opened his eyes as if he sensed the murderous intent.
The silver eyes were like cold stars quenched with ice, which made people feel cold in their hearts.
Pei Yu was so frightened that he took a step back.
The man on the ground also immediately supported himself with one hand, as if he was completely unaware of the wounds on his body. With an expressionless face, he turned over swiftly and put five steps away from them. He kept a fighting posture that allowed him to attack or defend, and looked at them vigilantly.
"Who are you and what do you want to do?"
His silver eyes flashed with clarity and coldness, like a rebellious lone wolf.
"Um, I, we are people from the global village." Pei Yu answered awkwardly, and then turned his head to glance at Yun Qimu who was standing next to him. Seeing that she didn't look at him, he immediately felt relieved.
But he couldn’t let the village chief see how cowardly he looked when he was scared away just now.
After preparing himself mentally, Pei Yu's embarrassment dissipated. He looked at the unlucky fellow across from him, ah, that lucky brother, and said with a familiar smile, "Brother, don't be nervous. We don't mean any harm. We just found you while we were picking up the corpse."
Wu Xingyu's eyes were filled with sarcasm, and he clearly didn't believe her. "You just said you wanted to exchange me for spirit coins, and you too."
He turned his gaze towards Yun Qimu, staring at her with his cold eyes, then stared at her a few more times with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
This made Yun Qimu, who had originally had a calm expression, feel a little guilty, and his eyes drifted away.
"I, what happened to me? Is there mud on my face too?"
As she spoke, she reached out and wiped her cheek.
Yun Qimu: As long as I act innocent enough, embarrassment won’t catch up with me.
Wu Xingyu looked her up and down for a few times, then sneered in a dry and hoarse voice, "No, it's just that your face was as pale as a ghost. I was so scared that I thought you were here to take my life."
Two sentences were enough for him to understand the situation around him. After seeing that the two men were really no threat, he lowered his guard, retracted his defensive hands and simply sat cross-legged on the ground. His shoulder-length hair covered in mud did not detract from his demeanor.
He took out a handkerchief from the space button with graceful and swift movements and wiped his mouth, then took out a bottle of pink nutrient solution and drank it in small sips.
Yun Qimu gritted his teeth, feeling very unhappy.
What kind of man is this? He has such a vicious tongue. If he wasn't a fat sheep, she would have beaten him to death while he was sick.
Bang——
There was a sound of steel falling to the ground, and three people with their own thoughts turned to look over.
The subtle atmosphere surrounding the three people also dissipated.
In the garbage pile where the steel had fallen, two people, covered in mud like Wu Xingyu, crawled out in a panic.
When the two saw Wu Xingyu, their eyes immediately filled with tears. They excitedly flew towards him and shouted with deep emotion, "Three Emperors."
Wu Xingyu cast a cold glance at them and said, "I've already told you not to be polite when you're out and about. Just call me Third Brother."
The two of them immediately shut up, crawled over and sat down next to Wu Xingyu, and called out "Third Brother" obediently.
Wu Xingyu's tense face finally relaxed. He turned around and looked up at Yun Qimu and the others standing in front of him. His throat, moistened by the nutrient solution, had become a little softer. "My name is Wu Xingyu. Can you tell me how to get to Molan City? How far is it from here?"
Yun Qimu narrowed her beautiful black eyes and looked at him thoughtfully.
Pei Yu jumped out curiously, "Molan City, what are you doing in Molan City?"
"Go to my uncle."
"Huh." Pei Yulai became interested, brushing off his previous awkward smile. He happily squatted down and asked, "Who is your uncle? I used to live in Molan City for almost twenty years, and I know most of the people there. If you tell me, I can give you some information. It will be easier to find someone."
Wu Xingyu paused, his silver eyes slightly deep as he stared at Pei Yu for a few seconds, then a hard-to-describe expression appeared on his expressionless face, "Fatty Pei."
"Fuck." Pei Yu's eyes popped out of his sockets. He jumped up immediately, pointing at Wu Xingyu with trembling hands. "You, you, how do you know my old nickname? Ah, no, no, I'm not Fatty Pei. How can a handsome and suave guy like me be fat? Don't talk nonsense, or you'll be rude to me."
Wu Xingyu stood up, calmly patted his hand, and straightened his clothes. Well, there was no way to straighten clothes that were so dirty.
His face, covered in mud, darkened a shade, and the look he gave Pei Yu was even a little hostile. "How can you be so rude? Do you need me to take you back to your childhood and get to know your true self, Fatty Pei—"
This sinister threatening tone, this familiar sarcastic drawn-out ending.
"Fuck, it's you, the little brat in open-crotch pants, you've grown so big." Pei Yu looked shocked.
Wu Xingyu's face immediately turned gloomy. He grabbed his arm and threw him over his shoulder, then rubbed his handsome face against the mud on the ground.
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