Chapter 137 Chapter 137 Bai Tianming smiled lightly...
Bai Tianming smiled gently, reached out his hand, took the pointed tooth, and fiddled with it in the sunlight, as if what he took was not a tooth, but a furry kitten that had just been born.
Although he said nothing, his gaze on the tooth seemed to have said everything. The white wolf's face gradually turned red, half from the sun and half from his own heat.
His eyebrows moved and he almost stood up, but in the end he sat there, hoping that Bai Tianming would look at the tooth longer, longer, just like he was looking at him.
It was really a very complicated feeling. He lowered his eyes and stared at the shadow of Bai Tianming's hand holding his tooth, and the shadow fell on the table.
This was clearly a table made of stone, but when the shadow of the hand fell here, he felt vaguely that what he saw before his eyes was a bird with its wings spread out, ready to fly, on a piece of green jade.
He couldn't help but grab Bai Tianming. Bai Tianming's other hand, which was placed on the table, was like a bird that was about to fly away. He held it in his hand carefully, not wanting to use any more strength, for fear that he would use too much force and accidentally crush the bird to death. Even if it was just a feather that was crushed, he would still feel sorry.
"When are you leaving?" He looked at Bai Tianming, as if he was looking at the black and white clock and the second hand ticking forward, but he could never keep up, which made him a little panic.
"Tomorrow." Bai Tianming smiled at him and said simply.
"When will you come back?" He blinked and became happier. The joy permeated his blue gem-like eyes, making them look even brighter.
The sun shone over and fell into those eyes, like pouring a layer of honey on a blueberry muffin, warm, sticky, and sweet to the point of being almost greasy.
"The day after tomorrow." Bai Tianming thought about it slowly like the claws of a claw machine. Seeing that he was as anxious as a kitten scratching the wall, he couldn't help but smile at him.
"Is it a deal then?" He stared at Bai Tianming and asked impatiently.
"It's a deal." Bai Tianming nodded.
Jephthah lay on the ground and yawned slowly. As the sunlight shone over him, he suddenly felt as if a spoonful of honey had been stuck in his throat. It was so sweet that he almost didn't feel sleepy anymore.
He turned over and thought, it would be nice to live like this forever. Everything is good, extremely good, and there is nothing to change.
Bai Tianming indeed planned to go out tomorrow and come back the day after tomorrow, but he didn't stay long before preparing to leave again. This time, he was really going to a very far place and would not be back for a while.
White Wolf looked at Bai Tianming, wondering why he was going out again. He asked worriedly, "Did something happen?"
"Nothing." Bai Tianming shook his head like the wind chime hanging on the wall at the door of the store.
"Then what are you doing outside?" asked White Wolf doubtfully.
"It's hard to say." Bai Tianming hasn't made up his mind yet, but he has been in one place for too long.
"Have you decided on a time to go out?" Bai Lang pulled Bai Tianming and asked nervously, as if he was afraid that he would suddenly disappear.
"No." Bai Tianming shook his head.
He hasn't made up his mind yet, but it's only for the next two days, so there's no need to think about it too much. He doesn't plan to tell Bai Lang, because whether he tells him or not, he's going to leave anyway, so it's better not to tell him.
What happened next? Jephthah couldn't quite remember.
But since then, he has been just a shadow most of the time, because when he is a shadow, he is confused, does not use his brain, has no heart, and will not be too sad.
Jephthah looked down the cliff, but saw nothing. He retreated again, remembering that he seemed to have forgotten to tell Bai Tianming something:
The White Wolf King is most likely down there now. He went in there to find the culprit. Whether he is killed or sealed again, in short, no one wants to continue watching this thing do evil.
"It shouldn't matter, right?" Jephthah blinked. Even if Bai Tianming and the White Wolf King met, it would only be a reunion; there was no reason for them to fight.
At this time, Bai Tianming had already fallen to the bottom of the cliff. The people who had been dragged in before had disappeared without a trace. He began to look for the specific location of the culprit.
That disgusting thing is probably hidden under the soil, but it will take some time to confirm which piece of soil it is under.
Bai Tianming was walking slowly when he suddenly saw a palace not far away. He pushed the door open and went in. Inside the door was a garden. The garden was full of corpses. There was only a thin layer of soil on the corpses. The soil was soaked with blood and gave off a strong smell of blood. Mosquitoes, flies and maggots were crawling on the corpses. There was a buzzing sound of flying insects in the air. Flowers grew on the corpses, one after another, some in bud, some beautiful, some very old, and all kinds of flowers.
The green leaves of the plants were under the flowers. When the flowers twisted, the leaves also twisted. Therefore, Bai Tianming took two steps forward and was able to see that under the flowers were rotten human faces.
Some faces are smiling, some are crying, and some have other expressions, but without exception, these faces look different, which means that these faces are most likely the faces of corpses. As for these corpses, most of them are people who died here in the past.
What a sin.
Suddenly, footsteps were heard in the room next door. Bai Tianming turned around and saw that the door of the room over there was opened. A maid with a doll collar and a blue dress came out, with a white apron on the outside.
The skirt has ruffled edges, and when she walks, the ruffles rise and fall, as if a gust of wind blows away the waves in the lotus pond, making the lotus leaves and lotus flowers toss to and fro, making them look vivid and beautiful.
Under the skirt were white knee-length socks, and over the socks were a pair of thick-soled black platform shoes with a big bow on them.
The maid held a silver tray with a coffee pot and white ceramic coffee cups on it. A slender, curly flower was painted on the cups with gold powder and pink paint.
The coffee was steaming in the cup.
The maid walked step by step towards Bai Tianming. Her body was very stiff, just like a puppet, with an incredible and weird smile on her face. From the time she left home until now, the curve of her face had not changed at all, and even the dark eyeballs in her eye sockets had not moved at all.
Bai Tianming blinked and looked at the maid who almost bumped into him. He knew very well that this was sent by the culprit as a tool to distract attention or provoke anger, so he was very calm.
The maid stared at Bai Tianming with her slightly turned black eyes, still with that creepy smile on her face. She opened her mouth, and her bright red lips were a little torn. Blood flowed out from the torn wound, but the maid was completely unaware. There was not even a twitch on her cheek. She just said in a very gentle and sweet voice: "Sir, please have some coffee!"
As the maid spoke, she picked up the coffee and was about to splash it on Bai Tianming's face. The coffee was still steaming hot, obviously it had just boiled. If it was splashed on an ordinary person's face, that person's face would be ruined immediately.
At this moment, the maid's eyes curved, revealing a hint of cunning, as if a prank was about to succeed, and even the curve of her bright red lips became a little higher, as if this was really an innocent and lively little girl, wearing maid's clothes and playing the role of an innocent person.
Bai Tianming took a step back. The coffee spilled in front of him, but was blocked by his defense. It fell straight down like a failed assassination knife. It hit the ground and was absorbed by the soil in the blink of an eye. Only some steaming heat remained, which proved that there was indeed a cup of boiling coffee here before, which almost splashed on someone's face.
The maid lowered her eyes and looked at the spot where the coffee fell on the ground with a look of disappointment. It was obviously a pity that the coffee did not actually hurt anyone.
Bai Tianming took out a bottle of oil from his pocket, unscrewed the lid and poured it on the maid. The yellow oil immediately stained the maid's snow-white apron.
The maid looked at the soiled apron, her eyes widened and she screamed, then she quickly stretched out her hands, trying to wipe off the oil on the clothes. She slapped them and cried, sobbing in her throat, her face wrinkled, an expression of extreme pain and grievance.
But those two pitch-black eyeballs couldn't squeeze out a single tear for a long time, just like no one could see raindrops through glass beads.
Bai Tianming took out a lighter from his pocket and lit the maid's clothes. The maid rolled on the ground, but the flame was not extinguished. It just burned, getting bigger and hotter, and more and more, burning everything around it.
The entire palace was like paper, gradually turning black and collapsing, and finally shrinking into a ball. Even the corpses inside were burned, leaving only uneven bones buried in the soil, and their appearance could not be identified.
Bai Tianming continued walking forward. He saw a maze with an open door. He walked in and kept hearing knocking sounds from inside the wall, so he kicked the wall and broke it.
There was nothing inside the wall, and the sound moved to another place. He lit a fire and burned the maze, leaving only a pool of black ash on the soil.
The White Wolf King, who was wandering around looking for the culprit, frowned, stopped, moved his nose, smelled the scent of fire in the air, and felt puzzled.
He didn't see any fire on the way here, and before he left his tribe, he didn't ask them to light a fire after he came down. How could a fire start here for no reason?
If it was an ordinary fire, it would only burn for a while, but this piece of land is controlled by that disgusting thing, and it is impossible for a fire to burn here forever, unless -
The master of fire is more powerful than the master of this land.
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