Chapter 018: Curiosity is the Trouble
Wu Sansheng and his two companions finally escaped from the insects, but then they entered a place where corpses were piled up.
Looking at the large patches of ghost fire on both sides, the piles of corpses under the faint ghost fire, and the corpse turtles moving freely among the corpses, Wuxie's face turned pale, barely accepting it.
At least his performance is much better than Da Kui, who can only shout and faint, acting as the atmosphere group and background board.
Everything is afraid of comparison. With Da Kui as a negative example, Wu Xie appears to be unexpectedly sensible and reliable in Wu Sansheng's eyes.
However, this sensible and reliable image did not last long due to a series of accidents.
First, they discovered six crystal coffins hanging on the walls on both sides, one of which was empty, causing everyone to panic and shout loudly. Then, a female puppet in white appeared before them. After a brief explanation, Zhang Qiling used a drop of blood to suppress the female puppet in the blink of an eye.
The boat slowly passed by the kneeling female puppet in white. Everyone was on edge, not daring to act rashly. Only Wuxie, looking at the female puppet so close, felt a suicidal urge brewing.
He didn't have any other thoughts, he was just curious why the talisman paper Zhang Moyu gave him seemed to have not changed at all?
The small jade plaque on his chest had been emitting heat since he entered, probably reminding him that the Yin energy here was very strong. And the talisman paper that sounded so powerful at the time was so quiet that it seemed fake.
Driven by curiosity, Wuxie calmly took out the talisman paper folded into a triangle, and using his body as a cover, he carefully moved towards the female puppet.
When the talisman paper was ten centimeters away from the female puppet, Wu Sansheng noticed his eldest nephew's bold move. He felt a black screen in front of his eyes and almost fainted from lack of breath.
Wu Sansheng quickly reached out and grabbed Wuxie's wrist, looking at the female puppet warily, feeling his heart beating in his throat.
But he was still a step too slow. The female puppet suddenly screamed and became as fast as a white shadow, disappearing from the sight of several people in an instant.
"careful!"
Zhang Qiling glanced sharply at the direction the female puppet flew, reminded the four people, and held a knife ready to attack at any time.
The female puppet's scream seemed to have opened a Pandora's box. The other five crystal coffins suddenly shook violently, and then flipped open and ghostly figures in white floated out.
“Oh—”
In the deathly silence, Wuxie uttered a low, guilty voice as he looked at the talisman paper in his hand that had turned to ashes.
The next second, the female puppets that were originally floating on the crystal coffin seemed to have their own flash skills. They instantly appeared in front of them and attacked them.
Zhang Qiling slashed with his sword, shaking them off. With great skill, he freed the hand that was originally cut and bleeding from the bandage with one hand, then swung it back, sprinkling the Qilin's blood on the other people, and flew forward to chop with his sword.
An operation as fierce as a tiger...
A few minutes later, the five people successfully got out of the water cave.
Zhang Qiling's face was pale due to excessive blood loss, and even his eyes, which used to be bright enough to reflect people's hearts, seemed a little dim.
After his eyes were stimulated by the light outside, Zhang Qiling came back to his senses. He stared at Wu Sansheng with some hostility, and a few swear words like "MMP" floated through his mind.
Why did things turn out like this?
Didn’t Wu Sansheng say that there is no danger in this water cave?
Didn’t you say that you just need to pretend to be unconscious due to excessive blood loss after you come out?
Oh--
Zhang Qiling had a cold expression on his face, and labeled Wu Sansheng as untrustworthy in his mind.
Taking one last look at the setting sun, obscured by the jungle, Zhang Qiling closed his eyes in the afterglow of the setting sun, feeling weak and exhausted. His mind relaxed, and he naturally fell into a coma, collapsing beside Wuxie, who was still immersed in guilt.
Wuxie hurriedly supported the fallen Zhang Qiling, and looking at the overly pale complexion on his delicate face, his guilty conscience instantly turned into remorse, which reached its peak at this moment.
I deserve to die!
He cursed himself inwardly, his innocent red conscience jumping around restlessly in his chest, making him involuntarily make his hands' movements more delicate and gentle.
Zhang Qiling's weak body was limp, so soft that it seemed as if he had no bones, forcing Wuxie to hold him tighter to prevent him from falling.
Feeling that Zhang Qiling's body was too soft, Wuxie, with his thoughts jumping, doubted his gender for a moment.
Then he remembered Zhang Qiling's killing performance just now, sorted out the combat power values of the two of them, and silently suppressed his suicidal speculation in his heart.
He felt that if he asked the question, this person would slice him into "sashimi" on the spot!
After getting off the boat, Wuxie wanted to show his responsibility by carrying Zhang Qiling on his back, but his strength did not allow it.
In the end, it was the strong Pan Zi who carried Zhang Qiling on his back, with Wuxie supporting him from behind, and they walked into the village.
After settling everyone in the guesthouse, Wuxie and the others had their meal first since Zhang Qiling was still asleep. They left a separate portion for Zhang Qiling and kept it warm in the pot.
Zhang Qiling's coma wasn't long, as there wasn't enough room, so Wu Xie stayed in the same room with him. Wu Xie finished his meal and strolled around for a while, then returned to his room and washed up when he woke up.
After seeing that the person woke up, Wuxie looked happy and quickly went to the kitchen to bring out the meal.
In addition to a bowl of rice and a plate of mixed dishes, there was also a bowl of pork liver and spinach soup that Wu Xie specially paid for the proprietress to make.
"Brother, come quickly, this is all yours. You were injured and lost too much blood, so you need more nourishment."
Wuxie happily brought the food to the bedside table, sat beside Zhang Qiling's bed, took the bowl and chopsticks in his hands and wanted to feed him with his own hands.
Zhang Qiling frowned, decisively rejected his overly intimate behavior, took the bowl and chopsticks and ate by himself.
After eating, Wuxie didn't let him clean up the dishes, but cleaned them up himself with quick movements.
Seeing Zhang Qiling stand up as if he wanted to wash up, Wuxie whispered in his ear with some concern, reminding him to be careful not to let the wound come into contact with water, and to be careful not to tear the wound and cause secondary damage.
Zhang Qiling accepted his kindness.
He had previously thought Wuxie was too curious, couldn't control his hands, and was a real nuisance. But now, seeing Wuxie's sincere face, his eyes full of concern for him, his opinion of him changed considerably.
Especially compared to his uncle who is always telling lies and is like a smiling fox, Wuxie is just like a simple little white rabbit.
After cleaning up, they took off their outer clothes and went to bed.
In front of the water-stealing cave, Zhang Moyu stood alone in the night, sniffing the scent of Qilin blood that permeated the air, his brows tightly furrowed.
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