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Chapter 139 Wu Dazhi's Pit

If he hadn't seen so many ghosts and monsters, Zhou Zijing would have been scared to death just by hearing this voice. However, at this time, he felt a little sorry for the children below.

However, Zhou Zijing still felt disgusted. What disgusted him was not the corpse under him, but the sticky corpse insects on it. Zhou Zijing shook his hand in disgust.

The child below did not continue to speak, and Zhou Zijing ignored it. He stood up and carefully observed the huge pit he was in.

Zhou Zijing could vaguely hear the rustling sound coming from his feet. He didn't want to think about what was under his feet. After exploring for a while, he finally gave up. The only way out here was the entrance of the cave, and the entrance of the cave was facing Zhou Zijing.

In other words, it is an existence that is out of reach.

"Uncle, you'd better save some energy!" The little boy started talking again, "The guy who fell yesterday was really stupid. I told him that there was no place to go out except the entrance of the cave, but he just didn't believe it!"

When he heard that someone else fell down yesterday, Zhou Zijing became more energetic and realized that the person who fell down was Wu Dazhi.

"Kid, did you see that person who fell down yesterday?" Zhou Zijing simply gave up looking around and sat down.

But so far, he still doesn't know who is talking to him. This kind of communication feels bad. "Kid, should you show up and let me see you? Otherwise it wouldn't be fair for the two of us to communicate like this."

no?"

"Aren't you afraid?" The child's voice was obviously hesitant.

"What are you afraid of? Let alone you, you are a little brat. I have never seen you, Uncle Zhou!" Zhou Zijing said disapprovingly. Since meeting Wu Dazhi, Zhou Zijing feels that his appetite is getting smaller and smaller, and his courage is getting smaller and smaller.

The bigger.

At the same time, bursts of creaking sounds began to be heard around Zhou Zijing. This sound was definitely not coming from a corpse. He was a little hairy. He could still handle a child, but if his seventh aunt

When all the aunts came, Zhou Zijing suddenly felt like he wanted to die.

"Child, we have agreed that I am just talking to you alone!" Zhou Zijing hurriedly added before those "people" got up.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, the creaking sound stopped, and then there was a banging sound. Only one of the creaking sounds was still strong.

"Uncle, I told you to be mentally prepared, but you are still pretending to be 13 with me..." the little boy said helplessly.

Zhou Zijing felt ashamed for a while, what kind of kid is this? How could he still pretend to be 13? He really didn’t learn well!

"Where are you?" Zhou Zijing only heard the voice, but did not see any substantial changes around him.

"Turn around!" The little boy suddenly felt that he had encountered a pair of shrimps. The uncle didn't see his existence yesterday.

Zhou Zijing slowly turned around. In the darkness, he saw with the faint dim moonlight squeezed in through the hole. He saw a corpse slowly getting up and sitting up. Facing him, there seemed to be a trace of blood on his face.

A vague smile.

Although Zhou Zijing was mentally prepared, the scene in front of him was still quite scary. Zhou Zijing couldn't control the instinctive trembling of his body. But this tiny trembling caused a burst of laughter from the little boy.

The corpse sat up motionless, staring at the fat man who was instinctively scared in front of him with his white-less eyes. With the dim silvery moonlight outside the cave, Zhou Zijing could clearly see the true face of the corpse.

This is the body of a little boy who looks to be only ** years old... Zhou Zijing swallowed, not knowing what to say to this child.

"Uncle, I saved you!" In the end, it was the little boy who spoke first: "I broke all my most precious things just to save you, and you have to pay me for it!"

"Um...what?" This request was actually not too much at all, but Zhou Zijing felt awkward when he thought about thanking a corpse.

"A piece of jade pendant, Lingxi Naji jade pendant!" the little boy pouted and said.

"Isn't it just a jade pendant? I'll buy you one!" Zhou Zijing thought that the little boy would say something earth-shattering.

"I have to have exactly the same one, the one from Ciyuan Pavilion and the one from Little Snake, okay?"

Seeing that Zhou Zijing agreed happily, the little boy said with a smile.

"This..." Damn it, Zhou Zijing was depressed, why was he so unlucky to meet a dead child.

The little boy didn't care about Zhou Zijing's reaction at all. He continued his topic: "An uncle also fell down yesterday. The uncle said that you must come back to find him. If you get near this place, I will be responsible for getting you down!"

Zhou Zijing was startled at first, but then he figured it out a little bit. He would fall because of Wu Dazhi. Could it be that he, a living person, is too lonely here?

"Damn it, I knew that Wu Dazhi was a heartless person!" Zhou Zijing didn't know where Wu Dazhi was now, so he could only wave his fist into the void and vent his dissatisfaction: "I fell into a trap and died.

Forget it, he still wants to drag me to be buried with him, what does he think? Don’t let the labor and management see him, beat him to death if he sees him!"

When Zhou Zijing went crazy, the little boy opposite him was looking at him with very sympathetic eyes. At this moment, Zhou Zijing was hit hard on the back of the head.

"Oh, you damn fat man, are you scolding me behind my back? Do you want to die?" The person who came was none other than Wu Dazhi.

He was walking on the long road yesterday when he discovered this wild grave area. I don't know whether it was God's arrangement or the little boy's mischief, but he fell down inexplicably.

"Didn't you ask me to come down and accompany you?!" Zhou Zijing rubbed the back of his head and said dissatisfied, "I've never seen such an inhumane guy like you!"

"Idiot, we saved you!" Wu Dazhi said angrily: "That hotel tycoon is the real dangerous person. I suspect that Bai Shu and his grandmother were kidnapped by that guy!"

When he mentioned the hotel tycoon, Zhou Zijing finally calmed down. He remembered what happened before he fell. His heart tightened and he hurriedly grabbed Wu Dazhi:

"Dazhi, did you find something? That guy just wanted to kill me..." Zhou Zijing stopped here. It seemed that this little boy really saved him.

Hearing Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing mention the hotel tycoon, the little boy didn't speak for a long time, just sitting there quietly. For a second, Zhou Zijing even doubted whether this guy was really dead.

The little boy didn't speak, and Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing couldn't speak first, so the two of them were deadlocked.

I don’t know how long it took, but the little boy finally sighed, leaving two deep red blood tears in his empty eyes. Wu Dazhi was shocked at first. This was a sign of strong anger. Under the control of such a powerful anger,

It is incredible that the little boy has not changed drastically.

"I... have been here for a long time... I am really... really lonely... I can finally have someone to talk to. If you can listen to what I have to say... and promise to help me realize my wish.

...Maybe I can also consider giving you a helping hand..." The little boy showed great sadness, and at the same time, Wu Dazhi felt the strong resentment behind this sadness.

"It's like this..." After the little boy vented his emotions, he told Wu Dazhi and others about the unknown tragedy that happened in Baijiacun.


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