Wu Dazhi was not afraid of the strange movements of the buried children, but he did not want to act hastily before the matter was completely clear.
So he pulled Xiao You and said to the middle-aged man with a smile: "Don't be angry. This is a new teacher in our school. He is not very good at talking. Don't take it seriously!"
"You are more outrageous than her!" The middle-aged uncle ignored Wu Dazhi's apology: "You said she was not a human at all, and you lied to me and said she was a teacher in your school!"
Wu Dazhi and Xiaoyou were both stunned. They didn't expect that the secrets they carefully concealed would be exposed by the enemy so easily. But that's fine, since everyone knows each other's details, there is nothing to hide.
"Yes, I'm not a teacher in any school, I'm a tantric master. I came here this time to find a burial boy!" Wu Dazhi said here and glanced at the middle-aged man. With just one glance, he felt the breath of death begin.
Slowly climbing up from his feet, the thought of not wanting to live anymore began to occupy Wu Dazhi's mind.
The middle-aged man had no intention of refusing. He spread his hands towards the two of them generously and said with some provocation:
"Mr. Guru, I know you are very powerful, but I have so many cuties here. I don't know which one you are talking about?"
Just when Xiaoyou was about to say something, the middle-aged man made a silent gesture. He narrowed his eyes into a strange arc and turned to look at the buried children who had gathered together at this time, as if he was making a Nazi speech.
Same, said loudly:
"Look at these lovely children, are you willing to take them away? What have they done wrong?!"
"One of them killed someone!" Wu Dazhi shook his head vigorously, driving away the suicidal thoughts, and then said coldly: "They don't belong to this world. It's not good to stay here for too long.
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"But do you know?" Suddenly, there was a hint of crying in the middle-aged man's voice: "No one in this world understands me! Only they can understand my music! Only they accompany me every day! But I know
, they are also very lonely, so I have to find partners and children for them!”
"Is it because of this ridiculous reason that you just watched those little girls die?" Xiaoyou finally lost her composure. She wanted to rush up and beat up the middle-aged man in front of her, but she only took one step and stopped.
.
She saw that the middle-aged man's body surface was constantly boiling with bubbles in a strange, chemical reaction. Then, those bubbles became bigger and bigger, and finally seemed to occupy the middle-aged man's entire body. At the same time,
, the middle-aged man's body disappeared little by little, leaving only a pool of corpse water where he had just stood.
Xiaoyou was startled. She stared at the pool of corpses in front of her in horror. She didn't say anything for a while. After about a minute, she finally recovered and turned to the direction of Wu Dazhi. This time Xiaoyou
Falling into a deep mystery again.
The person standing in front of her was indeed Wu Dazhi, but she felt that it was not Wu Dazhi. There was a cold feeling spreading from Wu Dazhi, which Xiaoyou had never felt before.
It is a temperament that does not seem to belong to Wu Dazhi.
"Brother Dazhi, are you okay?" Xiaoyou touched Wu Dazhi nervously, but he didn't respond. His eyes were still staring at the middle-aged man who had already turned into corpse water.
"Brother Dazhi!" Xiaoyou raised her voice a little. Now she was really scared. Although she knew in her heart that he would not hurt her, the fear spread uncontrollably.
Wu Dazhi seemed to finally hear Xiaoyou's voice, and his body shook unnoticeably. But when he saw the corpses in front of him clearly, he instinctively calmed down.
"Xiaoyou, where is the man?" Wu Dazhi turned to Xiaoyou and asked urgently.
"I don't know what's going on. Just now, the man was still talking about why he helped Burial Boy kill Wang Jing and the others, but when he was halfway through his words, he started to bubble up, and it ended up like this!"
Xiaoyou almost cried. Although she was a ghost, this was the first time she encountered such an unreasonable thing.
Wu Dazhi frowned and glanced at the body of water again, and finally sighed. He couldn't figure out the reason why the middle-aged man turned into a puddle of water in an instant. Maybe the man had died long ago.
It was just that he had always had a spiritual belief to support his survival, so there was no intoxication.
Now the appearance of Wu Dazhi and others has broken the middle-aged man's spiritual belief in living, so he has changed.
"Xiaoyou, go downstairs and wait for me in the car. I'll come after I take care of these buried children!" Wu Dazhi calmed down and said quickly.
Xiaoyou had been waiting for Wu Dazhi to say that he could leave, so she nodded, turned around and ran out the door.
Wu Dazhi walked towards the group of buried children. At this time, they had also lost their initial vitality. None of them made the slightest sound, making it look like they were just the most ordinary paper dolls.
Wu Dazhi collected the buried boys one by one, but when he walked towards the last one, the buried boy suddenly spoke:
"Do you think this game is good? Don't you want to know how that person died? You looked so scary just now! Even scarier than Lao Lu!"
Wu Dazhi was shocked, and his men hesitated slightly. In fact, at the beginning, he was not sure whether someone had controlled his consciousness and then killed the middle-aged man.
"Stop talking nonsense, do you think you can disturb me with these useless words and let me let you go?" Wu Dazhi said angrily. His men moved a little faster. He didn't dare to think carefully about what Burian Tong said.
, he is afraid that some truth will be revealed that he is unwilling to accept.
"Actually, you know it in your heart, why don't you want to admit it?" The funeral boy continued: "But I will die soon, and it is really a pity that I can't continue watching such an interesting game, but I bet that this game
, it must be Lao Lu Ying..."
The voice of Zhantong gradually became smaller and smaller until it finally disappeared. Wu Dazhi watched coldly as the flames that continued to burn in the brazier devoured the body of Zhantong. Everything should be over. These creatures that did not belong to this world finally returned.
Where they should go.
Although... Wu Dazhi couldn't help but think of Wang Jing...
The flame in the brazier finally extinguished, and Wu Dazhi turned around and left. It would probably take a long time before anyone would notice that someone was missing from this room, or maybe no one would ever find out that a person had died here, like this person who lives at the bottom of society.
, not many people cared about it in the first place.
Wu Dazhi closed the rusty iron door. At the same time, a pale girl's voice sounded in the room:
Buried children always appear in pairs of a man and a woman... What you burn is just one... one...