half the day struggling with a small knife to cut open the outer packaging and make a slit in the paper box.When Wu Xie was taking things out of his autumn box, Wu Ling pulled open a bag of yellow bu..."Raised up That shouldn't be the case." Wu Sansheng frowned, pondering over it.
"This thing, if you go by common sense, is just a walking corpse."
“To keep it alive, you have to feed it a certain amount of human flesh every so often. This keeps its body nourished by yin energy, otherwise, it will easily decay and turn into a puddle of rotting flesh.”
When he got to this point, Wu San Province's eyes flashed, and a guess formed in his mind: "Unless..."
"Unless someone has been feeding it with human flesh," Wu chimed in.
"Besides, the banshees Xiao Ling and I encountered were a little strange. They weren't like the banshees I had met before, so unconscious."
These banshees seem to be conscious, and there seems to be some kind of ruling class among them, like they are being...
Having said that, Wu Xie paused slightly, recalling the time he and Wu Ling had walked in the corridor before.
He burned the witches with fire and threw bombs.
He clearly threw the gunpowder into the hole in the ceiling, but those nunnery sisters all rushed forward and protected that hole.
This feeling is like a concubine defending her king.
Wu's brow furrowed slightly as she searched her vocabulary in her mind.
However, just as he opened his mouth, a cold voice rang out before him: "Confinement."
Wu Xi tilted her head up when she heard the sound, but came face to face with a pair of eyes as calm and ordinary as water.
Zhang Qiling sat by the car window, his eyebrows and eyes cold, with some messy strands of hair falling onto his forehead, revealing a look that seemed as aloof as a fairy.
Not only his expression, but also his appearance resembled a celestial being in the sky. He was pure and flawless, lofty and unattainable.
With sword-like eyebrows, star-shaped eyes, a straight nose bridge, and thin lips slightly pursed, the only thing about this face was its coldness, making people hesitant to approach.
At this time, the man who was originally as divine as a god, cast his gaze slightly upon Wu Xie.
This time, the emotion in the deity's eyes, as clear as water, was somewhat gentle, as if tinged with a touch of fireworks.
Wu Xie didn't know how long Zhang Qiling had been looking at him, he only knew that the moment he turned his head, he met his plain gaze.
They looked at each other, and though they said nothing, they both understood each other's thoughts.
Wu's eyes slanted, a faint smile playing on her lips. She pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses with one hand and nodded, saying:
"The little brother is right, their behavior is as if they were specially trained. They must have been kept in that basement before, guarding something."
When two people are talking face-to-face, perhaps they haven't noticed.
One pair of eyes, just like Yi Duozi's, glistened with intelligence, watching them with a hint of mischievous glee.
Wu Ling's fingers pinched a corner of her clothes, she peeked at the two people, and couldn't help but say "Wow~" in her heart.
His eyes sparkled, brimming with juicy gossip. His mind was secretly buzzing with:
"Who understands, you guys This feeling, this look, shhh~ the sexual tension is off the charts!"
Although Wu Ling was a little excited now, he didn't ignore the meaning behind his older brother's words.
According to Wu Xie's words, those forbidden wives and sick people were artificially 'raised'.
Moreover, just now my uncle also said that those people grow up eating human flesh.
And if a person does not eat human flesh for a long time, that person will soon turn into rotting flesh.
Wu Ling discovered that the person she fought before showed no signs of weakness at all.
That big ingrown toenail was so hard, it was almost harder than his life. When you poked it, a big hole would appear.
This indicates that it is very likely that someone has fed the person recently.
It could have been three days ago, or maybe a week ago. It's even possible it was the day before they arrived here.
Wu Ling thought of this, her eyes flashed, and she silently squeezed the corner of her clothes in her hand. She couldn't help but feel a pang of emotion:
"Sure enough, the adult world is so filthy, full of traps and tactics everywhere. Not a single one of these 'underground workers' is a simple person, they play tactics every day, when will they ever be straightforward"
Actually, it's no wonder Wu Ling complains. Their current situation is just like a cat chasing a mouse.
They are cats, "it" is a mouse.
However, the size of this mouse and cat is a bit disproportionate at this time.
A mouse is a cunning adult rat, while a cat is just a newborn kitten.
If we really start fighting, who knows who would end up dead.
Wu Ling let out a sigh of distress, feeling as if she had fallen into a deep abyss.
However, this feeling doesn't seem too bad either, it's quite challenging.
Wu Ling narrowed her eyes and rubbed her index finger, lost in thought.
However, just as he was deep in thought.
Unbeknownst to him, he had witnessed everything from the moment Wu Xie and Zhang Qiling exchanged glances—that look of apprehension on his face like a puppy's—to his final expression of furrowed brows and troubled contemplation. All these subtle changes were observed by one person in particular.
Hei Xazi pushed his sunglasses up his face, leaning back with one leg crossed over the other in a languid pose.
His eyes, obscured by sunglasses, fell on someone's face through the rearview mirror in front of him.
A flash of amusement and contemplation quickly crossed his eyes.
Wu Ling's dog was looking at Wu Xie and Zhang Qiling timidly. The black bear, however, was calmly watching him.
In a real-life rendition of the scene where "you stand on the bridge looking at the scenery, while the person enjoying the scenery is upstairs looking down at you".
When Wu Sanshen, who was standing by the side, heard the word 'domestication', his eyes darkened, as if he had thought of something. His expression became unnatural for a moment.
Though his expressions and movements were subtle, Wu Xie, who had been constantly observing him from the corner of her eye, noticed them.
His eyes flashed, and he asked, "Third Uncle, do you know something"
Wu Xie's words immediately shifted everyone's attention to Wu San Province.
Wu Ling even poked her little head out to look at Wu San Province, the soft hairs on her little head all flopping towards him.
He was practically wearing "Curious" on his forehead.
Wu Sanshen : ......
He looked at his older nephew's doubtful expression, then at his younger nephew's wide, curious eyes. He suddenly felt a pang of anxiety.
Damn it, these two little bastards are going to be after him for the rest of their lives.
With his Third Master's prestige on the street, who would dare question him like this in front of him
It's just these two punks, who can be so unrestrained and speak without restraint.
When Wu San Sheng thought of this, he clicked his tongue.
He fidgeted with his head, meeting Wu Xia's gaze, his lips slightly parted.
However, just as he was about to laugh it off and change the subject, a small head suddenly appeared in front of him.
Wu Ling tilted her small head, her big eyes sparkling with cleverness.
He held it halfway, like holding a microphone, blew into his own fist with his mouth, and said in a serious tone:
"Hello, everyone, this is Wu's Daily News. This time, please follow reporter Xiao Wu to explore the unspeakable secrets."nion! I'm all yours!"Wu Xie's mouth twitched with a suppressed chuckle. "Little narcissist."Wu Ling snorted a few times through her nose and proudly mumbled,"If you're narcissistic, then so be it. We...