Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 408 Xiao Wang

Xiaolan followed Baomu. Baomu took two steps. When he turned his head and found that there was only one Xiaolan behind him, he first showed a panic expression, then after thinking for a few seconds, his face calmed down, turned his head, and then walked forward. .

   Xiaolan looked at herself, then turned her head to look.

   "What's wrong? Brother Baomu, what do you see?"

"It's okay," Baomu waved his hands, and the two of them hid in a tree to confirm their position, "I was shocked when I saw that there were no adults behind, and then I thought about it, there is nothing wrong with your ability to protect me. Yes, rest assured."

   "...oh, that's how it is."

The night was dense, and the shadows of the other groups were no longer visible. Xiaolan and Baomu couldn’t wait to crawl forward. After carefully bypassing a few trees, Baomu squatted down, his **** eyes let out a vigilant look. Light.

   "There is a sound, they are nearby."

  Xiaolan lay on Baomu's back and squinted at the direction he was pointing.

  About a hundred meters away, there was a small open space in the middle of the bushes. Two vague figures were moving in the open space. Baomu should have heard their movements, but Xiaolan couldn't do it.

  "There is still a long way to go. I can't see clearly here. We have to go forward."

   "Huh? Still going forward?"

   "Don't be afraid, Brother Baomu," Xiaolan patted him on the back, "I will protect you."

  Under Xiaolan's encouragement, Baomu advanced ten meters with difficulty. As he still couldn't see the movements of the two, Xiaolan dragged Baomu forward for more than fifty meters.

heard it.

  The sound of digging and raising soil.

  The big bag was placed at the feet of Zhao Baihuan and Zhao Qianle. The two shoveled and dug pits skillfully. They didn't say a word. Only the rustling of a shovel and the soil could be heard in the huge open space.

   Xiaolan looked around again, but didn't see the other companions. Could it be that only the two of them found it?

  "What are we going to do?" Xiaolan crouched on the ground, looking around, and then at the growing pit.

   Baomu thought for a while, "Before they find it, hide."

   "Hey," Xiaolan arched Baomu, "Can they still kill us?"

   "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

  "Is it them?" Xiaolan looked around.

  Baomu pressed Xiaolan’s head down, "It's not them, it's a strange smell, you lower it..."

  A few small tunes floated far away, accompanied by the drunken mutter, slowly, the sound of leather shoes stepping on the fallen leaves approached the clearing position.

  Zhao Baihuan and Zhao Qianle also heard it. Zhao Baihuan calmly directed his younger brother to hide behind the bushes next to him. He kicked the bag into the pit, and then quickly got into the bushes.

  The drunk man appeared at the other end of the clearing while snorting.

  He unfastened his belt and peeed in front of everyone he didn't know.

   "Uh..." Baomu stared at the scene awkwardly.

   "What's the matter?" Xiaolan struggled to look up.

   "Wait, Xiaolan," Baomu pressed her head down again, "wait until he finishes peeing."

"Pee……"

"Correct."

  The pee of the drunkard was still very long. Finally, he put on his pants and belched a few more times. The smell of alcohol in his mouth seemed to fill Baomu's nose directly, and he also retched a few times.

  After pissing, it's time to go.

   Baomu held his nose and looked at the man, but his brows gradually wrinkled.

   "What's the matter?" Xiaolan tilted her head and noticed Baomu's strange expression.

   "Oh, look, Xiaolan," Baomu let go of his hand, "What is he doing?"

  Instead of leaving, the drunk stared at the ground intently.

   "He is looking at something."

   Xiaolandi always felt that the bag in the pit was discovered by him, but he glanced at the drunkard’s eyes, but realized that it was not. The pit was some distance to his left, and he probably hadn’t seen it yet.

  The drunk man wiped his face, then rubbed his eyes.

  In front of him is just a plain empty space.

  At least in Xiaolan's view.

   "There is something on the ground." Baomu didn't think so.

  "What? I can't see clearly..." Xiaolan listened to this, and narrowed his eyes to look hard.

   "There is a round object," Baomu widened his eyes, "He bent over! He went to pick it up!..."

   Xiaolan can see clearly at this point.

  The drunk man squatted down tremblingly, and grabbed something from the ground.

  "Xiao Wang?" The drunkard's voice was crying.

  Xiao Wang?

  Xiaolan and Baomu looked at each other.

   "Xiao Wang! Xiao Wang!" The drunk man's hands shook, and a faint bell rang into their ears, "Wow Wang, is that you? Dad has been looking for you for a long time!..."

  "It's a bell." Baomu said in Xiaolan's ear.

  The drunk man knelt on his knees and screamed for a long time while holding the bell. Suddenly, he seemed to realize something and looked down at the clearing where he had just picked up the bell.

  He rushed over, yelled, and dug up with both hands.

  The ground has just rained, and the soil is soft.

  Not long after, the drunk screamed, shaking and holding out something from the soil.

  Looking from a distance, it is dark soil, and white Sensen...

   "Gosh, that's his puppy," Baomu murmured, "Xiao Wang is his puppy."

  Xiaolan half leaned on Baomu's back, her nose suddenly a little bit sore.

   "Xiao Wang! My Xiao Wang!" The drunk picked up the bones of the puppy and looked like she was falling down in pain, "Who...who killed my Xiao Wang! Xiao Wang!..."

  He cried, turned his head, but suddenly focused on the bush where the two brothers Zhao Baihuan were hiding.

   "Who?! Who is there?!"

   was discovered.

  Although it wasn't by themselves that they were discovered, Xiaolan and Baomu's hearts still shook.

   "You killed Xiao Wang, didn't you?" The drunk gritted his teeth and rushed towards the bushes, "I want to kill you! You killed Xiao Wang..."

   "Brother, this is a misunderstanding," behind the bushes, a figure stood up screaming, "Big brother, I don't know what Xiao Wang, I just came here in the middle of the night, seeing you here, I was scared to hide."

   Xiaolan looked intently at this dress, it was Zhao Qianle who stood up.

   Where is Zhao Baihuan?

   is not behind the bushes, then he...

  The answer came soon.

  Zhao Baihuan suddenly appeared in the bushes behind the drunkard. He stood up, tiptoed, and approached the drunk step by step.

  In his hand, he also clenched a fist-sized rock.

   "Is he crazy?" Baomu almost stood up, "It's not enough to kill people's puppies, but..."

  Zhao Baihuan raised his hand, then put it down again.

"You must have seen my Xiao Wang," the drunkard accepted Zhao Qianle's lame excuse and cried, "Xiao Wang...Xiao Wang is my best friend. It has been with me for so many years, my Xiao Wang... …"

  Zhao Baihuan stopped, and finally lost the stone in his hand.

   "Sorry, brother," he said, "We...we actually met Xiao Wang."

  (End of this chapter)