One Hundred Ways to Capture the Male Lead's Treasure

With a hot face and a cold butt, Baili Yu did not ask any more questions or speak, and led Rong Xi on the road in silence.It was too dark on the mountain just now that the cloud covered the moon, but now that the cloud has dispersed, the light of the full moon is very clear, and it is no longer so strenuous to find the way.

Bailiyu was familiar with the mountains, and soon brought Rong Xi to a col.

The valley is covered with green kudzu, and the palm-sized leaves are densely packed in layers, covering everything in the valley.Bailiyu walked over to push the green geese away, and jumped down lightly.

Rong Xi raised his eyebrows and jumped down the col as well.

After jumping off, I realized that there is still half a person's height space under the green kudzu. Those kudzu vines are coiled around the trees and pulling each other. They are all floating in the air, blocked by dense leaves. space.

When Rong Xi came down, Bailiyu closed the green leaves that had been separated when the two had just come down, so that no one could see the slightest difference.

When the hole is closed, the moonlight is completely blocked above, and there is no light at all.

Now Rong Xi is no doubt like ordinary people, groping forward like a blind man.

It has been a long time since I have experienced pure darkness like ordinary people. This feeling of bewilderment reminded Rong Xi of the scene when he first transmigrated into this world 300 years ago.

It was also night when I first passed through, and I couldn't see my fingers, and the surroundings were horribly gloomy.

Yes, Rong Xi is not from this world.

A long, long time ago, he was just a modern office worker, not long after graduation, full of vigor, and wanted to make a splash in the society, and then he was suddenly diagnosed with terminal cancer, and finally died after struggling for a year.

After his death, he inexplicably traveled to a novel called "The Waves", becoming a cannon fodder without even a name.He has never read this novel, and the electronic assistant helped remind him of the main characters when he first time traveled, but he has traveled to this world for 300 years, and he has never met the characters that the assistant reminded him of.

The assistant left after being informed, leaving him to fend for himself in a strange world.At that time, he transmigrated into a child, who was captured by the people in the demon way to be a drug boy. Who would have thought that he had good aptitude, withstood the suffering, not only did not die, but also gained a good cultivation base, and was appreciated by the elders of the demon sect , and then practice step by step, and eventually become a great power.

Since he has cultivated, he is no longer afraid of the dark, because he can use spiritual power to distribute on his eyes, and he can see everything around him clearly even in the dark, unlike now, the boundless darkness made him panic.

"It's here." Baili Yu said, causing Rong Xi's anxious heart to calm down suddenly.

Yes, now there are people beside me.

He fumbled in the direction of the sound, and accidentally touched a hand, the warm hand grabbed his wrist and gently pulled him forward.

Rong Xi withdrew his hand as if bitten by a snake, and said coldly, "Why are you making such a fuss?"

This body is very fragile, if one is not careful, even the hands will be torn off.

Bailiyu in the dark: "...I just want to help you."

This one is not only grumpy, but also seems a little sensitive.

"No need." Rong Xi said.

"Okay, follow closely, we're here." Bailiyu said, his figure swayed in the darkness, and walked forward.

There seemed to be a cave there.

Rong Xi followed him in without saying a word. It was very dry inside. Rong Xi probed with his feet and found that the ground was actually covered with hay.

"I used to come to the mountains to play, and when it rained, I hid in this cave to sleep. After a lot of times, I prepared some hay and firewood and put them inside." Bailiyu's voice was slightly low, "The big cows and big heads in the village They all know this place…”

Rong Xi remembered that he said before that the village was destroyed and he was the only one who escaped, and understood the grief in his words.

He groped and sat on the hay, and his conscience rarely consoled him: "My condolences will change."

Having stayed in this world for more than 300 years, especially growing up in the evil way of the jungle, Rong Xi has become extremely cruel, and has long put away the modern style of mercy.

Bailiyu smiled in the dark, Rong Xi couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, so he should probably be relieved.

After sitting there for a while, Rong Xi gradually felt his body getting colder and colder.

After all, it wasn't his own body, and it was still a corpse that had lost its breath, relying on spiritual power to move every moment.Rong Xi's soul is already fragile, and he has to allocate energy to maintain this physical body, which is a particularly heavy burden.

He subconsciously hugged his arms tightly, trying to stop the loss of temperature through this action, but he soon found out that it was futile.

"Are you cold?"

Baili Yu's voice sounded in the darkness, Rong Xi didn't know how he found out about his situation, and didn't bother to pursue it.

Sparse voices sounded again in the darkness. It should be Bailiyu standing up and moving.

"What are you going to do?" Rong Xi asked warily.

He is too weak now, and any sign of trouble will make him tense and alert.

"I remember leaving firewood here... and flint."

Accompanied by his words, there were sparse sounds of touching dry grass and stones. After a while, there was a slight "wow" sound in the darkness, and an orange flame ignited.

"Light it up? Aren't you afraid that the killer will come after you?" Rong Xi said.

"Don't worry, the vines outside are so thick that our light in the cave can't get out." Bailiyu comforted softly, and put the tiny flame into the dry grass next to him.

call--

The dry grass was burning, and the red-hot light illuminated the entire cave, and also dispelled the clammy chill in the cave.

Being roasted by the fire, Rong Xi felt his body warmed a lot, his arms subconsciously loosened a little, and he no longer hugged himself so tightly.

The flames jumped, Rong Xi raised his head and looked at Bailiyu who was opposite, this time he finally saw his face clearly.

His face was covered with dirty mud, which was probably stained when he struggled on the cliff just now. His eyes were very beautifully shaped, the pupils were pitch black, and there were some beautiful rings on closer inspection.The bridge of the nose is particularly high, and the firelight shines from his lower right, casting a deep nose shadow on the left half of his face.

As if realizing that Rong Xi was staring at him, Bailiyu poked a branch into the fire, raised his head and smiled at Rong Xi.

It was a subconscious and polite smile, the corners of the two mouths were slightly raised, and the eyes seemed to be dotted with sparks, bright sunshine.

Afterwards, he said in surprise, "Brother Wang? Is it you?"

Brother Wang?

Rong Xi realized that the other party might know the current corpse, and was a little nervous.

He didn't know how much Bailiyu knew about this corpse. If he was an acquaintance, he might have exposed his faults through a series of actions. Would the other party suspect it?

No, probably not.

The sentence just now was: "Brother Wang? Is it you?"

Neither the address nor the tone of voice seemed to be addressed to an acquaintance, as if they had met once or twice...

Even if it is found to be wrong, so what, although the deity is down and out, there is no need to be afraid of this kind of impotent brat.

After thinking for a moment, Rong Xi hummed.

Bailiyu said: "You left the village two days ago, why are you still on the mountain? Where's your junior brother?"

Junior Brother?

Rong Xi caught another key word, thought for a moment in his mind, and said, "He's gone."

"So that's how it is." Bailiyu nodded, thinking of something, with a bitter smile on his lips, "You should follow along, otherwise you won't encounter what happened tonight."

Rong Xi didn't want to answer his words, because he was afraid of exposing himself too much, so he changed the subject and said, "What happened in the village? Who was chasing you? How did you escape?"

Bailiyu's smile faded, and the orange fire flickered, casting deep and shallow shadows on his face.

After a while, he spoke slowly.

"...Tonight, a few monks suddenly rushed into the village, saying they were looking for the Holy Spirit. The people in the village replied that there was no such thing, and they started killing them. They must find the Holy Spirit. My mother gave me a wooden puppet. , let me take it away. Halfway I put down the wooden puppet, and the people who chased me thought it was me and chased after me, so I fled to the mountain...you know what happened later..."

Bailiyu's voice dropped, and the cave was filled with sadness.

Rong Xi said dryly, "My condolences go with the flow."

Bailiyu seemed to think of the sad place, his eyes gradually turned red, and then he quickly wiped away the tears on his face with his tattered sleeve, but for some reason, more and more tears were wiped away.

He raised his head so that Rong Xi could not see his tears, and complained while wiping, "Sand fell into my eyes... Cough... this broken cave, sand and stones are flying around after I haven't been here for a few days, making my eyes hurt... ..."

Young people's stubbornness to endure grief is always easy to move people's hearts. Rong Xi's tough and guarded heart is rarely softened. He originally wanted to say something nice, but he is really not good at comforting others, so he can only say stiffly: "I must be tired today. You go to sleep first."

Bailiyu finally wiped away his tears and smiled, "I thought I was going to die, but I met Brother Wang..."

"Go to sleep." Rong Xi interrupted him, "You stay by my side tonight, and I will keep you safe, and we'll talk about it later."

He didn't bother to listen to words of gratitude, he was not a Bodhisattva, he saved Bailiyu to save himself.

"Brother Wang..."

"Call me senior." Rong Xi raised his eyebrows, "Don't look at me like this, I'm much older than you."

A small mortal, dare to call him a brother?snort.

After getting along for a short time, Baili Yu seemed to have understood Rong Xi's temper, and immediately changed his words: "Senior."

Rong Xi closed his eyes.

Bailiyu obediently put another bundle of dry firewood into the fire, then lay down and closed his eyes.

Rong Xi nodded secretly in his heart, if this child can survive, he will definitely do something in the future.To be able to escape from the hands of monks, to be rescued by oneself, not to panic when encountering great changes, to endure what should be endured, and to judge the situation, already has qualities that many people do not have.

Depends on qualifications.

...Wait, why am I even thinking about this?

What does his character and qualifications matter to me?

snort!

I am the dignified Demon Lord of Donglin. I have been betrayed twice, and this time I was almost killed by Bi Lie. I will never show mercy to anyone again!

Rong Xi put away his divergent thoughts, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and meditated, he needed spiritual power to maintain his soul and body.

The firewood gradually burned out, and there was less firewood in the cave, and the flame gradually weakened, and the last gleam of fire disappeared.