Ten Days End

The "ant" tried to reach out his hand again, but Qi Xia pushed his hand aside again.

This strange action also made the creature in front of him understand the current situation.

He knew that there was a person in front of him, and this person was neither afraid of him nor running away.

Qi Xia looked up and looked into the distance. At this time, more and more "ants" began to converge here.

But their state was no different from what he remembered. They just lay far away and did not dare to approach at all.

At this time, the "ant" in front of him finally changed his expression. He exhaled and then stretched out his hand again.

But this time he did not stretch out his palm, but stretched out a finger.

Qi Xia thought about the other party's intention, so he also stretched out his hand and touched the cold finger.

The "ant" took a breath of cold air at the moment his hands touched it. He wanted to shrink back but was thinking about something, revealing an extremely weird expression.

Qi Xia knew for the first time that after a person loses all his facial features, the expression on his face will be infinitely magnified.

The next second, the "ant" turned his hand and instantly grabbed Qi Xia's wrist, and his body jumped up from the ground and squatted on the windowsill.

Qi Xia clearly felt a rotten and foul smell coming towards him, but he did not retreat.

He wanted to know what the "ant" in front of him wanted to do.

The "ant" held Qi Xia's wrist with one hand, turned his palm over, and then stretched out the fingers of the other hand and gently rubbed his palm a few times.

After a few seconds, Qi Xia realized that the other party wanted to write in the center of his palm.

But his hands were twisted backwards and healed again, and his control over his fingers became obviously poor, and the words he wrote were also difficult to understand.

After he finished writing, he found that Qi Xia had no reaction, so he could only lower his head, lift Qi Xia's palm in front of his eyes, and carefully control his fingers to write again.

This time Qi Xia seemed to feel it.

It was the word "who".

Qi Xia knew that the other party was probably asking about his identity, but thinking about it carefully, this was too absurd.

Could it be that these "ants" could only rely on this method to find a specific person?

Thinking of this, Qi Xia could only take the other party's palm and write two words on the cracked skin.

"Qi Xia".

He felt as if he was writing words on dry bark with his fingertips, and he couldn't tell whether the other party could know what he wrote.

The "ant" waited for Qi Xia to finish writing in the dark night, and his palm trembled slightly.

His dry mouth opened wide and kept exhaling.

Before Qi Xia could say anything else, he grabbed his hand again, this time with much more force than before.

He stretched out his fingers and wrote a word very hard on Qi Xia's palm.

The word was written crookedly, but Qi Xia still guessed the content based on the structure.

"Escape"!

"What...?" Qi Xia narrowed his eyes, raised his palm and looked at the word "escape" that didn't exist at all, and felt puzzled.

First, he didn't understand the other party's identity and position, he only knew that the other party was an "ant", second, he was not sure whether the other party was completely sober, and third, he had nowhere to "escape" at all.

So where does this word "escape" want him to "escape" to?

Qi Xia looked at the "ant" in front of him with an extremely exaggerated expression, and felt that it would take some effort to communicate with him.

So he took the other party's hand and wrote a question mark seriously.

After seeing the question mark, the other party's expression became turbulent again. He kept dancing and making unclear sounds.

He should want to speak very much, but he couldn't say anything.

The noise also woke up Chen Junnan and Qiao Jiajin in the house.

The two opened their eyes in a daze, but suddenly found that Qi Xia was holding hands with a monster in front of the window. The scene was a bit too horrifying.

"Damn it!" Qiao Jiajin shouted and turned over, picking up a chair beside him.

"Fuck!" Chen Junnan stumbled from the table, but he immediately steadied himself and looked around for a weapon. Unfortunately, there were only tables and benches here, so he could only move a table.

Qi Xia did not turn around, but just when the two were about to move forward, he stretched out his hand and stopped them.

Chen Junnan and Qiao Jiajin were stunned for a long time, not knowing what Qi Xia meant.

"Old Qi... If you want to be kidnapped by this bug, just blink." Chen Junnan said.

Qi Xia did not answer, nor did he turn around, but after stabilizing the two, he waved at them.

The two looked at each other and put down the table and chair in their hands., walked towards Qi Xia cautiously.

After getting closer, they found that the situation was even weirder than before.

The "ant" squatted on the windowsill, holding Qi Xia's palm as if it had a treasure, and was drawing something on his palm with his fingertips.

"Yo..." Although Chen Junnan felt that the situation in front of him was difficult to understand, he still spoke with a stiff upper lip, "Old Qi, you are not sleeping in the middle of the night... looking for a master to read your palm?"

"Meh...?" Qiao Jiajin scratched his head after hearing this, "Is there still a door-to-door fortune teller in this place...?"

"Come and see." Qi Xia said.

After hearing this, the two leaned forward and looked at this strange "ant".

His expression was both panic and surprise, and he was writing a word back and forth on Qi Xia's palm.

Qiao Jiajin kept moving forward. He felt that the words written by this person had very few strokes and should be easy to recognize, but he couldn't recognize what the word was after looking at it for a long time.

"What is written here..."

After listening to this, Chen Junnan turned his head and looked at Qiao Jiajin: "Are you stupid? Don't you know this word?"

"I really don't know it."

When the other party finished writing this simple word again, Qi Xia slowly pulled his hand back, sighed, and said softly: "It's "dragon". "

"Ah?" Qiao Jiajin felt that he seemed to have heard it wrong, "Is this how "dragon" is written?"

He stretched out his hand and waved it in the air, trying to tell the two that the word "dragon" has many more strokes.

"Brother, we use simplified characters." Chen Junnan patted his shoulder.

"Uh..." Qiao Jiajin's outstretched hand froze in the air, a little embarrassed.

Qi Xia ignored the two people who were arguing, just looking at the "ant" in front of him.

The first word is "escape", and the second word is "dragon". Is this clear or not?

I don't know if the other party has completely lost control of his body, or if he thinks writing these two words is enough.

Qi Xia once again raised his palm, hoping that the other party could convey something more, but after writing over and over again, there were only these two words.

"Do you want me to... "escape" from the "dragon"? "