Chapter 128
This is just a cover.
so……
In addition to Wenshi, there is also such a person in this cage——
He can control Dadong from a distance like a puppet, making Dadong throw out the puppet string without even realizing it. His puppet has the shadow of a golden-winged roc. It is not an imaginary depiction based on rumors, but a real golden-winged roc. Even when he hears it, he feels familiar.
What he knows and understands is probably better than anyone here. Therefore, he will not be anxious or panicked, and he will rarely be surprised or surprised.
He doesn't like to be in the crowd. He always stands far away from the crowd, listening and watching. He would only say a few words at critical moments, or even offer some help, but he would never leave any precise traces, and even when he heard something, he couldn't catch anything.
From the past to the present, I only know one person who can do this, and I only know one person——
Dust can't be found.
This man should be called Master. But whether it was in sporadic memories or limited dreams, he seemed to have never called the other party master.
It's never dusty.
So when he thought of these three words, an indescribable emotion suddenly arose, which was far more powerful than he thought.
Just like the first time he touched Xie Wen's body full of karma, the surroundings instantly became empty, like the long silence at the top of Songyun Mountain in the middle of the night.
He felt an unreasonable sadness in the silence.
He finally understood why Xie Wen sometimes spoke with a specious tone. Those tones often struck him as subtle and strange.
Now that I think about it, I'm afraid it was an unintentional habit and oversight.
We are old acquaintances in the world of mortals, but we don’t know when we meet again.
Because one has forgotten and the other is not going to say it.
…
But why didn't you say it?
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Xia Qiao and Zhou Xu were arguing about the vague smell. One of them smelled the floor in the corner but couldn't find the source, and the other couldn't smell it.
Not only Zhou Xu, but also Dadong and Sun Siqi shook their heads. This made Xia Qiao a little anxious, fearing that it was related to his brother's spirit, but he missed it due to negligence.
It's not convenient to talk to others about this matter. I can only talk about it when I hear it. Xia Qiao searched all over to no avail, so he hurried back and found Wenshi standing there silently, not knowing what he was thinking.
He is very tall, and even with his head lowered, he feels upright and aloof.
Xia Qiao felt inexplicably afraid of disturbing him. He hesitated for a moment before approaching hesitantly, and saw his brother turning his head and looking behind him.
Xia Qiao had a candle lamp in his hand. When he turned his head when he heard it, the light flashed across his eyes. At that moment, his eyes turned red.
Xia Qiao was shocked and didn't dare to express his anger. Just follow his gaze and look out.
At the other end of the corridor, Xie Wen stood there in the distance. Next to him were Shen Manyi and Mr. Li, who had already woken up. They were covered in black mist and tangled tissue.
Across the corridor and the fog, no one could see anyone's face clearly.
Xia Qiao looked away without knowing why, only to see his brother's eyes, half-shadowed and half-illuminated under the candle light. The redness at that moment seemed to be just a matter of angle, or just his illusion.
The dim light illuminated half of Wen Shi's profile, showing that his lip color was very light, but his outline was very deep, and his Adam's apple and neckline were very prominent. He had the kind of cold and sharp good looks that made people afraid to get close to him.
Xia Qiao shrank and stood there in a daze. After waiting for a long time, he turned around when he saw Wen Shi.
He frowned lightly, looking at a certain void with his eyes half lowered, pinching the knuckles with his fingers, and then tightened the puppet thread wrapped around the roots of his fingers.
"Brother, are you... okay?" Xia Qiao asked softly.
When he heard it, his eyelids lifted slightly, as if he had just regained consciousness. He muttered a vague "hmm" and was still arranging his strings. His voice was low and deep, a bit hoarse for some reason.
Xia Qiao: "Did you hear what I just said?"
"No."
He admitted too rashly. Xia Qiao choked and immediately repeated: "It's that smell, can you smell it now? I always feel that the smell is here, and I can smell it wherever I go, but it's Can’t find the source.”
"On the owner of the cage." He still didn't raise his eyes when he heard it.
"Cage Master?" Xia Qiao was so shocked that he was covered in white hair and sweat. If the smell is on the cage owner and lingers around, doesn't it mean... the cage owner is next to them?
But this place has the same structure as the one upstairs. The corridor relies on glass mirrors on both sides to widen the field of view, but it is not actually spacious.
There were only a few of them here, and the two decorative cabinets were opened by Xia Qiao. There was no other place to hide people. So where is the cage master?
He still wanted to ask Wenshi, but he always felt that his brother was not in the right state right now.
So he didn't dare to say anything, and just asked Zhou Xu quietly: "Did you see anything when you were chased by the fire?"
"No." Zhou Xu thought about it, "I was woken up by the nanny, and found that you were not there, and I was the only one on the bed. Then Dadong and the others rushed over and told me to get out quickly. As soon as I went out, I saw The fire rolled over from the stairs, and then we started running wildly. When we turned around, we tripped over a black thing. I don't know if it was a dead branch or--"
Halfway through his words, Zhou Xu suddenly got stuck.
He and Xia Qiao looked at each other, their faces turning pale at the same time - where did the dead branches come from in the beautiful corridor? ? ?