The Heartless Mage Chapter 109: Sucking

After listening to Master Ma's words, Saiwei understood everything in his heart. The Japanese, including Ma Yinghao, do not believe that Master Ma knows nothing about the curse, so they will bring him and his closest children to Saibei. The matter is coming, and if you don't believe that Master Ma will not tell the truth.

But Saiwei thought about it himself, and felt that his father really seemed to have no reservations. The ancestors of the Ma family have neither produced magic sticks nor saints. It is not realistic to expect grandpa to be omniscient and omnipotent.

The group returned to the entrance of the bunker, and Jin Zijun brought cooking utensils and food up from the cave. Xiaoqiao Hui did not say a word, and started cooking again skillfully. Everyone drank some boiled snow water. While waiting for the meal to be cooked, Saiwei suddenly said, "Wuxin, you accompany me and Shengyi."

Where to go and what to do, she didn't say anything. Shengyi was startled, then put down the lunch box and stood up. Mindlessness is complete silence. The three of them walked to a nearby hill, looking for a place to relieve themselves, so the rest of the people stopped paying attention and continued to drink hot water on their own.

Behind an old tree, Saiwei whispered what Master Ma had just said. After saying that, he ordered Wuxin to turn his back, and Zhengzhen and Shengyi urinated on both sides of the old tree. Wuxin looked at the people on the mountainside and said, "It's probably not easy to escape during the day. The bunker is too dark at night, and once there is light, it will be disturbing, and it's not easy to walk. Don't worry about it today, I'll go out after dark. Find a way. There's never just one entrance to a bunker, and once a new way is found, we'll look for an opportunity to escape."

Savi crouched diagonally behind the old tree, looking up at the back of his head. The wind on the mountain was dry and cold, and all the dead grass and withered poplars could be seen everywhere. In contrast, his snow-white skin and jet-black hair looked exceptionally fresh. However, it was not nourished by the sun and rain, but after a long absence. Day, fresh and tender in the dark.

She quickly raised her trousers and stood up, while awkwardly pulling up her leather jacket and tying her belt, she thought to herself, "His hair is still not growing."

Another question arose immediately: "Why haven't I seen him cut his nails?"

Savi stepped forward, took his hand and looked at him, suspecting that he was hiding a very unhygienic lifestyle. His nails, however, looked neat and orderly, and showed no signs of being gnawed by his teeth.

In the afternoon, Takeo Kagawa personally led the troops to set off, while the rest returned to the bunker to recharge their batteries on the stove. Master Ma could eat and drink, and after he was full, he lay down on the bed like a corpse without saying a word. Ma Junjie sat on the ground leaning against the legs of the bed, and was sleeping in a daze. Ma Yinghao and Koyanagi were sitting next to the stove, talking in Japanese in a low voice, talking and talking, suddenly laughing, and while laughing, they glanced at Wuxin again. Koyanagi noticed his gaze and immediately patted his right leg: "Why do you always look at him?"

Ma Yinghao retracted his eyes, lowered his eyes and smiled: "How interesting he is."

Oyanagi frowned. Out of concern for his good friend, he decided to force him to live with Peihua immediately after returning to Tianjin. Uncomfortably clearing his throat, he changed the subject and said, "Bai Liuli is gone."

When the voice fell, the room suddenly became silent for a moment, and the sound of a bell sounded vaguely in the distance. Ma Yinghao glanced at the half-opened door, and a figure flashed outside the door. He suspected that he saw a small blood-stained shadow.

Then, he found that Wuxin had disappeared in a blink of an eye. Saiwei and Shengyi were not surprised as they cuddled with each other peacefully.

"Shengyi!" He called out, "Where is Wuxin?"

She lazily replied, "I peed."

Inadvertently walking down the main road corridor. The hallway was dark, and it was truly invisible. Xiaojian floated on his shoulder and said softly, "Big brother, I'm a little scared."

Wu Xin closed her eyes and walked quickly: "Do you want me to seal you up?"

Xiaojian thought for a while: "It's okay to seal me, but you have to stick the paper charm to your chest. You said that I was cold, and I was cold to you, and you will not forget to let me out in the future. "

Inadvertently, he took out a small piece of paper and a short pencil tip from his arms. Turning his head to look at Xiaojian, he said solemnly: "Don't worry, I will never forget you."

Then he knelt on the ground, pouted his buttocks and began to draw a talisman. At the same time, he heard Xiaojian exhorting himself: "Don't let Ma Junjie die. If he dies, I won't be able to find a new body."

Wuxin waved his hand sharply, letting the paper talisman pass Xiaojian's throat flat like a knife. Xiaojian's illusion disappeared in an instant, Wuxin stood up, put the paper talisman in his arms, and passed two Japanese soldiers blindly. The soldiers are just illusions. They have already died in the bunker. Because it is not easy to die, their souls will not be scattered, and they will not be reconciled. They stared at Wuxin, but they didn't move.

No intention to move on, knowing why the Japanese ghost cowered. There are more ghosts than people in the bunker, and people can eat people, and ghosts can also eat ghosts. Xiaojian is scared, not to mention the ghosts?

He continued to walk forward, his ears moved without warning, and he heard an extremely subtle rubbing sound, similar to a small snake swimming across hard ground.

Slowly leaned down, he thought the little snake was not far away. He landed on all fours like a beast, and he was about to quietly search for the whereabouts of the little snake, but a dull drum sound suddenly sounded in the air - a "bang", similar to a heartbeat.

After the sound of a drum, the snake's whereabouts disappeared out of thin air. Wuxin raised her head and said angrily, "Bai Liuli, don't make trouble!"

There is no shadow of Bai Liuli on the main road, but I don't know where he let out a breath, and his sighs are everywhere: "I'm here to save you."

Wuxin is still lying on the ground, with a slightly calmer tone: "It's unnecessary. I just want to know what happened just now."

No more responses, Bai Liuli is more like a ghost than a ghost. In Wuxin's eyes, the ghost still has traces; but Bai Liuli is haunted, and the dark cave has become his paradise. Wuxin really can't find him.

Wu Xin walked to the end of the main road and found two tall, locked iron doors. There must be passages behind the iron gates, perhaps leading to other strongholds. The bottom of the mountain here has been hollowed out by the Japanese army, and all the guns of the fortress are on guard against the attack of the Soviet army.

With no choice but to turn around, I set foot on the return journey, taking a few forks along the way. He didn't dare to walk as he walked, because the road to the bunker was very complicated, and if there was no map, he would definitely get lost.

Returning to the command post with nothing, he finds that Takeo Kagawa has not returned. And Jin Zichun took off his big leather jacket and rolled up his sleeves to go to the next grain depot to find some snacks to pass the time. Holding a large lunch box in his hand, he smiled at everyone in the room: "Curry will at least have pine nuts and hazelnuts, and if his teeth are strong enough, there will be some to eat!"

Then he pushed open the door and walked out, one step into the corridor, he suddenly lowered his head and said "Huh?", then bent over to look: "What? Snake?"

Oryanagi heard that there were snakes outside, so he got up to find a handy weapon to fight the snakes. However, before he could pick up Master Ma's cane, the lunch box fell to the ground with a bang, and Jin Zichun's screams sounded at the same time. Through the wide open door, everyone could see clearly, only to see a small black snake more than a foot long rushing up, biting Jin Zichun's wrist. The snake body immediately wrapped around the forearm of the prey, tightening and contracting ring by ring. And Jin Zichun's arm was stiff in the air. It was originally a knot of muscles, but at this moment it quickly withered, as if the flesh and blood had become one, all sucked by the black snake, and the spare layer of skin was attached to the bone.

Koyanagi was stunned, holding a cane and forgetting to step forward. Jin Zichun stared sideways at the black snake on his left arm, staring at the black snake on his left arm, as if he was caught in a nightmare. Seeing his sturdy arm wither from the wrist all the way up, a cold light suddenly flashed at the door, but Xiaoqiao Hui pulled out a long knife and slashed Jin Zijun's entire arm!

The black snake sucked enough flesh and blood, and its body was full and swollen. With a "slap" sound, the arm fell to the ground, and before the second knife fell, it suddenly disappeared into the darkness. The cold air from the blade swept across Jin Zichun's nose, making him regain his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream. His mouth opened in disbelief, and he let out a trembling, miserable scream from his throat. The broken arm was still twitching on the ground, and in an instant, half of his body was soaked with surging blood.

Everyone was dumbfounded, except Kohashi Kei who unhurriedly opened the marching backpack he was carrying and poured painkiller powder on Jin Zijun's wound. Jin Zichun's left shoulder was split in half, and the yellow-white medicinal powder fell on the bright red blood and flesh, and instantly melted and disappeared. The injury was so serious that he couldn't handle it. He lay on his side quietly on the ground, no longer screaming, because the pain was so painful that he lost consciousness.

Wuxin looked at Jin Zichun's tragic state, his heart was horrified, and he suddenly thought of the thin hole under the mummified corpse, and he also understood the origin of the mummified corpse.

The question is, how many black snakes are there on the mountain? If it's just a few, maybe it's nothing to fear; if it's thousands -- no, not thousands, and if it's really many, it's not never mentioned.

Wuxin didn't know the habits of black snakes, so after Kohashi Kei and Koyanagi took Jin Zijun into the room, they went out to clean up the thick pool of blood in front of the door, lest the **** smell would attract more living creatures.

In the command post, Koyanagi stared at Jin Zijun, who was dying. After a while, he said, "Gold is our guide. Without him, we might really spend the winter in the mountains—unless we get out before the first snow!"

Then he turned to Ma Yinghao: "Where is Bai Liuli? Raise troops for a thousand days, and use them for a while. We didn't bring him here to play!"

Ma Yinghao didn't speak, because he didn't know where Bai Liuli was. For Bai Liuli, he can only be sure that the other party will not hurt him, that's all.

Wuxin squatted at the door, wiping the blood with a piece of tissue paper. Wiping, he raised his head.

He saw at the corner of the fork in front of him, a large snake slowly swimming by. The snake's body was as thick as a water tank, and it was smooth and reflected the faint light.

Throwing down the straw paper in his hand, he closed the door of the command post with force, and then strode into the darkness.

He is not the opponent of Black Snake either, he has to find Bai Liuli.