Chapter 136: 136 The very talented Taoist 5

I nodded. People are always like this. They don’t always subconsciously think the unknown dangers.

"In that case, I'll go in even more." I thought for a moment:" In case the Inner Peace Taoist succeeds, it will be a problem."

Wu Jian said: "We directly killed the Inner Peace Taoist. Is it OK?"

"He can't be extinguished.” The long shirt person shook his head. "We can't destroy him if he doesn't get out of the flames.
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I didn't know why the long shirt person said that, but I knew he wouldn't lie to us, so I said again about myself going in.

Wu Jian was still opposed. Perhaps for him, to find seeking-life doll should be his business, and it should be danger to him. He was naturally unwilling to let me take on, but now it was not just a seeking-life doll thing.

Wu Jian had no reason, but he still did not want to: "Sister Hua and others also said just now, this devil is being erased in the human nature. In case it really becomes a monster that only knows to kill, what is the use even if you go in?"

I lift the jade in the hand: "Its human nature has not disappeared."

Wu Jian had no choice. But seeing those people who no longer help him persuade me, he finally nodded, indicating that I must be careful, and if things cannot be done, I directly leave, and anyway, some big guy will help if the sky really fell down.

"No." The Inner Peace Taoist called loudly, and I took back the feet that I had been about to step into the passage, and looked at the golden dragon, which had been worn away by the incessant flames, and asked Huang Xiaolong," How about it? Can you come again?"

Huang Xiaolong laughed, and even said it was OK, and then gave another blow of golden dragon killing evil, and directly made the Inner Peace Taoist who wanted to talk be only able to shout.

I simply waved to the public, and then stepped into the passage. Not feel any cold. It seemed that the jade is still in effect. I touched the jade that was hanging in the front because of fear of falling, bit my teeth and went straight into the darkness.

Slowly the flame behind could no longer provide me with a bit of light, and the voice of Wu Jian and others gradually unaudible. The entire passage had only a person's footsteps and the faint light of the flashlight.

I thought since I had seen too many ghosts and strange things, I would be no longer afraid, but I was wrong. In such an environment, fear was slowly taking root. My mind was beginning to imagine. I felt like those horrible ghosts were smiling at me, as if they were about to jump in the next moment.

Resisting the impulse to return, I unconsciously quickened the pace, which was just go faster, but I felt a kind of never tiredness that I had never had before. My feet had been sour and soft, and my head seemed to be some heavy, no longer clear.

Just when I thought the next moment I would be so tired that the hungry ghosts in the passage will swallow me，suddenly the flashlight went out. I panted, swung hard the flashlight in hand. The flashlight still did not shine as I expected. And in a shake, it straightly went out of my hand, in the distance making a loud sound of fragmentation.

I stretched out my hands and could not see anything, but I still walked at a fast pace, turning after the pain of the impact on my hand, then hitting and turning again. I felt trapped in a small space and could no longer walk out.

I almost gave up, but I still crawled on the ground. My hands were bleeding, and the air was full of the smell of blood. I bit my tongue and let my mouth be filled with the smell of blood.
The salty blood and the pain on my tongue gave me a little pure brightness.

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Unfortunately, there was no use in the darkness. I felt I was about to faint. I didn't know if it was a hallucination in my head. I heard a very young voice: Xiao Bai, you see, there is an uncle.
He looks good to eat.

Uncle and delicious? What is this match? But I had been unable to complain.

To be honest, I had no idea that I would still be alive. I knew when I fainted in the passage that no one came back to save me even if there were no ghosts. And it turned out, no one was going to save me, because it was a rabbit that saved me. Um, yeah, a rabbit.

I looked at the rabbit that was as big as a big dog and the rabbit’s back had children of just two or three years old and watched me and drooled. I felt that the whole world had collapsed.

Ghost? I can accept it. But what about this rabbit? Goblins?

"Uncle." The little boy on the back of the rabbit called me for the third time with a lovely voice. It was the third time. For the first time he called, I fainted. The little boy said he called me, but I had no memory. The second time I woke up, and it was only ten minutes from now, and now was the third time.

I had no choice but to put my hand out, and then I closed my eyes turning my head and said, "Gently."

The little boy nodded with delight and said, "Uh-huh." Then he conducted the rabbit to come up to me, and then I felt a pain in my arm, and The little boy's mouth came with a loud sucking sound.

Sucking blood every ten minutes. This was what the little boy did to me. The last time I was going to resist, and the result was that I no longer intended to resist, because I could not fight the rabbit and the little boy's language had a magical power. Once he called me, I would unconsciously give everything to him, let alone a little blood.

I finally understood what “uncle was delicious.” meant.

The little boy was obviously well educated and had the habit of saving food, and after a few sips, he stopped sucking and licked the blood from my arm with his little tongue. Then he returned to the rabbit with missing and regret.

As soon as the little boy left, the blood stopped strangely. I was extremely suspicious that the boy was a vampire, but from my experience with the ghosts every day, the boy was a ghost.
And it's supposed to be the fierce ghost the Inner Peace senior Taoist said.

I didn't know whether I should be glad that this little boy still had his feelings, that he did not become a monster who only knew how to kill, or that I should mourn for my future destiny.

Perhaps the little boy was unwilling to be tempted by food, he did not look at me, but he rode the rabbit called Xiao Bai to play the game of fighting on horseback.

I thought about it for a while and decided to make a good relationship with the little boy. Not for anything else, even if it was necessary for me to live a few more days.

I called the little boy twice, but the little boy did not pay attention to me, so I took out my secret trick. That was the story. I sat on the ground and I told the story of Snow White. The little boy at first did not care about me. Just when I thought I was not attractive to him, and I intended to change a story, the little boy came over on a rabbit and stayed by my side, looking at me. For the first time, there was no light to see food in his eyes.

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