Chapter 387: There is a strange change in the tomb
"Don't come in!"
Remembering the embarrassing scene of lighting the fire last time, Huang Shan'er rejected Zhuge Ziyun without hesitation, "It's so late and the tent is small, it's inconvenient for you to come in, I'm still able to hold on, I don't need to build a fire."
"Senior sister, are you afraid of what senior brother will do to you?" Zhuge Ziyun's cheeks stiffened and twitched, "Elder brother doesn't have any bad intentions at all!"
This time he said is the truth, are frozen into this way, really do not have the heart to think of those nasty things, sigh the ancient people said that the words of warmth and satiety is thinking of what words, it is really reasonable, do not have enough to eat and wear warmth, pressure is not the heart to think of those things!
"That won't work either, it's inconvenient." Huang Shan'er said one sentence and lost her voice.
"Then I'll light the fire myself, and send some coals in for you when I'm done!" Zhuge Ziyun gritted his teeth, his cheeks making a cackling sound, like the sound of ice cracking.
Throwing the wet firewood onto the ground, Zhuge Ziyun rubbed his hands together and cast his self-righteous Hellfire for a long while before lighting the pile of wet firewood he had picked up, resulting in a plume of thick smoke, which lent itself to the wind and huffed as it flooded Huang Shan'er's tent.
"Cough!"
A thick smoke was drilled into the tent, Huang Shan'er was choked to tears, remembering her last miserable encounter, she angrily climbed out of her sleeping bag, drilled out of the tent, intending to whisk Zhuge Ziyun away, but it was just at this time that a gust of wind violently rolled in and overturned the fire, instantly smoke rolled out, sparks splashed all over the place, and moreover a few fire flames rose up and leapt onto Huang Shan'er's head!
"Ah!"
This sudden scene, scared Huang Shan'er screamed miserably, and without hesitation, she jumped onto the snow on the ground, which got her out of danger, but when she stood up again, a few strands of her hair were scalded and frizzed, and even more to the point of tears and laughter, her face was spent again, and became even darker and more miserable than the last time!
"Zhuge Ziyun, you are really good! The thing I regret the most about going down the mountain this time is that I came out with you this time, from now on, the two of us will go our separate ways, and I won't recognize you when I return to the sect!"
Huang Shan'er ducked her feet, her breasts trembling and moving.
"Senior sister ……," Zhuge Ziyun swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "I'm sorry."
"Humph!" Huang Shan'er's face was colder than the weather at this time, resentfully gouging out Zhuge Ziyun, she turned around and burrowed back into the tent.
Zhuge Ziyun tilted his head up, blowing the wildly hunting cold wind and looking at the sky filled with snow, two lines of hot tears flowed out of the corner of his eyes, which were then blown away by the wind and turned into ice particles.
"Damn, still inexperienced in the experience, this time I have to admit, I am far from that surname Meng, they even live in a big tent, eating hot pot, eat just eat, but also do not call us, it is really infuriating!"
"What, what did you say, senior brother?" At this time Huang Shan'er's voice floated out from the tent again, with a heavy surprise, "…… They are eating hot pot in a tent?"
"Yes!" Zhuge Ziyun gritted his teeth viciously, "Didn't you smell that mutton odor?"
"No wonder! This …… is really awesome!" Huang Shan'er blinked her beautiful eyes, her eyes brightened up, and after thinking for a while, she burrowed out of the tent and headed over to Meng Fan's tent, muttering in a low voice, "Maybe it's because there's a senior brother there, they're too embarrassed to come and call me, shabu shabu yay, can't even remember the last time I ate it."
Seeing Huang Shan'er leave, Zhuge Ziyun reached out and threw himself a slap, hitting his cheek with a raw pain, "What the hell am I talking too much about!"
In the large tent, Meng Fan's trio welcomed Huang Shan'er's arrival and warmly greeted her as she sat down, handing her a pair of chopsticks, only to see that her face was black again and her hair still looked as if it had been scalded by something, a little more miserable than when they first met him, they couldn't help but wonder, only that if Huang Shan'er didn't say anything, they didn't have the heart to ask either.
"Brother Meng Fan, Sister Shangguan, Big Brother Two Evil, I'm not polite." Huang Shan'er looked at the steaming hot shabu-shabu pot, licked her dry lips, and stuck her chopsticks into the pot ……
"This girl, she's really quite pitiful." Shangguan Ning had never seen Huang Shan'er's cold and arrogant appearance in Tiger Yang Guan and couldn't help but sympathize.
This side was eating the hot pot, Zhuge Ziyun was not idle over there, he found some more firewood and carefully lit it in his tent, and his hatred for Meng Fan deepened a lot more, he always felt that he was somehow pitied by Meng Fan again this time.
The smoke spread in Zhuge Ziyun's tent, and his face was blackened, but he no longer cared about that, and put his hand on the fire and roasted it, grinning, "Do it yourself, and have plenty of food."
At this time, at the entrance of the tomb, there were a few silhouettes standing there, shivering in the wind and snow, with curses coming from time to time.
"This damn weather, it's too torturous, there's no point in us all standing guard here, send a representative to stand guard, forget it!"
"Who to send? Who is happy to guard the cave entrance at this time?"
"And let you guard here, are you willing?"
Saying that, those several silhouettes suddenly coincidentally focused their eyes on a teenager's body, seeing that teenager violently took a few steps backward, standing in the wind and snow, shaking his head like a rattle drum: "Don't look at me, don't look at me, you guys."
"Little Stone, you have the lowest cultivation here, when the time comes to go down to the tomb, you won't be able to find anything good." At this time, an old man in a black lab coat spoke, "How about this, you guard the cave entrance here, when the time comes to go down to the tomb, we will all share out some things for you, and won't let you suffer for nothing."
"Elder Zhang, I …… am afraid." The teenager called Little Stone sniffed, glanced at the blackened cave entrance of the tomb, and his eyes showed horror, "What if that thing crawls out again, it will kill people, last …… time two died last time, I can't cope with it alone."
"What are you afraid of, can t trust your master uncle?" That old man with dry fingers flicked the snow frost on the beard, glared at the teenager, "Shifu has been prepared, as long as that thing dares to come out, Shifu absolutely can exterminate him, after you see it, shout a voice on the line."
"I …… am still afraid." The teenager clasped his hands in front of his chest, his body shivering unceasingly.
"It's settled." The old man waved his hand and swept a glance at the crowd, "Everyone go back to the tent, listen to the movements here, as soon as there is a breeze, immediately rush over, remember, there are not only us here, there are other people, all of them put their strokes a little brighter."
After saying that, the old man took the lead and walked towards a nearby tent, the rest of the people gloated and glanced at the teenager, with derisive smiles on their faces, they returned to their respective tents, no movement.
"All bully me, all bully me!" That teenager's eyes welled up with tears, reaching out to wipe the corners of his eyes with a fiery pain, "After I get off the tomb, I'll definitely find a supreme technique and trample you all under my feet!"
At the end of the day, he remembered a phrase and said indignantly, "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, don't deceive the youth!"
In the wind and snow, the teenager, with hot tears in his eyes, stood up to the entrance of the cave and, following Meng Fan's example, threw a stone inside and raised his head to look at the night sky, where the snow fluttered and danced all over the sky!
Perhaps the snow and wind affected his senses, he did not notice that the stone thrown down, but did not send out an echo, like …… being something, catching it!