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Clever followed him for a few steps, like a puppy who was afraid of being abandoned. Xiaojiu occasionally looked at Clever behind him, and thought of the little white dog he raised earlier because he saw it on the street. Just followed him all the time, refusing to leave, as if he was its master.

Xiaojiu entered the forest, Clever stood outside the forest, with his back turned to the direction where Xiaojiu entered, Xiaojiu yelled at him, saying: "Bookworm, you find a place to solve it yourself, don't hold back, you know?"

The clever figure nodded stiffly.Xiaojiu walked into the woods with a mischievous smile.

Clever looked at the forest, Xiaojiu's body was covered by low bushes, and he saw a head passing through the trees, stopping at one place, turning around as if examining the surrounding position, and then lowered down in peace body.

Clever grabbed the sleeves of his ragged clothes and paced back and forth outside the forest, hesitating whether he should go out or not.At this time, there was a sound of footsteps behind him, soft or heavy.Clever didn't think about it, thought it was Xiaojiu coming out, and just wanted to turn around to look, when he heard someone behind him say in a low voice: "If you want to die, don't make a sound."

Mo Congming had never encountered such a posture before, and he felt something hard against his spine. He was dumbfounded on the spot, his mind went blank for a moment, and his spine was straight, like a stone statue.

If he wasn't stupid, he should have recognized that it was a woman's voice.

And the woman was already injured, the black thing pressed against his spine, trembling violently.

And Clever's own body was also trembling, and the three souls were gone, just like the soul was gone.

Xiaojiu adjusted his clothes and walked a few steps forward. There was a stream there, which flowed down from a distant mountain, and it was very clear.It rained yesterday, and the stream has risen a bit, and it is rushing happily.

Xiaojiu washed his hands cleanly, even between his fingers, but he didn't wash his face covered with dirt. The clear stream water reflected his black face. A grimace, and the reflection on the water also made a grimace.At this time, the flowing water was mixed with some blood-red liquid, which flowed down from the top. Because the stream was scarce, it was too late to disperse. When it reached Xiaojiu, the water and the red liquid that was suspected to be blood merged together and disappeared.Xiaojiu looked upstream suspiciously, but was covered by tall trees. Then he thought maybe some wild animal was injured, and hunters often came in nearby to hunt, so there was nothing strange about it.So he got up and patted the clothes on his body, and went outside the forest to find the smart one who was still waiting anxiously.

When he was almost at the exit of the forest, he saw the bookworm standing upright, facing him.

Xiao Jiu ran up, Mo Congming didn't move a muscle, his body was upright, the baggy ragged clothes on him made his body look thinner, like a skeleton.

Before Xiaojiu could speak, Clever said loudly: "Brother, you go back first, I will delay... I will go back." Even if Clever raised his voice to his throat, the words could not be spoken loudly, but were thin and weak weak.

Xiaojiu scratched his head, looked him up and down a few times, looked at him from head to toe, then nodded and said: "Okay, then I'll take a step first."

When Xiaojiu walked away, Mo Congming suddenly softened as if the support of his body had been removed. His hands trembled uncontrollably, and a fear more terrifying than the cold enveloped him, making him gnaw his teeth. They all rattled.

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground came from behind, and the cleverness dared to turn around to look. There was a woman lying on the ground. The woman was wearing white clothes, but her chest was stained with a large amount of blood. The black object in her hand was about The thing that just touched the back.

And Xiao Jiu, who was supposed to leave, squatted beside her, rubbing his chin and looking at the things in her hands with great interest.

The woman's face was pale and bloodless, panting heavily, as if desperately trying to catch the last breath.Mouth opened and closed, as if to say something.

Clever took a long step, looking at the dying woman from a distance, while Xiaojiu lowered his waist and put his ear close to her mouth.

Mo Congming took a long time to recover his voice.When she spoke, she was still in shock: "Little brother, she..."

"She's dead." Xiaojiu raised his head and said to Congming, with a smile on his face, as if this incident made him quite interesting.

"Dead?!" Clever was scared out of his wits, clasped his hands together, and chanted Amitabha.

Xiaojiu's eyes fell on the black object tightly held by the dead woman's hand. He reached out to take it, weighed it, and took it away to see that it was a fan. The black fan bones were made of indistinguishable gold and stone. materials, but the fan is blank, nothing.

Xiaojiu turned the fan back and forth, and looked up at the sun, but he didn't see any words or paintings hidden on the white fan.

Clever closed her eyes and recited countless times of Amitabha for her salvation, but was called back to her soul by Xiaojiu. "Nerd, come and take a look."

"No." Cong Ming turned around, refusing to look at the dead man.

"Hey!" Someone patted his shoulder flat, and Mo Congming jumped up in fright, startling Xiaojiu who patted him on the shoulder as well.

"I'm not scared to death by the dead, but scared to death by you." Xiaojiu put the black fan in Smart's hand, yawned, and said, "Well, you discovered the man, and you heard the secret." Yes, the treasure is in your hands again, it has nothing to do with the Lord."