"Xiaolan...he...he..." Baomu looked at the strange man's body at a loss, and then looked at Xiaolan.
Xiaolan jumped up from the ground, and the first thing she did was to check the weirdo's breath.
Dead, really dead.
The weirdo's terrifying face had a childlike expression of doubt. His face was gray and he looked like a standard ghost.
"He's dead." Xiaolan looked up at Baomu.
"Did you do something?" Baomu's confusion was exactly the same as Xiaolan's own.
"I didn't do anything," Xiaolan quickly defended, lowering her head and picking up the weirdo's body, "I don't even know what he died of. There seemed to be no wounds on his body."
Afterwards, the two simultaneously shouted the possible answer, "Light!"
If it is light, then it is undoubtedly our lovely child of light.
The two of them ignored the dead bodies on the ground and rushed to the door, pulled the bolt and opened it.
Twilight is closing in and the daylight is beginning to fade.
But the light at dusk was enough for them to see the world clearly.
At first glance, they did not see the expected Son of Light wagging its tail (this was purely a dream) to greet them.
A string of stern and childish instructions reached their ears.
The two of them followed the sound and saw a gray-brown... mud ball next to the swaying calamus.
The mud covered a small, slightly glowing figure, and the two approached.
Next to the big mud ball, there is a small mud ball.
"Wangzhen, Wangzhen, I gave you this Tianpei to ask you to call me to come and rescue you in times of crisis, not to ask you to call me to come and fish you out when you fall into the mud. Yeah, look at it, it’s covered in mud even today..."
"Master, I am indeed in danger..."
The big mud ball made a human voice, and it was Ah Zhen's movement.
Xiaolan and Baomu walked next to them with wide eyes.
Ah Zhen's body and face were covered with mud, and he knelt on the ground with his head lowered. His original long flowing hair had turned into a messy chicken coop, and muddy water dripped down his hair to the ground.
The little mud ball next to him saw the two of them, let out a happy howl, jumped up and down, shook the mud and rubbed against the two of them.
This is Child of Light, the clay ball version.
"You...ah, are you two innocent companions? You are frightened, you are frightened..."
The little man standing in front of A Zhen saw the two approaching and quickly put on a kind smile and nodded at them.
After that, Xiao Lanbaomu and the man's eyes widened.
"You are Miaozhen!"
That slightly transparent little body was the Wu Geng Tian Jiao Tian they had seen in the Mysterious Bureau - Miao Zhen.
Miaozhen was still wearing ordinary jeans and sportswear, with a pair of furry slippers on her feet. Although the style of the attire was not much different, the little doll's face and attitude were very different from the last time they met.
Under the oppression of Sister Hua, the head of the Sixia family, Miaozhen looked like a moaning and pitiful child. Now facing Ah Zhen, who looked depressed (the depressed expression on his face could be vaguely discerned through the mud), he was completely Acting like an elder.
"The two of you are... Donor Liao, Donor Bao!"
What the hell is the name of Treasure Donor?
As expected, Baomu also disliked this name and grinned, "Just call me Baomu."
"How are you two?...Ah, yes, that's it!" Miaozhen said, stroking her palms, "As expected, Miaozhen should have expected it a long time ago. I heard Director Luo say long ago that Jiu Detective Jasmine brought Jiutian into this place with her. Game, right, right, you are their friends, so we came together for this reason... It seems that Miao Zhen didn't save her just now, so good, good, good!..."
Xiaolan suddenly realized, "That light just now was you..."
Miaozhen narrowed her eyes and nodded.
My mother, is Jiao Tian so strong? He kills people without even showing blood.
Xiaolan and Baomu both looked at the Son of Light with a bit of resentment in their eyes.
"I didn't expect you to come to this game," Xiaolan looked at Miaozhen's weirdly colored body and asked, "How did you become this color?"
Miaozhen lowered his head and glanced at his body. Just when he was about to open his mouth, he suddenly thought of something and said sternly to Ah Zhen, who was still kneeling on the ground, "Wangzhen, get up and you can explain."
Ah Zhen, who was called Wang Zhen, slowly got up and sighed first, "My master has not entered the game, and what he appears is not a real person, but a phantom."
Phantom...
"Why can you enter the game as a shadow?" Xiaolan wondered.
Ah Zhen stretched out his palm and showed them the thing in his palm, "Because of this."
Xiaolan lowered her eyebrows and glanced, "A ball of mud?"
"No, this is not mud." Ah Zhen quickly wiped a few things on his palm with his muddy hand, and a ray of green came out, "This is a Tianpei, which was given to me by my master before I left. Mine, using it, I can seek Master’s blessing for once..."
"That's not right," Baomu stepped forward, "How did you bring the real thing in?"
Is this a card BUG?
"The entity of Tianpei is just a container," Miaozhen said slowly, "The real power of Tianpei has already been attached to the fate of Wu Gengtian disciples at the moment of gifting, so even in the game space , is still usable."
I see.
What a good thing.
"If you have no other questions, Miaozhen will leave now..." Miaozhen's figure gradually became lighter.
"Leave? Aren't you going to protect your apprentice until the end?" Xiaolan said in surprise.
Miaozhen smiled elegantly at the last moment before his figure disappeared, "After all, the role of Tianpei is limited, and Miaozhen has to deal with many affairs during the fifth watch. If you are busy here, you have to put aside that. If you two still If you have any other questions, just ask Miao Zhen directly. Miao Zhen is my direct disciple. He knows everything, but he is still young. I hope you two can protect him while you still have strength. Miao Zhen must be grateful... …”
Being evaluated by this eight or nine-year-old child as "still young", Ah Zhen did not deny it. He only bowed slightly towards Xiao Miaozhen and said, "Goodbye, Master."
Miaozhen disappeared.
A Zhen, who looked depressed, and two people who were completely stupid were left behind.
Just when Xiaolan was about to open her mouth to ask a question, Ah Zhen pointed at Baomu and asked, "Who is this?"
He was referring to the girl in Baomu's arms.
Xiaolan finally remembered that they had rescued a girl, and quickly put the girl on the ground with Baomu.
The girl's eyes were closed tightly and her expression was painful.
Xiaolan probed her nose, her breath was like gossamer, but there was still a breath left.
Fortunately, I just passed out.
Xiaolan pushed aside the long, messy hair on both sides of the girl's cheeks, and A-Zhen also came over to look at the girl.
"Eh?" Ah Zhen tilted his head and stared at the girl's face, "I've seen her before!"
