Live in hell. He muffled his head and coughed twice, then put his arms around the little black cat and closed his eyes.
Just as he had expected, the unnamed tomb was empty under the thin soil, and the contents had disappeared, and the hollow tomb was only filled with the smell of Yin corpses.
This kind of thing may be very dangerous to others, and when encountering it, the skin will be ulcerated and sores, and the life will not be guaranteed if it is serious. But for Xie Bai, it is a necessity.
When he was young, he couldn't eat normal food at all, although he hadn't lost his sense of smell at that time and could still smell the aroma. But once I felt an extremely strong sense of repulsion, I vomited cleanly. Only inhaling Yin corpse gas is the real "full stomach".
Now he can adapt to normal food, but when he is really "hungry", only Yin corpse energy can still work.
He frowned slightly, but one corner of his mouth was slightly raised, with a slightly mocking smile, he sucked the Yin corpse full of the unnamed grave into his body. The air of the corpse was cold and damp, and poured into the body continuously along the palms of the hands through the not-so-thick soil layer of the grave mound.
The little black cat lowered its head, not knowing whether it was looking at the Unknown Tomb or Xie Bai.
His hand covering the grave mound is still extremely thin, straight and slender, and the muscles and bones on the back of the hand appear to be protruding because of the slight arch. The skin that had turned blue and gray returned to normal little by little, and turned pale again, and the blood-like red spots under the skin gradually dissipated, faded and disappeared.
He didn't stand up until he sucked out the last bit of Yin's corpse gas.
Because he had sucked too much Yin corpse gas, his hand was extremely cold, and the cold air seemed to come out from the bones. He subconsciously wanted to touch the fluffy and warm fur of the little black cat, but stopped before touching it.
"The hand that has just touched the grave and inhaled the corpse's breath, is it dirty?" He lowered his head and asked the little black cat.
The little cub showed its extraordinary at such a moment, and saw it raised its face and gave a "meow" to Xie Bai, then hooked its neck, and bumped its head into Xie Bai's palm, with a kind of generosity. The sense of sorrow and sacrifice of death.
Xie Bai: "..."
He watched the little boy rub his head and brain in his cold palm, and the sneer at the corner of his mouth finally disappeared slowly, as if to soften, but in the end he returned to his expressionless face.
Since this kitty showed such affection, Xie Bai naturally couldn't forget that it also wanted to eat. So while stroking the soft fur on top of its head and warming his hands, he walked to the river.
This river looks more lifeless than the entire Huangtou Mountain. There is no wind in the valley for a while, and the entire lake is not at all turbulent. He walked around the lake, and there was no life in the whole lake.
Xie Bai patted the little black cat's round head, and said, "Forget it, let's go to the fisherman's house."
The little boy didn't know if he was stunned by Xie Bai's hand just now or what, he lowered his head and lay on Xie Bai's hand without responding, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.
Naturally, Xie Bai didn't ask for any more opinions, and left Huangtou Mountain after throwing away a piece of black mist.
Yujiadu is not far from Huangtou Mountain, it is two cities away, and for Xie Bai, it is only a blink of an eye. This is an old ferry in the west of Cenyun City, across which is a gate bridge. A row of fishing boats parked neatly on the shore under the bridge, but the lights on the boats were dark and there were no people in sight.
This place is a bit northerly than Linshi, not to mention that the temperature is lower at night, and there is still light snow falling everywhere. Under the reflection of the street lights beside the Zhakou bridge, it is like dust being shaken into the air.
Xie Bai landed on the gate bridge and swept around the railing. Then he hugged the little black cat tightly with one hand, supported the bridge railing with the other hand, turned over and jumped down.
He landed on a fishing boat silently, and when he stepped on the bow, the whole boat didn't even shake, as if what fell on it was just a dead leaf.
The ferry didn't seem to be surrounded by Huangtou Mountain, so he managed to recognize the general direction, and then used the fishing boat as a stepping stone to step across.
From this ferry crosses a tributary of the river line, open in the distance, and suddenly clamped by the land on both sides, looking like a funnel with a long mouth, and the gate bridge is horizontally blocked in the middle of the slender funnel mouth. At this time, Xie Bai had already bypassed the mouth of the funnel and arrived at the wider river mouth.
His position is in the east, and the west bank should be opposite him. But the place he was facing was a wider river beyond the horizon. There was only a lonely island in the middle of the river, barely in the west.
Xie Bai gave a "tsk", shook his head and muttered, "I fell into the wrong place."
The little black cat purred from the bottom of its throat