Chapter 127 - Burial Mound, Jian Chongying Is Injured

After the quake, Wang Xuewen, Qi Hao and Jian Chongying in the secret room were terrified, fearing that something terrible had happened again.

They gasped for breath, unsure how long they had been running. Their legs were like lead and the soles of their feet were worn out and numb as if they didn’t belong to them.

The faces of the three were extremely unsightly and they looked like they were about to collapse. They were usually all pampered young masters, and apart from eating and playing, when had they ever worked so hard?

Wang Xuewen had the worst physical strength here, and his face and lips had already turned white from all the excessive running around. “My god, I can’t run anymore, I really can’t run anymore! Let me die! I’ll fight that damn thing!”

Wang Xuewen’s eyes reddened as he spoke, and his face collapsed.

Qi Hao’s eyes were also red, especially since all of them had pretty much used up all their talismans, leaving him and Wang Xuewen with only one each. Qi Hao’s face was filled with despair, and he pulled his hair. “I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die. I miss my mom and dad. I’m the only son in my family. If I die, what will my parents do? Why the hell didn’t I stay in the capital? Why did I follow you guys here to for some bullsh*t adventure livestream?”

As Qi Hao spoke, he thought of the life-saving talismans which Wang Xuewen had burned before. He lifted his foot to prop himself up on Jian Chongying, then kicked Wang Xuewen. “F*ck you, you burned my talismans! If I’m going to die here, I’ll f*cking kill you first!”

He spoke harshly, but because he had run too much tonight, he didn’t have enough strength and the kick that he gave Wang Xuewen was weak.

Wang Xuewen was also green with regret. Not only did he regret burning the talismans, he regretted following Si Yinghua into planning some kind of adventure livestream in King Ying’s tomb.

He now believed his father’s scolding: If he died one day, it would definitely be because he had courted death.

Jian Chongying, who had been silent the whole time, also looked awful. Seeing that their moods were starting to run wild again, he drew in a breath and said, “Don’t waste your strength! Right, where’s Lu Chengfu?”

It would have been fine if Jian Chongying hadn’t mentioned Lu Chengfu, but the moment he did, Wang Xuewen said with a belly full of grievances, “I saw him when we were running away earlier. That guy was taking his time sneakily gnawing on a chicken drumstick! Who knows where he was hiding it?”

The more Wang Xuewen spoke, the hungrier he got. Lu Chengfu did prepare drumsticks for them, but how could they have time to eat when they were being chased?

That brat was lucky. Who knew what talisman Haozi gave him, but nothing seemed to be chasing him. Thinking this, Wang Xuewen was filled with envy and hatred.

Qi Hao’s eyes also turned green as he listened, and he had the same thought as Wang Xuewen. He too similarly felt some envy and hatred.

Wang Xuewen suddenly thought of something and asked, “Haozi, are you sure you don’t have anymore of that kind of talisman which you gave Lu Chengfu in your bag? Can you search again?”

Qi Hao’s face immediately sank. “Even if there was, you probably burned it! Do you think I wouldn’t use that talisman if I really had it?”

Wang Xuewen was rendered speechless and felt extremely guilty. Afraid that Hao Zi would kick him again, he quickly changed the subject.

Qi Hao said nothing. He regretted not cherishing the talismans that Brother Zhu gave him, and even more that he hadn’t taken his words to heart.

This kind of regret had already become a source of paranoia. Every time they were hunted down by that ghost thing and were on the verge of collapse, he would regret it again and again, more and more, and he would also wish he could turn back time.

Thinking of Lu Chengfu’s talisman, his eyes flashed with longing. It wasn’t that he hadn’t thought of asking for the talisman back from Lu Chengfu. It was a matter of life and death. Who could be so noble?

But Lu Chengfu was really a good person. He risked his life to save Qi Hao several times, and Qi Hao couldn’t cross that bottom line in his heart.

If it hadn’t been Lu Chengfu with that talisman, but someone else with a bad character or who was unfamiliar or unrelated to them, Qi Hao would have absolutely spared no effort to obtain that life-saving talisman.

Not long after they caught their breaths, they once again heard the sound of a blade being dragged over the ground.

Their faces changed immediately and they subconsciously rushed toward the door.

Who would have thought that just as they rushed out, that ghost thing suddenly appeared in front of them, grinning sinisterly and holding the blade as it stared gloatingly at them with ill intent.

Jian Chongying ran too fast to stop. On the side, Qi Hao and Wang Xuewen turned deathly pale when they saw Jian Chongying crash into that ghost thing’s blade. Still, Qi Hao reacted quickly and grabbed one of Jian Chongying’s hands, wanting to drag him back.

Wang Xuewen also threw his last talisman at the ghost thing, but unfortunately, it was a Thunder Light Talisman, which wasn’t much use.

It only stopped the ghost thing for a moment, but the blade still came down.

Jian Chongying’s head avoided the blade, but it slashed down on his shoulder. Instantly, they could see blood and bone, and his arm wobbled as if it would fall off.

“Chongying!” Qi Hao and Wang Xuewen shouted.