Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 2115 (Two Thousand One Hundred and Fifteen)

He suddenly sat up and found that the bag he had been holding before going to bed was no longer with him!

At this moment the singing suddenly stopped.

He groped around in fear and finally found the bag.

He had sealed the bag before going to bed, and it was still sealed when he touched it. He opened the bag, reached in and felt around, but found nothing unusual.

However, he really couldn't figure out why it changed its place.

He thought: No one has come in, has he? If the clan leader came in and saw me sleeping here, he would definitely wake me up. It is impossible for him to do nothing to me and just touch the bag I was holding. It is even more impossible for others to come in without the key to the door lock. The clan leader should not give the key to others. Could it be that someone who had entered the Muxi Pavilion a long time ago touched my bag? The singer?
At this moment, he suddenly remembered that two steamed buns in his bag were missing a part the night before, and thought: Could it be... Could it be...

He thought: If it really was a ghost, why would the ghost touch my bag?
He suddenly remembered what he had silently recited when he clasped his hands together the night before, and thought that perhaps the ghost wanted to eat the steamed bun, but when he touched the steamed bun before, he felt that the bun did not seem to become smaller again, so he thought that perhaps the ghost moved his bag over there and wanted to eat the steamed bun but did not eat it.

Yet to some extent he didn't want this to happen, for he was worried that if the ghost moved the bag over there but didn't eat it, that might mean there was some other problem, and this frightened him even more.

To comfort himself, he thought that he had moved the bag while sleepwalking.

Even though he himself did not quite believe in the possibility of comforting himself, thinking this way did make him feel a little more at ease.

In fact, it was he himself who changed the position of the bag, but he was not sleepwalking.

After he fell asleep on the ground, he unconsciously pushed the bag in one direction with his hands, pushing it near his feet. After a while, he moved his legs vigorously and kicked the bag far away. He didn't know the whole process until he woke up after hearing the singing the next day. He didn't think that he had moved the bag to the side at night. At this time, he held the bag in his hand and thought: the singing finally sounded again just now, and the tribe leader hadn't come yet, so why did it stop again? But fortunately, at least it sounded again.

Just then, the singing started again.

The sound made him feel cold, so he sat on the ground again, hugging the bag, not daring to breathe too loudly.

He thought: If only the patriarch could come at this time, this song could prove that I did not lie to him.

Just as I thought of this, the door of Muxi Pavilion opened and Tie Wandao walked in from outside.

The subordinate immediately stood up and wanted to call "Patriarch", but was afraid of disturbing "someone", so he quickly walked in the direction where Tie Wandao came in, wanting to walk up to him and call him quietly. Although he walked quickly, he was deliberately very light-footed, still because he was afraid of disturbing "someone".

Seeing that it was daytime outside, his previous fear was reduced a little.

Unexpectedly, before he even got close to Tie Wandao, Tie Wandao shouted to his men in Muxi Pavilion: "No need to come over!"

The subordinate whispered, "Yes, Patriarch."

Tie Wandao approached him and said, "You didn't greet me when you saw me, and you answered me in such a low voice. You acted sneaky. Have you ignored me after staying here for a night?"

(End of this chapter)