Hutao uses me to judge my performance

Jiang Bai was a little speechless. This guy, Xingbing, usually speaks in an irritating way, but why does he do this to children?

Can you say this to a child?

Jiang Bai directly picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his bowl, "Eat well!"

The skirmishers rolled their eyes at him and ate in silence.

After eating for a while, he still couldn't help it and looked at the child in the corner.

"I said, if, if your mother abandoned you, what would you do?"

Jiang Bai looked at him doubtfully, "I said you, can't you get over this topic?"

If you are so obsessed with the word "abandon", could it be that you have been abandoned before?

The skirmisher didn't speak, just waiting for Changci's reaction.

Maybe today really brought back too many memories for him, and the kid in front of him without parental care reminded him of his past self, so that he couldn't help but want to hear how the kid would answer.

Seeing the straggler's attitude of not giving up until he got an answer, he thought about it seriously for a long time and said:

"Then I will go find my mother and ask her why she abandoned me."

"What's the point of getting an answer? It doesn't change the fact that I was abandoned."

Changji asked him seriously, "But what if it's a misunderstanding? Do I have to hate my mother for unknown reasons all my life?"

Regarding this answer, the soldiers were silent for a long time. Just when Jiang Bai thought he would not ask again, he heard him ask again:

"What if you get the answer and it's not a misunderstanding?"

"Then I will live well alone."

Looking at the stragglers who were obsessed with this topic, relying on Jiang Bai's presence, he deliberately asked a question:

"Brother, have you ever been abandoned?"

The skirmisher gave him a cold look, and for many times he shrank his head and ate silently.

Jiang Bai glanced at the straggler who had been stabbed in the foot. It seemed that this guy had indeed been abandoned and had not run away.

But who was the one who abandoned him?

Is it his maker?

And why abandon him?

Jiang Bai blocked his view of Changci, "Don't bully children! What's the point of a five hundred-year-old man bullying a child?"

The skirmishers looked at him expressionlessly.

Just looking at this kid a few times, why is he bullying a child?

If you are afraid because of this, it would be too useless.

After eating, Chang Ci packed up his things and got into the sleeping bag given to him by Jiang Bai. He was too tired during the day. As soon as he put his head on the pillow, he couldn't stop feeling sleepy. Chang Ci fell into a deep sleep after a while. past.

Jiang Bai yawned and looked at the stragglers who had not yet left. "I'm going to rest. Do you want to rest here?"

The skirmisher sat in front of the still-burning stove, "I'll leave as soon as my clothes are dry."

"If it doesn't stop raining at night, you can just rest here. If you want to leave, remember to close the door for me." Jiang Bai yawned and got into the sleeping bag.

He wasn't worried that skirmishers would attack him while he was sleeping. If he had this plan, he wouldn't have to wait until today.

The skirmisher glanced at Jiang Bai, who had closed his eyes and was defenseless. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

It didn't matter that I didn't know his true identity last time at Wangshu Inn. I already knew his identity, but I was still so defenseless against him.

He was a little happy to be treated like this, but at the same time he hated the fact that iron cannot become steel.

"Are you so defenseless against me? What if I receive a mission and want to attack you?"

Jiang Bai said simply and directly: "I believe you."

The skirmishers were stunned and turned away.

He felt that he did not deserve such a friend, nor did he deserve such trust.

He picked up his dry clothes, put them on and pushed the door open.

"Hey, it's still raining outside? Just leave?"

Jiang Bai got up from his sleeping bag and looked out through the window.

There was darkness outside the window, and the skirmisher who had walked a certain distance gradually merged with the darkness. He walked in the rain, and the wind and rain wet his clothes again.

Jiang Bai: "?"

Is there something wrong with him?

What's the point of drying it?

After all, he is five hundred years old. How can he be worse than a 12-year-old?

"What a bear..."

What kind of rebellious teenager in adolescence is more like a naughty boy!

Keli is more sensible than him and knows how to take care of her body.

Even if the doll can't catch a cold, it can't be treated so badly!

Jiang Bai grabbed the coir raincoat hanging next to him and threw it out of the window. The coir raincoat hit the straggler's head and staggered him.

When he looked back, Jiang Bai's cursing words came out:

"Why are you five hundred years old and still as willful as a child? You don't know how to hold an umbrella and wear a raincoat when you go out when it rains! That bamboo hat of yours can block a lot of rain! It's really annoying to watch!"

He has taken care of Qiqi, Keli and Changci, but no matter which child he has, they are more sensible than this five-hundred-year-old child.

He's so stinky that it's really irritating to look at.

The cold rain fell on his body, and the chill spread from his clothes to his whole body. The soldier looked at the irritable Jiang Bai and wanted to say something bad as usual, saying that he didn't need such a thing.

But looking at the warm firelight coming from the window, he said nothing, silently picked up the raincoat and put it on his body, turned around and left.

The rain kept falling and the thunder roared.

He walked to the top of the mountain again and looked around into darkness, unable to see anything.

The raincoat and bamboo hat kept out all the rain, leaving only the splashing water to wet his feet.

In the distance is Tatar sand, and closer is a matchbox that is emitting light and could not be simpler.

He curled up and buried his head in his knees.

Chapter 452 Take Me Home

The next day, morning.

Feeling the light shining on his face, he rubbed his eyes several times and got out of the sleeping bag and sat up.

Jiang Bai had already gotten up. It wasn't raining at this time. He was washing outside.

Changci walked outside and was a little surprised when he didn't see the person from yesterday. "Brother Jiang Bai, is the person from yesterday gone?"

Jiang Bai curled his lips and said, "I left a long time ago."

Hearing that he was gone, Changji was a little happy.

He really didn't like being with that person, especially since he liked to say such excessive things.

"Wash up. There is hot milk and corn on the stove. When we are full, we will continue on our way."

"Uh-huh!"

Not long after, Jiang Bai arrived at the dungeon that Changji mentioned. This dungeon is quite hidden and is located underground. There is only one hole big enough for one person to pass.

Jiang Bai took out the Four Directions Instrument and compared it. At this position, the pointer was completely pointing down, which meant that the client's remains were likely to be here.

Jiang Bai cleaned up the vegetation growing at the entrance of the cave, opened the simple wooden gate, bit a piece of lighting crystal in his mouth, and went down the wooden stairs that were already covered with mildew.

Changji also wanted to go down with him.

"You wait for me outside."

After hearing this, Chang Ci stood guard at the entrance of the cave, waiting for him to come out.

It was obvious that no one had been to this dungeon for a while. In addition to the damp and moldy smell, there was also a putrid smell. The further down you went, the stronger the putrid smell became.

If you are right, this putrid smell is caused by the rotting corpse.

Soon, at the bottom of the ladder, he entered a large space.

Apart from various fungi and mushrooms growing in a lightless environment, there was only a corpse leaning in the corner in this space.

Since the dungeon is not breathable, the corpse does not rot quickly, but the scene of rotting and maggots would make most people vomit after seeing the overnight meal.

Gudong, who was sleeping in his pocket, suddenly stuck his head out. Although he didn't have an organ like a nose, he seemed to smell the stench. His two round eyes turned into XX and slid into his pocket like jelly. inside.

Jiang Bai held his breath and kept moving his position to confirm whether the body in front of him belonged to the client.

After moving the pointer up, down, left and right, the pointer pointed firmly at the body, he put on his gloves and stepped forward to check if there was anything left behind by the deceased.

He found a piece of paper with only a few simple words on it:

Take me home.

"Will do."

Jiang Bai put away the note, took a sip of strong wine, then sprayed all the wine on the corpse in front of him, lit a flame, and burned the flies and maggots attached to the carrion.

The body is then put into a body bag and prepared to be taken outside for cremation.

Climbing out of the dungeon, fresh air entered my nose again.

Changci's eyes fell on the body bag on Jiang Bai's back, and there was a putrid smell coming from it.

"did you find it?"

"Well, it's inside."

Wen Bing wanted to come here just to prevent his body from being destroyed, so he found such a secret place.

I have to say that this kind of work is really not something that ordinary people can endure.

Chang Ci was thinking about how to comfort Jiang Bai not to be too sad. Jiang Bai was not sad at all, only relaxed because the task was completed.

He took several breaths of fresh air outside, found a flat place, took off the body bag from his back, built an incinerator with rock elements, and started direct cremation.

In order to be able to cremate the body, his Sanqing Bell contained a lot of coal.

However, as he had more and more things, the Sanqing Bell that was still enough at first was obviously a little too small. After he returned, he asked the old man to help expand the space.

Although the old man has never shown any skills in this area, as the ancestor of all immortals, he must be able to do this kind of thing!

After putting Wen Bing's ashes in an urn, Jiang Bai took Chang Ci and changed direction, preparing to go to Haizhi Island.

Although Kaiji Island is adjacent to Haji Island, the two islands are separated by a considerable distance and must be crossed by boat.

Compared with the distance to Narukami Island, Kaiji Island is obviously closer.

"Do you know where I can get a boat?" Jiang Bai asked Changji.

"There should be pirates there. We can go find them and ask them to send us there," Changji said.

His mother left with the help of pirates. They should also be able to get pirates to help send them to Kaiji Island.

However, Changci didn't really want to go to Haizhi Island, he wanted to go to Liyue more.

He looked at Jiang carefully, "Brother, are you going back to Liyue from Haiji Island?"

Jiang Bai could see what he was thinking at a glance, "A friend of mine has trade relations with Haiji Island. He will regularly sail from Liyue to Haiji Island. I will ask her to take you to Liyue when the time comes. As for going? It’s up to you to figure out how to get to Xumi after Liyue.”

Changci touched the baggage on his back, the excitement on his face was undisguised, "No problem!"

"Uncle Pirate and the others are in the area of ​​Wuming Village, let's go there now!"

Wuming Village is located next to Baling Island. It consists of several pieces of flat land floating out of the sea and some ruins submerged by the sea. It is very suitable for pirate activities.

The two of them traveled for several days, bypassing the military camp on Haizhi Island and arriving at the west side of Tengdou Village.

Although Jiang Bai has plans to investigate who destroyed the town objects on the island, it is very dangerous to have unauthorized contact with the army without an identity, and it is easy to be regarded as a spy or spy of the shogunate.

According to Manyo, while joining the resistance, he became good friends with the general Goro of Kaiji Island, and Hokuto-san also met the manager of the Coral Palace, the goddess Miko.