Fundamentals of Catching Immortals

Chapter 568 False World (Fifteen)

Before the two turned their heads, A Xu saw the child again.It was this five or six-year-old boy who led them three times.

"Ah He, wait a moment." A Xu said.

He Shishi looked at her suspiciously, and A Xu pointed to the child who was staring at them in the distance: "That child may be asking for something."

After finishing speaking, Axu walked towards the child.The child seemed to be very afraid of A Xu, but he tried his best not to let him run away. When A Xu walked in front of him, his tiny body was already shaking unbearably.

The child was only five or six years old, very short and thin, with a big head, and a pair of eyes full of fear and pleading on the whole small face, looking at A Xu from time to time.Seeing that A Xu was approaching, he knelt down and kept kowtowing to A Xu.

A Xu didn't know why, but he also confirmed that the child really wanted something.

"You helped us, what can we do to help you now?"

When the child heard Ah Xu's words, he looked up a little excitedly.Emboldened by his courage, he stretched out his little hand as if he wanted to grab Axu's clothes, but just as soon as his little hand touched the hem of Axu's clothes, he immediately retracted as if he was burned.

Axu didn't move, and kept watching the child's movements.

The child couldn't touch Ah Xu, so he had to walk in front, looking back at Ah Xu and He Shiyi behind him, as if he was afraid that they would not follow.

Under the leadership of the child, Ah Xu and He Shiyi crossed the dark rocky land and came to the ruins.

This piece of ruins is gray, but it looks much brighter than Jiangcai's hot rocky land. If Jiangcai carries "anger" there, then this ruins shrouded in gray fog seems to carry "anger". "confused"

The closer he got, the more Axu could see the ruins in the thick fog.

This seems to be a huge waste yard, all kinds of dirty and old things are just thrown here at will.

Broken vases, patched and patched clothes, coir raincoats covered in mud, scattered bamboo slips, pottery bowls with exposed bottoms...

These dilapidated sundries, just layered on top of each other, were randomly discarded here, and the mist, like ashes after a fire, drifted all over the sky and fell on the old things. After the precipitation of time, the These old things are mixed into an obscure scene.

The child stumbled and crawled over many old things, found a pile of old things piled up like a hill, and pouted his buttocks and began to pick.

A Xu and He Shiyi looked at each other, both of them were a little confused.

The child was weak, and after searching for a long time, he seemed to have found what he was looking for. He turned his head and looked at A Xu, with his two little hands together, he bowed to A Xu again and again.

Asu walked a little closer, he could clearly see the thing dug up from the ashes of the ruins of the child—it was a big water urn.

"What is this?" A Xu frowned, and looked down into the water jar.The water urn was not broken, it was made very solidly. The "hill" before was made to look like a hill because of the many rags piled up on the water urn.

The child pointed to the water urn, picked up something beside him, and smashed it hard on the water urn. The water urn did not move at all, not even a drop of glaze on the outside.The child was so exhausted that he ended up sitting on his buttocks, gasping for breath.

(End of this chapter)