In the deep tomb passage, several cylindrical light sources were lit. A group of people who had just repelled a long-haired monster were sitting in the passage, some of them were injured to varying degrees. One person was already unconscious, clutching his wound and breathing heavily.
A man who was with them was kneeling on the ground, his hand supporting a bronze ancient sword placed by his side. It was this ancient sword, used for warding off evil, that allowed him to repel the terrifying monster. However, the monster had been repelled, but his younger brother, Zhenbei, had fallen into a trap!
His fingers groped the ground, his face showing an anxious expression.
"Brother, Xiaoju's injury can't be delayed any longer..." Another injured man said anxiously, "We only just arrived at the entrance of this tomb palace, and it's already so dangerous. This is no longer something that we can handle. If we stay here any longer, who knows what might happen!"
Zhenmu, the one called brother, frowned. "So, are you suggesting that we should let Zhenbei wait here to die?!"
"...I certainly don't mean that, but..." The place was too dangerous. Falling into a trap meant there was no guarantee of survival!
Of course, he couldn't say it so bluntly. With a sigh, the strong man subtly hinted, then squatted next to the most severely injured 'Xiaoju' to give him water.
Seeing the youngest assistant, Zhenmu tightened his fist, and after a moment of silence, he finally picked up the ancient sword and stood up, saying to the subordinates, "Let's go, take Xiaoju out for treatment first. Then I will stay with the people on the ground and come back later! In any case, we should make sure we see the real outcome."
The team finally felt a sense of relief and quickly prepared to leave with the injured. Zhenbei, carrying a backpack, followed at the back.
Suddenly, in the tomb passage came a series of sounds that seemed like someone was being choked.
"Something is coming!" Zhenmu yelled, drawing the ancient sword. Amidst the panic of the others, a red, lizard-like monster hurled a human-shaped object fiercely!
Before Zhenmu could react, the monster turned and walked away.
"Oh my aching back!" The fallen figure let out a miserable cry, struggling to stand up. Holding his waist and spitting out dirt, he said, "Phew! I ate a mouthful of soil! Oh? Brother, I finally found you!"
"Zhenbei?! What are you doing here!"
Zhenmu helped his brother up, but before he could say anything, Zhenbei, excited like a child, took out a small bead from his bag and exclaimed, "Brother! I found the fish bead!"
"What?!"
…
"Is this the punishment you were talking about?"
Wang Xiaomie, dressed in a white undershirt, had his pants aside and was squatting in a basin of water, washing his bottom. If he had a bottle of Feminine Hygiene, Wang Xiaomie could sing "Cleanliness is H..." in no time.
Thinking he would be suspended and beaten, Wang Xiaomie washed his bottom with a tearful face.
Damn it! I've had enough of this!
"What? Does senior brother feel unsatisfied? Do I have to do something to make senior brother satisfied?" Wind and rain taunted, as if about to pull off his clothes. "Since it's what senior brother wants, I will definitely satisfy..."
"…"
As soon as he put his hand down, Wang Xiaomie shivered all over, not daring to be cheeky in front of Wind and rain, even if Wind and rain's face turned into a smile. Wang Xiaomie still felt lingering fear and didn't dare to show off in front of him.
The atmosphere between the two suddenly returned to how it was at the beginning, even more so, as Wang Xiaomie now feared Wind and rain even more.
As Wang Xiaomie, who had been crouching all this time, was suddenly embraced by someone, the other person knelt down, one hand held the back of his head, and the open, large hand gently pressed his head against the shoulder, while the other hand dipped into the basin and pressed against the soft, cold area soaked in water.
Huh??
Huh!!!
"No need! No need! I'll do it myself—don't touch me, I'll do it myself—ah!" Wang Xiaomie let out a cry. Oh my god, the big fellow is being lewd!
He twisted and turned in the big fellow's embrace like an eel, but unfortunately couldn't escape the big fellow's sturdy embrace. He ended up being gently washed like a salted fish.
After washing for a while, the big fellow touched everything he shouldn't have, then finally lifted Wang Xiaomie up and gently wiped away the water stains with a cloth.
"I don’t want anyone to touch my lantern, and no one is allowed to see your body. If the lantern is seen, it will get dirty…"
"Dirty things all need to be cleaned."
"If it's dirty on the skin, wash it off. If it's dirty in the flesh, cut it out. If it's dirty in the heart... I'll pull it out from inside and throw it away..."
"Alright, now you're clean, Meng Deng..."
Whiff wind threw the towel, embraced the pants-less Wang Xiaomie tightly, affectionately opened his collar, letting his own chest touch the other, the thin white undershirt transferring the warmth of their cold chests to each other.
"Meng Deng, you smell so good, I want to eat you. Can I take a bite?"
"..."
"Haha, I'm just kidding..."
Wang Xiaomie's chest became colder, while Whiff wind's, though also cold, still had a faint heartbeat.
Wang Xiaomie looked at the stubborn and infatuated look in Whiff wind's eyes, and struggled to swallow a mouthful of spit.
In the future, anyone who tells me this guy isn't crazy, I'll argue with them! Where is he not crazy? This is clearly a deepening of psychosis plus terminal ice cold!
"Senior brother, are you hungry?"
"I, I'm not hungry, I just ate..."
"No, you're hungry, you need me." Whiff wind suddenly lowered his head and asked with a smiling face, his black pupils dilated, and a blood-red pattern at his brow, making people dizzy.
Wang Xiaomie shook his head, feeling dizzy, as if a tired person could not stop closing their eyelids. Just before Wang Xiaomie closed his eyes, he vaguely saw Whiff wind open his collar and expose his neck, using his fingernail to make a long cut on it...
Doesn't that hurt?
"Eat it, Meng Deng, you always intentionally say things to annoy me. But how could I be angry with you? When you wake up, you will accept me like before..."
Lips touched something soft, Wang Xiaomie licked it.
Ugh, it's bitter...