bookcurios Chapter 153 Is it right or wrong?
Chapter 153 Is it right or wrong?
Chu Xinglan really couldn't bring himself to do anything to these stupid kids, so he planned to follow them to find other people to see if there was any smart guy who could give him some information.
When the disciples of Ziyang Pavilion heard that he was going to travel together, they were naturally happy. With such a great god by their side, their sense of security was instantly overwhelming.
She happily came up to Chu Xinglan, and showered him with compliments as if they were free, making Chu Xinglan feel a little embarrassed.
"Brother Chu, I'll lead the way, go this way."
One of the disciples stepped forward and led the way.
Chu Xinglan judged the direction in his mind. They were basically moving sideways and had no intention of going towards the center of the secret realm. It seemed that they had not lied before.
He just followed these people leisurely, occasionally responding to them, and the atmosphere among the group was quite harmonious for a while.
After walking about ten kilometers, Chu Xinglan saw the messy traces ahead earlier than the others. It was obvious that a battle had taken place.
The strong smell of blood had already drifted into his nose, and he had a rough idea of what was going on.
Sure enough, as they got closer, the disciples also smelled the blood, their faces looked a little bad, and they ran quickly forward.
"Junior brother! Damn it."
Chu Xinglan fell last and swept his eyes across the open space in front of him. Two corpses were lying stiffly in a pool of blood, and broken hands and feet could be seen not far away.
The clothes on the corpse were already tattered, and covered in blood and dust, but they could still be barely recognized as the uniform of a disciple of Ziyang Pavilion.
Chu Xinglan sniffed and smelled a faint scent in the air. It looked like it should be the monster that was chasing him here.
Looking at the scene, the two dead disciples had obviously put up a fierce resistance, but unfortunately it had little effect, and there was basically no blood of monsters at the scene.
The disciples of Ziyang Pavilion looked very sad. They carefully picked up the severed limbs, tidied up the messy clothes of the two dead fellow disciples, and wiped their dirty faces.
After a few whispered discussions, one of them took out a piece of white cloth from his bag and wrapped the two bodies carefully.
Chu Xinglan looked at their actions with some confusion: "What are you going to do?"
Could it be that there were no conditions to make a coffin on site, so they just wrapped it in white cloth?
A disciple turned around, gave him a forced smile, and said with a sob, "After all, this is not Ziyang Pavilion. We have to take them home."
Chu Xinglan was silent. He suddenly began to doubt whether these innocent and affectionate guys were really related to the man in black robe.
Or, is it just because their leader or elder is selfish that they ignore their own disciples and insist on cooperating with the man in black?
Are these disciples still innocent? Was it wrong for him to inexplicably command the giant crocodile to seriously injure them?
But soon, he put these thoughts aside.
This was not what he should be thinking about. His master had said that these people were ghosts, so what he had to do was to take precautions in the secret realm.
He can choose not to kill them, but at least he cannot allow these people to hurt others. If he really made a wrong judgment, he can make up for it after he gets out.
If he let these potentially problematic guys go because of his momentary weakness, causing Song Ling and the others to be seriously injured or lose their lives, that would be a result he could not accept.
Chu Xinglan didn't say anything else, and the disciples also remained silent and quickly cleaned up everything.
The mood of several people was much better than before, and they looked at Chu Xinglan.
"Brother Chu, do you still want to come with us? We plan to collect the bodies of the two disciples who are guarding the rear first, and then go find the brothers who are still alive."
Chu Xinglan glanced at them lightly. In fact, he felt that the other disciple who had not been found yet must be in danger as well. However, looking at these five guys who were trying hard to hold back their grief, he swallowed his words back.
"Let's go. We don't know when the crocodile will come back."
In fact, he couldn't quite explain why he was still following these people. Now there were only five people left in the group, and there was a 90% chance that the last disciple who might have survived had already followed the same fate as the others.
These five guys have also been seriously injured and are no longer a threat.
Not to mention that the giant crocodile was under his control. As long as he told it not to cause trouble for those people, it would not even bother to even look at those people.
His mission had been completed perfectly and he should continue looking for the next target, but he still followed these people silently.
Accompanying a few Zi Yang Pavilion disciples, they collected two more bodies and followed the traces on the ground to continue searching for another disciple.
When it got dark, they finally found the traces, but the god of luck did not favor this seemingly well-behaved and obedient little disciple.
The tattered corpse showed what kind of torture he had endured in his lifetime. His body was so broken that the disciples had to work on it for half an hour with trembling hands.
The sorrowful cries of those who had been greatly stimulated rang in Chu Xinglan's ears. He looked at those people indifferently and stood there for a long time.
Finally, his spiritual consciousness fluctuated for a while, and then he quietly left here.
……
In the jungle, Chu Xinglan pursed his lips and walked step by step in the jungle.
A rumbling sound was heard not far behind him, and thick trees broke at the roots and lay all over the ground.
The giant crocodile, whose scales had been washed until they were shiny and whose body smelled fragrant, finally couldn't bear it anymore after being hit on the head by a broken tree.
"I say, can you find a place where alligators can walk? I'm going to get knocked silly if I keep walking here for a while."
Feeling the message from the giant crocodile, Chu Xinglan stopped and looked back at it.
When he followed the Zi Yang Pavilion disciples to the place where they first separated, the giant crocodile followed the connection between them and came over, but Chu Xinglan did not let it appear.
When I left, I took him with me.
The giant crocodile breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him stop, and lay on the ground, shaking its thick tail.
"Why did you let those little shrimps go again? Just so I could scare them?"
"What kind of bad taste do you have? If this gets out, you'll be laughed at."
It muttered to itself for a long time but saw no response from Chu Xinglan. When it raised its head, it saw a pair of red pupils like its own, filled with emotions it could not understand.
Subconsciously, the giant crocodile looked away and closed its mouth.
After waiting for a long time, Chu Xinglan did not say anything. The giant crocodile lost his patience and asked in a low voice: "Can't we go to a more spacious place? I really don't feel comfortable here."