Easton and the Serpent's Coil Chapter 10

Several copper beads rolled on the ground, and the weather-beaten man with sculpted temples bent down to pick them up. They were wiped clean one by one and put into the purse, and when they were tied around the mouth, there was a tinkling sound of copper bells. Opposite stood an old man holding an abacus, plucking the beads loudly.

"Let's go after we've settled." The old man didn't even raise his head. He waved his hand and said, "Quickly give up your seat to the people behind you."

Without saying a word, the man turned around and pushed away the crowd, squeezing his way to the market. Paxton Ah was knocked around all the way until his eyes were black. At this moment, he could only lie dying on the ground and let others weigh him, watching the culprit disappear into the sea of   people.

The man tied up his collar and hooded his face, hiding his taciturn face in the shadows, vaguely revealing some cold lines. He looked intently in the crowded streets, like a stone passing through the hustle and bustle, neither eye-catching nor interested. He jumped into the alley and smashed a narrow door.

The door slowly opened half way, revealing the woman's sleepy face with half-faded makeup. Hua Di leaned against the door, not even bothering to put on her coat. When she saw the man, she said, "It's a waste of time again. Your pocket is empty, isn't it? You B@st@ard, you just treat this place as an inn, just to show off."

Hua Di cursed but gave way. The man stepped in and felt a warm and fragrant aroma rushing towards his face. He took off his hood, curled up and sat down on the woman's couch. Wine and porridge were simmering on the small stove, and his hands and feet, which had been frozen all day and night, finally warmed up.

Hua Di rustled into the quilt, with her back on her back, and squinted for a while. He couldn't hear anyone moving behind him, so he cursed again, "I went to the deep mountains and wild forests, and I can't even eat!"

The man made some wine and took a sip. He just sat there with his eyes half drooped. The room was quiet. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the unpacked sundries and knew that Hua Di had received guests again last night. His throat rolled, and he let out a low sigh. He fell down on the small couch that was less than his body length, curled up and closed his eyes.

"Is there any news from the north?" the man asked in a low voice.

Hua Di opened her eyes and stared at the tacky curtains. The small mirror hanging above could only accommodate one of her eyes, blurring the fine lines at the corners of her eyes. She raised her fingers and smoothed her hair, and replied sharply, "I thought you had given up, and you walked away for ten and a half days without asking, but it turns out you are still thinking about it."

The man couldn't turn over and looked a little embarrassed on the narrow couch. But he looked normal, he was used to it.

"I only have one daughter," he said.

The tip of Hua Di's nose felt sore. She quickly pressed the corners of her eyes and hummed in a steady voice, saying, "You are a dead mother-in-law and you are too poor to take the blame. Who will be willing to follow you? You can't even get a mother-in-law, so how many daughters do you expect to have?" ? "

The man said: "One is enough."

Hua Di said: "No one has come from the north yet, and it will be difficult to walk on the snowy road. It will take a few more days. Besides, Zhongdu is so big, how can it be so easy to find a kidnapped children? Don't you understand."

The man stopped talking and fell asleep. He ran hard all the way and realized that there was a monster chasing him. Fortunately, he took a magical treasure with him and was able to escape. Now that he has entered the city, as long as he mixes the scent, he is not afraid that the monster will follow him again.

The tip of Cang Ji's nose moved slightly and he said, "I can't find him. The place is so crowded that you can't tell the difference if you get in. Easton, where is your bell?"

Easton looked around the crowd and said, "It's gone."

There is a boundary department to monitor the area, and a mortal government office is set up to suppress evil. There are also countless human beings and monsters mixed in. The layers of barriers make Tong Ling's perception weak.

"This town is not small. If you want a copper bell, you will definitely be looking for a needle in a haystack." Cang Ji said, "I guess he definitely doesn't dare to go out casually, so there is no need to rush. Hey, I have been running all night, and I am very hungry now."

Easton picked up the stone figure and walked along the street. When he closed his eyes for a moment, he could feel the demonic aura around him, and monsters wearing human skin could be seen everywhere. Not only that, he could even sense that the god in charge was patrolling between the temples.

This is where things get tricky.

"Can you eat it?" Cang Ji suddenly leaned down from the side and leaned against Easton's ear. "You feed it to me, or I go look for food. With so many people, it's not surprising that there are one or two missing." Bar."

"You can try it." Easton said, "The god in charge here is Hui Yu, who is under the throne of Sha Gejun Sterling Li. God-given eagle eyes can see the true form of monsters and not be disturbed by their illusions. It also has general knowledge. When the consciousness is not dormant, he can see your every move. "

"Wouldn't that be peeping into people's privacy, and there is no virtue at all." Cang Ji said, touching his chest, "Can he see through clothes?

Easton looked at him, and the little stone man looked at him too.

Cang Ji raised his chin slightly, "If you want to see it, just say so. But if he is like this, won't your eyes get blurry? There are more people than monsters here."

Easton said: "He only sees monsters when he opens his eyes, and mortals when he closes his eyes."

"Then if he wants to look at you, should he open his eyes or close them?"

Easton said: "I'm blind."

"Just a chat." Cang Ji held Easton's shoulders with his fingers, holding him under him as if supporting him, "Why are you so nervous?"

"My hands and feet are all moving." Easton raised his hand to push away Cangji's hand, "This is no longer a chat."

"Are you being prudent or really stubborn? You and I have known each other for a long time, so it's appropriate to be so close." Cang Ji put his arm on his shoulder, "Come closer, you are my most important person now, I can't afford to lose you."

"Excuse me," Easton said, "open the way ahead."

Cang Ji led him through the crowd, receiving some malicious glances from time to time. Cang Ji just weighed each one in his mind. This one was too thin, that one was too fat, and all were too ugly. He couldn't eat any of them.

Easton followed his gaze and saw a lynx smiling coyly. Cang Ji was staring at it so that the tips of its ears turned red, and its eyes were looking at Cang Ji charmingly.

"It's just right to be fat and thin," Cang Ji said, "but it's inconvenient to remove the head and eat it raw. There's nowhere to bury your head here."

"Do you just want to eat her?" Easton asked.

Cang Ji immediately showed a "what if" expression and said clearly, "It's indecent to eat raw, and I won't eat it in front of you. But you and I can't be separated. You can close your eyes when I eat. Don't you Do you still have compassion for monsters?"

"No." Easton replied and stopped asking.

Cang Ji walked on the street. He was a little interested at first, but then he became bored. Because there were always people coming and going, and none of the things he said or played were his preference, or even something he could easily understand. He felt as if he was still on the mountain, just watching people from a distance. He didn't understand why people laughed or blushed. His heart felt cold and hard under his skin, and he felt neither beauty nor yearning.

Easton entered the inn, like an ordinary mortal, his appearance no longer attracted attention, he was just ordinary and mediocre, nothing unusual. Cang Ji knew that he had concealed his appearance, watched him hand over the silver beads, and then followed him upstairs.

"Do people just live here?" Cang Ji fell on the bed, rolled around, raised his head and looked at Jing Lin, "It's no different from home."

Easton said: "Since there is no difference, go to your room."

"What's the problem if you want me to leave? You can just carry me out and throw me away like before." Cang Ji raised his hand and grabbed the corner of Easton's clothes and pulled it in front of him, "How much do you know about the world?" Guang, have you been here before?"

Easton didn't answer. The little stone man jumped hard and landed on Cang Ji's belly. Cang Ji raised his fingers and flicked away without thinking, only pulling Jing Lin along.

"answer."

Easton took off his coat and turned around to leave. Unexpectedly, Cang Ji climbed up quickly, threw him into his arms, grabbed his hands, and pulled him into his arms.

"You still don't understand this whole journey." Cang Ji leaned dangerously against Jing Lin's temples, "Who is the master between you and me now?"

Easton's sleeves slipped a little, exposing his wrists, which turned red from being caught by Cang Ji. He didn't even move an eyebrow, he just said calmly, "If everything has to be about dignity, I'm afraid it won't be good for you."

"My benefits are all here." Cang Ji said, "In my palm, no one can decide for me except me."

"That's really gratifying." Easton was neither sick nor slow.

Cang Ji hated his attitude again, so he dragged Jing Lin to the bed, pressed his back on the quilt. Cang Ji lowered his head, already showing a bit of cruelty, but he still smiled and said, "You have no intention of bowing your head at all, and you are not even afraid. I remembered again, you were like this when you abandoned me, neither I'm not sorry but I'm wondering if you have any heart at all and are you considered a human being."

Half of Easton's face sank between the quilts, and a section of white was exposed on the back of his neck. His lips tightened and he sneered when he heard the words, "Don't you remember? I am a dead person."

"Most dead people can't speak." Cang Ji saw that the flesh on the back of his neck was easily accessible, and he couldn't help but be ready to make a move, and said, "I'll give you another chance, let's talk properly. Have you been here before? Were you a mortal before you became a god? ? "

"I never ask how the food feels and where my home is before eating." Easton's eyes narrowed slightly, "You always look extra special in some places..."

Before Easton finished speaking, he closed his eyes and took a breath.

Cang Ji bit the flesh of the back of his neck. The warm, never-touched place was like a delicacy, making Cang Ji unable to stop. He really tasted the refreshing nourishment full of spiritual energy again. They surged into his body in an endless stream, making him even somewhat unable to contain it.

Eat him, as long as you eat him, his indifference and wariness will be swallowed together and disappear.

Cang Ji grinded his teeth slightly and bit the skin. He greedily licked the little bit of blood and was about to swallow it when he realized that Easton had already lowered his head.

Cang Ji suddenly let go and raised his body. He turned over Jing Lin and found that Jing Lin had fallen asleep and was feeling cold all over.

wrong.

Cang Ji felt something was wrong. It is true that he has always wanted to eat Easton, but even if he was tempted by flesh and blood, he would not be so crazy. He vaguely noticed that since he was stained with Easton's blood, he seemed to be the one who was swallowed. He must figure out what Easton is, otherwise he will feel like he is between the fingers of others, being pushed and manipulated all the time.

Cang Ji wiped the corners of his lips and looked out the window. The little stone man staggered and fell between the mattresses. Cang Ji poked it a few times to see that it was depressed.

"What I bit was Easton." Cang Ji put his fingertips on the face of the little stone man and stared at it and said, "Why are you weak?"

The little stone man remained motionless, patted his fingers away, and buried his head in the quilt. Cang Ji picked it up, put it on his chest, and lay on his side to look at Jing Lin.

"It would be better if he couldn't speak like you." In the end, he regretted it and just said, "Forget it, he is just like a boring gourd. Hey, how long have you been following him? Why is he so kind to you?" We were all raised to play together, is there any order of precedence?

The little stone man turned over and looked at him, then turned his head as if he was going to sleep. Cang Ji wanted to turn it over, causing it to pick up Cang Ji's fingers and beat them.

Cang Ji played with it for a while, and before he knew it, the sky was getting dark and it was evening. When he was full, he fell asleep.

The wind picked up in the middle of the night and caused the branches outside the window to sway wildly. Cang Ji suddenly woke up, got out of bed, and gently opened the window. The strong wind mixed with the flying snow slapped his face. He looked warily into the night and smelled an unusually foul smell.

A gray crane silhouette suddenly flew past in the dark night, with giant white claws, its eyes flashing like phosphorous fire, and the smell of corpses filled the air wherever it passed. Cang Ji frowned, not knowing what kind of bird it was. He could only see it jumping over the roof, overcoming the flying snow, and swooping down not far away. Then there was the uniform sound of chains clanging on the deserted streets, and the ghosts ran in an orderly manner towards Big Bird. Passing downstairs on the way, one of them felt something and looked up.

The windows suddenly closed, and Easton covered Cangji's mouth and nose, blocking his breath. Cang Ji's breathing quickened slightly, and he actually showed the ferocious look of a monster.

Easton stared at the window paper without moving, but turned his head slightly, and said in Cangji's ear, "Don't bite, don't move, don't make a sound."

Cang Ji's tense body gradually relaxed, and the scales that had appeared slightly on his neck were also hidden, remaining motionless between Jing Lin's arms.

Easton said as if he was commending him: "Very well-behaved."