Thinking of this, Wuming became even more anxious and walked step by step along the cave. The more you went inside, the more anxious it became. It turned out that there was another cave inside. The dense paths were complicated, and the dark and deep caves were as numerous as the sand of the Ganges River. There were countless numbers. Wuming was stunned. Where should he go out?
The exit when I came was already closed and I could no longer leave. So I had to continue walking forward.
However, so many holes and exits seemed to be able to go out at any time, but they became more and more messy. Only then did they realize that they were always trapped nearby, spinning around in circles. Wuming was angry and anxious, and couldn't help but let out a long roar. The roar gradually became lower, and in the end, it became silent disappointment. It seemed that he was completely lost and could not return to Diewu's side.
The alien spirit was always by his side. He just left the cave where the booklet was buried. The little guy was obviously reluctant and his eyes were constantly focused on the cave wall. But Wuming was about to leave, and he wanted to follow him, so he finally turned around and walked away.
Wuming was also anxious to go back to meet Diewu, and he didn't even think about where this place was, why did he bury two strange books? He wouldn't carefully check the cave, so he almost missed a major turning point in his life. This is a later story, so I won't mention it for now.
In the past half a day, Lingqi had already regarded Wuming as a good friend. Seeing that he was sad, he squatted next to him silently, rubbing his clothes with his palms from time to time.
Suddenly, the spirit snatched a "splash" and jumped out of the cave, so resolute.
Wuming was shocked and hurriedly chased him out, gathering his eyes and looking forward. He saw an extremely clever little black shadow in the distant mountain wall, like lightning, disappearing without a trace.
Wuming sighed, thinking that Lingqiu was unwilling to share the joys and sorrows with him, leaving him and never coming back, and his heart was extremely sad. A desperate pain began to bite his soul like an ants, lonely and desolate.
"I'm going to starve to death here." Wuming murmured.
It was like hell, without a companion, and everything was just one dark and deep cave after another.
Wuming finally roared: "What the hell is this? I don't want to starve to death here, I want to see Butterfly Wu!"
A young man who once lost his memory now has extremely simple thoughts. When he encounters desperate situations, he is inevitably panicked like a child who cannot grow up. This is an inevitable reaction. Wuming is now showing this kind of expression, despair, loneliness, fear, miss, and other feelings that influence his thinking.
But Wuming is not an ordinary person! In an instant, his face once again showed a sense of unyielding spirit.
He was going out, going to meet Diewu, taking her back to the world, and giving her a good life!
This belief supported him, making his steps more stable and firmer.
Finally, Wuming continued to walk forward step by step.
However, all efforts seemed to be in vain. In this place that is not divided into east, west, south and north, the more you go, the light of day is gone. Thinking of Diewu, this woman who had a husband-and-wife relationship with him for a night, I am afraid that she will not be able to meet again. The promise that she promised to stay with her until old age is not fulfilled. When I think about it, I feel even more ashamed of Diewu.
Wuming thought in a daze and sighed again. Suddenly, he heard the "squeak" sound in his mind. He hurriedly turned around, but Lingqi returned. He couldn't help but be overjoyed, rushed up to report it, and tears couldn't stop flowing down.
In this desperate place, it is a great honor to be able to obtain a "friend" like Ling Zi, who is unabandoned.
Ling Ni looked at Wuming, laughed and jumped. He held a lot of unknown wild fruits in his arms and threw them towards Wuming. Wuming then realized that Ling Ni was looking for food for him, and he had doubted it, and he felt ashamed.
There were a lot of wild fruits, but Wuming didn't dare to eat too much. In addition to reserve some for Lingqi, he also left some for Diewu. He only ate a little. After eating, he realized where these fruits were picked?
Although Wuming's brain is not effective, some simple principles can still be understood. After eating the fruit, he couldn't help but think: Where did Lingqi pick these wild fruits?
Where there are wild fruits, it must be not in the cave, because the dark environment in the sun is not suitable for plants to grow. As we walked along the way, there were no other creatures except holes, and there were even less plants.
Wuming thought, couldn't help but feel happy and asked quickly: "Lingqi, where did you pick these things? Take me there!"
Ling Niu squeaked and whispered, but did not take Wuming there.
Wuming said anxiously: "If you don't lead the way, we can't live without this place!"
Lingqi touched the back of her head, shook her head, and kept squeaking, still motionless.
Wuming couldn't help but get angry, and his tone became colder: "Start the way, or I'll ignore you!"
Lingqi, as if she had no choice, finally slowly walked back to the road. Wuming was worried and followed him and urged him to walk. After a long time, he didn't go far. It seemed that Lingqi was reluctant to take Wuming to that place.
Wuming didn't think too much, just wanted to go out quickly. Seeing Butterfly Wu was more important than anything else. But Ling Ni didn't cooperate, there was nothing I could do. Finally, Wuming sighed, no longer so sharp, and said softly: "Ling Ni, is that place scary?"
Unexpectedly, the monster that alien spirit, who was not afraid of, nodded desperately at this time. Obviously, that place was not a good place!
"Then...how did you get your wild fruit?" Wuming asked.
Ling Qi scratched her scalp, suddenly jumped up and took it into Wuming's arms. The lighter, which he thought was the most precious in his eyes, suddenly came to Ling Qi's palm. Ling Qi grinned and threw the lighter back. Wuming reached out to take it, wondering.
After thinking for a long time, I don’t know what this means, Wuming is in trouble.
Ling Yi was even more unwilling to give up. His claws suddenly made a tearing move, and a strange sound squeaked from his mouth, subtle, hoarse, and strange, like the word "grabbing". Wuming listened several times before he understood it. He opened his eyes wide and asked, "Are you saying that the wild fruit snatched it?"
Then Lingqi nodded desperately and Wuming asked the question, which made it extremely happy.
"Are you snatching someone else's stuff?" Wuming still didn't believe it, "Is there anyone else living nearby?"
The spirit squeaked and nodded constantly. At the end, he showed an innocent expression. He rubbed his palms straight and rubbed his legs. His teeth creaked, obviously angry and hated.
Wuming went to see its legs, a deep and long scar suddenly penetrated his eyes, and blood was still flowing, as if it was hurt by something like sword. He had seen Lingru beat the stone wall with the palm of flesh and blood to make the stone fly, and it was obvious that he was a good guy who was infiltrated and injured the sword so much. I couldn't help but feel distressed and angry.
At that moment, Wuming tore off his torn clothes and bandaged Lingqi's wound. Then he said coldly: "Let's go find the person who hurts you! Humph, whoever dares to bully you is just not able to get along with me. Wuming must vent his anger for you!"