One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

It was foggy outside, the wooden house was surrounded by woods, and there was a thin layer of mist floating in the woods.

The boy was covered in mist, standing outside the wooden house, his lips curled up slightly, with an inexplicable evil look.

When he saw Ling Qiong, he immediately raised the corners of his mouth, and it became warm in an instant.

Ling Qiong: "..." Is this a face-changing art?

Jing Chennian's tone was natural: "Why did Miss Sang wake up so early?"

Ling Qiong looked behind him, and asked quietly, "Where have you been so early?"

Jing Chennian: "I couldn't sleep, I wanted to go out to have a look, but I found that the fog was too thick, so I came back."

Ling Qiong raised her eyebrows: "Really?"

Jing Chennian: "Otherwise, where does Miss Sang think I'm going?"

Ling Qiong shrugged, "I don't know where you have been." She paused for a moment, took a step forward, raised her hand to hide the blood on Jing Chennian's lapel into the jacket outside, and brought it close to his ear, "But I I know, if you don’t hide your little tail properly, people will find out.”

Jing Chennian stood still, his star pupils narrowed slightly, and a dangerous light flashed by.

Ling Qiong felt that the surrounding fog was moving a little strangely, she took a step back, and tilted her head to look at Jing Chennian: "I won't report on you, don't be so nervous, right?"

Jing Chennian raised his hand to straighten his clothes, and asked unhurriedly, "What is Miss Sang going to report on me?"

Ling Qiong: "..."

convinced.

The boy's psychological quality is absolutely perfect!

Ling Qiong pulled the corners of her mouth down, and turned the subject 180 degrees, "I'm a little hungry, please get me something to eat."

Jing Chennian: "Miss Sang, I'm not your servant, am I?"

Ling Qiong was very unruly, pulled his sleeve and shook it, and coquettishly: "Please, I'm so hungry."

Jing Chennian: "..." Is it appropriate to treat him like a stranger?

…

Jing Chennian got some food from somewhere, Ling Qiong ate almost, and the rest of the people in the wooden house woke up one after another.

After sleeping like this for a whole night, most people feel their bodies are stiff and their backs ache.

"What time is it?"

"Why is there so much fog outside?" Someone stood at the door and looked out. The fog almost filled the door, and the visible range was less than one meter.

"Is it normal to have fog on the mountain?" Someone also said.

"Did any of you see Xiong Jian?" Niu Xin looked around and asked everyone without seeing Xiong Jian.

Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads: "I didn't see it."

The wooden house is only so big, there is no place to hide people, everyone felt nervous and uneasy.

Something happened to Zhang Zhi last night, now it won't be...

Ling Qiong turned her head to look at Jing Chennian, who answered Niu Xin's question as usual, showing nothing unusual.

"When I got up, she was already awake." Zhou Qin pointed at Ling Qiong, "She should know."

People sit in the house, and the pot comes from the sky.

Ling Qiong glanced at Jing Chennian again, who lowered his eyes to the ground, as if he had nothing to do with him.

Ling Qiong: "..." You can do it, son!

Niu Xin had already walked in front of Ling Qiong, took a few glances, and asked in a deep voice, "Have you seen Xiong Jian?"

Ling Qiong rolled her eyes gracefully, "Where should I go to see him?"

Zhou Qin chimed in, "You should be the first to get up, so you didn't notice that there were few people?"

Ling Qiong glanced at her and sneered, "Why, I don't care if you live or not? I'm your father?"

Zhou Qin: "..."

Ling Qiong was right.

But if normal people find that there are fewer people, in this environment, they will definitely call everyone up.

But what about her?

When she woke up, they didn't know.

I don't even know when Xiong Jian disappeared.

Everyone has nothing to do with her, so they can't gang up on her, right?

Zhao Kun: "The housekeeper and the young master of his family are also not there, are they..."

Niu Xin was quite loyal and wanted to go out immediately, "I'll go out and look for it."

The teacher kindly stopped him, "It's so foggy outside now, it's dangerous to go out, who knows if those things are still there last night?"

Thinking of what happened last night, Niu Xin's face changed slightly, and he didn't dare to go out again.

…

The dense fog cleared up after two hours, and Niu Xin couldn't wait any longer, so he went out to look for Xiong Jian.

The others hesitated, and Jiang Cha went out second without saying a word, carrying her pink schoolbag.

Everyone saw that one of the little sisters had gone out, and they were embarrassed to stay, and went out to find someone.

Ling Qiong followed Jing Chennian slowly in order to show that she was 'communicative'.

Jing Chennian and Zhao Kun walked together, and the two went to the villa where the tent was set up last night, Ling Qiong followed them not too far away, trailing behind them.

Zhao Kun was a little strange: "What is she following us for?"

Jing Chennian looked back, and said very gently: "I don't know either, why don't you ask her?"

Zhao Kun: "..." It's better to say goodbye.

This little girl feels a little evil.

The villa has been turned into ruins, scorched black, shrouded in a thin mist, like a pitch-black beast squatting there.

On the open space in front of the villa, the tents were in a mess, and the ground seemed to have been violently turned over by something.

"Zhang Zhi is gone..." Zhao Kun checked the tent, but did not see Zhang Zhi's body.

Jing Chennian: "Maybe it was taken away by those things."

"What happened to those ghost hands last night?" Zhao Kun couldn't figure it out, "This dungeon is weird."

Jing Chennian agrees: "It's a bit strange."

Zhao Kun and Jing Chennian looked at Ling Qiong, who was squatting beside him, flipping the soil with a branch without restraint.

Sensing that someone was watching, Ling Qiong raised her head, her little face was innocent and blank, "What are you looking at me for? Have you packed it up?"

Zhao Kun: "..."

Jing Chennian: "..."

There were things left behind by everyone in the tent last night. Zhao Kun dug them out and put them back together. Jing Chennian seemed to be moving, but in fact he was paddling the whole way without doing anything useful at all.

Ling Qiong turned around for a while, but found nothing, so she gave up playing in the mud and wandered over to Jing Chennian's side.

"do you need my help?"

Jing Chennian politely refused, "Don't dirty Miss Sang's hands."

"That's right." Ling Qiong stretched out her hand and showed it in front of him, "After all, I will use it for you in the future."

Jing Chennian: "???"

After Ling Qiong finished speaking, she walked up to Zhao Kun with her hands behind her back and asked him if he wanted to help.

Zhao Kun shook his head in horror and refused.

There was no use for it, Ling Qiong sighed, squatted back, and continued to use the branches to turn over the soil.

…

"ah--"

A scream came from the dense forest in the distance, and the scattered people immediately gathered in that direction.

That place was not far from the villa and the wooden house. It was a withered tree with two people hanging on it.

One is Zhang Zhi who died for no reason in the tent last night, and the other is Xiong Jian who is missing.

Both of them were head down, their feet were tied with vines, hanging on the tree, staggering, there was solidified dark red blood on the ground.