Chapter 222 Under the Market

Looking at the human skull picked up by the steamed bun on the ground, Li Huowang immediately reacted. The other bone that the steamed bun had picked up before must also be a human bone.

"Has the steamed bun been fed with my human skin and started to like eating people?"

Li Huowang felt very regretful and looked at the steamed bun sitting there with a very ugly face.

"Huh?" Seeing that his master didn't respond, the confused Mantou tilted his head and once again used his black nose to press the skull towards Li Huowang's feet.

Li Huowang reached out and touched the bun's head over and over again.

"Brush!" Li Huowang raised a dagger and quickly cut off a small piece of flesh from his own body and threw it in front of Mantou.

Immediately afterwards, Li Huowang held up the bloody dagger and kept aiming it at Mantou's neck.

As long as the dog shows any signs of being attracted to the meat, it will be stabbed immediately.

Although he and the dog have developed feelings after getting along day and night, it is absolutely impossible to keep a dog that likes to eat human flesh by his side, not only for himself but also for the sake of others.

After looking at the steamed bun with his tongue hanging out, he was still immersed in his touch and was not attracted by the piece of flesh. Li Huowang slowly put away the dagger.

Steamed Bun has not turned into a mad dog that likes to eat people. He just likes to go around grabbing things to please himself.

The steamed bun was just an animal, and there was obviously a person more suspicious than him.

It was obviously human bones, but Sun Baolu said they were horse bones. This was obviously problematic.

"Why did that kid lie to me?" Li Huowang frowned gradually. Now any contact they had with the Qingqiu people was through the hands of that kid. If he really had a problem, it would be a big problem.

"Senior Brother Li, what's wrong? Why don't you talk? Are you feeling a little bored? If you feel a little bored, let's go back." Bai Lingmiao, who felt something was wrong in the atmosphere, said empathetically.

"No, it's just that Steamed Bun just came over with a donkey's hoof in his mouth. It's right in front of you. If you don't believe it, you can touch its head."

When Bai Lingmiao touched the familiar head of the steamed bun, a smile appeared on her face again. "It turns out it's really a steamed bun. I found that it likes to hold things back in its mouth recently. I don't know where it learned it."

When he saw that the steamed bun was about to lick Bai Lingmiao's hand with his tongue, Li Huowang pulled Bai Lingmiao's hand away.

"This is indeed a bad habit. The steamed buns are gone, let's continue shopping." Li Huowang kicked the half of the skull away and said to the girl next to him.

This small episode did not interrupt Li Huowang's interest in taking Bai Lingmiao to play. They still continued to wander throughout the market.

He was on his way tomorrow, and he couldn't disrupt Bai Lingmiao's good mood because of some insignificant things.

As for the suspicion towards Sun Baolu, he also kept it hidden.

In order to prevent Bai Lingmiao from peeking at those frightening things, Li Huowang took Bai Lingmiao as far away from those places as possible. However, because of this, the two of them had very limited walking routes throughout the market.

Later, many people in Qingqiu watched the cripple and the blind man walking around the same place in the market over and over again, but the words in the lame man's mouth were always different.

Under Li Huowang's vivid description, without eyes, Bai Lingmiao saw a market that was far more interesting than reality.

The two of them walked around all day. As the sun gradually set, the sky became darker and the temperature began to get colder.

"Miaomiao, it's getting dark, it's almost time for us to go back." Li Huowang reached out and took off the ribbon on Bai Lingmiao's face.

Bai Lingmiao blinked her long white eyelashes and looked around with some expectation, but she was disappointed to find that she didn't see any of the vivid and wonderful things Li Huowang said.

"It's getting dark, and it's normal for others to close their stalls, so let's go back." Li Huowang explained to his side gently.

Bai Lingmiao looked up at the sky and nodded in agreement. "That's right, forget it, let's go, today is really interesting."

Seeing the smile on Bai Lingmiao's face, Li Huowang felt a little distressed. Is this enough?

"Senior Brother Li, look at the steamed buns following us."

Li Huowang saw Bai Lingmiao scratching the chin of the steamed bun and said, "Stop touching it, the dog is very dirty."

"No, the steamed bun is very clean. Every time there is a river, he jumps in to wash himself."

Looking at Bai Lingmiao, who knew nothing, and Steamed Bun, who also knew nothing, Li Huowang finally said nothing and limped back on crutches.

Seeing this, Bai Lingmiao quickly put down the steamed buns, helped Li Huowang up again, and leaned on him to help him share part of the weight.

"Wang!" Steamed Bun barked, sticking out his tongue and wagging his tail, circling around Li Huowang and Bai Lingmiao.

The quiet atmosphere did not last long. Li Huowang and Bai Lingmiao soon saw a familiar face on the deserted street. That was Sun Baolu who was driving dozens of sheep.

When he saw Li Huowang, he was obviously very happy and rushed towards him with his sheep.

"Senior Brother Li, look at these sheep, they are in so many different shapes! It took me a whole day to pick out such good sheep."

"By the way, Senior Sister Bai, this is the money left over from buying sheep."

Li Huowang took another look at Sun Baolu, who still found nothing unusual, and said calmly, pretending not to find anything, "In that case, drive the sheep back, and we can hit the road tomorrow. Go faster, and you can go faster too." Reunion with family.”

"Yeah!!" Sun Baolu didn't notice that something was wrong with Li Huowang's expression, so he turned around and started to herd the sheep.

There was nothing to say along the way. When he arrived at the tent inn, Sun Baolu took the time to drive the sheep to the oxcart in earnest.

He boasted to Zhao Wu who was looking at the car, how well he picked the sheep, and how he bargained for the lowest price.

"Old Sun, aren't we almost home? How successful are we like this?" Zhao Wu, who was eating yellow pancakes, looked at Sun Baolu in surprise. In his impression, he was not like this.

"I'm really confused. You're different from us. There's nothing wrong with you. So why does the maniac want to arrest you?"

Sun Baolu's expression froze, and he pulled his sleeves closer, "There is no reason for the leper to arrest people. The sheep are all here. Just count them. This is what we will eat in the future. Be careful."

With Zhao Wu's full agreement, Sun Baolu turned around and left the carriage and walked towards his residence.

Just when he couldn't help but have a smile on his face, he began to think about meeting his family again after so many days. The brisk pace suddenly stopped.

Sun Baolu looked at Li Huowang, who was leaning against a wooden pillar in front of him. There was something wrong with the way the other party looked at him.