C22 The Same Marten

His eyes as deep as a knife are so strong that they actually scare me awake!

"Aiyo, damn it." I pat my little heart and let out a few turbid breaths in a row. Only then did I manage to pull my heart back from jumping out. Before I could react, I bumped into a pair of dark and gloomy eyes.

"You... Why are you looking at me like that?" I hid my body and looked at Jin Mu anxiously. He didn't sleep at night. He looked at me... Why are you looking at me?

In the end, he kept staring at me, making me feel guilty.

"I just find it strange. Why are you so surprised that you don't sleep at night?" Jin Mu gave me a very disgusted look. "Or did you have nightmares at night because you had a guilty conscience?"

I directly gave him a face full of contempt and retorted. "What you said is really interesting. Do you think I have more guilty conscience than you?"

"No, so I never sleep. I just close my eyes to rest." Jin Mu replied and actually admitted it...

Suddenly, his eyes lit up and caught Jin Mu. I looked around and lowered my voice. Afraid that others would hear me, I said, "Jin Mu, let me tell you, I just dreamt about the Underworld. The scene inside was exactly the same as what I saw at Necropolis. That's not all. I even saw the Underworld King in the Underworld. He wanted to exile all the ghost servants in the house into the Wilderness, and his Magistrate wrote on the book. He said that he was licentious and that he was plagued by some sort of illness... "

I thought about it and told Jin Mu about the scene I dreamt of. He looked at me from top to bottom with a strange and suspicious gaze. "You said that you dreamt of the Underworld?"

I nodded. He didn't mishear me. I did indeed dream of the Underworld.

Then, I was rewarded with a fist above my head. "Zao, are you teasing me? You're still alive, so how could you have gone to the Underworld? If you hadn't been to the Underworld, how could you have known that you were dreaming about the Underworld? "

" But I've seen it before at Necropolis. It's exactly the same. " I muttered to Jin Mu. I was very sure that I was right. The key was that I was still unwilling to give up and added another sentence. "If the Underworld isn't like what I said, then tell me. What exactly is the Underworld like!?"

Jin Mu pressed his body forward and looked at me with a complicated expression. After that, he licked his dry lips and added coldly. "If you really want to know, I'll take you down and let you take a good look."

Go down...

His words are very well-spoken, scaring me so much that my body couldn't help but shiver. Then I smiled at him while shivering, "That, I don't want to, I just want to live well. Ah... I'm so sleepy now. Can I sleep?"

I looked bitterly at Jin Mu. I was joking with him. I'm begging him not to worry...

Jin Mu looked at me in disgust and straightened his body. He said he wanted to walk around and make me sit there obediently. I nodded and looked at him. I watched him leave happily. As long as I wasn't within his sight range, I would be happy, happy, and happy.

Just as he exhaled and prepared to change his mood to continue sleeping, he heard the sound of two men talking behind him.

The ones speaking were Wang Jue and Wang Yong, whom I had a bad time with in the car. Their voices were lowered, not because they had good qualities and did not want to disturb the dreams of the people in the car, but...

It was because they had something very important to plan.

Wang Yong stretched his neck and looked at the carriage in front of him. "The bead on that little girl's neck is really good. That color is obviously a good thing. Maybe she dug it out from the ground and accompanied the dead."

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Mm, what he said makes sense. Although I don't know if the bead on my neck is good or if it was dug out from the ground, but since it was given to me by Jin Mu, most likely I have accompanied a dead person...

He asked me to hang this thing on my neck, is it really... really good?

"Is that so?" Wang Jue was also interested. I thought he was handsome before, but now I knew he was the same as that Wang Yong!

He lowered his voice and said, "So, we have to steal it?" As he spoke, he made a gesture and licked his lips.

He looked extremely wretched.

However, I especially support his actions. If he really wants to steal it later... I will close my eyes and pretend that I don't know anything... And if it wasn't because I'm afraid that Jin Mu will pursue this matter in the future, I simply want to give the pearl to him.

With just this thing, I will be a burden if I keep it. He likes it, he likes to give it to him.

I will close my eyes in satisfaction and wait for him to steal it...

However, Wang Yong also gave Wang Jue a hard knock on his head. His voice was also suppressed to a low pitch. "What nonsense are you talking about? You don't dare to steal that thing. You didn't see the man who followed her. His gaze is too terrifying. He must have killed someone."

Wang Yong's voice was trembling as he stammered. " Although that pearl was very good, it was not worth offending such a master for it. He can kill us all " After saying that, he made a hand gesture to wipe his neck. I can also tell that he is really afraid of Jin Mu.

I cried out in my heart. He really has no future. He has the heart of a thief, but he doesn't have the courage to do so.

But he was right. Jin Mu must have killed someone before, and offending such an evil ghost for the sake of a pearl is really not worth it...

I can only sigh, looks like I have to get another petty thief to take over the pearl on my neck. That... That was not a bead, it was a hot potato!

"Then, won't you steal it?" Wang Jue was still somewhat unwilling and asked again.

Wang Yong rolled his eyes at him. "What do you want to steal? I'm asking you, is it more important to earn money or to keep your life? We don't want to do his business. We have other options. " As he spoke, he gestured at the old man with his mouth. The old man had already fallen asleep, but even in his dreams... He still tightly hugged his big bag, unwilling to let go...

"There must be something good in that bag." Wang Yong coldly snorted, "Otherwise, why did he keep looking so closely, and not let anyone touch it? That bag was thick and heavy. Who knows how many good things were inside."

It was not an exaggeration to say that when he said this, his eyes were shining.

I also followed his gaze and looked at the old man. It was probably because he was too tired during the journey. The old man closed his eyes and slept soundly. He didn't think that anyone would have designs on his bag.

I sighed lightly and felt that they were looking at me. I could only turn my gaze away.

Pretending that I was still sleeping, I pretended that I didn't hear anything. I didn't see anything. Wang Jue was almost a fugitive. I couldn't afford to offend him, so it was better for me to hide.