Chapter 15 I Want To Go Back And Save Him

  Master Qing didn't know when he had already started fighting with that monster, I held the torch and quickly ran towards Dad, because we had more torches, those blood-red hairs also retreated, at this time, I saw a face full of scars, even older, my heart suddenly felt warm, Pei Zi and others had quickly taken out the medicine box to help bandage Dad's wounds.

  "I've finally found you!" I said with a mixture of joy and bitterness suppressed in my heart.

  "Zi'er, is anything wrong?" Dad sighed and pulled my hand, saying: "You really shouldn't have come here, it's too dangerous."

  "I'm fine." I smiled at him. Then I heard Song Ah rushing over to ask, "Master Feng, where are the others?"

  "My dad sighed and shook his head, saying: 'We've been separated for a long time, they won't be here.'"

  As I saw them talking, I stood up and looked at Qing Daoshi who was still fighting the monster. Qing Daoshi flashed a knife and cut the monster, which let out a miserable cry, then quickly pounced on Qing Daoshi. Qing Daoshi remained very calm, grabbed the monster's arm and slammed it heavily onto the wall to our right. Unexpectedly, the monster was really strong, got up and pounced on him again.

  Just as Qing Daoshi swung his knife, another peeled blood corpse suddenly fell from above. Although Qing Daoshi dodged quickly and wasn't hit, he was still scratched by the previous peeled monster, and instantly, blood seeped out of his clothes.

  I saw a monster peeling its skin running towards us, Pei Zi and the others carried my dad and ran away. Song Ah also pulled me back at the first time, I looked back while saying to Song Ah: "Let go of me quickly, why don't you guys go up to help? He is my lifesaver!"

  "Let Master Qing handle it himself, we shouldn't interfere." Songzi didn't let go of me and continued to pull me along as we ran. I suddenly felt that Song Ah was very unfamiliar, what did he mean by "let them solve it themselves"? They could have just stood by and done nothing, but now they were fighting alone against two skin-peeling monsters for our sake, and everyone knew how terrifying those skin-peeling monsters were!

  I shook off Song Ah's hand and stopped, Pei Zi and the others also stopped and asked: "What's wrong?"

  "I'm going back to save him." I said resolutely.

  But Da Meng in Pei Zi's team seemed to have heard a huge joke, and laughed incredulously, saying: "You say you want to go back and save him, don't you know who he is? If even he can't be dealt with, then aren't we going there to seek our own deaths?"

  "Zi'er." My dad also advised me, saying: "Dad just saw you, don't take risks!"

  I took a glance at them and said, "I'll go alone, you can either wait here for me or head to the main tomb chamber first, I'll find you later." After that, I turned around and ran back.

  After running for a while, my back finally crawled up with many coolness. That man was not my dad, although his expression and tone were very similar. His breath, his feeling, is something that no one can imitate. He could deceive everyone but me, because I am my dad's own son!

  I don't know why someone would pretend to be my dad, is it to cheat me or to cheat others? If it's to cheat me, then what for? I believe there will soon be a result, as long as I don't expose him, he will definitely come to test the waters.

  When I ran there, Qing Master was gone, and on the ground, there was only a corpse of a peeled monster, its head had also been cut off. There was another one that must have been with Qing Master somewhere else. I don't know where I got the courage from, but I actually searched for it place by place. Just when I wanted to give up searching, I saw a vague figure sitting at the corner of a wall.

  "Is that you, Qingge?" I asked cautiously, although the person's appearance was blurry, but I still feared that it would jump out to be a skin-peeled monster or blood-colored hair...

  "En." A very soft voice came from inside, and I almost immediately confirmed that the person was indeed Qing Da Shi. This made me bold enough to turn on my flashlight. To be honest, I didn't open it before because I was afraid. If I opened it, it would be like telling the skin-peeling monsters or whatever weird things around me that I'm here, come and bite me!

  At this time, the flashlight's beam had already landed on Qing Daoshi's body. He was quietly sitting in the corner, resting. Not far away, another skinned monster had also been beheaded by him. And his sleeve was completely stained with blood, I knew it was scratched by that skinned monster earlier. Looking at him sitting alone in the corner, I suddenly felt a sense of sadness. Some people will only rely on the strong, but when they are in danger, they don't know how to lend a helping hand. I hate being that kind of person, so I chose to come back and find him.

  I walked up to him and only then did I notice that there was another big gash on his arm, but he had already dealt with it roughly. Since I didn't have any bandages on me, I simply tore the sleeve off my left arm into several long strips of cloth and said to him: "Let me re-bandage you."

  "Why?" He still looked at me lightly, without any ripples in his eyes, as transparent as stagnant water. I knew he must have some doubts about my intentions at this moment, after all, anyone would want to curry favor with such a formidable person.

  "For no reason, I just did it." After I finished speaking, I helped him deal with his wound on my own, and he cooperated very well without moving. His wound was bleeding a lot, and it looked shocking, but he seemed to be indifferent, as if this had already become an abnormal thing.

  Just as I finished tying it up, I was thinking mischievously about what kind of expression he would have if I tied a bow on him. Just as I was thinking about it, he suddenly grabbed my hand and I was startled, thinking that he had discovered my thoughts, so I hurriedly begged for mercy: "Big brother, I'm sorry, I won't tie a bow on you!"

  He looked at me with an exceptionally clear gaze and asked: "Where did the thing in your hand come from?"

  Because I was wearing a cat's eye stone bracelet on my hand, so I knew he was asking about this, and I replied vaguely: "It was given to me by a wandering fortune teller."

  "Impossible!" he said emphatically.

  "Why is it impossible? My dad told me himself!" I almost blurted out.

  He smiled, a bit forced and excited, let go of my hand, and asked: "Is there a 'Zi' character carved inside?"