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Chapter 156

Taking advantage of Sang Yin's short absence, Little Mushroom gives Mingshu an idea.

It asked Mingshu to take Sang Yin alone to the depths of the forest, pointing in any direction for a while, and dragging the wolves to rescue Mingshu.

Mingshu said with shame: "I don't know how to summon the wolves."

"I'll do it," Little Mushroom patted the umbrella cap and volunteered, "It's very simple."

Summoning the wolves requires a little bit of Mingshu's blood. After he gets out, he can find a way to injure himself. The remaining little mushrooms can modify the data by themselves, so that the wolves can get out of the original plot and come to the place where Mingshu is. Location.

This plan sounded perfect. No matter how powerful Sang Yin was, he would not be able to deal with the wolves alone even if he left the village.

Ming Shu was still a little confused: "Then... will Sang Yin get hurt?"

He thought that it would be enough to summon two or three wolves to appear, or if there was a way to make the wolves listen to him, trap Sang Yin only, and not hurt him.

Little Mushroom rested his chin and reminded: "Shu Shu, you are a werewolf, don't feel sorry for him."

It has a serious tone. As an npc opposite to the player, Mingshu doesn't need to care about the player's life and death. On the contrary, what he wants to do is to make the player unable to pass the level. This is the meaning of the existence of the dungeon villain.

Ming Schumer remained silent, and it took a while before he responded, "Well..."

Sang Yin wanted to act alone and took Mingshu out of the village. The glasses and the other three still knew about it.

But Sang Yin had promised Ming Shu, so he only said that he wanted to go to a place with Ming Shu, and that he had already decided, so he came to let him know.

The thin man's expression was subtle: "You can go alone? Why?"

Sang Yin bowed his head and installed a crossbow in his hand, casually said: "Maybe, because I have a higher degree of favorability?"

Mingshu's favorability towards him is different from others'. If he is really an NPC outside the main storyline, it would make sense to only involve him in the hidden plot.

The thin man was very curious and asked, "How tall is it? Fifty or sixty?"

Sang Yin didn't answer this question, as if he didn't want to tell them, and changed the subject: "I'll go in the afternoon."

The glasses said calmly from the side: "Be careful, it's not safe outside."

They don't know enough about Mingshu, and the NPCs in the dungeon are not without pretending to be harmless to deceive people.

Sang Yin's expression remained unchanged: "I know."

Fatty was the one who disliked Mingshu the least, but Sang Yin had already made up his mind, so he couldn't say anything more.

After noon, Sang Yin brought back a cloak-style coat, which belonged to a thin man.

The skinny man and Ming Shu are the most similar in body shape, but they are far away, and at first glance they thought they were the same person from behind.

Sang Yin asked Mingshu to put on his coat, and left with him through the gate of the village, without raising his head or making a sound.

The coat was clean, with a faint smell of soap locust, Ming Shu put on the hood, and the wide brim of the hat covered most of her face.

Sang Yin borrowed a donkey from the villagers, sat on it with Ming Shu, and rode towards the gate.

Ming Shu was sitting at the back, almost completely blocked by Sang Yin, and he couldn't be recognized from behind.

At this time, most of the villagers were taking a lunch break, and there were no people on the way, and the villagers who stayed at the gate didn't realize that Ming Shu was an unfamiliar face.

The two left the village so smoothly, and when the donkey had advanced a certain distance, Sang Yin asked Ming Shu to sit in the front, so as to know the way and show the way.

It was Mingshu's first time riding a donkey, and he climbed up clumsily. Sang Yin gave him a hand, and Mingshu almost lost his balance. He tried to adjust his posture by supporting Sang Yin's arm.

It was just a change of front and back positions, the distance between the two seemed to be much closer, Ming Shu pulled the brim of his hat, and moved forward a little awkwardly, trying not to touch Sang Yin.

However, the donkey moved forward again, and Ming Shu leaned back uncontrollably, and the hood was blown off by the wind, revealing the red tips of his ears.

Sang Yin grabbed the saddle rope with one hand, as if he was holding Ming Shu in his arms.

"Where are you going?" Ming Shu hastily pulled up his hood and stretched out his fingers in a direction as his slightly warm breath blew past his ears.

In order to pretend to be more realistic, he asked to stop several times to identify the environment, and kept changing directions, heading for the depths of the mountain forest.

The mountain road became more and more difficult to walk, and the speed of the donkey also slowed down.

Sang Yin was silent for a long time, then suddenly asked: "Where are you going, what is there?"

Ming Shu took a breath, and curled up his fingers nervously: "It's...something related to the werewolf family."

He had anticipated the answer to this question. He had also been an NPC for some plot dungeons before, so he knew roughly how to make it up.

"I think you should be able to use it," Mingshu turned his head, showing a fair and delicate face, with a serious look, "and it's very safe there, don't worry."

In fact, he is not very good at lying, but his appearance is completely deceptive, and he always looks innocent.

Ming Shu felt very guilty, but Sang Yin didn't seem to have any doubts: "Yes."

The little mushroom hung on the edge of Mingshu's pocket, and softly "hummed".

I have to say that its acting skills are sometimes good, maybe because it is here to assist Mingshu, it doesn't have a good impression on the players.

The donkey walked for a while, and Ming Shu quietly looked around, his heart beating faster.

He took out a stone from his pocket, which was given to him by the little mushroom this morning.

Ming Shu squeezed the stone, endured the pain and swiped it hard in the palm of his hand. The sharp end of the stone cut the skin, and a trace of blood gushed out immediately.

Little Mushroom immediately began to modify the data, and at the other end of the forest, several adult gray wolves suddenly raised their heads and sniffed the air.

Until the little mushroom nodded to Mingshu, indicating that it was finished, Mingshu felt relieved.

It happened that there was a branch in front of him, so he waved away, pretending to be scratched by the branch.

As soon as he raised his hand, a faint smell of blood came out.

The next moment, Sang Yin grabbed Ming Shu's wrist: "Are you injured?"

The wound on the palm oozes blood, not too deep, as if cut by something sharp.

Mingshu said "um": "I just accidentally..."

Sang Yin was silent, and stopped moving forward with the donkey, and stopped on the spot.

He still held onto Mingshu's hand, his eyes were as real as he was, carefully examining the wound.

Ming Shu had an inexplicable bad premonition, and looked at him cautiously: "What's wrong?"

There was no expression on Sang Yin's face, and he glanced at Ming Shu inexplicably.

He got off the donkey, found a few unknown leaves nearby, tore up the wound covering Ming Shu's hand, and then tore off a strip of cloth from the hem of his clothes as gauze.

Ming Shu let him move, feeling inexplicably complicated, and then he saw Sang Yin took out a bundle of strings from nowhere and tied Ming Shu's other uninjured hand.

The other end of the rope was tied to Sang Yin's own hand, connecting him and Ming Shu, with a short distance in between.

Ming Shu was stunned: "What are you doing?"

Sang Yin sat on the back of the donkey again, and circled Ming Shu from behind.

"Be an insurance."

He whispered, and there was something in the words.

Ming Shu bit the bullet and pretended to be stupid, and moved his wrist uncomfortably.

Sang Yin must have noticed something... He was too perceptive to let his guard down completely.

At this moment, Little Mushroom poked his head out of his pocket again, holding a small group of poisonous bacteria on his slender arm, and waved towards Mingshu.

Its voice sounded in Mingshu's mind: "Shushu, use this!"

The speed of the wolves coming was much slower than expected. Ming Shu could also use the toxins to paralyze Sang Yin's body for a while, and then untie the rope to escape.

There was a small ball of toxins, Ming Shu took it and pinched it on his fingertips, and glanced at the water bottle hanging on the donkey's neck in confusion.

But poisoning Sang Yin will also put him in danger. There are not only wolves in this mountain forest.

Little Mushroom kept urging, Mingshu hid the toxin in his hand, and asked Sang Yin: "Can I have some water?"

Sang Yin replied: "Yes."

Mingshu took a few sips from the kettle, and when he screwed the lid on, he still threw the toxins into it.

Next, it depends on when Sangyin drinks water.

It has been about an hour since I left the village, and there is no sign of arriving at my destination.

Sang Yin suddenly grabbed the saddle rope, and the donkey stopped moving forward: "How far is it?"

"It should be soon," Ming Shu clenched his fingers, "I remember this is the way, I didn't go wrong..."

He glanced at the water bottle hanging on the donkey's neck, and suggested, "Then why don't you... have a rest first?"

The donkey was tired after walking for so long. They set off at noon, and it was not too late. If they were fast, they could get back before dark.

So the two stopped nearby, and Sang Yin tied the donkey to a tree and fed it some fresh green leaves.

Mingshu's hands were still tied to him, always following him, only one step away.

He untied the kettle again, pretended to take a sip, then twisted the lid and handed it to Sang Yin: "Do you want to..."

Sang Yin didn't answer, and interrupted him: "Are you lying to me?"

Ming Shu's eyelashes trembled, and his white fingertips squeezed the kettle tightly.

He argued: "I didn't..."

Sang Yin raised his eyes to look at him, grabbed the rope between the two, and took a step forward.

Ming Shu couldn't dodge with his hands tied, trying hard to maintain an innocent expression.

Sang Yin's gaze turned cold, and he drew out a crossbow arrow, and pointed it at Ming Shu's neck: "Tell the truth."

The sharp tip can pierce the fragile blood vessels if it moves a little further, Ming Shu raised his head and didn't dare to move, panicked and wronged: "It's really not..."

Sang Yin's expression was indifferent, the same as when he first met Ming Shu on the first night, as if he would kill him mercilessly.

But then, he pinched Mingshu's chin with the other hand and rubbed it lightly.

Suddenly, there were a few faint movements not far from the woods.

The two looked at the same time, and a huge black bear was looking at this side.

The black bear was in a state of hunger, its eyes were green as it stared at the two and the donkey, and it rushed over with a low growl.

Mingshu was overwhelmed by the sudden situation, Sang Yin protected him, took off the crossbow behind his back and quickly loaded an arrow, aimed at the black bear's eyebrows.

One was not enough, and a second and a third were made up.

The three crossbow bolts slowed down the black bear. It was wounded and roared, approaching the two of them.

The black bear's front paws were close at hand, Ming Shu hid in Sang Yin's arms with a pale face.

Sang Yin was very calm, dropped the crossbow and pulled out a short knife from his waist, stabbed the black bear's neck accurately, and pulled Ming Shu back.

The last knife finally made the black bear incapacitated, and fell at the feet of the two, with blood spattered on the ground.

Sang Yin's clothes were also stained a little, the blade in his hand was stained red, and the blood slowly fell.

There was a strong smell of blood in his nostrils, before Ming Shu recovered from the fright, he hugged Sang Yin's waist tightly, buried his face in his arms, and found that there was no movement, so he mustered up the courage to turn his head and look.

The black bear has completely lost its breath, but the smell of blood will attract more nearby beasts.

"Scared?" Sang Yin looked down at Ming Shu, "Do you want to move on?"

He also smelled of blood, Ming Shu shrank his neck: "But..."

He was still in Sang Yin's arms, another person's body temperature was continuously transmitted through the clothes, Ming Shu didn't let go, and Sang Yin didn't push him away, and even stroked his back, as if to comfort him.

Suddenly Ming Shu couldn't figure out what Sang Yin was thinking. He seemed to doubt himself, but he didn't intend to expose it.

He hesitated for a moment, as if making up his mind, he raised his head: "Shall we go back?"

"I'm sorry..." Mingshu looked uneasy: "I, I regret it, I don't want to take you there."

Sang Yin was silent, and Ming Shu rubbed against his neck, saying in a muffled voice, "I just...don't be angry."

Everything he showed seemed to be lying to deceive Sang Yin, but he changed his mind because of the black bear's appearance and was protected by him.

It was a little cautious, but in the end I couldn't make up my mind.

Sang Yin raised his hand and touched Mingshu's cheek, there was still a trace of fear in his expression, and because the two people's posture was too intimate at this time, a faint blush appeared.

Sang Yin narrowed his eyes, suddenly tightened his arms, hugged Ming Shu, and said in a low voice, "I'm not angry."

Ming Shu blushed even more: "Then...then let's go back."

"I'll go back to the village with you," he looked at Sang Yin eagerly, showing shy expectation, "Is that okay? I won't run around, I just follow you."

Sang Yin stopped talking again, and seemed to be thinking about it.

Ming Shu was bold enough to wrap his arms around his neck, faltering: "But...you have to protect me."

When he said this, he was already very shy, as if he was really confessing his love to Sang Yin.

Ming Shu didn't know what Sang Yin was thinking. He gradually began to feel that the system's data comparison seemed to be quite accurate, but he and Sang Yin had only been together for two days, so he might not like it.

Sang Yin didn't answer for a while, but couldn't help but raised his hand and stroked Mingshu's smooth black hair.

Either he agreed by default, or he just couldn't refuse.

The coldness in his eyes dissipated, he lowered his head a little closer, and was about to kiss Ming Shu's lips.

Ming Shu seemed to notice it, and turned her head slightly to avoid it.

His little resistance brought Sang Yin back to his senses, and let go of Ming Shu: "Let's go back to the village."

Regardless of the black bear's body on the ground, Ming Shu picked up the water bottle that fell on the ground and brought it to Sang Yin again.

Sang Yin took it this time, and under Ming Shu's gaze, unscrewed the lid and took a few sips.

The poisonous bacteria are colorless and odorless, they have already dissolved in water, and the toxicity will take effect within 10 minutes.

Sang Yin quickly noticed something strange, and grabbed Ming Shu's hand: "Have you been poisoned?"

He didn't guard against this, especially after Mingshu confessed and asked to go back to the village with him.

The air pressure around him instantly dropped, and a hint of gloom and anger appeared on his expression.

Ming Shu said guiltily, "I'm sorry..."

Just at this time, the wolves that Little Mushroom helped him summon finally arrived.

A few of the tallest gray wolves walked in the front, approaching and looking at Sang Yin vigilantly, and wandered around.

Without Mingshu's order, they did not attack Sangyin, which made Mingshu heave a sigh of relief.

He supported Sang Yin against the tree, and cut the rope in his hand with his dagger.

"Don't be angry," Ming Shu couldn't explain, "I didn't mean to..."

Sang Yin stared at him closely, the toxin spread quickly, and he couldn't move or speak.

Little Mushroom urged: "Shu Shu, let's go."

The wolves were also waiting for him, Ming Shu hesitated for a moment, then turned and left.

The toxicity of the toxin will fade in about half an hour, and there will be no side effects. Ming Shu is still worried, and tries to communicate with a gray wolf, asking him to stay by Sang Yin's side to protect his safety until he returns. to the village.

The gray wolf is very intelligent and understands Mingshu's words. Although it doesn't understand why it wants to protect a human being, it was summoned by Mingshu with blood and naturally surrenders to him.

Seeing the gray wolf turning back, Ming Shu was relieved and left with the rest of the wolf pack.

On the way, Little Mushroom muttered: "Shu Shu, you can't do that again next time."

How can a werewolf protect human beings? This is not in line with his dungeon role. Because this development is not in the original plot, Ming Shu can get away with it and will not be judged as a negative task.

Mingshu knew that she was wrong, and humbly followed the advice.

Before dark, the wolves escorted Mingshu and Little Mushroom to the dense forest where the tree mushroom lived.

With no one in the way around him, Little Mushroom finally didn't have to wait for a day and could only speak twenty sentences. It reminded Mingshu to prepare well in the past two days, and wait for the full moon night to do big things.

Ming Shu was curious: "On the night of the full moon, will I become a werewolf?"

"Yes," Little Mushroom nodded, "Does Shu Shu want to see it? I can help you change now, but it won't last long."

It's probably only a few seconds, and it won't be able to do it for a long time.

At night, the other tree mushrooms went back to the tree hole to sleep, there was no third creature nearby, Ming Shu looked around and nodded.

Little Mushroom sat firmly, his eyes became dull.

Not long after, Mingshu began to feel a strange reaction from his body.

He was not feeling well, as if there were ants crawling on his body, but he soon returned to normal, reaching out to touch a pair of fluffy pointed ears on the top of his head.

Not only that, but the trouser legs behind him slowly bulged to one side and squeezed into a tail.

A moment later, Ming Shu squatted by the stream, looking at the reflection on the water surface with a dull expression.

... His werewolf form seems to be different from what he imagined.

At the same time, in the village on the other side, Sang Yin returned alone.

Glasses waited at the entrance of the village early, and found that Mingshu was nowhere to be seen, so he knew something might have happened.

He looked at Sang Yin: "What's the situation?"

Sang Yin's sleeves were stained with a few drops of dried blood, and there were torn marks on one side of the clothes, which he made by himself to help Ming Shu bandage up.

He was expressionless: "Escaped."