Chapter 2335 (Two Thousand Three Hundred and Thirty-Five)

At this time, Nie Huihou said, “It’s so dark here, what can I do? I have to take out a candle from the bag next to you and light it.”

Before Nie Huihao put out the candle, he saw where Quan Chumeng’s bag was. When Quan Chumeng performed the ritual before, Nie Huihao saw that he took the candles from the bag every time, and he had seen Quan Chumeng take out several candles and put them back. Although the candles were extinguished at this moment, he knew that he could get the candles in Quan Chumeng’s bag by squatting down.

“Elder Nie… please take it…” Quan Chumeng said weakly, “It’s… at the mouth of the bag…”

Quan Chumeng suddenly wanted to cast a spell on Nie Huihou to divert the matter, but he really couldn’t think of any spell that could help him out that he could perform smoothly while lying down in this dark basement without making much movement.

He thought: Anyway, things have come to this, the only way to continue pretending is to avoid being caught by Elder Nie. I will have to continue working with him in the future, if he finds out that I have performed a ritual for him, then I really won’t be able to cooperate with him in the future.

Quan Chumeng still did nothing, and didn’t even turn his head back which was previously turned to the other side.

Before taking out the candle from the bag on the ground, Nie Huihou, based on his memory of the candle before it went out, touched the candle that he had previously extinguished with his palm wind with his foot and deliberately stepped on it, trying to flatten it. In this way, even if Quan Chu suddenly woke up, he would not notice that there was actually still a little bit of the candle on the ground that had not burned out.

Then he squatted down and took out a candle from the bag next to Quan Chumeng.

As Nie Huihao squatted down next to Quan Chumeng again, Quan Chumeng smelled the unpleasant odor on him again. Although he was farther away from Nie Huihao this time, the smell still disgusted him, and he quickly held his breath.

Nie Huihou thought: I am so close to him but I can’t hear his breathing. It seems that his breathing is still very weak. He doesn’t look like he is pretending. Just as Quan Chumeng said, the candles were near the mouth of the bag, and Nie Huihou’s hand touched them.

Nie Huihou took out the fire starter he carried with him and lit the candle he had just taken out.

He looked down at the ground in the candlelight and saw that there was still a little bit of candle left on the ground that he had stepped on before.

The candle that was extinguished by his palm was not yet cold. After Nie Huihao stepped on it, the remaining candle was mixed with the wax on the ground, and it looked like Nie Huihao stepped on it after it was burned into wax. The remaining candle wick was also sunk into the wax by Nie Huihao’s step. If you didn’t squat on the ground and look carefully, others would not notice that there was still a little candle wick there.

Despite this, in order to prevent Quan Chumeng from seeing the remaining wick, Nie Huihao picked up the remaining wick with a little wax on it and put it into his pocket.

He knew that Quan Chumeng’s head was turned in the other direction and he couldn’t notice him picking up the candlewick.

Nie Huihou put the newly lit candle on the ground and stood up.

Before this, Quan Chumeng held his breath, but later felt a little suffocated and breathed gently. At this time, Nie Huihao stood up, and he took a deep breath, but he breathed very slowly and there was no sound.

(End of this chapter)