Every world is full of ghosts and monsters begging for hugs

Bai Yao and Wang Qing are old classmates after all, so she would not abandon him and leave. There was no other way, so she and Fan Chong could only go together to look for someone.

Wang Qing was indeed frightened again.

He didn't know where he had gone, and he couldn't remember the way back clearly. He walked around along the path in the woods, and then a few graves appeared in front of him. He forced himself not to pay attention to these graves, and as he passed by quickly, he was startled by the sudden appearance of a figure in a white dress.

"Who!?" Wang Qing took several steps back, his back hitting the tree, shaking off the water droplets that almost soaked him like a drowned rat.

The woman in the white dress said, "Mr. Wang."

Wang Qing took a closer look and recognized that the woman who suddenly appeared was Zhao Shi. Fortunately, she was not a ghost.

Wang Qing breathed a sigh of relief, quickly recovered his composure, and asked, "Miss Zhao, why are you here?"

Zhao Shi looked miserable. This poor woman had lost a lot of weight after her father and brother died. "I went up the mountain to pay tribute to my father and accidentally twisted my foot..."

She held onto the tree with one hand, standing unsteadily, and indeed looked very inconvenient.

Wang Qing was a warm-hearted person. He had long forgotten how arrogant Zhao Shi had been to him that morning. He walked up to her and helped her up politely. "Is your injury serious? I'll help you down the mountain and take you home."

Zhao Shi showed gratitude, "Mr. Wang, you are such a good person."

The way down the mountain was actually not easy to walk on. Wang Qing was supporting Zhao Shi, who had an injured foot, and his movements were even slower. It took him almost twice as long as usual to reach the bottom of the mountain. By the time he sent Zhao Shi home, it was almost dark.

There were white lanterns hanging at the gate of the Zhao family. Looking in from the gate, one could see the coffin placed in the main room. There was a smile on Zhao Si's portrait, but against the black and white background, it looked rather eerie.

Wang Qing didn't dare to go in. He saw that the people next to him quickly walked away when they saw them. There was also a family who was moving things into the car. There was a strange look in his eyes.

Zhao Shi smiled bitterly and said, "My father's death has already caused a lot of gossip among people around us. Now that my brother is dead, the rumors are even more unstoppable. They all say that my family must have encountered some evil spirit, which is why misfortunes happen one after another. In the past, no one in the village had really thought about moving, but now they are starting to have ideas."

Zhao Shi was overwhelmed with grief, and her eyes were red again. "I heard people talking about me behind my back, saying that I was a jinx. They said that I killed my father and brother..."

"That's all superstition! Don't believe this nonsense!" Wang Qing was filled with indignation and felt very angry at those ignorant villagers for criticizing a woman whose father and brother had died.

Zhao Shi said with emotion: "Thank you, Mr. Wang. I treated you very badly this morning, but you still let me go. Please come in and have a cup of tea, otherwise I will definitely feel guilty."

Wang Qing was still a little afraid to walk into the Zhao family, "Forget about having tea."

Zhao Shi was about to cry, "Are you still unwilling to forgive me?"

Things had come to this point, and Wang Qing couldn't refuse. He slowly walked into the room where candles were burning and the air was turbid.

Zhao Shi poured a cup of tea and handed it to Wang Qing. "Mr. Wang, you are such a kind person. I will remember you forever."

Wang Qing thought she was exaggerating, but after drinking the tea, he suddenly felt dizzy and his vision blurred. He shook his head, but it didn't make him sober. Instead, he felt weaker. He swayed a few times, held on to the table, and said weakly: "This cup of tea..."

Zhao Shi felt guilty and didn't dare to look at him. "I'm sorry, Mr. Wang."

With a "bang", Wang Qing fell to the ground.

In the mountains and fields, Bai Yao looked up at the sky. "It's already dark, and he hasn't come back yet. Could he have been seduced by a female demon in the mountains?"

Fan Su lazily covered his mouth and yawned delicately. He was not interested at all in whether the poor guy Wang Qing was bewitched by a female demon.

During the night, fog gradually rose.

There was a rustling noise coming from the bushes not far away.

Fansong held Bai Yao back and said, "Princess, there may be stray dogs over there. I'll go check it out first."

Bai Yao glanced at him and said "Oh".

Fan Su walked over slowly, squatted down, and stared at a little girl hiding opposite through the gaps in the bushes with his calm brown eyes.

The girl was wearing a flowery cotton jacket and had two ponytails, which was not typical of the era. When the Buddhist spirit stared at her, she trembled all over and fell backwards. She took two steps back, not daring to make a sound.

Fan Suo gently uttered two words: "Leave."

He did not intend to let Bai Yao come into contact with anything beyond the normal world. She was timid and it would be bad if she was scared.

Xiao Caiyi said nervously: "Xiao Bowen asked me to help him..."

Suddenly, Fan Sui sensed something. He turned around and saw that the thick fog had enveloped Bai Yao not far away, and he could not see her figure clearly.

Bai Yao didn't know when such a thick fog had appeared. She tried to move forward, "Fan Su!"

No one responded to her, and she was lost in the whiteness.

This fog was obviously abnormal. Bai Yao's eyes had lost the ability to distinguish directions. At this moment, a pale little hand grabbed Bai Yao's hand.

Before Bai Yao could react, she was pulled forcefully and stepped out of the boundary of the thick fog. A house with white lanterns hanging on it appeared in front of her.

She recognized it; it was the Zhao family.

With a slight "creak", the closed door was opened a crack, and in the shadow behind the door, a small child was vaguely hidden, with half of his figure revealed.

His face was painted with oil paint, and his dark eyes were staring straight at the people outside. In the silent atmosphere, his intention to ask her for help was so obvious.

Bai Yao looked around. It was quiet and there was no one around. She hesitated for a moment, followed her intuition, pushed open the door and walked into the house.

There was another knocking sound, and at the same time there was a familiar cough.

Wang Qing woke up from his coma and slowly opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was the dust in the air. His mind was still in a confused state. After a long time, he could see clearly that there was a dug tunnel under the light, and the knocking noises came from inside.

"you're awake."

Wang Qing looked to the side, "Miss Zhao?"

He moved and unexpectedly found that his hands and feet were tied with ropes. He asked in panic: "What are you doing?"

Zhao Shi did not answer.

A middle-aged man holding tools slowly walked out of the tunnel. He took off his dusty mask and said kindly, "Wang Qing, my good student, long time no see."

Wang Qing was surprised, "Teacher Zhao!"