I rely on my face to pretend to be poor in the world of infinite flow

Yu Xingzhi pulled Xie Sha up from the ground, and found that his expression was indeed not very good.

He took out a candy from his pocket, peeled it off and handed it to Xie Sha's mouth, with a gentle and helpless smile in his eyes: "Eat well."

Xie Sha looked at him silently with dark circles in his eyes, slowly lowered his head and took the candy from Yu Xingzhi's fingertips.

The sweetness of the toffee calmed Xie Sha's black eyes.

He didn't do anything else, just tapped the little paper figurine's forehead and let it out: "Lead as many people as possible."

The paper figurine remained motionless, and after a few seconds, realizing that the other party had really let him go, he took a few steps back tentatively, and disappeared into the dark bushes in an instant.

While waiting for the paper figurine to create a commotion, Xie Sha half-closed his eyes and leaned against the tree motionless.

On Qing Juan's pale face, there was a tired and indifferent expressionless face. It's hard to say whether he was letting go, closing his eyes and resting his mind, or thinking about some unsolvable problem.

As if tired, the whole person is still, there is a kind of gloomy and quiet that is not in a world with everyone, and is incompatible.

Yu Xingzhi stood beside him, slowly placing his finger on his shoulder.

Xie Sha looked sideways at him.

The water-blue eyes were so clear that they seemed pure and beautiful only in heaven, and they were gentle even if they didn't smile, and said to him: "If you feel uncomfortable, you can rely on me."

……

Wake is a boring thing, because usually nothing will happen. Doing something without any disturbance all night is extremely boring and hypnotizing, and you will fall asleep accidentally.

However, on the other hand, no one dared to really fall asleep in the mourning hall.

What if, what would happen.

This idea is like a spider's thread erratic in the night wind, faintly visible.

Moreover, for them, this spider silk does exist, and they need to be extremely vigilant.

"I'll go get some more tea." A sleepy voice came from beside him.

The people in the mourning hall nodded with half-opened eyes: "Make the tea stronger. Don't go alone."

"know."

The man who stood up kicked the two men and motioned for them to go with him.

The night breeze from the courtyard to the corridor cleared up my sleepy mind.

None of the three spoke, just yawned one after the other.

The back hall of the atrium of the mourning hall is brightly lit at a distance of three o'clock, but the kitchen is on the right side of the atrium, and there is a dark path there.

They walked in a hurry without taking any more lanterns, only one in the leader's hand.

When he realized this, the leader suddenly trembled and felt cold all over.

He immediately gestured to the two people on the left and right, and said cautiously: "Be careful."

"What could be the matter?" Halfway through the yawn, he didn't know whether he finally woke up or was frightened by the cold dead eyes of the leader, and the person who spoke instantly regained his energy.

The three of them stood very close, keeping their feet on the ground while carefully observing the left and right.

There was a sudden wave in the dense bushes, and it was immediately discovered.

"Brother Kang—" the voice raised made the other two look over in a heartbeat.

"how?"

"Yes, something has passed."

The leader named Brother Kang stared at the bushes carefully.

Another person also took a look and complained: "I said earlier that we shouldn't have so many trees, but it looks like it's oozing out at night."

"Cut it off tomorrow."

Brother Kang felt relieved and was about to continue walking when his eyes suddenly jumped.

A pale figure stood in front of the tree shadows ahead.

He opened his mouth wide, and before he could yell out, the pale streak disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Brother Kang paled in panic, and immediately looked around.

"Ah-"

Suddenly, the complaining person next to him screamed miserably, as if he had been greatly frightened.

Brother Kang immediately looked, but saw nothing, but cold sweat was already covering his forehead and back.

"Brother Kang, that thing, that thing came in!"

The other was howling as well.

Brother Kang suddenly turned his head, and pressed against his face a rough paper face with a grin, no facial features, and his mouth was wide and gloomy, facing him: "Ahhh..."

In the dark, oppressive and dead courtyard, the sudden screams one after another, like the ominous omen of crows, instantly shocked the whole house.

No matter what they were doing before, everyone instantly looked in the direction of the scream.

The guards in the mourning hall stood up in a jerk, and no one was sleepy anymore.

"What happened? Go and see."

Everyone's face was pale, but they didn't leave here without permission, they just became more and more vigilant about the surroundings like a frightened bird.

Under the arrangement, the two ran out to inquire, not daring to go too far, and ran back quickly.

"Uncle is not well, something happened, it seems that those things came in."

The people in the mourning hall turned pale with shock: "How is it possible?"

"No, I don't know. Maybe something is wrong."

The man called uncle gritted his teeth: "Tell everyone to look for it and bring torches."

The person who came was still shivering: "I heard that it seems to be near the mourning hall, or else, after dawn..."

"Ahhh, help—"

There was another scream. The thing seemed to be constantly moving and looking for something. The attack route was irregular, but it was indeed approaching the mourning hall.

The uncle's face became more and more ugly, and his whole face trembled: "I'll go and have a look."

Immediately, several people left with him, but they headed towards the crowded and bright atrium.

There were only three people left in the mourning hall, looking at each other, everyone's face was uglier than crying, and they wanted to leave but dared not as if they were afraid of something.

Finally, another miserable scream came from a place closer to the mourning hall.

The tablet in the mourning hall suddenly fell down.

One of the three finally couldn't take it anymore, screamed and ran away with his head in his arms.

As soon as he ran, the other two people who had long been unable to stand ran faster than him.

Soon there was no one in the mourning hall, only pale candles and a brazier that was about to go out.

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