There is always a hot chicken trying to scare me [unlimited]

Bai Yan didn't seem to see his eyes, and casually withdrew his hand after speaking.

But he was caught by Qin Kun in the middle, he held it firmly, his eyes were boiling with emotion like a volcano about to erupt, and like an undercurrent under the sea under the pressure of ice, surging and trying to swallow Bai Yan in front of him.

But when they touched the other party's pure eyes, they all turned into a piece of cold and stubborn stone.

He lowered his eyes, avoiding the other party's sight, and put down his hands: "Stop playing."

Pretending to be normal, he pressed the man's shoulder and turned half a circle.

Make Bai Yan face forward, with his back to him.

The hand was on his shoulder as soon as it was touched, as if he didn't want to touch it.

Bai Yan wanted to look back at him, but only saw the ghost behind him.

The ghost was caught off guard and took two steps back guardedly.

But Bai Yan seemed to think of something suddenly, and took a deep look at it.

Ghost: ... makes ghosts hairy.

After a while, we arrived at the house.

The third son asked before entering the door: "Brother Bai, what did you mean when you said daddy is missing?"

"Literally." Bai Yan replied.

And glanced at the altar.

Not robbed.

"Did someone take it away, or?" The third son fluffed his hair, put down his things, and prepared to go to the backyard to fetch some water.

Bai Yan didn't reply to him, but someone else said: "Guawazi's mouth is so poisonous!" I saw a middle-aged man walking out of the backyard, cursing as he left, his expression was not very good.

It was Dad.

"Are you so looking forward to your father being taken away? Do you know how to write filial piety? When you see me fainted, put me in the coffin. I think you want me to die quickly!" The more he scolded, the more angry he became , followed by a long string of curses, and raised his hand high as if he wanted to make a move.

The third son didn't expect that the npc would come out of the backyard, and felt a little guilty for a while, wondering if he had said anything that he couldn't say just now.

His guilty conscience seemed even more irritating to Father, who was about to slap his face, but was stopped by Qin Kun.

"..."

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, obviously they didn't expect Qin Kun to stand up for the third son.

Dad was stunned at first, but in the next second he became even more angry: "What's the matter, are you guys going to rebel!!!" As he said, he untied his waist pocket with one hand, and wanted to withdraw it from Qin Kun's hand with the other. .

But Qin Kun's hands were welded like iron tongs, and he couldn't take off a single piece no matter what, and he was even more annoyed. The strange thing was that his face was not flushed with anger, but a more haggard blue-white color. The room is 20 years old again.

And Qin Kun was also stunned when he grabbed Dad's skinny arm, because the touch was cold and rough.It's like holding a piece of charred wood that's cooled.

He looked at Father coldly, and there was a killing intent in his eyes.

Not afraid at all that this person is an NPC, maybe it will be of great use in the future.

Although the third son was the one who started this matter, he was also at a loss at this time, and was silently led by Yaomei to walk a few steps to the side, which means that we can't help in this situation, but at least don't hold back.

The third son struggled with his arm, really worried: "Father, don't be angry, my brother didn't mean it. If you get angry, your body will be bad."

Although he looks almost bad now.

Don't faint again!

Father snorted coldly, taking this sentence as a signal of their weakness, and his arrogance rose again: "You also know that I am not in good health? Boss, you are brave enough, let me go! See if I don't beat you to death!" dog……"

Before he could finish his sentence, he staggered suddenly, his eyes flashed with horror, he screamed and fell on the ground, almost throwing himself on Qin Kun.

Everyone: "...?"

As he fell, Bai Yan withdrew his feet coolly behind him: "Pay attention to your quality."

Everyone: "...!"

Then he looked at the father who seemed to be lying motionless on the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

What the fuck? ! ! !

The third son took the initiative to hold Yaomei's hand, and the two walked a few steps towards the corner of the room again.

After a long while: "...Still, are you still alive?" The third son asked tremblingly, his pupils were shaking aftershocks.

Qin Kun had silently let go of Father's hand, as if his hand had lost his soul, it hit the ground with a "slap".

Then he looked at Bai Yan, and didn't have any thought of blaming him for his "nonsense" behavior.

"Nonsense." Bai Yan looked at him and raised his eyelids, "Send Sleeping Beauty back to the mausoleum."

The third son almost jumped up and said "Hey!", without saying a word, he sent Dad back to the coffin, and he was very considerate to cover the coffin tightly.

Then I realized it later: What the hell?The npc in our house is gone?What about the next Purdue Ceremony? !

Yaomei obviously had the same idea as him, tremblingly: "Brother Bai, what should we do next?"

Her brother Bai didn't blink: "Go and set up the tribute table."

Yaomei didn't say any nonsense and walked away in a hurry.

Bai Yan winked at Qin Kun, and the two walked out together.

The street lamps on the edge of the field are only a little brighter than the light of fireflies, and they can't even see the other party's face clearly when they are far away.

They walked among them, Qin Kun asked him: "Our npc is gone, how can we go to Purdue, does Brother Bai have any ideas?" He was smiling.

Bai Yan looked sideways at him.

There was a little distance between the two, and Qin Kun didn't hold his hand like before, as if deliberately keeping a distance.

Bai Yan couldn't see his expression clearly, but he could feel Qin Kun's gaze. Obviously, he could see himself clearly.

"Brother Bai has a bold idea." Bai Yan replied half-seriously with a wisecrack.

But Qin Kun, an old man who never surfed, didn't know the stalk of his words, but he could hear the other party's teasing tone: "Share?"

Brother Bai rejected your request, and threw a diamond at you: "Just watch."

Qin Kun chuckled lightly: "Okay."

You gladly accept.

Logically speaking, this kind of country road should be the time when mosquitoes are running all over the sky, but it is strange that there is not a single mosquito.

Not even a bug scream.

Curious, Bai Yan stepped forward and squatted down to push away the tall grass in front of him.

A rotten and swollen human face was exposed underneath.

It was twice the size of a normal human face, and its facial features were distorted and deformed. Plants of grass pierced through his eyes, mouth, and skin, or grew out.

The scalp is so numb.

Bai Yan was taken aback for a moment, Qin Kun approached behind him and asked, "What did you see?"

He quickly let go of the pile of grass and returned them to their original positions.

Standing up as if nothing had happened, he raised his chin calmly, motioning for him to see for himself.

Qin Kun believed it was true, so he lowered his body and pushed aside the grass.

The man under the grass said hi to him kindly.

"..." Bai Yan behind him deliberately pushed his shoulder with his hand at this moment, as if to push him into the field.

He tensed up all over, stood up immediately, and turned to look back.

But seeing that Bai Yan had already walked a certain distance quickly, pretending that nothing happened: "Don't be dazed, let's go."

The eyes are as innocent as possible.

"..." Who is used to this brat's personality?

Qin Kun originally thought that Bai Yan was going to some house to "ask for advice", but he didn't want him to stop when there was no one there: "That father, the ghost behind him, joined him."

"...!" Qin Kun looked at him.

Bai Yan squinted at the streetlight above his head.

"The ghosts behind us will get closer and closer to us, maybe because of time, maybe because of the Purdue ceremony, which has yet to be verified."

"And the cause of those two people's deaths, I guess, is that the ghost behind them walked into his body."

This explains why, after the two people died, there were no ghosts around them.The ghosts didn't run away after seeing them dead, but had already become them.

Qin Kun was stunned for a moment, because he couldn't see ghosts, so these things were not considered.

"Before, Concubine Liu Mang and her team said that someone saw a ghost behind them." He recalled.

Bai Yan nodded, closed his eyes, his eyes were filled with darkness, with white lights shining on his retina, and the light scattered colors, colorful and bizarre.

Like this game.

"It also shows that the ghost behind is an important clue, and the game is guiding players to discover it."

"Yes." Bai Yan opened his eyes and looked at Qin Kun, but due to the residual vision that had not subsided, there were scattered light spots one after another, making it difficult to see Qin Kun's appearance clearly.

In the halo, it gradually matched a figure in his memory.

He could hardly control himself: "...Brother..."

The sound is just the exhaled breath, which is diluted by the air as soon as it leaves the lips.

Qin Kun didn't hear what he said clearly: "Huh?"

But Bai Yan woke up from it and rubbed his eyes: "So, when the situation is unclear, we can suspend the Purdue Ceremony first."

After a pause, "What do you think?"

This sentence is like asking Qin Kun for advice.

This is so rare.

Qin Kun looked at him: "Okay." There was no pause at all.

Bai Yan raised the corners of his lips: "Brother Qin, did you hear what I said, so straightforward?"

Qin Kun didn't speak anymore, and reached out to rub his hair.

Even in such a dim environment, Bai Yan firmly believed that he could still see the tenderness in this man's eyes.

He opened his lips and said "fuck" softly.

"?" Qin Kun looked at him suspiciously.

Bai Yan rolled his Adam's apple: "I said, do you still have cigarettes, Brother Qin?"

His words had a nasal sound, a bit indistinguishable from front to back. Good Brother Qin, he sounded like Brother Qing.

"..." Qin Kun withdrew his hand and refused cruelly, "No."

"It's a lie, I've seen it all." Bai Yan smiled slyly, reached into Qin Kun's pocket, and took out the cigarette case.

"..." Qin Kun was caught off guard for a moment, and when he succeeded, he made a "tsk" sound, frowned slightly, and looked at him deeply.

The faint light from the road could not reach his eyes.

Bai Yan tapped skillfully, but found that there were only a few left.

He raised his eyes in surprise: "So addicted?"

As he said that, he picked up one and flipped through the lighter again.

Qin Kun didn't move, and let him rummage around, looking down at his trembling eyelashes, the small mole at the corner of his eye, and his lips that looked so soft with smoke in them.

"Ah."

Not heavy, how to call addiction.

After speaking, he also picked up one, put it between his lips, and put it together in the thin smoke.

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