The partner of the monster catcher is the fox monster

After a while, Song Yun's heartbeat finally returned to normal, and at the same time he accepted the fact that he would not be able to get out for a while, but the good news is that now his back is facing Yin Huai, although the slight airflow brought by Yin Huai's breathing on the side of his neck made him feel uncomfortable. Embarrassment appeared on the face, but not so much that he could not speak.

Song Yun cleared his throat: "The current temperature... is it someone who is in the way of evil ghosts?"

Yin Huai nodded, and hummed behind his ear: "I didn't expect them to act so early, I thought it would take the morning to react."

When the person behind him spoke, the slight vibration of the chest came from behind, passed through the musculoskeletal and intertwined nerves along the way, and was amplified countless times, and finally presented as an inexplicable throbbing in Song Yun's chest, which made him feel that the temperature on the tips of his ears seemed to be hot again. a little bit.

Song Yun's tongue was a little knotted and he continued to ask: "What about the other people in the camp?"

"So let them all drink ginger soup." Yin Huai said with some complacency in his tone, "Are you cold?"

Song Yun shook his head truthfully.

"Then so are they."

But Song Yun still felt a little strange: "Then we just lie like this...do we not move?"

"Move," Yin Huai said, buried his face in the hollow of his shoulder and took a deep breath: "The person who moves is already on his way." After speaking, he let go and sat up.

Song Yun's scalp was numb from being sucked by him, and before he could react, he heard a rush of footsteps outside the tent approaching from far away.

Yin Huai stood up and unzipped a corner of the zipper on the tent door from top to bottom.

The people outside hurried over: "My lord,"

Yin Huai's body was able to tightly block the corner he pulled away. Song Yun didn't know the situation outside, but he could still feel the cold wind blowing from it.Even if Yin Huai blocked it with his body so that it wouldn't blow directly on him, the air-conditioning after circling in the tent for a week was still terribly cold.

Goosebumps immediately appeared on Song Yun's body.

I have to say that Yin Huai sticking behind him just now was really warm...

Song Yun's head was cleared by the blowing, and the heat on his face quickly dissipated. Then he folded up and sat up, listening to the conversation between the two with his ears open.

Yin Huai's body was tightly blocked, but he knew from the voice that it was the task leader who led them the way earlier, speaking very urgently: "Master, look... this temperature..."

Yin Huai asked him back, "Do you feel cold?"

The people outside stammered: "No..."

"It's right if you don't have it. The ginger soup is not boiled for you for nothing." After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and picked a finger: "The word is passed on, everyone is not allowed to use fire or spell array. Since it is not cold, let the wind blow it. Otherwise, you can make him stop?"

The people outside the tent hurriedly agreed: "Yes, yes, yes... can't, can't..."

"Furthermore," Yin Huai said, adding another finger: "Send the message down, give it 10 minutes to clean up, and then everyone will go to the big tent to gather, and those who can't get up will be asked to carry it. Everyone must be in the big tent." inside."

He stopped his hand after speaking, and added without haste: "There should be guests coming in a while, no fire is allowed in the resident, and all actions are done in the dark."

The people outside the tent are still the same: "Yes yes yes..."

"Okay," Yin Huai waved his hand, "Nothing else to add, let's pass on the message."

As he spoke, he pulled back the zipper of the tent.

Song Yun originally wanted to stand up, but as soon as he moved, Yin Huai pressed his shoulders and pushed him back, and then fished him into his arms, and directly hugged the person in front of him.

Song Yun reckoned that if he had hair on his body, the meeting would have exploded by now.He leaned against Yin Huai's shoulder and pushed twice, and said in a low voice, "...don't you want to go to the big tent? What are you doing lying back?"

"It's too cold," Yin Huai curled his lips into a smirk, tightened his arms a little while talking, buried his face on the side of Song Yun's neck, and replied sincerely: "——It's too cold, too cold. I'll hold you for a while."

Song Yun couldn't see Yin Huai's smirk at the corner of his mouth in this posture, but Song Yun could clearly feel the cold temperature on the nose and cheeks of the man on the side of his neck.There was even a lingering chill on the fabric under his palm.

Song Yun pursed his lips, although he was a bit unwilling, but he still calmed down in front of Yin Huai.

The smile on the corner of Yin Huai's mouth became heavier, like a fox who ate grapes under the grape trellis.

After being hugged for a while, when Song Yun was wondering how long it would take to push this man away, Yin Huai suddenly loosened his arms and half-supported his body, looked at him and smiled meaningfully: " Baby, your heart is beating a little fast."

"I—" Song Yun was poked at the most embarrassing point, and the heat on his face that had only stabilized instantly "chuckled" up and burned all the way to the ears.

Song Yun immediately pushed Yin Huai away and got out of his arms. He quickly moved from lying down to standing up. Then he straightened his clothes and changed the subject in a hurry: "...Get up quickly, you have to go to the big tent soon." He leaned over to zip the front door.

Yin Huai had been looking at his little partner blushing calmly before, but now he saw him reach out to open the door, and finally got up, and reminded with a smile behind Song Yun: "It's windy outside, you have to be careful Prepare."

When he said this, Song Yun just opened the zipper, and the cold wind that had been blocked outside the tent just now finally found a gap, and instantly rushed in like a bursting embankment, engulfing him directly.

"..." The whole body is up and down, and the face is the coldest.

Unprepared, Song Yun was slapped by the oncoming cold wind, not only his nose was sore, but tears were forced out of his eyes.

In less than half a second, this round of encounters can be described as thrilling.

Song Yun slowly exhaled the half-breath he had subconsciously held just now, then blinked his frozen eyeballs, and stepped out of the tent.

This temperature is really evil. If it wasn't for the Fushui earlier, I'm afraid it would be frozen into an ice sculpture now.

The cold wind is howling, not only is there wind resistance when walking on the road, but the air-conditioning blowing from the face has even reached the point of choking.

In the camp, there were only a few piles of fires lit by the spell array, and now they can’t burn at all. There are only a few scattered vacuum cold fires on the corners of the tents in the huge camp, and the scattered cold lights are blown up and down in the cold wind. The bumps are shaky.

It is only a few tens of meters to the big tent, but within the range of Song Yun's night vision within these dozens of steps, you can see that the ground and the tent are all dead branches and leaves that have been torn down by the strong wind. It seems to be the hardest hit area after a typhoon passes through.

Judging from the surface situation, the degree of misery is far higher than the evil spirit in the cold wind.

When the two arrived, the big tent was full of people. Some were lying down, some were sitting, and some were standing. The room was full.

After Yin Huai entered the door, he stood directly at the door, waved his hand to the person in charge of the camp to signal them to sit in the past, and did not continue to go in: "There will be guests coming later, let's change the game this time."

As he spoke, he lowered his head slightly and leaned closer to Song Yun's ear: "Give me a talisman paper?"

"..."

Any intimacy under the attention of everyone makes Song Yun's chest feel tight, and the terrible thing is that Yin Huai happens to be very keen on it.

Song Yun took a piece of talisman paper with great difficulty, and passed it to him calmly, pretending to look normal.

Yin Huai curled the corners of his lips slightly, a smile flashed in his eyes, then took the talisman paper, and quickly drew four formation marks on the four corners of the talisman paper.

"This time the senior detectives are defending in the big tent, and the rest who can do it will go out with me to fight." He stretched out his hand and sent it forward. Discuss how to defend the endgame I set up."

The shining talisman paper on the table was the only light source in the entire tent. The tent was very quiet, and the scene of a dozen senior agents surrounding the table seemed to be frozen.

But this stillness did not last for a long time. A few minutes later, the wind outside the tent suddenly increased, and the brackets began to shake and deform.

At the same time, the evil spirit with the old stench began to seep into the tent from every corner.

Yin Huai raised his eyes to see a group of people gathered at the table not far away, and asked softly: "People are coming, how is your research going?"

"My lord..." The person in charge in the middle stopped speaking and hurriedly raised his head, his words were a bit cramped: "Among the four formations...is there still one missing?"

Yin Huai nodded: "I'll take the middle one, you just take care of things after the formation, can you hold on?"

The man finally relaxed a little after hearing this, and nodded confidently: "—Yes!"

As soon as the voice fell, the roof flew off.

"..."

The roof was blown off, of course, not because of bragging. Compared to when the two of them came out just now, the wind outside is now stronger than 01:30.Unlike individual self-occupancy tents that are integrally formed, large tents can only be built with pipes due to their size, and the buckles between the ceiling and the four walls are naturally the weakest link in strong winds.

The ceiling was overturned and fell to the side, and the four walls also creaked and crumbled.It's a bit miserable, but now that the "panoramic window" is turned on, the situation outside can be seen more intuitively.

The moonlight this night was actually very good. Even though the sky was covered by dark clouds after the wind picked up, there was still a little light shining through the flowing clouds and shadows.Now the black clouds are moving faster and faster in the strong wind, and through the mottled moonlight, one can vaguely see a huge black shadow appearing in the flowing clouds.

"Someone is here." Yin Huai turned his head and glanced at the dozen or so senior detectives gathered at the table.

A group of people understood immediately, retreated a few steps and surrounded the city and sat down.

At the same time, one can vaguely see the black shadow in the midair sweeping away, quickly swooping down with all the black clouds in the midair.

In an instant, it was as if the Milky Way was pouring out, and billowing black clouds came to meet the sky like a tidal wave more than ten meters high.

Yin Huai's voice was suddenly harsh: "Let's start."