Ghosts and gods do not enter the door

This obviously cannot be asked.

I also know that this is not a trivial matter such as eating and sleeping, and I can tell others casually, but Ding Mu just can't help thinking about it.

People are like this, the more they have no way of knowing, the more curious they feel.

A mouse is curious like a cat scratching its lungs.

He desperately wanted to know more about Guan Yi, more.

Perhaps it was because of Yin Shan's ability to zoom in and out on abnormal emotions, after only a few days, he felt uncontrollable feelings for Guan Yi.

Think about it carefully, when he was outside the mountain, did he miss Guan Yi like he was in Yinshan?The feeling that he is always associated with Guan Yi from something that has nothing to do with him is sometimes really hard for Ding Mu to understand.

He had never thought about emotional matters before, and sometimes he even deliberately said some unreasonable things to ensure that there would be no people with particularly deep feelings around him-this vacuum environment made him feel safe and made him feel Things are under my control, and the situation can still be controlled, instead of involuntarily thinking about and worrying about another person like I am now, as if I have lost myself.

On the one hand, he was embarrassed, because he almost never encountered such a situation, and on the other hand, he seemed to enjoy it.

He is willing to think about another, worry about another, and give up himself for another.

To another person, who I have only known for less than a month, I have this feeling.

Ridiculous, absurd.

The big joke of slipping the world.

These thoughts just passed through his mind in an instant, and Cheng Suxiang didn't realize that he just went out of his way.

If Guan Yi was here, he would ask him if he found anything, did he see something, and what happened.

Ding Mu frowned, he found that it was becoming more and more difficult for him to control his mind, and he would always think of Guan Yi inadvertently.

Suddenly, Ding Mu's scalp exploded at that moment, and he subconsciously flicked to the right, almost avoiding Cheng Suxiang.

A loud bang.

A wooden board on the ceiling hit the place where Ding Mu was standing, the board was torn apart, and the floor was even cracked with a crack nearly half a meter long, which shows the great force.Looking at the board again, it is two fingers thick and one meter square. It doesn't look like it can smash a big hole in the floor.

But it just fell down and cracked the concrete floor.

Ding Mu felt the maliciousness of the snooper.

The board was smashed inside the door, that is to say, even if they entered the door and did not respond to the door calling from outside, they could not ensure that they were absolutely safe.As for the board just now, if Ding Mushi really hit him hard, he would be disabled if he didn't die, at least it would bring great inconvenience to them both.He escaped, and the person behind him didn't lose anything, and even disgusted them.

Damn, what a small mind.

Ding Mu grabbed the handbell and covered it to prevent it from ringing.

The fact that the seemingly omnipotent snooper who hides in the dark can get so angry proves that he is not fearless and omnipotent. Here, he still has something to be afraid of.It's better to know this news than to know nothing.

Ding Mu glanced up, and pulled Cheng Suxiang to move to the side where the ceiling was solid.

For some reason, he seemed to feel that even though the snooper became angrier after he missed a hit, the sense of snooping was reduced a lot.

Somewhat weak.

Is it because of the handbell?Ding Mu glanced at the handbell.When they were just running wildly, this thing was "jingling" non-stop, making people's ears hurt. He had to pinch it to prevent it from ringing. Only when it calmed down did he realize that the sense of prying eyes had eased. up.

Apart from the handbell, there should be another reason why the man missed the hit.

That person seems unable to personally interfere with things in the environment, because every time he moves, he relies on directing the "people" here to achieve his goal. This is the first time that Ding Mu saw this person personally obstructing things, so it can be seen that he is very angry up.

This handbell seems to have really helped a lot.

"Brother Ding, let's take a rest." Cheng Suxiang sat down on the bed next to him, looking a little tired, "I feel a little pain in my eyes."

He didn't open his eyes, and today he "woke up" again by chance, and saw another scene. His eyes had never been so strongly stimulated, so he couldn't stand it.

Ding Mu walked over and patted the upper bed, and after confirming that it was firm, he patted Cheng Suxiang's head and said, "You should rest for a while."

Perhaps it was due to the sudden arrival of night and the repeated mental tension in the past few days. Both of them were very tired, but Ding Mu had just slept, and even if he was a little sleepy, he was within tolerable range.

Even in the Yin Mountain, one cannot fail to sleep.

If you give up your normal work and rest because you are afraid of ghosts and gods knocking on the door or accidents coming, you are actually showing weakness to Yinshan.

"I'll sleep for an hour before we go." Cheng Suxiang thought for a while, put the knife into Ding Mu's hand, and took out the military stab he was carrying from his bag, held it in his hand, and said to Ding Mu: "Ding Mu Brother, if there is anything wrong, call me immediately."

Ding Mu nodded and gripped the knife tightly.