Camouflage Small Bag [Quick Transmigration]

Lin Xiuyuan curled his lips and stopped talking to the system.

In fact, thinking about it, I know that if the second master Huaifeng is not human, it is absolutely impossible for Zhang Daxian, who is quite capable, to not see it, but the existence of the evil spirit, the ghost, made him a little confused for a while.

His task is to find the murderer who killed the person in the coffin. Although the ghost said that he saw the third family lying in the coffin before he died, but from his own perspective, the person living in the coffin has always been Huai Yang. The target will not be affected by those factors. For Chu Xiaoyuan, the person in the coffin is Huaiyang.

The main suspect refers to the second master.

Even if he was not suspected, Lin Xiuyuan was not going to let him go just because of the letter.

Thinking about it this way, I have to make some plans again, and I can't sleep anymore.

That night, Lin Xiuyuan was waking up from sleep, unable to take a good rest at all, his consciousness kept drifting, and from time to time, he recalled the "Adjutant Lin" that Afu and Agui mentioned, as well as fragmentary dreams before.

He had a rare insomnia.

Fortunately, it was not boring. Huaiyang didn't rest much at night, so he didn't sleep.Before dawn, Lin Xiuyuan found that he had been looking at him without blinking his eyes. Putting it on someone else, he was already terrified, but Lin Xiuyuan found it amusing. Looking at him, the man's gaze did not change at all.

Lin Xiuyuan regained his energy just looking at it, sat up and said with a smile, "I won't sleep here anymore."

Huai Yang stood up like a zombie: "Where are you going?"

Lin Xiuyuan: "In your coffin."

"..."

He didn't really want to continue sleeping in the coffin, but he just used this excuse to lure people to the hall for a walk. He wanted to go out to enjoy some fresh air, and also wanted to look at the portrait that had been wiped off his face.

Huai Yang didn't say a word, after he got out of bed, he pinched his wrist and walked alongside him.

The room they slept in was very close to the hall, but Lin Xiuyuan deliberately walked slowly. The sky outside was not too dark, it was between night and dawn, and the sky was foggy, so he could see the road under his feet clearly.

The doors of Afu and Agui's rooms are closed tightly at the moment, and they should be sleeping soundly.

According to reports, after the ghost disappears, it will take a while for the people-catching net to become invalid, as fast as half a month, as slow as a year or two. Lin Xiuyuan has not yet informed them that there should be a way to leave the house at the bottom of the lotus pond. I don't know where the road leads to. Secondly, even if it is safe, there is a high probability that he can only get out of this house. Leaving Asan is still a problem. He is also afraid that A Fu and A Gui will alert other bandits after rushing out and block the only road. It was a trivial matter, those bandits killed without blinking an eye, and Lin Xiuyuan didn't want these two people to have any contact with them unless it was absolutely necessary.

To send Ah Fu and Agui away, he first had to control the second master.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiuyuan led his ghost husband to the hall.

The portrait in the center of the altar was made paler by the hazy light.

He stepped forward to stare at the faceless portrait, looked at it for a while, and then looked at the man beside him.

He thought of a question, is a portrait without a face really a portrait of Huaiyang?

The man beside him saw him looking between the portrait and himself, and walked straight over.

As soon as he stepped forward, the white candles on both sides of the portrait ignited automatically. The man tore off the portrait with a splash, and the rice paper passed over the flames.

"!!!" When Lin Xiuyuan rushed over, more than half of the portrait had been burned, "Why do you..."

"It's not pretty." Huaiyang flicked the ashes away from his hands with a sullen face.

"..."

Seeing the flames licking up the remaining paper, Lin Xiuyuan couldn't say anything. Even after being burned like this, he felt that his idea not long ago might be right.In the past, I raised Huaiyang's hand and looked at it. Not to mention the hand, the whole glove didn't have any traces of unburned. , Continue to delve into it.

The man in front of him pursing his lips while he was patting him suddenly turned his face away and looked outside after a while.

At that moment, the blood-red pupils overflowed with murderous intent.

As he approached, Lin Xiuyuan also heard subtle movements from the distant gate.

It was some kind of deliberately low footsteps, very light. If it wasn't for Huaiyang's movement, Lin Xiuyuan might not have noticed it. He immediately pulled Huaiyang's hand, with his index finger between his lips, and said " Shhh" action.

Then they hid behind the door with him, there was a window over there, and they dug a hole so that they could see the outside clearly.

At the gate, someone really sneaked in.

He was tall and slender, but because it was not bright, he could only see a vague shadow.

This is not an ordinary house, it is a haunted house that everyone in the village knows, and they usually avoid it, so how could someone sneak in?Is it still this time?

Lin Xiuyuan wasn't nervous at all, but rather curious, and just wanted to know who this person was as soon as possible.

The man didn't seem to have any intention of coming to the hall, so he bypassed the main road passing through the courtyard and walked along the trail behind the bamboo grove.

It was a path leading to the backyard.

He immediately pulled Huaiyang to follow, in order not to let the other party notice, he didn't dare to get very close, and not long after, he followed in front of the familiar lotus pond.

It's just that the previous figure has disappeared.

Thinking of the way out according to ghosts, Lin Xiuyuan had an inexplicable bad feeling, and asked Huaiyang in a low voice: "Is that person still here?"

Huaiyang: "In the lotus pond."

"..."

Except for Lin Xiuyuan and the people who practiced ghosts, basically no one knew that the lotus pond was another exit of this ghost house, and therefore, those bandits would think that entering this house meant that they could enter and never exit.

Who is this person who dared to come in alone and disappeared in the lotus pond? The answer is ready to come out.

Lin Xiuyuan did not let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He thought for a while, then hurried back to the nearest kitchen, took a kitchen knife, and turned back to the bank of the lotus pond.

Before diving, he looked at Huai Yang beside him, and was about to ask him if he should avoid water, but the other party bent down.

So before he could open his mouth, he was caught by the pair of claws and lay down on his familiar and stiff back.

"..."

Huaiyang silently carried him on his back and walked step by step into the water.

Obviously no one spoke during this period, but they already knew what each other was going to do.

Lin Xiuyuan pursed his lips, wrapped the blade of the kitchen knife in his gown and stuffed it into his bosom, clasped his shoulders with both hands and closed his eyes trustingly.

At first, there was a feeling of being submerged in water, but when the water reached the top of the skull, the original suffocation gradually disappeared. Lin Xiuyuan even heard the sound of the water gradually receding. It didn’t know how long it took until there was a sound of water falling on the rocks. With the sound of "tick", he slowly opened his eyes.

They seem to have passed through the silt under that layer of water to another dimension.

Here is a long and curved dark passage, with small oil lamps burning on the wall, and the ground is wet, with water dripping down from time to time.

Lin Xiuyuan was fascinated, until the man carrying him took a few steps forward, he was shocked to find that he had already reached the place, and he was still lying on his back.

Lin Xiuyuan jumped down quickly, not noticing the slight movement of the opponent's claws, trying to grab him and then retracting it in time.

He held the kitchen knife in one hand, quickly took Huai Yang's arm in the other, and walked forward beside him.

Huai Yang thought he was afraid, and twisted his claws to wrap his arms around his waist tightly, looking ahead with a dark look.

Afraid of alarming the people inside, Lin Xiuyuan didn't dare to speak the whole time, and kept communicating with him with facial expressions and eyes while walking.

[Squeeze your eyes: let's slow down. 】

[Glaring: Stop. 】

[Pouting: Did you hear anything? 】

[Pursing lips: I want to hold my breath (Lin Xiu's original meaning)/I'm a little scared (Lin Xiu's original meaning in Huai Yang's eyes). 】

So every time Lin Xiuyuan pursed his lips, he felt that the claw on his waist was strangling so hard that he was about to be lifted up and stuck to the opponent's body.

Moving forward with such difficulty, Lin Xiuyuan was sweating. He thought he would have to walk for a long time, but when he was approaching the next corner, he suddenly heard a man's mournful cry:

"...Your corpse must be destroyed!"

"Who told you to treat me like this!"

"Back then, I sent your body and the letter. You said that you would bless me under the Nine Springs to make everything go well! But! But the uncle died! I, I have become this kind of person now, too. You look like a ghost! Adjutant Lin...is this your blessing?!"

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: --wait for the aurora --2 piece;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：4216203520瓶；我要开飞机14瓶；我有一个秘密X10瓶；磕学家4瓶；时流1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!