Museum of the Dead

At night, the stars are densely covered, and the moonlight is bright and clear, sprinkled on this piece of land lined with bamboo buildings.

The most important festival of the Dai people is the Water-Splashing Festival, and at this time this important program is being held until the next night.

During the day, people bathe and change their clothes, and splash each other with spring water that has already been prepared, so as to achieve the purpose of blessing.In the evening, it is time for various activities.

"Amber, do you think the flower bag I made is big?" Tianling held a colorful "football" in his hand, and followed Amber like a follower, "Look quickly! Hey, I will throw it to you in a while." You, remember to pick it up!"

Amber still didn't speak, and sat down around the bonfire, separated from Tianling by three people.

Seeing people ignoring him, Tianling lost interest, and his face collapsed, sitting there silently, out of tune with the surrounding singing, dancing and laughter.

Seeing his unhappy face, Fei Yan couldn't bear it, and asked, "What's the matter? Didn't you feel happy just now?"

Tianling sat there motionless, he was a different person than usual, and there was a little reddish fire in his eyes.

Fei Yan's face was also flushed by the flames, shining brightly. He took the trouble to stare at the "flower football" who was still on the side of Tianling and said, "Is this... a flower bag? Isn't this pretty?"

Fei Yan's unconscionable words finally let Tianling, who had been depressed all the time, let go: "What's the point of looking good? Others don't appreciate it."

Fei Yan: "..."

I'm afraid you will feel uncomfortable if you say it looks good, are you really serious?

Of course Fei Yan wouldn't tell all of this, of course he knew who the "others" Tianling was referring to, so he looked around for Amber with his head held high.

After struggling to find someone, Fei Yan asked in surprise, "...how come we are so far away?"

Tianling didn't answer directly, but nodded his head: "Is Amber angry with me?"

Fei Yan raised his eyebrows, and thought to himself: You've finally gotten the fuck out of it.

But he deliberately asked: "Angry at you? Why are you angry? What did you do to make her angry?"

Tianling sighed: "...I don't know the details, but I just feel that she is angry with me."

Fei Yan struck while the iron was hot, and continued to ask, "Where did you feel it?"

Tianling frowned tightly, looking bitter and bitter, and thought for a while before saying: "It's just...she ignored me. Although she didn't talk before, her attitude was obviously different. I just talked to her and she looked at it. don't even look at me..."

As he spoke, he poked at the flower bag that was about to fall apart, feeling so wronged: "It's a pity that I don't even take a bath, so I specially made a beautiful flower bag for her..."

Fei Yan's eyelids twitched, thinking of the wasted glass of red wine in the bathing place just now, his complexion burned again, fortunately no one could see it by the fire.

"Actually, have you ever thought...it's not because of the flower bag...but..." Fei Yan said hesitantly, he felt that this should not be told by others, but let the person concerned discover it by himself.

But the authorities were too confused, and he, a bystander, wanted to help him.

"That's right, if you think about it carefully, could it be—" "You're flirting with other little girls" Before she could say a few key words, there was a gloomy sound of bells coming from the depths of the forest.

"Dingling -- Dingling --" the voice was crisp and strange, completely covering the voices of the girls dancing in the middle of the fire ring.

People quieted down for a moment, and for a while, only the "cracking" sound of the wind blowing the leaves and the "crackling" sound of the firewood burning.

Of course—and the incessant ringing of bells.

The ghost police trio instantly stood up, and Fei Yan couldn't sit still in fright, he patted Yin Lu'an on the shoulder: "What's going on?"

He used his toes to think that the sound of the bell would not be the sound of an ordinary bell, let alone the three of them were so cautious and nervous.

"Ghost bell."

As soon as Yin Luan's words came out, the people around began to discuss in low voices.Some people asked, "Where did this person come from to play tricks here?" Some people agreed with Yin Lu'an's statement-because the sound of the bell is so weird, it makes people feel very uncomfortable, and if you listen to it for a long time, you may be replaced by depression.

The world is not without such music - such as "Black Friday" and some heavy metal music.

But a single ghost bell can't know anything, but before Fei Yan asked Tianling, he said: "Although the ghost bell is called a ghost bell, it is used to summon the souls of people."

Fei Yan was surprised: "The soul of a living person? Why did you summon it?"

Tianling glanced at him: "Use it on the dead."

Fei Yan felt a thump in his heart, and suddenly found that except for the four of them, the rest of them started to spontaneously line up and walk towards a certain direction of the forest—that was the source of the bell.

"Didn't it...wasn't it fine just now?" Fei Yan also encountered a similar situation in Thailand, and his scalp tingled.

"The ghost bell is very powerful, and ordinary people can't hold it." Hu Po stepped forward and followed the end of the team. It seemed that she wanted to pretend to be the person whose soul was summoned, so as to find the source of the ghost bell.

Fei Yan suddenly remembered that he and the trio had no living souls, no wonder the four of them hadn't been summoned.

He followed Yin Lu'an, walking cautiously and dullly. There was a thick layer of leaves under his feet, and there was a "rustling" sound when he stepped on it.

The atmosphere is even weirder.

As the distance drew closer, the sound of the bell became more and more clear, and Fei Yan was fully prepared in his heart.

There may be a lot of scary things coming, don't panic, don't panic - he has been inoculating himself.

But the more the vaccination was given, the more uneasy he felt. His heartbeat was like a drum, and he could hear it through his chest.

Suddenly, the string of snake Gu bracelets on the wrist began to emit some slightly warm streams, and every cell from the fingertips to the limbs to the heart began to feel comfortable.

Fei Yan's heart rate gradually returned to normal.

It should be the curator!

As soon as Fei Yan thought about it, the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably. It felt good to be protected and loved by others, and he was unconsciously addicted to it.

Because he didn't know where the user of the ghost bell would appear, Fei Yan didn't dare to act rashly, so he took advantage of the dim night to secretly hook Yin Luan's hand with his little finger.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he touched it, the entire palm was wrapped by the curator. The curator's hand was dry and warm, as if there was a fire hidden in his body.

Then Yin Lu'an slowly inserted his fingers into Fei Yan's, and the two of them clasped their hands tightly.

Fei Yan's face suddenly turned red. In fact, he and Yin Lu'an had done more intimate things than this, but at this moment, the warmth wrapped his heart tightly, making him feel that there are only the two of them in the world at this moment. people exist.

It turned out that in his heart, the position of the curator had been placed infinitely.

The team suddenly stopped at this moment.

Fei Yan was too frightened to move, and the two let go of their hands calmly.

He stared closely at the eyes, not daring to be careless.

A person came from the depths of the night, his face was not clear, and he was short in stature, but judging from his shoulders and chest, he should be a man.He was dressed in black and held a bell in his hand.

In fact, the appearance of the ghost bell is no different from that of ordinary bells. Fei Yan speculates that the user may have applied special magic power or witchcraft to the sound of the bell to summon the living soul.

What the others didn't expect was that there was a group of people behind this person, and the way they walked was exactly the same as that of zombies!

A row of people, no, I don't know if they are human beings for the time being, a row of human-like creatures bouncing and bouncing after the person holding the bell in front, probably also being manipulated.

But there was one difference. The living souls on their side walked over as usual, but the row of people who appeared later walked in a completely different way.

Fei Yan suddenly remembered the legend about the corpse chaser.

A corpse chaser is a mage wearing a Taoist robe who uses a special witchcraft to lead the corpse to walk as a profession.

But the person in front of him is not wearing a Taoist robe!

Fei Yan couldn't figure it out, so he simply didn't want to, anyway, the soldiers came to cover up the water and soil.

The man in black still held the ghost bell in his hand, but it didn't make any sound for a while.

The man in black walked back and forth several times, and said some words similar to incantations.

Fei Yan was tense, and the yellow talisman in his hand was wet with sweat. That yellow talisman was his last hole card, and there was blood from the tip of Yin Luan's tongue on it.

When the black robe gradually moved away from him, Fei Yan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, the strings in his mind were still tense, and the danger was still imminent.

Just when Fei Yan thought that the man in black was getting farther and farther away from him, the man in black suddenly turned around and made a shrill sound.

"And a mouse!"

Fei Yan's heart skipped a beat, he didn't dare to breathe.

The man in black obviously noticed him, he waved his right hand, he didn't know what to throw out, and saw a cold light attack Fei Yan!

Fei Yan wanted to escape, but found that he couldn't move.Seeing that the cold light was about to stab Fei Yan, Yin Luan exposed his identity directly and grabbed the dagger.

Immediately afterwards, Tianling and Hupo also came out of the team. Tianling already had a soft sword in his hand, and Huber also prepared a mahogany sword.

The man in black didn't flinch, nor did he attack again, probably due to the crowd, he just laughed lightly, his voice was still sharp, scratching the eardrums of the four people: "So there is more than one mouse!"

Tianling was already in a bad mood, but now he was even more irritable, and cursed in a particularly bad tone: "Fuck you, you can see clearly, your father looks like a handsome man, and you look like a mouse. The row behind you They all look like mice!"

The man in black: "..." Brother, is it necessary for us to scold so badly when we meet for the first time?

Temporarily unable to distinguish between friend and foe, both sides did not attack, but the other party was very shrewd, and immediately saw that Yin Luan was the decision maker here, so he turned the conversation to him.

"Everyone, I don't have any other intentions. I come out to make a living. This world is too dangerous, and it is too difficult to live. I dare to ask you to give me a way out."

Tianling: "Can't you speak well? You traveled from ancient times?"

The man in black who was still drooling: "..." Didn't I just throw the dagger at this brother's face?Why are you targeting me like this...

Yin Luan said slowly: "I want these people."

The voice is so cold that one can't help but be filled with awe.

The meaning of Yin Lu'an is very obvious, that is, I don't care if you make a living or not, and I don't care what kind of money-making and murder you do, you can continue to do your business, but you can't touch my people.

The man in black was silent for a long time, then gave up: "Okay, got it."

Fei Yan's eyes widened. Now the curator can overwhelm others just by his aura?In the future, I will become a prosecutor or a lawyer.

The man in the black robe didn't say anything else, he rang the bell again, and the group of Dai people who had been summoned earlier turned their heads and obediently returned along the same road.

"Is this the end?" Tian Ling took the opportunity to talk to Hu Po, who finally said "hmm" this time.

Tian Ling was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth, his tail was already up to the sky.

The man in black held the bell and continued to find the next group of targets.

"Let's go, children." He turned around and counted the number of people, frowning, "Why is there one less?"

He counted again, and indeed one was missing.

"Forget it, maybe it's fate." Still holding the bell, he disappeared into the depths of the forest, as if he had never been here before.

He didn't notice, and after a while, the soft soil on the ground was pushed away, and a pair of blood-red eyes opened tightly.