Wearing the white moonlight of the two dead

The voice was full of irony.

When the resentment suddenly froze, Ji Hui raised his eyes to look at the statue like a fox, and shook off the black thread wrapped around his wrist with his hands.

The tightly wound resentment seemed to be cut off by something, and when it touched his wedding dress, it scattered in all directions, like ridiculous dust not worth mentioning.

The expression of the statue of the fox changed slightly, but it was restricted and could not make another move.

He could only watch the resentment being broken free, his eyes angry and resentful.

Jing Cen didn't know what happened just now, but felt that the front of the hall seemed to be much colder just now, and his skin seemed to be mixed with ice scum.

But in just 1 minute, the coldness that made the soles of the feet feel cold faded away, and there was nothing.

The front of the hall was even brighter than before.

Ji turned his head to look at Jing Cen.

"Do you have any wet wipes?"

Jing Cen: ...?

He was baffled in his heart, but he still went to his bag to get a pack of wet tissues.In the end, I couldn't help asking after seeing that there was one paper towel missing, as if it had been taken away by something.

"Just now……"

What happened just now?

Why is it suddenly cold?

Of course Ji Hui knew what he was going to ask, after wiping his wrist casually, he said with a smile: "It's nothing."

"It's just that the idol has appeared."

Apparition of gods?

What is this called?

It was rare for Jing Cen to be choked by others. When he turned his head and saw the strange statue of a fox with a human face, he shuddered slightly.

However, he soon realized that nothing happened to him.

Was it that the idol didn't attack him just now, or...?

After Ji Hui wiped his hands clean, he answered Jing Cen's doubts with a half-smile.

"Speaking of which, I protected you again just now."

"You can write it down."

Jing Cen just wanted to refute, but instinctively felt that he couldn't speak to the other party, so he swallowed with brows.

It was clear that the spirit behind him let him uncover the statue, and this matter was originally caused by him, so he couldn't be more happy.

But Jing Cen told himself to bear with it, there is no need to argue with ghosts.After looking at the front of the hall, he frowned and asked, "When can we leave?"

The mountain road was blocked by heavy rain, and there was no electricity or signal here, so it was impossible to ask for help.Jing Cen has never been so eager to leave this ghostly place.

Ji Hui was not in a hurry.

"hold on."

He looked up at the statue that had returned to normal.

This idol gave him a strange feeling, as if it had certain rules, but it reminded him... of those ghosts in the Abyss game before.

It won't kill people at the beginning, but it will be able to do it after its restrictions are loosened step by step over time.

Just like yesterday, during the day, this idol has no ability to use it at all.

During the day today, although he was much weaker than at night, he could easily drive out his grievances.

If he wasn't here, this grievance would not end well for any ordinary person.

Ji Hui's interest in the statue became more and more intense.

He had a hunch that maybe tonight would be a breakthrough.

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Jing Cen.

"Are you scared?"

Tsk, who is not afraid of ghosts?

Jing Cen frowned tightly, hearing these words, he always felt that something was brewing behind his back.

Ji Hui lowered his eyes and said, "It's not that I don't want to go out earlier, it's just that I can't go out now."

"The mountain road has collapsed, and you can't drive. Ghosts can go out, but people may have accidents due to loss of temperature before they go through the forest."

This is true.

The implication of his words was that Jing Cen's expression softened a little, and he felt that he was a little bit like a soldier.The back spirit saved him twice, so how could he come up with any bad ideas again.

And didn't I take an adventure just now?

It should be fine.

After struggling in his mind for a while, Jing Cen suddenly thought of something and raised his head.

"Are you going out too?"

He acquiesced that the spirit behind him was a ghost, but he forgot that he was going out too.

Ji Hui smiled vaguely: "I'm your soulmate, of course I want to go out with you."

Jing Cen: ...

It seems so.

Ji Hui raised his eyebrows and looked at the expression on the protagonist Shou's face, thinking it was quite interesting to tease him.

Jing Cen is very tangled here, but Ji Hui already has an idea.

It's just that this idea needs Jing Cen's cooperation...

He glanced at each other and smiled slightly.

Jing Cen's body turned cold, and he was inexplicably suspicious.

It wasn't until evening that he knew where his premonition came from.

After listening to Ling Ling's words, he slightly opened his eyes in disbelief.

"You want me to go out now?"

At this time, it had already started to rain outside, and as the night approached, the rain in Minshan Village began to increase. There was a loud thunder outside, accompanied by the sound of pouring rain, Jing Cen almost thought he heard it wrong.

"There are so many people looking for me outside, isn't it self-inflicted if I go out now?"

He just lay on the outside and listened for a while, but the villagers didn't find him near the foot of the mountain, and now he has returned to the village.

If he goes out now, he will be discovered in all likelihood.

Ji Hui was not affected by his tone, but said in his heart:

"It's not safe here at night."

"One day passes, and as long as the villagers are not stupid, they will come here."

"And..." He paused.

"You didn't throw yourself into a trap."

"And to be bait."

bait?

Jing Cen froze for a moment, the bad premonition seemed real.

Ji Huihui looked back: "Don't you want to go out?"

"I'm helping you."

"Tonight, the idol will release the restrictions and attack us."

"This is our best chance."

Jing Cen: ...

What kind of opportunity is this?

He looked ugly.

No one could see Ji Hui's red wedding dress clearly in the dark night, so he just said lightly:

"This is indeed a good opportunity. If my guess is correct, it will possess the villagers and come to us."

"You should be able to tell the difference between a complete statue and a statue that distributes its abilities to the villagers, right?"

Jing Cen would be a fool if he didn't know what was going on behind the scenes.

"So you are going to let me lure the possessed villagers away, and then deal with the god statue whose strength has been greatly reduced?"

"But why don't you deal with it in the daytime..." He raised his eyes to look at the upright fox, hesitant to speak.

During the day the idol does not appear to be threatening.

Ji Hui smiled slightly.

"You don't think this god is real, do you?"

But isn't this the most special one?

You also need to feed the soul nourishing incense.

He didn't say anything, Ji Hui shook his head.

"This idol is really special. It can attach part of the spirit of the clay fox to it, but it is not its body."

"This is at best its most powerful avatar. The body is not here."

Jing Cen frowned.

I don't know how Ling knew so much behind the two being together, but Ji Hui didn't mean to explain to him.

These things are what he felt when he fought against the clay fox statue as a ghost, and of course ordinary people don't know it.

He just looked at Jing Cen quietly.

"I said, I will protect you."

The air was very still.

Jing Cen took a deep breath, and felt that he was an idiot who was glad that he was fine after seeing the statue during the day.

But now there is no other choice.He frowned, and he had already agreed in his heart, but: "Ordinary villagers are okay, but you said that the gods will possess those people in Minshan Village at night, what if I can't run away from them?"

The role of the bait is to walk people to run. If he can't run, he will be caught, and it will be difficult for the back spirit.

Ji Hui obviously thought of this question a long time ago, and turned to look at Jing Cen: "Come here."

Jing Cen didn't know why, but he still walked over.

Ji replied: "I will draw a talisman in your palm."

"If you meet a villager, this talisman will permeate with cold air."

"You can avoid the villagers in advance."

Ask Jing Cen to confront the villagers?

Ji Hui didn't think about it at all. Although he took some soul-nourishing incense and managed to recover a bit, his power was limited, so he had to use the clay statue to save resources.

So he only planned to give Jing Cen the perception talisman that consumes the least amount of power, so that he can avoid people and walk the villagers.

Jing Cen breathed a sigh of relief after getting the guarantee, but he didn't expect that the guarantee given by the spirit behind him was a talisman.There was a twitch between his brows, and he couldn't help being a little weird at this moment... Is this the legendary ghost painting talisman?

He paused for a moment, Ji Hui ignored the change of expression on his face.Although it will take a while to catch the real body of the statue, he is already looking forward to it right now.

He didn't look at the protagonist Shou's redundant expression, and motioned Jing Cen to stretch out his hand when it was getting dark outside.

"Close your eyes."

Jing Cen hesitated for a moment, but still closed his eyes.I was worried that seeing a bloody hand suddenly appear later would scare him.

Ji Hui listened to the sound of the rainstorm outside, and when the time was up, he cut his finger and dripped a drop of blood.

It was the first time Ji Hui saw his own blood.

I originally thought that the blood would change after becoming a ghost, but now it seems that it does not.

The color of the blood is still red, but compared to fresh hot blood, Ji Hui's body is cold, and so is the blood.

When the drops of blood dripped onto his palm, Jing Cen lightly "sneered", feeling as if a piece of ice had melted into his hand, and his teeth chattered from the cold.

Fear of unknown people is always unavoidable, and he couldn't help remembering that there was a ghost behind him at this moment.

I don't know what that ghost looks like, maybe it looks like a fierce ghost with blue face and fangs, or maybe it's as weird as a clay fox in front of the hall.

The originally calm mind became more and more confused, and Jing Cen couldn't help getting goosebumps.

After the ice-like coldness penetrated his entire arm, he couldn't help but ask: "Have you painted yet?"

Ji Hui said lazily: "Not yet."

"Are you in a hurry?"

Jing Cen closed his mouth irritably.

At this time, Ji Hui randomly picked up a clean dry branch from the side, recalled the countless spells he had drawn in the Abyss game before in Jing Cen's palm, and slowly drew the perception spell in his palm.

When the rough branches slid across the palm, it brought a dry feeling that made the scalp tingling, and Jing Cen's scalp was about to explode.For a moment, he thought of a skin-like finger drawing on the palm of his hand behind his back.

His beautiful eyebrows and eyes were tense because of tension, and the muscles in his arms were bulging.

"Is this your hand?"

Jing Cen tried his best not to let himself jump up, and tried his best to restrain his tone, for fear of angering the spirit behind him.

Ji Hui glanced at him, but didn't answer immediately, but concentrated on drawing the spell.

When Jing Cen was about to go crazy after the perception symbol was slowly drawn, he said casually, "Oh, are you talking about drawing this on your hand?"

"It's just a branch I randomly picked up on the side of the road."

"What's wrong?"

tree, branch?

With his heart fluctuating, Jing Cen opened his eyes wide.

Only then did Ji Hui think of something: "Sorry, I forgot to tell you, I'm a bit of a clean freak, that's why I used tree branches."

"Are you OK?"

Jing Cen: ...

He grasped it tightly, and sure enough, he felt that it was a rotten branch on the side of the road, with dry leaves on it.

He took a deep breath, he didn't know whether he should be relieved that it was not a dead bone that drew a talisman on his palm, or angry at the cleanliness of the spirit behind it.Because I have a cleanliness habit, so I used a tree branch to draw symbols on him?

The spirit behind whose family is like this!

Jing Cen was so angry that he couldn't speak.

At this moment, Ji Hui withdrew his hand and looked at Jing Cen leisurely.

"Okay, it's almost time, you can go out now."

At this time, the sky outside had completely darkened, exactly the same as when Jing Cen and the others came to Minshan Village the day before yesterday.

Jing Cen took a deep breath, and before he had time to say anything, he clenched his palms and did some mental work for himself, then walked out with the umbrella.

"you."

When he walked to the door, he hesitated for a moment and turned around, frowning impatiently.

Ji Hui leaned against the table with a firm tone.

"Don't worry, it will work."

This sentence gave people a great sense of security, and Jing Cen also wondered that he would listen to the words of an unknown ghost and get a sense of security from him.

What's even more irritating is that the other party said this, and he was really relieved unconsciously.

Jing Cen turned his head to look at the empty room, and finally turned his head to leave.

Ji Hui was not affected by the changeable psychological activities of the protagonist, he watched Jing Cen leave and shook his head.

The wound on his hand was still there, Ji Hui's crow's eyelashes drooped, and with a light wipe with his fingertips, the wound on his hand stopped bleeding, just as he stopped the wound.

the other side.

Jiang Yuhan was in the bathroom, but suddenly stopped, and the cell phone rang twice in the living room.He put on his clothes and walked out, looked at the display and picked it up.

"Mr. Jiang, the results of what you want to check have come out."

"Are you coming to pick it up now or send it to the company?"

The tall figure of the young man was reflected in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. Even after he just came out of the bathroom, Jiang Yuhan's handsome eyebrows and eyes were still cold and deep.

The sapphire-like indifferent eyes drooped, as if nothing could make them fluctuate.

He glanced at the heavy rain outside, covered the expression in his eyes, and said lightly:

"I'll come and get it."

After answering the call, Jiang Yuhan hung up the phone. Jiang Yuhan put the phone aside, but at this moment he saw the wound on his index finger.

I don't know when there was a bloody scar there.

Jiang Yuhan's expression darkened, and he withdrew his hand.

……

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

Jing Cen went to lure the villagers.

Ji Hui closed his eyes, and began to try to find the source of the resentment from the villagers.He didn't lie to Jing Cen during the day, he really needed him to distract the villagers.

But... more importantly.

Find the source from the fluctuations in the control of the villagers' resentment.

Therefore, the more villagers move, the more intense their emotions are, and the easier it is to find them.

He followed the strands of Yin Qi to look over.

It was found that whether it was the villager with the missing leg or others, their grievances were intertwined.

It is difficult for a celestial master to identify this thing, but it is very simple as a ghost of the same kind.

Ji Hui opened his eyes, following the villagers' resentment.

The villagers tonight are no longer the same as before. If last night was still half-human and half-ghost, then tonight is already a complete ghost.

The eyes of the villagers looking for Jing Cen with a hoe have turned completely black.

The smiles on the corners of their mouths were violent and strange. One of the teams was walking and screaming, while the other team was quietly lying in ambush on the other side.

He didn't know how many times he watched such a scene in the abyss game.

Ji Hui raised his eyebrows, thinking that Jing Cen shouldn't be so foolishly tricked, after all, there is the perception symbol he drew.

He glanced at Jing Cen, and went from the only direction where resentment appeared, running in the opposite direction from Jing Cen.

After a long time, the village was almost flooded, and Ji Hui finally found the source of his resentment.

All the grievances controlling the villagers stopped in an abandoned wasteland and disappeared.

Ji Hui closed his eyes again, and finally locked his target on the locust tree in the abandoned garden.

Is it in here?

He narrowed his eyes slightly, interested.

The human-faced fox statue, who was finally able to use his abilities, didn't know that the red-clothed ghost was not with Jing Cen. He thought that the two were together as they were during the day, so he controlled the villagers to keep looking for Jing Cen.

But he didn't know that because of its actions, people followed the fluctuations of resentment to find its lair!

Ji Hui restrained his breath, took the branch that had been used to draw Jingcen's amulet in the evening, squatted down, and gently poked twice in the wet soil.

The corners of his lips curled up when he saw the blood oozing out of the ground.