After a while, there was a person standing under every lamp that "can't be lit during the day and can't be turned off at night".

The only difference is that there is no one standing under the lantern that he hung up.

The street gradually quieted down, and a gust of wind blew, and everyone stood quietly as if they were no living people, and they didn't move, and those who didn't approach, thought there was no sound of breathing.

This strange scene is very similar to the time when the paper people are tied up, there will be a symbolic thing on the head of the paper people, and at this moment the lantern is their code name, and in this light, there is also a dissonance, that is, a black lantern, and a person stands underneath.

If you think about it, I'm afraid that this person is the one who died during the day.

Because he died yesterday, his lantern naturally won't light up at night.

This silence did not last long, and there was a melodious sound in the distance, like a flute, and it seemed to be a small sound, and slowly, the surrounding houses also changed, and the jade stones on the house that looked like decorations during the day lit up one after another, first flashing with a faint light, and then, with a red light.

I don't know if it's because of the light, or because there are red clouds on everyone's faces, but all in all, there is a red sea below.

After a few minutes, the music stopped.

Then the jade slowly disappeared again, and at this time, a small wind slowly blew outside the house, and these people, who had originally closed their eyes, slowly opened their eyes.

The lantern blown by the wind shook and shook and blew people's hearts trembling.

The people on the street slowly began to move, and then gradually became sensitive, after the brilliance of the jade completely disappeared, their speed actually increased to an extreme, and then a more surprising scene appeared, the people under the lantern began to fight each other.

Those people were fighting in full swing, and the person with the lantern not lit seemed to be asleep, standing there straight, like the kind of corpse brought by the legendary corpse chaser in Jiangxi, really called a motionless and unmoved.

It's a completely chaotic fight, scratching and biting using everything possible to knock each other down.

Originally, the fighters would make sounds such as pain or exclamations, but the group of people on the street did not make any other sounds, only the "bang" sound of fists hitting the flesh, and the red light revealed in the eyes carried a bloodthirsty meaning.

Everyone behaved like puppets, and no one would stop the pain and stop the bleeding when there were wounds on their bodies, but they just let the blood splash everywhere, on their clothes, on their hands, on the ground, and even on the lanterns, painting beautiful plum blossoms on the lanterns.

Hua Xiaomian was distracted, and then she felt thirsty, her eyes stared at the street without blinking, but her hand was touching the water cup on the table indiscriminately, but when she touched it, something happened.

Because his eyes didn't see, he didn't have any ability to perceive, so he directly knocked down the water glass, and there was a "clang", as if the morning bell had smashed to wake everyone up from their dreams.

The fighting on the street stopped instantly, and everyone's eyes looked at him in unison, staring at him with reddened eyes, making people's scalps tingle.

In a panic, Hua Xiaomian hurriedly closed the window, and the creak of closing the window sounded particularly loud in this silent night. Afraid of turning off the lights, he cowered in the shadows and stared out the window.

Where she couldn't see, the people were staring at the window, as if there was another person behind her, looking through their eyes.

The air froze for a moment, and these people seemed to have received the order and continued the movements of their hands, while the person who had been standing still acted at this moment.

The man had his eyes closed, but he was very familiar with the road, and he crawled to the window with his fingernails, scratching the window with his nails, and the sound of sharp nails scratching the glass sounded particularly harsh.

Although Hua Xiaomian is a witch, she clearly knows that her ability has not yet awakened, and if she opens the window now, she will be hitting a stone with an egg.

The sound of stabbing continued, and the moonlight clearly outlined a figure through the window, like a gecko, lying in front of the window, still a little eerie.

At first, Xi Qingchen first followed Hua Xiaomian to check the information in the bazaar, and then keenly discovered this layer of enchantment, and then quickly began to look for Hua Xiaomian, worried that she was not by her side, in case something happened to her, what should she do? She is an excellent energy absorber, if she finds another one, I don't know how much work it will take.

Then he followed the trail of Hua Xiaomian all the way and followed such a strange place.

Xi Qingchen is standing at the mouth of the Taoyuan Cave, looking down, that prosperous world, so false that he can't bear it, he waved his hand directly, so that Taoyuan showed his true appearance in front of his eyes, it turned out that this so-called Taoyuan turned out to be a ruined cemetery, many small tombs surrounded a large tomb, and there seemed to be breath surging under the tombs.

Each subcontract is like a separate room, and the largest one is really magnificent and palace-like, but where there is sunshine, there must be darkness.

There was a trace of blood leaking out of the largest grave bag, and one couldn't help but wonder, what was locked under this palace?

Slowly approaching it, Yu Qingchen could feel his power surging, with an enhanced nature, and he didn't notice his form, and there were some changes.

Xi Qingchen ran directly towards it and got in, on the surface it was just an empty room, many walls around it were embroidered with exquisite murals, each mural was a person, every brick had a person's name written on it, the center of the room was a pool of blood, close but there was no trace of blood, there was a cold mist rising inside, this breath was so comfortable that he pounced directly into it.

At this time, if Xi Qingchen can't find anything unusual, then he will be the king for so many years. Although his abilities are not fully restored now, the foundation is still there.

He knew that it was the blood of his own people, and for some reason it was collected here, and a lot of medicinal materials were added to it, perhaps to facilitate others to melt and refine.

This blood was of great benefit to him and could hasten his awakening. soaked in it like this, and didn't catch up with Hua Xiaomian in time to register the information.

In this way, Xi Qingchen fell asleep in the pool of blood.

(He didn't have time to stop it, so something very troublesome happened.) ）

When he awoke again, he realized that it was too late, and hurried to look for her, and on the way to find her, he happened to see people fighting in the streets.

He is said to be a human, but he is not a human, but it can be said that he is a demon race, but it is not like it, and it has the characteristics of both races.

It can be perceived that what they have is the ability that belongs to their clan, but there must have been some variables in it, causing a series of changes, and finally forming the appearance of no human or ghost.

Because the aura exuded by Xi Qingchen's body was the same kind of person, it naturally did not cause them to attack. So he began to go door to door, rummaging through the windows to find flowers and smiles.

The moon gradually turned westward, the dark clouds in the sky gradually obscured the moon, the light dimmed, and the sound of the street slowly quieted down until there was no sound to be heard.

Hua Xiaomian probably estimated that the current time may be around three o'clock in the middle of the night, because the legs were soft and squatted on the ground before, and now he moved his buttocks slightly, only to find that his legs were numb, and he gently rubbed his legs with his hands, his palms were full of sweat, and even his back was cold for a while.

The person outside the window still had to scratch the glass, the street was already silent, as if he realized that there was no one, the person stood up directly and jumped down from the upstairs, making a loud noise, Hua Xiaomian only remembered at this time that he was now upstairs, so this person would definitely be injured after jumping down.

In a hurry, he hurriedly ran to the window, trying to find this person's figure.

Everything was like an illusion, the whole street was silent, the ground was clean, there were no people, no blood, not even dust.

Only the lantern beckons, as if to tell the unquiet of the night. Hua Xiaomian thought that she was looking at her eyes, rubbed her eyes vigorously, and looked again, what was going on?

As if he didn't believe it, he didn't think about anything else, and pushed open the window directly, and looked down, but there was still nothing.

At this time, she happened to be seen by Xi Qingchen, originally he didn't find Hua Xiaomian, but she opened the window herself, and he found it. So he decided to be naughty.

Suddenly she began to regret her action of opening the window, and reached out to close the window, but suddenly a human head fell from the window, her hair stood on end, and her face was covered with blood.

The little heart that had just been put down immediately hung in the air again.

"Didn't you say it before? Don't look around at night, don't open the window. The voice was cold.

Listening to this voice, Hua Xiaomian felt that his fingers were a little stiff, and his brain was running rapidly, what could control him in the things he had learned?

Hua Xiaomian's voice trembled slightly, "Who are you?"

"Yo, so intimidating?" forced himself to suppress a smile.

This person can talk?

While her mind was messing around, the man spoke, "Oh hay, little girl, you don't know me, do you?"

With this, the man turned and jumped down, and stood in the room, not forgetting to close the window.

stood handsomely in front of Hua Xiaomian like this, with one hand in his pocket, a gentleman bent over, and the other hand reached over to pull her.

Those fingers were as white as jade, and they were exceptionally beautiful. In a trance, I felt as if there was such a person who had pulled her like this.

Maybe you're fascinated by ghosts, right?" Hua Xiaomian thought. Responding to him unconsciously, she put her hand on his.