In the midst of the smoke, silent, looming, there was a bit of a strange atmosphere in the air. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info What's going on? Although I am full of doubts at the moment, safety is the most important thing in comparison. I turned my head to look behind me, and there was still a large white mist, except for the smoke and fog. Like this mysterious power, the fog is unfathomable. I stopped, not daring to move on, I was afraid that the next second I would be lost to another world. I couldn't help but sigh, and I had nothing to do but sit still.

Looking back carefully, I don't understand, and I don't understand in the end. I was attached to Xiaoru's body, and until the moment she died, I could still feel the coexistence of her soul. What I don't understand is that the moment my soul is out of my body, I can no longer feel her soul? This is no easy task. Is it secretly being manipulated, or is she unwilling to show up? If I had to choose, I'd rather believe the latter. After thinking about it, I found that I didn't have that qualification, and there were some things that I couldn't choose.

A dusty fog enveloped the land. Still slowly advancing and retreating, gloomy, gloomy, boring. I sat alone, sitting like this, with no one to talk to, as if I was the only one left in the world. In this realm, no one can interfere with me, no one notices me, is this a kind of silent and gloomy beauty? I laughed like an angry fool. Undoubtedly, isn't this a prisoner again?

From time to time, the breeze blew and the mist hit my face, and it was very wet. Yes, it's so quiet here that the slightest wind movement can float with this beat, feel something, and think about it. I don't have any plans, or rather, I don't have any eyes, but at this moment, I am still spending it leisurely. In the infinite fog, staring, there is no place above and below that is not the same, floating still layer after layer of fog.

How do you explain the fight I just saw? Vaguely, it was clearly two adult figures, and perhaps, I also had a time when I looked away. Thinking about it this way, I think it's a bit convincing. Silent, damp, stunned.

I don't know how long it took, until the fog gradually melted and faded. In the air, a faint gust of wind drifted faintly, and the fog veil was rolled up a corner, revealing the empty ridges. My eyes lit up and stood up very happily. As the smoke cleared, I smiled timidly. Gradually, I raised my head and looked at the past, and it was still the same ridge. Faintly, I even smelled the fragrance of roast chicken and roasted sweet potatoes, which came with the wind from time to time. Are you back? Back to reality? To confirm this, I took a few steps with courage. Nothing, everything is as calm as before. Probably there will never be any more heresy. How can you not see him in this remote place?

Disturbing me, I looked around a few times, but I did not see the man I was thinking of, except for the empty ridges and the gloomy weeds and trees. Hasn't he come back yet? Question marks linger in my mind. If so, what then? I pondered, hesitated, and walked back and forth with my slippers. In the dimness, if anyone notices, they will see a figure walking back and forth on the edge of the ridge.

Under the trees, in the jungle, beside the grass. Silence. I faintly heard footsteps. Who? Who could it be? Could it be him? Following the source of the voice, I looked up. In the distance, a figure appeared. In the dim night, slowly walked this way. I had almost lost control, and the fear and uneasiness that I had just felt had collapsed at this moment. I burst into tears, was it tears of joy, or was it some other emotion? I don't know the specifics, it wasn't just sadness. Once again, I realized that he was one of the most important people in my life. Many nights, a few degrees of drifting, he has quietly lived in my heart.

Soon, he was walking up to me. Without saying anything, I grabbed his arm and asked him if he was okay. He looked at me, raised his hand, and straightened my messy hair. What is there really...... Tell me about it. He was still smiling, his eyes shining, and for a moment, I was in a trance.

"As you can see, that's what it is. He seemed to hesitate and said this. Then he fell silent.

I don't know what he's thinking. That's it. As he pondered, I pulled him back and said, "Go quickly, the sweet potatoes are going to be burned." ”

Coming back to this place. It turned out that what I had just experienced was only a momentary incident. At this time, Grandpa Hu also strode over, looked at my messy hair, and then looked at his somewhat tired body, I don't know why.

Finally started eating. Grandpa Hu digs up the previously buried ingredients from the mud pit. A delicate scent took over my palate. I hurriedly ran over, took the heavy sweet potato, blew it in my mouth, and ate it carefully. When the old man saw me like this, he couldn't help but laugh at me. I glared at him as if at my pace, taking small bites. If it hadn't been for what had just happened, it would have been a great night.

In the distance. In the middle of a lush jungle. A dark shadow flashed quietly. Beside the black shadow, a white and a red shadow also followed. Under the shadows of the swaying trees, the shadows that disappeared together were entangled and wiped out in the dirt. The night cicada sounded again. The night was calm again.

On a summer night, there were many mosquitoes in the field, and after a while, I was bitten by mosquitoes. I'm impatient to shoot these annoying mosquitoes. Or take the sweet potato in your hand, left, right, right, up and down, and wave it. Nothing works. Grandpa Hu and Bai Leng Mian were busy next to me, rummaging through the dirt for sweet potatoes, corn and other ingredients. Xu felt too dull, so I opened my mouth and asked, "Bai Leng Mian, you fought with a female ghost, what was the final result?"

There was a pause in his hand, and Grandpa Hu was also a little surprised, and said, "What kind of fight?

He opened his mouth and smiled at us, "The female ghost was rescued, she is an old man, and the Dao may be above me." As soon as he finished speaking, I was stunned for a moment, knowing what he meant.

"It's impossible, Dao Fa is higher than you? This thing is really not easy to do, not easy to do. Grandpa Hu's face was silent and he said this.

Next, Bai Leng Mian told him what had happened. As Grandpa Hu listened, his face became more and more pale, revealing a mysterious and mysterious expression. I think he thinks it's incredible now, whoever hears about this thing will have such a look. Except, of course, for those who have experienced it personally. At that time, if I had the slightest hesitation, would it have disappeared from now on? To this day, I still wonder why they would do all this if they wanted to kill me and could have done it, what was the point, or was it enjoying the torture?