Yan Jin thought about what happened to the kid named Su Zimu just now, and thought that it was the evil ghost that scared Su Zimu to death before he was slapped away just now, Yan Jin didn't dare to make a big move, he glanced at both sides with the rest of his eyes, but he didn't see the evil ghost, and he didn't know where it went at the moment. Yan Jin felt that in this situation in front of him, it was important for him to run for his life quickly, and he was just about to get up, when he suddenly heard someone shouting behind him, "Be careful." ”

In an instant, Yan Jin felt that the temperature of the air around him dropped by a few degrees, and an eerie feeling crawled all over his body, his scalp tightened for a while, and then there was a sound of something being knocked away from his head.

Yan Jin turned his head and saw that the Taoist priest behind him was withdrawing the peachwood sword in his hand, and asked him, "Little brother, are you okay?" ”

The Taoist priest didn't wait for Yan Jin to answer, as if to confirm that he was fine, he turned around and began to fight with the evil ghost again, and the yellow talismans with fire in his hand flew towards the evil ghost in the air one after another.

Yan Jin was frightened, and after being reminded by the Taoist priest's words just now, he seemed to remember something, he put his hand into his arms, and there was indeed a folding fan there, which was the one that the Taoist priest gave to Su Zimu at the beginning.

"Prosperity, democracy, 、......and civilization," Yan Jin silently recited the core values of socialism while moving outside the gate of the village without a trace, trying to wait for an opportunity to escape. But after the time just now, the evil ghost seemed to be eyeing Yan Jin, and when the Taoist priest couldn't resist and fell to the ground, he slowly floated towards Yan Jin.

Yan Jin made a hand to resist a few times with a folding fan, and the Taoist priest who got up on the other side and rushed over again also helped him block a few swords.

Yan Jin saw that the Taoist priest seemed to be seriously injured, and there were still unwiped blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and it shouldn't last long, but at the moment, this evil ghost seemed to be rising, and it had been tightly entangled with him.

"Justice, rule of law, patriotism, dedication 、......", Yan Jin saw the evil ghost floating towards him again, and just as it was about to touch Yan Jin's body, the core values in Yan Jin's mouth suddenly turned into a loud shout, "...... Get out of here~"

Hearing the confident swear words that he blurted out just now, Yan Jin herself was stunned for a moment, was that "get out" really said by herself? The tone was full of domineering and anger, and there was no fear at all. But now Yan Jin didn't have time to think about it, because what he said just now seemed to really work, and the evil ghost in mid-air seemed to be stunned for a moment after hearing it, and then it really stopped pestering him. However, in an instant, he appeared in front of the injured Taoist priest again.

"Heh, it turns out that ghosts are also bullying the soft and afraid of the hard." Yan Jin silently despised the evil ghost in his heart, thinking that the Taoist priest had only saved himself several times, just now he saw the Taoist priest vomit several mouthfuls of blood, although Yan Jin was still trembling in his heart, he still ran towards the Taoist priest with trembling feet.

Passing by the altar, Yan Jin suddenly saw a stack of yellow talismans in the corner of the altar, which was the talisman that the Taoist priest used to resist the evil ghosts just now. Yan Jin subconsciously took a yellow talisman in his hand, then picked up the peachwood sword that the Taoist priest dropped on the ground, lightly scratched the blade with his index finger, and then used his bloody index finger to lightly draw a few strokes on the talisman, these actions were done in one go, when Yan Jin realized all this, he had already sandwiched the talisman just now into the middle of the stack of yellow talismans on the altar, and then ran towards the Taoist priest with the peachwood sword.

At this time, the Taoist priest had been knocked to the ground by the evil ghost again, and was struggling to get up, watching Yan Jin walk towards him with a peach wood sword and a stack of yellow talismans in his hand, without waiting for Yan Jin to approach and speak, they came to Yan Jin suddenly, without saying a word, just took away the peach wood sword and the stack of yellow talismans in Yan Jin's hand, and then quickly flew towards the evil ghost in the air.

Yan Jin quickly turned around and retreated to the back of the altar, he sucked the blood on his index finger that had not yet dried, and after gently groping under the altar with his other hand for a while, his eyes were fixed on the person and ghost fighting in mid-air.

Bai Yuanshan and the others in the room facing the street have already been frightened, and the Taoist priests who were invited a few times ago have never been entangled with the evil ghost for so long, so they have never seen the appearance of this evil ghost so clearly. Everyone didn't dare to gasp, staring closely outside the house, but everyone's eyes were always on the evil ghost, so no one saw Yan Jin's strange behavior just now.

The Taoist priest was seriously injured, fortunately there is still a little cultivation, has been struggling to support until this time is not easy, now this evil ghost is pressing step by step, seeing that he is far behind, so the Taoist priest's heart is horizontal, use the whole body spiritual power, the stack of yellow talismans in his hand to the air of the evil ghosts all thrown away, and then use the peach wood sword in the air a few strokes, sit in place, chanting words in the mouth, suddenly, all the charms in the air "whew" in an instant were all ignited, from all directions rushed to the evil ghost.

The demon didn't care about these yellow talismans at first, and easily dodged a few. Suddenly, one of the yellow talismans seemed to have eyes, and it slapped straight towards the door of the demon's head, and the ghost with the talisman attached to the door of the head suddenly seemed to be frozen, and could no longer move. At this time, all the remaining yellow talismans seemed to have heard the call and had long eyes, and they flew towards the evil ghost in unison. There was a terrible scream in mid-air, which made the listener shudder, and the sound resounded in the air over the entire long street of Baijiazhuang for a long time, until it was blown away by the cold night wind.

I don't know how long it took, Yan Jin felt that his feet were numb, he gently beat his feet with his hands, and then he heard a weak voice, "Come out, it's okay." "The person who spoke was the Taoist priest Fang Cai.

Before Yan Jin could stand up, suddenly the door of a room in front of him on his right was opened from the inside, and then a group of people came out intermittently, at first those people were still very cautious moving their steps, their eyes were full of fear, and they looked around cautiously, and when they found that the evil ghost seemed to be really gone, they trotted all the way to the Taoist priest's side, and instantly surrounded him. At this time, although everyone's faces were still frightened, their hearts were already full of joy, and one of the leaders hurriedly stepped forward to help the Taoist priest up.

After Yan Jin waited for the numbness and impatience on his feet to disappear, he looked for the road in his memory and quietly left Baijiazhuang.

When the Taoist priest passed by the altar with the support of everyone, he paused slightly, and couldn't help but look at the bottom of the altar, the young man who had just been hiding here was gone, and he didn't know when he left.

Yan Jin hated walking alone at night the most in his life, but at this time, he had been walking all night alone unconsciously.

The sky in the distance has begun to turn slightly white, and soon the warm sunlight will sprinkle all over the earth, Yan Jin stopped, and his breath of light breath revealed how eager his steps were along the way, at this time, he didn't care about paying so much attention, and sat on the muddy ground on the side of the road overgrown with weeds, and before he had time to calm down his disordered breathing, he hurriedly spread out his right hand that had been clenched since Baijiazhuang, and in the palm of his right hand was a round bead, and there was a small ring on the bead body, At this time, it was lying quietly in Yan Jin's palm, shining against the background of the morning sun.

Yan Jin had seen this bead, although it was only a hurried glance, but Yan Jin was sure that the bead in front of him now was the one he had seen in his dream last night. What's going on right now? Are you dreaming now, or are you really in a world where there is such a thing as ghosts? Thinking of this, Yan Jin's head couldn't help but start to ache faintly, and that strange dream slowly appeared in front of his eyes again.

In the dream, it seemed that someone was calling him, or maybe they were not calling him at all, but calling someone else, and he just felt that someone was talking.

Yan Jin felt that there was a person standing in front of him, although it was very close, but he couldn't see the appearance of the person in front of him clearly, Yan Jin rubbed his eyes vigorously, and found that it was just in vain, so he asked eagerly, "Who are you?" ”

"It doesn't matter who I am, this is for you, from now on, you are me, I am you." This person's voice is sometimes near and far, vague, and it is not very real, but it is unusually familiar to Yan Jin's ears.

Yan Jin instinctively stretched out his hand, and in an instant, there was an extra bead in his hand, he carefully looked at the bead in his hand, and at this time, he only heard the man say again, "It's been more than three times, I'm really lonely and too painful to be alone, I don't want to go on like this anymore, do you remember what I said?" Goodbye...... by the way, be careful......" Yan Jin couldn't tell whether the person was talking to himself or to him, but this time his voice was even more muffled and intermittent, especially like a bad signal when a mobile phone called.

Yan Jin pricked up his ears and tried to get closer in the direction where the voice came from, but he still couldn't hear anything clearly, as if he was afraid that the other party would not be able to hear him clearly like him, so Yan Jin shouted at the top of his voice, "What are you talking about?" What to be careful of? Who are you? ”

After Yan Jin finished asking, he didn't get any answer, this time, even the vague voice at the beginning was gone, he only heard his own heavy gasping sound caused by shouting hard, and the person suddenly disappeared, if it weren't for the bead still clutching tightly in his hand, he even thought it was just his hallucination just now. Then, Yan Jin woke up, and then he appeared in Baijiazhuang inexplicably.

When Baijiazhuang first woke up, Yan Jin stretched out his hand to wave the evil ghost, and the word was originally thrown out along with the bead, but fortunately, he found it under the altar later.

In addition, who is the memory in his head that does not belong to him, it is really terrifying, as if he has experienced it himself, is it the young man named Su Zimu?

The more Yan Jin thought about it, the more his head hurt, and his ears began to buzz, and a wave of dizziness hit his body, he couldn't help curling up, holding his head tightly with both hands, forcing himself to stop thinking about these things that made him uncomfortable.

At this time, it was already dawn, and the road began to appear one after another pedestrians and farmers working in the fields, and saw an unkempt and disheveled man sitting on the overgrown mud floor with his head in his hands, and everyone looked at him curiously and whispered about it.

Yan Jin waited for the dizziness to disappear, and slowly stood up from the ground, he ignored the side glances and discussions of passers-by, gently patted the dust on his body, straightened his clothes, and slowly walked into the distance.

Passing by a stream, Yan Jin remembered the disgusted eyes of passers-by when they looked at him just now, and thought that his current appearance must be similar to that evil ghost, how scary it should be, how scary it is, so he walked towards the stream.

Yan Jin came to the stream and stretched out his hand to pick up a handful of stream water, first "coo-dong" and drank it happily, and then washed his face indiscriminately, and on the reflection in the water, Yan Jin casually tidied up his hair and clothes, and suddenly, as if he was frightened by something, he took a few steps back suddenly, and fell to the ground, his face was terrified, as if he had seen a ghost.