The motionless ghost outside the window, the elegant painter inside the window, a silent and wonderful tacit understanding spread, allowing Xiao Xuechen to gradually settle down.

She has seen the ghosts that don't hurt people, and in deduction games, distorted order and rules can often give birth to products that contain cause and effect, between reason and chaos.

Ghost objects are the most representative.

Whether they have resentment and evil thoughts, or hope and persistence, is determined only by the truth, not by the state of being.

Wing Seng Chow...... It's probably a ghost that retains a high level of thinking ability.

Maybe it's because the atmosphere is too comfortable, or maybe it's the trust in his heart for the strength of his teammates, Xiao Xuechen is playing with his mobile phone, not knowing when he was tired and sitting on Yu Xing's bed, let alone why he fell asleep.

She lay on the sheets with a big grin, the hard wooden planks made her back hurt, and her legs were still weakly propped on the ground, Yu Xing sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her quietly.

Is it still like this......

No matter who it is, no matter how dangerous it is, as long as you are close to him at night, you will be drowsy?

In recent years, his physical condition has begun to affect others......

The brush paused slightly, and Yu Xing hid the coldness in his eyes.

It's time to solve it quickly, or one day he won't even have a chance to solve the problem.

……

The long night is twilight, and the dawn is fluttering.

Before the first rays of light seeped in from the top of the mountain, a very penetrating loud rooster crow began from nowhere and quickly spread to every corner of Guanjia Village.

Yu Xing narrowed his eyes, the painting in his hand was almost finished, and the time was only five o'clock, earlier than he expected.

He put down the pen, shook his sore arm, rubbed his waist twice, and felt sorry for his buttocks, which had been sitting on the hardwood bed for hours and basically didn't move, and finally stood up.

Zhou Yongsheng gave a hint of blood letters, everything indicates before the rooster crows, that is, no matter what kind of curse or rule there is at night, it will not be counted from this moment on.

The other party has been standing outside the window in the middle of the night to be a "model" for him, and with it, the village chief and the woman have not come to look for trouble again.

Pushing open the window, Yu Xing supported his body with his elbows, put his forearms on the edge of the window, and looked at Zhou Yongsheng's terrible face up close: "Since you have good intentions, then you brought me here...... What do you want? ”

Zhou Yongsheng's eyes widened, her lips strained several times, and finally parted, and it made a difficult but clear voice: "The rooster crows...... Former...... I said no...... I hope ...... You can...... Help me, it's over...... It's all there. ”

Help you and end this?

Yu Xing's expression moved, obviously a question, but his tone was very affirmative: "The key point is the funeral." ”

“！” Zhou Yongsheng's excited look proved Yu Xing's correctness, however, it didn't get excited for long, it drooped its head, and the broken neck was out of control and suddenly hung to the side, Yu Xing could see that the other party was expressing frustration, but what about this effect......

Only showed horror.

I said...... Not too much, right away...... Sky...... Brightened, you must be ...... To help...... Help me, I gotta ...... Let's go. The other party raised his head again and looked at him reluctantly, "You really ...... It's me...... Most...... Favorite Painting...... Home, I ...... Didn't lie to you. ”

As he spoke, its form began to fade, and it was clear that it was not the coffin lying in the ancestral hall, but a ghost who had returned from the first seven.

The morning light is almost here.

"You wait." Yu Xing stopped it.

He turned around and flipped the easel over: "Come, the results of one night, you can take a look." ”

Zhou Yongsheng looked over hesitantly.

In the painting, the background is eerie and gloomy, as if it can arouse the fear in the depths of people's hearts, and the flat-headed young man in the center of the painting ...... It's like a sunny faction that doesn't fit in with this, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"The way you look alive is what I guessed based on the appearance of the corpse, how is it, like?"

"Like ...... Thank you...... You. Zhou Yongsheng's already stiff carrion moved, and tried to pull out an arc that could not actually be seen without looking closely, it thought that it was the same expression as the person in the painting, and bowed to Yu Xing.

After that, it disappeared into the morning light that finally broke through the mountain and shone obliquely.

Yu Xing watched it disappear lightly, and finally closed the window and turned around.

He......

Sleepy.

It's really sleepy.

It's only five o'clock, and the crisis has been lifted again, and he just wants to make up for sleep now.

Skipping Xiao Xuechen, who occupied his bed, he walked towards another bed.

……

Hmm, where am I?

It seems to have been a dark dream......

In the slight pain in his back, Xiao Xuechen woke up and opened his eyes in a daze.

And yet—

When she opened her eyes, it was not her exquisitely decorated bedroom, nor the sofa of the company for her to rest, but the dilapidated dim room.

This time she was sober.

She struggled to her feet, her jacket slipping off her, and she pinched the corner of her coat in a swift attempt to make sense of it.

How did she fall asleep? How dare she fall asleep in this situation!?

Anyway, San helped her put on this coat, so I really have to thank him...... Phew, that's not the point, the point is that she's crazy and falls asleep when the ghosts are going to come at any moment!

The tip of her shoe touched the ground, and her eyes were a mixture of shock and confusion.

It was already dawn outside, and although the dawn was not obvious in Guanjia Village, the faint sound of people outside the window made her clear that many people were getting up.

The time on her phone's screen told her it was eight o'clock in the morning.

There is an easel next to her, the painting on it has not yet dried, the painting style is quite weird, she was stunned when she saw it, and then admired San's painting skills.

Speaking of san...... Xiao Xuechen subconsciously looked at the other bed, and sure enough, she saw San sleeping soundly with her back to her.

He stayed up all night last night...... She was a little embarrassed, and she couldn't sleep when she said yes, but she fell so fast, it was too undeserved.

She couldn't figure out why she was asleep, and she hadn't even heard the rooster crow that had probably already appeared.

It was an accident.

She was thinking about it when suddenly, there was a knock on the door of her room.

“！？” Last night's experience made her instinctively tense up.

"Still sleeping? Young man, little girl, it's a shame that the other little girl who came with you is dead! The village chief's voice came from outside the door, and strangely, this time the village chief's voice was very normal, as if he didn't remember what happened last night.

"Got it, we'll go over and see it right away." It was not Xiao Xuechen who answered the village chief, but San who she had always thought was sleeping, but was awake.

Yu Xing only woke up for a few minutes, his voice was hoarse, he rolled over from the bed, and said to Xiao Xuechen: "Now we can leave the room, let's go out to wash our faces and see the situation at the scene." ”

When he said the scene, he was referring to the place where Ju Lan died.

At this time, Guanjia Village was different from the night, and before he left the house, he saw several villagers dressed as people passing by outside, all of whom looked hurried and gossipy.

None of them took candles.

Farther away, the topic of "someone died" was discussed loudly and unscrupulously by the villagers, and it reached Yu Xing's ears, and he rubbed the corners of his forehead: Very good, there is a taste of gossip about the middle-aged and elderly people downstairs in the community.

The news of the death has been spread on such a large scale, and it is necessary for Yu Xing to go and see.

What he wants to see is not how Ju Lan died, but the attitude of the villagers towards it and how to deal with the corpse.

After adjusting his mental state, Yu Xing's face faded from sleepiness, and he shook to the door and opened the door.

The village chief was standing outside the door, with a slight hint of anxiety on his face: "Go and have a look, alas, it's also your companion, don't be too sad......"

It's normal at this time.

Yu Xing didn't let go of the slightest subtle expression on the village chief's face, and he looked behind the village chief: "Where's the aunt?" ”

"She's going to make you breakfast." The village chief pointed to the kitchen.

"It's so hard." Yu Xing laughed, "Uncle Village Chief, borrow the kitchen sink to wash your face." ”

As he spoke, he walked towards the kitchen.

Xiao Xuechen hurriedly followed, she also wanted to see the woman's reaction.

In the kitchen, the woman was making a bowl of millet porridge, and this time there were no candles around her.

But then again, it's really not necessary to light candles during the day.

Seeing the two of them come in, the woman greeted kindly, "It's almost ready, wait a minute." ”

…… When it comes to daytime, it will be normal, forget what happened at night?

Xiao Xuechen followed Yu Xing to pick up water from the faucet and wash her face, and secretly looked into the woman's eyes.

Last night San had stabbed one of the woman's eyes with a dagger, and she had to see if there was a wound.

Under her gaze, the woman made a hot millet porridge and finally turned her whole face.

On the woman's right eye, a scar that had not been there yesterday spread vertically for a short distance, making the original ordinary appearance a little more hideous.

Yu Xing also saw it, his eyes widened, and he asked with concern, "Auntie, what's wrong with your eyes?" ”

"I don't know how I slept last night, I probably hit something, I was like this early this morning." The woman also looked a little confused, "Come, drink porridge first, I heard that a friend of yours has an accident, I have to go and see it later, right?" ”

"yes, gotta go." Yu Xing raised his chin to Chong Xiao Xuechen with the bowl and motioned to go out.

When I got to the courtyard, the figure of the village chief was gone, and it seemed that he had gone outside the house to participate in the gossip.

Yu Xing lowered his head and drank a sip of millet porridge, feeling warm in his stomach, and his body felt a lot more comfortable.

"This is-" Xiao Xuechen was in a hurry, her voice was a little louder, she reacted quickly and lowered her voice, "This is made by ghosts, you dare to drink?" ”

"It's delicious." Yu Xing took another sip of satisfaction, which made Xiao Xuechen sigh uncontrollably.

Really, is it important to drink it or not? The point is that the ghost is doing it!

"The villagers behave normally during the day, and they can't tell that they are a group of guys who will drag firewood knives and axes around the village at night to chase and kill people." Yu Xing raised a new question, "So, young lady, guess what, do these things have any memories of the night?" ”

"Probably not, you see that this woman doesn't remember that her eyes were poked by you, and she made you this ~ delicious millet porridge." Xiao Xuechen didn't touch the millet porridge after all, she couldn't get over the psychological hurdle.

Yu Xing: "Well, it makes sense, if you don't remember......"

Just then, the woman came out of the kitchen.

She looked at the two people who were "chatting", and walked over with a smile: "Did the little girl sleep cold last night?" ”

"I brought you a thick quilt, and you didn't even ask for it."