The man walked towards Master Lin, dragged the hem of his clothes to the ground, swept up the withered yellow leaves, and wrapped around him like a dancing moth.

Walking up to Master Lin, he stretched out a hand at him, a rough calloused hand, and pulled Master Lin up who was paralyzed on the ground, "Go, I'll take you to see how these poor guys eat." ”

Master Lin's whole body was soaked with sweat, as if he had just taken a shower, his body was also weak, his legs were spinning on the ground, it seemed that it was difficult to support the weight of his body, and he was unconsciously dragged by him in the direction of Yuyin Mountain House.

In a daze, he turned around and found that the dead leaves behind him had been trampled to pieces one by one, and those things also followed, following them, and walking towards the Yuyin Mountain House together.

The shadows of the trees overhead obscured the moon in the sky, and it was so dark everywhere that you couldn't see your fingers. Only the sound of the leaf breaking followed them at their feet.

The courtyard door of Yuyin Mountain House was open, and there was a tempting aroma coming from inside, but Master Lin felt that it was like a huge mouth of blood, waiting to swallow it in one gulp.

***

The plate of cherry meat in front of him had gradually hardened, but Master Lin had not yet returned. After looking at the door of the stove room for a while, Zhao Zimai raised his steps and walked out of the door and broke into the darkness in front of him.

There was no Master Lin in the thatched house, Zhao Zimai's heart sank suddenly, and while calling his name, he walked aimlessly through the Wubi Pavilion.

The dark night is like a pen dipped in ink, smearing all the houses and pavilions here in a blur, coupled with the seven and eight turns of the corridor and the curved bridge, making it even more difficult for him to distinguish the direction, the whole pavilion? Like a big chessboard that's complicated and quirky? He's in the middle of it, and he doesn't know how to fall into it.

"Master Lin."

Zhao Zimai shouted again? But he swallowed the last word in his stomach suddenly: Isn't it? He himself is not familiar with the Infinite Pavilion, so is it reasonable to get lost here? But Master Lin, is he the one who has been working in the Mobi Pavilion for a few years? Even if it's the middle of the night? It is impossible to get lost.

So, is he also like Zifu, like those who have disappeared one after another in the past few years, and disappeared in this pavilion?

Thinking of this? Zhao Zimai only felt that his scalp was tight? His mind suddenly cleared up: the place where Zifu disappeared last night was Yuyin Mountain House, did Master Lin also go there? But what was he going to do there, was there something that led him there?

Sorting out the context, Zhao Zimai squinted and carefully identified his position? He could see that the place he was in now was next to the courtyard where he had dinner yesterday? This courtyard is located on the west side of the Mobi Pavilion? And Yuyin Mountain House, he remembered what Zifu said? It is located in the northernmost part of the Incredible Pavilion.

Thinking so? Zhao Zimai quickened his pace? Walking along the crooked bridge towards the north, the cat bent over his waist and kept his steps as slow as he could, as if he were afraid of being noticed.

The moon's face was projected into the pool of water beside her, curved, and the ends were pointed and upturned, as if she were laughing. Zhao Zimai felt that this smile was extremely cold, like a sharp blade, straight into his heart. Zifu also walked along this curved bridge towards Yuyin Mountain House yesterday, right? He had to go and get something particularly important, so he came to the Incredible Pavilion in the middle of the night. However, if he knew that after the night, all he had left was a finger and a puddle of blood, he would not have chosen to come, no matter how important that thing was to him.

And what about himself? He already knew the end of Zifu, but he still had to go, Master Lin came to the Wubi Pavilion to help him, he couldn't escape from the battle no matter what, and left him here alone.

"Quack."

A waterfowl flew past the water, and the splash of its wings splashed on Zhao Zimai, startling him. But he was provoked for a moment, but a thought suddenly popped up in his mind: If wild ghosts don't eat people, then what are they that eat people? Could it be that there is also a man-eating monster hidden in this incomparable pavilion, which haunts and eats those who trespass into its realm when the moon is dark and the wind is high.

A chill jumped on Zhao Zimai's back, and he climbed up his backbone, and he felt his hair blow up, when he traced a monster with fangs and a bloody mouth in his mind.

The thoughts of "go" and "don't go" fought back and forth in his head, but in the end, he still forced his sore knees and trotted all the way towards Yuyin Mountain House.

Baotian once said to him, he said, Childe, you are sometimes too kind-hearted, and many people avoid things, but you have to take care of it, reckless of the consequences, and even risk your life. In fact, only he knew that he was "atoning for his sins", atonement for that event. Every time he does a good deed, every time he helps someone, the guilt in his heart will be removed, and although it will not be long before it will come back, he is still like a drug, madly obsessed with this moment of peace.

What kind of kindness is this, just to compensate for the lack of his heart, although for so many years, this kind of helping others has become a habit for him.

The Yuyin Mountain House was just in front, and this courtyard was supposed to be the largest of the entire Infinite Pavilion, and from a distance, its shadow outlined by the darkness looked like a monster crawling on the ground.

There was a sound of dead leaves breaking under his feet, Zhao Zimai lowered his head, and was surprised to find that the fallen leaves on the ground in front of the courtyard were trampled to pieces, as if a team of people passed by this place not long ago.

How is that possible?

Countless questions surged in his heart, and in the end, it condensed into a big stone and weighed heavily on his heart: Something is wrong here, something is very wrong, so Master Lin ...... His heart trembled, he clenched his palms, and walked towards the Yuyin Mountain House as little as he could.

The courtyard door was not locked, and Zhao Zimai pushed the door open a crack, and his eyes looked inside. Facing is a tall rockery that separates the Yuyin Mountain House from the outside, and it is a private place built specifically to entertain guests. Now, it doesn't seem like there's anything out of the ordinary.

Zhao Zimai's eyes rolled, and his gaze fell on the stove room on the left side of the courtyard, this room is not small, more than twice as big as the stove room where Master Lin makes cherry meat, and it is not locked.

Zhao Zimai stared at the door of the stove room, he caught a glimpse of something inside and flickered, and a faint, dull "tuk-tuk" sound came from inside.

Without making a sound, he pushed open the door and crept out into the yard to hide behind the rockery.