"Are you sure she won't come back?" Fu Miaoxue hesitantly moved away from the table, and poked her head out to look out, "...... If she catches up with us halfway through, we'll be all done. ”

Bai Youwei glanced at her coldly, "What are you afraid of, even if you are caught up, it will definitely be me who will be caught up first." ”

Fu Miaoxue heard this, and snorted proudly: "Am I afraid?" What am I afraid of? I'm a living dead now, I'm not afraid of pain or itching, even if I am caught up by her, she can't do anything about me! ”

Bai Youwei looked at her suspiciously: "Then you ...... now?" Considered immortal? ”

"How do I know?" Fu Miaoxue glared at her angrily, "I can't kill myself and do experiments without anything!" ”

Bai Youwei smiled: "It's a pity not to try~"

Fu Miaoxue's eyes widened: "Devil! ”

The two women quarreled a few words and went out one after the other.

It was dark outside, the rain was heavy, and the stuffed rabbit jumped into a wheelchair and lay on Bai Youwei's lap, and after a while, it became a wet rabbit.

Fu Miaoxue walked in front nervously, looking around from time to time.

Her speed was obviously faster than Bai Youwei in a wheelchair, but she didn't dare to go first alone, and she always felt that it was more secure to stay by Bai Youwei's side.

After walking for a long time, they did not see the wreckage girl chasing them, and they gradually moved away from the village.

The old scholar's house was not far ahead, and the red lanterns under the eaves shone dimly in the dark rain.

Fu Miaoxue relaxed slightly.

But then she remembered the two paper people in the house, and she felt bad again.

If it weren't for the treacherous environment in the village, she really didn't want to spend the night here!

……

Without waiting for Bai Youwei and Fu Miaoxue to walk to the door, Du Lai and Shen Mo heard the movement and came to pick them up.

Du Lai was a little surprised to see that the two were safe and sound.

He and Shen Mo's skills are already among the best, even they can't deal with the wreckage girl, so they can only run away in embarrassment, and these two people can actually come back intact!

Although he vaguely guessed that it was Bai Youwei who made the move, he still couldn't help asking, "How did you escape?" ”

Bai Youwei said lightly: "I used a prop. ”

Shen Mo walked over and shook her hand, his body temperature was cold, and he frowned and said, "Let's go in first." ”

- Fu Miaoxue is a puppet, probably not cold, but Bai Youwei is weak and easy to catch a cold.

The four of them walked into the mansion again.

The door to the outer courtyard, as on the first night, was open.

The second door was only a cover-up, and it opened with a slight push.

Walking through the stone brick vestibule, the main house is brightly lit, and two paper people are sitting on high-backed chairs, with snacks and fruits still enshrined on the table, and the candles are flickering.

The old scholar, dressed in a blue-gray robe, held a scroll in his hand, and was reading an article next to the paper figure.

He reads very seriously, with a little nervousness in earnestness, like a child who is being checked by his parents for homework.

Bai Youwei thought that the old scholar was going to give them a question again, but unexpectedly, when the other party saw them, he only arched his hand and said politely: "It turns out that the distinguished guests are back, it's not too early, go back to the room to rest." ”

There is no intention of embarrassment at all.

That's fine.

They had just escaped from the wreckage girl, and they really didn't have the energy to deal with another one.

Somehow, Fu Miaoxue looked back at the paper figure more.

She seemed to be afraid that they would follow, and after a hurried glance, she grabbed Du Lai's arm and quickened her pace.

Du Lai's steps faltered.

After returning to the wing, the candles were lit, and the two men checked the injuries on their bodies, and Du Lai's ankle, which had been grabbed by the wreckage woman, was injured without any suspense.

The scratches on Shen Mo's back were also blue and black, and the layer of skin and flesh seemed to be about to rot away.

This is no ordinary flesh wound.

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