The two stood at the entrance of the village and were silent for a long time.

Seeing Xia Min staring at the center of the village motionless, Han Lin gently tugged on Xia Min's cuffs and whispered, "Let's leave quickly." ”

When Xia Min heard this, he turned his head and showed a helpless smile: "We can't leave, we can still encounter ghosts hitting the wall so far away from this village, let alone here." ”

Han Lin was a little worried: "Then what now?" ”

Xia Min shrugged, still looking relaxed: "It's all here, go and see." ”

"But..."Han Lin stopped talking.

She also knew that there was no other choice at this time, even if she stayed here until dawn, the two of them might not be able to leave smoothly, and what would happen during this period was unpredictable.

If it was easy to leave, then those who used to be wouldn't have disappeared so easily.

It's just that I just went in so openly, and I always felt a little...

However, the words of persuasion still couldn't be said after all, because Han Lin couldn't find a better way.

But just as Xia Min was about to raise his leg to take a look in the village, he found that Han Lin's state was a little wrong.

Her body had become a little illusory, no longer having the same sense of solidity as before.

As for herself, she slowly became a little weak.

"You are..."Xia Min stretched out a hand, but he still didn't dare to touch Han Lin, for fear of breaking it.

Han Lin smiled reluctantly: "It seems... It seems like I've been out of your shadow for almost twenty-four hours, and I feel like I'm starting to get weak now, and I'm about to fall asleep in a little while. ”

Xia Min suddenly let out a sigh: "I thought you were going to dissipate, it turned out that there was no electricity, then you can go back and replenish your energy." ”

"But..."Han Lin didn't understand why Xia Min could still be so relaxed at this time: "Now if I go to replenish my energy, then you will be alone." ”

Xia Min looked strange: "Wasn't I a human before?" ”

Faced with this scene where the emperor was not in a hurry and the eunuch was in a hurry, Han Lin was angry: "When are you still joking!" ”

Xia Min raised his forehead: "Okay, okay, I'm fine, besides, I can still be much sharper when you enter my shadow, but I don't have any help dragging you, right?" ”

Han Lin thought about it carefully, it was indeed like what Xia Min said, he was okay with people, but if it was Ling, he really couldn't help too much, not to mention that he was very weak now.

"Okay." Han Lin gritted his teeth: "Then you have to pay attention alone, be sure to protect yourself, if you die, I can't go back to the place of death, and I will disappear too!" ”

"Got it." Xia Min rubbed Han Lin's head, the latter slowly sneaked into Xia Min's shadow helplessly, and after a while, maybe Han Lin would be completely unconscious.

Feeling the feeling of a foreign object entering his body again, Xia Min couldn't help but bow down.

"Gan... Why is there a shameful pleasure..."Xia Min couldn't help but give himself a slap in the face, fanning this thought out of his head.

Now Xia Min is alone again, in fact, Xia Min likes the current state even more, no need to talk to people, no need to communicate with people, just take care of yourself is to take care of the world.

Strictly speaking, Han Lin and Xia Min took what they needed during this time, Han Lin was able to obtain the energy that he relied on to survive, while Xia Min could have several times the usual spiritual power.

At this moment, he felt that his vision was much clearer than before, his thinking was clearer, his attention was more concentrated, and his reaction to the outside world was much sharper.

Xia Min paid attention to the situation around her as she strolled around the village while sorting out the information she controlled.

First of all, there must have been a lot of dead people in this village, according to what Han Lin said, even if the number of spirits is only one-tenth of the number of dead, it is not a small number, and there must be an extremely powerful leader, that is, the one who started it.

And on his own side, the only advantage is that he can really touch the spirit, and he can cause damage to the spirit, if these spirits are just children like iron pillars, then Xia Min will not suffer too much.

But I'm afraid that there is a special spirit in it, just like Han Lin, who can create illusions or other things.

If Xia Min is dragged into such a trap and loses control of his body, then it will be dangerous.

What is certain is that the evil spirit leader must have this ability, otherwise it would not be able to make people disappear out of thin air, but how to do it is still unknown.

However, Xia Min was abducted and abducted by a child who didn't look very smart, so the spirit here shouldn't pay too much attention to him, as long as Xia Min didn't attract the attention of the spirit, it was possible to catch them off guard.

That's right, Xia Min didn't think about how to escape, but to beat them up on other people's territory!

"There is also the day before death, and if you use it well, you can have a minute of invincibility."

Xia Min has not forgotten this ability of his, but the only problem is that the last trigger was just an accident, this is an unstable ability, and it can't be relied on too much, and this is an ability similar to the golden body, if you use it well, you can turn it over, and if you don't use it well, you can only wait for death on the spot.

Xia Min thought quickly in his heart as he walked to an ordinary courtyard at the edge of the village, which was also the closest house to the entrance of the village.

Xia Min didn't think much about it, pushed the door and walked in.

I don't know how long this village has been abandoned, but when the door is pushed, the air is full of dust.

Xia Min covered his mouth and nose and walked directly into the dim room.

The roof is very low, not tiles, but thick thatch, and such a house cannot hold out the rain at all if the roof is not thickened.

There was an object hanging from the beams of the house that had been dried into stone, probably bacon that had not had time to eat.

Xia Min didn't use the flashlight of his mobile phone, and after Han Lin possessed him, Xia Min could see things clearly in the dark environment.

There was a shrine on the wall in the middle of the room, and the idol enshrined in it was gone, but the incense that had not been burned was inserted crookedly.

And under the shrine, on the decaying old wooden table, there was a photo frame covered with thick dust, and Xia Min blew it, and found that it was a black and white photograph inside.

"The owner of this house? Was it dead before it was abandoned? ”

This seems to be an ordinary offering and sacrifice, and there is nothing special about it.

However, under Xia Min's rummaging, he still found some other clues.

Xia Min flipped to a notepad, to be precise, it should be a booklet bound with rough-edged paper, and the words in it were also traditional characters written with a brush.

There is only half of the booklet left, and I don't know if it was moth-eaten or torn away.

"It's dead again, it's almost me!"

The front of the notepad still records some trivial matters of firewood, rice, oil and salt, but the last page is a very abrupt sentence.

Xia Min stared at the slightly messy handwriting and fell into thought.

Then he turned around and picked up the photo frame on the table, and suddenly felt that this ordinary black and white photo seemed a little unusual.

The general posthumous photos are not to mention smiling, at least the photos of the deceased who looked more peaceful before his death will be selected, but this one, Xia Min saw a kind of sadness from his facial expression, as if he was afraid of something.

Judging from the notepad, this man seems to know that he will die sooner or later, and before he died, it seems that many people died.

Xia Min suddenly felt that things were more complicated than she imagined, and the things in this village were not just as simple as abducting children and abducting passers-by.