In the blink of an eye, a flickering black shadow writhed treacherously, and it was still writhing with Yangge dance.

Makes me jump on my feet in horror. There's something strange about your own shadow!

I subconsciously leaned in the direction of An Younian, and the black shadow under my feet also writhed and followed.

Let me have to admit that I was really frightened by this scene at the moment, and An Younian on the side always had a lukewarm attitude, which made me feel afraid.

I have experienced the feeling of being filled with fear but being helpless.

suppressed the fear in his heart and watched An Younian wait for his explanation.

He didn't say anything, just pointed to the shadow at my feet.

I didn't want to look at the distorted black shadow again, but An Younian didn't make any more movements or words, so I had to lower my head again. This bowing of my head made me can't help but jump my feet again.

It was only then that I realized that my shadows had become two, one seemed to be very fond of dancing, and writhed from time to time, swaying to the rhythm of the music, and the other was quiet, just staying there, changing his posture with my movements.

I pointed to the shadow that seemed to be normal, and asked An Younian, "This is my shadow, what's the matter with that writhing shadow?" ”

An Younian shook his head: "The one who dances is your shadow." ”

This sentence shocked me and I didn't dare to look at the black shadow on the ground anymore.

My doubts are even more numerous. It stands to reason that the shadow will not change at will, but now An Younian told me that the one who is not under my control is my original shadow, so who is the other one?

An Younian saw my doubts, he turned to the campfire and said, "Follow me back to the campfire, you have to bring that shadow back." "He didn't say much, didn't even explain to me why the hell was doing it?

I felt that passive feeling again, but An Younian refused to say that I couldn't do anything about it.

And just like that, we walked all the way back to the place where the campfire was held. I shone towards the bonfire, and found that the normal shadow had actually detached from my feet, slowly and leisurely twisted to Zhao Dashu's feet, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

And Zhao Dashu didn't seem to notice anything, and he was dancing by himself, and I secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As for why the shadow ran to me, and why it returned to Zhao Dashu when it encountered a bonfire, I didn't want to, and I didn't dare to ask Zhao Dashu for verification. At this time, the only one who can rely on is probably An Younian.

I turned around to ask An Younian for clarification, but found that he was long gone.

I had no choice but to continue to writhe my body with the villagers, so as not to be found out that there was anything abnormal.

As I danced, I observed the villagers through their masks and noticed that they always seemed to be radiant, as if dancing could bring them an inexhaustible source of energy, and everyone had a strange smile on their faces.

At least in my opinion, a strange smile.

I don't know why they've changed so much, but is the bonfire giving them some necessary energy?

I still couldn't figure out that the only person I thought could answer my questions was gone after I returned to the campfire ball.

I had doubts, as everyone danced together, Xu is twisting a little widely, and by accident, the mobile phone in my pocket fell to the ground, and the screen immediately emitted a dazzling light.

However, after all, the light of the campfire was too strong for the villagers to notice the anomaly, so I immediately crouched down and prepared to pick up my phone.

The sudden light from the mobile phone hit the feet of a villager, who immediately caught fire, and he covered his feet and began to roll on the ground, and let out painful pain*.

"Ah, it hurts, save me!" The painful voice of the villager caught everyone's attention.

"There's someone here!" The villager's burning feet frightened the other villagers.

They looked around in fear to find someone, while others helped the villager put out the fire in his feet. For a while, the bonfire dance party was so lively.

I didn't have the heart to join in the excitement at the moment, so I took advantage of their lack of attention and quickly put away my phone secretly. If I were found out by them, things would be very bad.

I pretended to be looking around as I slowly moved into the distance, trying to get away from the place.

Luckily, there were a lot of people at the ball, and they didn't notice my movements, but they were just looking around for what they called him, and I watched their behavior and fell into deep thought.

Why did the villager's feet catch fire as soon as they saw the light? When the rest of the villagers saw this scene, they immediately said that there were people here, weren't they human?

I said they were ghosts, but the shadows under my feet clearly reminded me that they were not; They say that they are the living dead like me, but the big gap between us also clearly tells me that they are not.

For a moment, my mind seemed to fall into a dead end, and no matter what I thought, I couldn't think of a reason.

I wanted to go to Zhao Dashu immediately and ask him about all this, but I couldn't, it would be too bad to say that something unpredictable happened because of my misjudgment.

And I think An Younian, who is most likely to tell me everything, is always the dragon that doesn't see the end, often appears suddenly, and then disappears suddenly, without giving people any warning, and even if you want to go to him, you don't know where to look for it.

I kept watching the villagers go about their jobs with a lot of doubts. I thought about everything that had happened since I came to the village, but I didn't have a clue at all.

First of all, who I am, if that person knows my true identity, then I am completely in a passive position, but so far he has not made any movements, or rather, he is in this campfire ball, busy absorbing some energy.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little cooler on my body.

This feeling that I am in the open and in the dark makes me very uncomfortable.

Secondly, what the hell are these villagers, ghosts? The living dead? Or is it something else?

I have never been able to find any strong evidence of their identity from their actions.

In this case, my identity as the living dead must not be revealed, and if it happens that they are the same as me, then it is better to say, if not, then I will definitely die.

Naturally, I wouldn't put myself in such a situation.