It was dark and dreary that day, as if it was going to be pressed down in the next second, and Duan Xiye involuntarily took a small step back.

The sudden disappearance of the horses, the sudden appearance of the black fog, and the deserted wilderness made him realize that it was not simple.

The wind whined by, adding a bit of eerie color to the already dreary and tight environment.

It also makes people can't help but feel tight, and they just feel that everything is heavy.

Duan Xiye was very spineless.

Is this what adults often say about walking too much at night, and you will always see hell?

At this moment, Duan Xiye had countless strange things that had happened in strange books, he was just a powerless scholar, if something really happened, then what could he do to stop it?

It is precisely because of the inability to do anything that it seems even more panicked.

Duan Xiye felt that this was the price he had to pay for abandoning Xiaotuanzi.

If he is given another chance, he will definitely keep people at home and will not do such things that harm others and himself.

It's just that things have happened, and now it's beyond regret to regret it.

Duan Xiye trembled for a long time, and finally found some strength.

He groped slowly in the black mist.

Under normal circumstances, the sun has come out at this time, but it is dark and cloudy, and it doesn't look like the sun is going to come out at all.

No matter how dull Duan Xiye was, he knew that this kind of thing was not normal, not to mention that he was not a dull person in the first place.

It's a real headache right now.

Suddenly, there was a chill in his back.

Duan Xiye first chuckled in his heart, and then quickly turned around, and the deliberately disguised fierce god hidden in the panic that was difficult to ignore.

Don't say that he is cowardly, change it to any normal person, who can not be afraid of this situation?

Duan Xiye felt that he was not so frightened that he ran away now, and he was already without compromising the style of the literati, after all, literati are not afraid of ghosts.

In a completely unfamiliar environment, Duan Xiye suddenly turned around and saw reeds swaying in the wind.

It seems that it was the reed that touched his back just now, which made him feel cold in his back.

Knowing that he was thinking too much just now, Duan Xiye's mood did not become relaxed, but became heavier.

Slow knife bloodletting is sometimes more torturous than giving a painful one.

Duan Xiye felt that he was the one who was tortured now.

The ghost behind him seems to be a cat who likes to play with mice, and he is the kind of poor mouse.

As long as the ghosts behind him are impatient and don't want to tease the mouse, he will be eaten one bite at a time.

The white bone spirits, fox spirits, and all kinds of strange monsters in the strange book all appeared in Duan Xiye's mind one by one, and just when his heart was beating wildly, his feet suddenly became heavy.

In the black mist, a small gray ball pressed against his feet, gently licking his paws.

Who would Ji Li, who would be if he hadn't just thrown it away.

At this time, Ji Li glanced at him with disdain, and then pulled his trouser leg unhurriedly.

Duan Xiye swore that he definitely saw the contempt for intelligence and ability in the eyes of this little group.

If this little group could speak, they would definitely mock him for being ashamed. In this case, he actually lost himself like this, and people who don't know the truth probably think that he is the one who was abandoned.

(End of chapter)