"Give." Mu Xichen took out a compressed biscuit from his bag and handed it to the fat man's palm, even though the night was cold in the warm spring. The yin qi around him made him feel uncomfortable, and after glancing at the little dry food left, how many days would they be able to last? The fat man silently ate the biscuit, which was hard and dry and difficult to swallow, but he ate it as if it were a delicacy.

Silence is the best companion, the night is always long, let alone this kind of exciting, nervous and frightening night. Mu Xichen was wrapped in a cloak of leather, staring up at the night sky in a daze, it was also pitch black, and there was not even a single star to embellish. His head rested weakly on the fat man's back, searching, even if there was even a star!

Silently, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket and hastily drew a map of the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum. He scratched his head in annoyance, and kept asking himself in his heart: Why did you have to go there? Just for an unwarranted immortal pill? Isn't that golden heavenly palace there? What will be there?

His heart suddenly became a mess, and it became a mess. The five fingers stretched out stiffly in the air, grasping something randomly, and suddenly a star of fluorescent light flashed in front of him, Mu Xichen's five fingers quickly retracted, only to feel that there was a fire in the palm of his hand. He slowly unfolded his movements, trying not to disturb the cute little guy, this little firefly seemed to be full of spirituality, and quietly stopped in the palm of Chenzi's hand. Mu Xichen could even feel the slight vibration of it.

"Little one, are you encouraging me?" Chenzi closed his eyes, carefully felt the impact sound in his palm, which was weak but not weak, and felt the little light, which seemed to be hot and hot.

The fat man behind him shrunk his body, and did not forget to rub a few times comfortably on him, and when he looked back, it turned out that he was already tired and fell asleep. A smile appeared on Mu Xichen's face, as long as there is a fat man, even if life is bad, he also feels that it is beautiful and harmonious in his heart, and all difficulties will be overcome.

Gratgy consciousness, tired brain. Mu Xichen's heart was very uncomfortable, and his eyes opened slightly before he found that he and the fat man had fallen asleep in a very ugly position.

"Why is this fat guy pestering me to sleep!?" Mu Xichen took away the limbs that the fat man put on him with difficulty, and got up from the ground with a sore back. The fluorescent watch quietly glowed in the darkness.

The ground was illuminated by moonlight, and he casually looked up and saw a round of crimson moon.

"Crimson Moon? Nothing good seems to have happened! Mu Xichen patted his head, and the bonfire on one side was only a pile of burnt wood, and as soon as the wind blew, the gray thing flew all over the sky in the red moonlight, and he looked down at the moment of his watch: eleven fifty-three.

In a daze, his whole body suddenly stiffened, and his sleepiness disappeared in an instant. He was full of energy, and outside the circle of the altar, the "villagers" in red clothes lined up neatly in a line and walked slowly. Where are they going? Dusty stood there for a long time, only to realize that the ghost villagers had ignored him and the fat man's existence.

That's great! It worked!

"Dead fatty, get up!" He kicked the fat man who was sleeping soundly, but the fat man turned to face in the other direction, tightened the blanket on his body, and didn't realize what was happening.

"Fatty! Feed! He called again and again, but to no avail. Seeing that the ghost villagers were about to disappear from his sight, Chenzi took two or three steps out of the circle, worried about the fat man in the circle, and thought: Forget it, letting him go will increase the danger of the fat man, so it is safe to stay in the circle. He had to find out what was going on in the village.

He strode after him, and under the red moonlit night, he could only see a cloaked figure chasing the ghost villagers who were lined up in front of him in a neat procession. In the darkness of the night, they couldn't even notice who else was following them.

Mu Xichen was shocked more than once, wasn't the old woman who took the lead in the front who accosted him this morning?

The old tree curled at the end of the road, and many pairs of mournful eyes were hidden in the dense leaves. The scarlet moonlight shone on the trees, and the bark was shining on the old red, like an old man who was about to run out of blood, and only his last breath remained. The old people in red clothes gathered under the trees next to each other, just like people chatting in the shade on a summer evening.

He couldn't help but want to look a little more clearly, why were they all gathered there at this time? There were many pairs of eyes wandering around every corner, those eyes were full of bloodshots, the white maggots kept squirming in the sockets, those eyes suddenly moved, and they kept staring at that place......

What is he looking at! Mu Xichen felt that his whole body was numb, and he couldn't move at all. Are you looking at yourself? Still is...... No! That's what he looks at! When he reacted, he was in no hurry.

What to do? Dusty turned around and ran, but it was like a futile effort, where should he run? Does he have them fast?

The ghost rushed towards Mu Xichen like a ball of resentment, "No! No! The demon rushed straight at his body, and the violent impact made him take three or four steps back. Mu Xichen didn't expect this kind of accident at all, he sat on the ground with his butt, only to see a pair of rotten hands reaching out and grabbing the corners of his clothes, hands, and head. He couldn't move, and little by little he was drawn closer to the darkness.

"Ah——!h I don't know why, Chenzi only felt the incomparably sharp pain caused by the nerves in a certain part of his body, so that he couldn't breathe. He screamed, his mouth opened wide, saliva continued to flow from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes, which were originally full of stars, opened wide at this moment, like the unwilling eyes of a person before death. "Don't! Ha...... No! He couldn't move, he just felt that his veins were about to burst out, all the blood was flowing backwards, and he was about to be swallowed up by the darkness, leaving only one head exposed.

A piece of rune paper hit, and it fell on the bodies of those terrible ghosts and immediately burst into flames. At this time, Mu Xichen, who was stimulated by the pain and almost broke down, seemed to have been thrown down by something and slammed into the ground. He frantically got up from the ground and ran to the black shadow, his left hand flung forward and pulled, a sharp sword bloomed in the dark night, he rushed into the ghost pile like a kite with a broken string, blood boiling, heating up and heating up.

"Ahem." The man in front of the shadow moved slightly, his figure completely covered by a large black cloak, revealing a beautiful jawline and a sexy thin lip under the brim of his hat, the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, and his hands were folded around his chest to watch the behavior of Mu Xichen with interest.

"Ahhh