Late at night.

The dense canopy of trees obscures the night sky, revealing only a faint moonlight through the tiny gaps.

In fact, Mu Jiujiu understands that going out at this time is not a good choice, but there is a strong feeling in his heart, as if he does not go out now, he will miss something.

But when she really caught up, the uneasiness in her heart became stronger and stronger.

She shuttled in the wind, her robe blowing back, and the hunt sounded.

Mu Jiujiu feels that his body seems to be much lighter, and it is rare to feel this kind of riding the wind. As a result, it suddenly occurred to her that after entering this game, she had changed a lot. If it had been placed in the past, in such a late place, it seemed to hide unknown risks, and I would not have dared to go out, right?

And Dawn's words today.

She frowned slightly.

The signs before, and the content of every conversation Dawn had given her a vague suspicion. But this speculation was so ridiculous that she could not fully believe it, although she had a hunch.

After all, this is very different from my previous understanding.

This distraction, the figure of the green smoke beast in front of him will not be able to be captured again. They're already fast, and they're going crazy to leap forward.

Mu Jiujiu simply put this matter aside first, and caught up with the green smoke beast first.

The closer I got here, I heard the faint sound of a flute ahead.

The sound of the flute was terrible, as if it was about to pierce the firmament. After listening to it for a while, Mu Jiujiu felt goosebumps rise.

Who plays the flute in the middle of the night? The rhythm of the deep well ice.

The silent night, except for the sound of the wind, is the unknown chirping of insects. The forest at night is terrifying enough, and the ghostly sound of the flute is really reminiscent of many bad pictures.

Mu Jiujiu shuddered.

She began to talk to Dawn, "I have a bad feeling that if something goes wrong, you're going to teleport me away as soon as there's a danger. ”

Because of the previous speculation, Mu Jiujiu didn't dare to treat this as a game at all.

Dawn said, "Every time you teleport, you need a certain amount of time to prepare, and in some worlds, some special means can even stop the teleportation process, so be careful." ”

Mu Jiujiu: Is it too late for her to go back now ......?

She took a deep breath and encouraged herself: Maybe there is no danger, what if she thinks too much?

Despite thinking so, Mu Jiujiu still summoned the dream of the wind and the moon and held it in his hand.

Under the night, there is a faint white light around the wind and moon dreams, which is extremely moving.

Mu liquor is a little relieved.

Suddenly, she saw a lot of blue or green light in front of her, dangling in the night sky, extremely strange.

Even when Mu Jiujiu passed by, he fluttered with her.

Is this phosphorus fire?

Although Mu Jiujiu was a little scared, he knew that this was not a supernatural phenomenon. It's just that phosphorus fire appears in this place...... Seems a little weird?

She vaguely remembered that the phosphorus fire seemed to appear because human bones contained such things as phosphorus. And after the corpse decomposes, there will be some changes, and phosphine is produced. The ignition point of phosphine is relatively low, so it can spontaneously combust.

Could it be that there are a lot of corpses around here?

But—

This is obviously a world that doesn't seem very scientific, can it really be explained by scientific explanations!?

It can't be any weird thing, right......

Thinking about it this way, Mu Jiujiu felt that the whole person was not good.

The scenery around him is dark, and there are blue or green flames floating in the air, which looks even more eerie.

And - the flute is getting closer.

Mu Jiujiu felt a little tired, and was hesitating whether to give up, when the scenery in front of him suddenly opened up, and the wind in his ears became louder.

In front of me, on a slightly arched hillside, stood a man.

The man was standing on the hillside, playing the flute, and his figure was a little rickety.

And those green smoke beasts seemed to be ordered, and they all stopped in front of the man, as if they were waiting for something.

Mu Jiujiu couldn't see this person's face clearly, not only because it was a little far away, but also because this person was wearing a mask.

The mask was a little clumsy in workmanship, with a pale smiling face painted on it, and it was terrifying to see at night.

This situation seems to be a little bad, should I find a place to hide and then observe secretly?

While she was thinking about this, she suddenly felt that the man seemed to look up at her.

The goosebumps are all up!

How can you see it from such a distance! Can't you play your flute seriously?

Obviously, it was just a glance from afar, but Mu Jiujiu felt a bitter chill, as if she was staring at something evil and gloomy, which made her very uncomfortable.

Mu Jiujiu subconsciously wanted to escape.

only to find that the flute had stopped.

The masked man walked towards her with a slow pace......

！？

It was also at this time that Mu Jiujiu found that his body stiffened and could not move a single inch.

She also heard Dawn's slightly anxious voice in her consciousness, "I don't know what the hell is going on, the teleportation can't be opened......"

Mu Jiujiu: "......" is cold.

She could only watch as the mask with its eerie smile got closer and closer.

The air seemed to freeze, and every second of time was stretched for an infinite amount of time.

The masked man stopped in front of her, stared at her for a moment, and spoke in an old voice, "What do you know?" ”

No! Trust me, I don't know anything! Mu Jiujiu shouted in his heart.

She replied in a somewhat dry voice: "Passing by, purely passing by." ”

The masked man did not speak.

Mu Jiujiu suddenly felt that the figure of the person in front of her seemed to be familiar, where did she seem to have seen it? And his voice was also somewhat familiar, and the faint golden lines on the flute in his hand flashed in the night sky......

Bird Flute?

Could it be!?

Sure enough, the person in front of him took off the mask of the weird smile, revealing a vicissitudes of life and a wrinkled face.

- It was the old man in the village that day!

Mu Jiujiu looked at the person in front of him, and for some reason he thought that it was before-when he was going to eat the fried beans given by the old man, Wen Yuan restrained himself.

Although fried beans are fine! And it tastes really good! But this old man is really not a good person!

And this flute, listening to the name, can only control birds and spirit beasts, how can even the Qingyan beast be controlled!?

In addition, what is this old man's hobby of playing the flute in the wilderness in the middle of the night! Wouldn't it be good to learn from the old people there who go to bed early and get up early every day, and then square dance at night?

Although Mu Jiujiu felt that the danger was imminent, he inexplicably turned on the crazy spit mode in his mind.

The old man in front of him glanced at Mu Jiujiu with his gloomy eyes, and then raised his thin right hand, and strange dark lines slowly emerged as if they were alive......

"Wait, I have one last word to say!" Mu Jiujiu shouted miserably.

It's a pity that the old man seems to understand the truth that the villain died from talking too much, so he stopped talking and planned to solve her directly.

The dark lines grew darker and darker, and Mu Jiujiu felt that his breathing had become difficult, as if he was being choked by a cold pale hand.

The old man's palm condensed a black blade and stabbed at her—