Nestled in a lonely wooden house deep in the snowy mountains, lit up in the cold night, Luo Qiong saw a warm stove and warm food, while what I saw was strange and bizarre.

Who would build a house in such a deep mountain and still live in this lonely house on days when the snow covered the mountain? Such people either have a problem with their brain, or they have a special reason. However, it is better to have a house than to sleep in the wild on a snowy day, so Luo Qiong and I still walked to the other side of the house.

It's quite empty all around, because it has snowed a few days ago, so there is still some snow, about enough to reach the surface of the feet, the whole house is not small, there are three rooms in front and back, the lights are shining through the windows, the foundation of the house is raised up, and the structure supported by wood is below. The two of us walked up the wooden staircase, knocked on the door, and shouted, "Is there anyone?" ”

It's not that I hope that the people inside can understand Chinese, just open the door and get a place to sleep.

Just shouted a few times and no one opened the door, Luo Qiong couldn't hold it back, reached out and pushed it, but he didn't think that he would really push the door open! It turned out that the wooden door in front of him was not locked tightly, and the wooden door opened with a "creak", and the layout of the house was not complicated, but it was clean. There was a lamp on the table, which looked like a kerosene lamp, and in the center was a stone stove with a fire in it. There are tatami mats, cabinets, and other things. There was even some food on the table, and the soup still had a faint steam. But there was no one to see, so I tentatively went into the house, and shouted a few more times, but no one came out.

Luo Qiong closed the door, and the wind outside was immediately eliminated from the outside of the house, I sat down next to the stove and took off my coat, and roasted my hands, the flame was very warm. Luo Qiong stared at the food on the table, and was about to move the chopsticks without thinking too much, I shook my head and said, "Don't worry, I don't know what the road is." ”

Luo Qiong's physique has also changed by leaps and bounds for more than half a year, and he was beaten to death by Chen Anna every day, and then fled back to the camp like a lost dog, and the next day his injuries were healed and he went to be beaten again. I later analyzed it, the reason why his body recovered so quickly was because he already had demonic energy to protect his body and was able to protect his body, and on the other hand, because he was so cruel that he was abused by Chen Anna, and his ability to resist beatings had to go up a step every day, to be honest, he was lucky that he didn't die at the hands of that girl!

"I'm really hungry, just eat a little, hehe." Luo Qiong relied on his physical fitness to want to eat two bites, I thought about it and nodded, he immediately picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

I got up and walked towards the other two houses, the whole three houses are connected, separated by a wooden door, the first is the living room where we just entered, I opened the wooden door, the second room was not lit, I walked in with a flame in my hand, there was a tatami mat in the room, and a cupboard and some drawers for clothes, so it seems that the second room should be a bedroom. I turned around, the flames lit up the wall, I vaguely saw a picture frame, I stopped to take a closer look, sure enough, it was a picture frame, my arms were raised a little bit, and the picture in the frame gradually came into view. What appeared in my eyes was a photo of a woman, it was a black and white photo, the border was also black, the woman in the photo looked very young, about twenty years old, with long hair, but her face was cold and expressionless, coupled with the strange atmosphere and dark space around her, it made this photo look a little gloomy, and the woman in the photo seemed to be staring at me.

"Posthumous photos?" I'm not afraid, I'm just a little surprised. Black border, black and white photo, this look is a posthumous photo. The woman in the photo is dead, but who hung the picture here?

I turned around, I don't know if it was my own delusion, and I always felt that the photo on the wall behind me was still staring at me, which was especially uncomfortable.

I opened another wooden door and entered the third room in the back, where the flames shone brightly, and I saw a lot of miscellaneous objects, including some firewood scattered on the floor. It looks like it should be a room for clutter.

I took a few steps back, there was no one in the three rooms, it looked like the house was supposed to be abandoned, but the question was how could the abandoned house have lights? Could it be that the master has gone out? But the wind and snow are so big, what is he running out for? There was such an important thing that had to go out now, and it was such a coincidence that he walked on the front foot and we came on the back foot, and even the dishes on the table were hot.

I returned to the first room, Luo Qiong had already eaten seven or eight points full, and said with a smile: "It tastes good, Brother Shan, you can also eat some, the dishes are fine." ”

I wasn't very hungry so I waved my hand and looked at the snow outside, looking like it was going to be the next night. I sighed and said, "I can't leave tonight." ”

When it was completely dark outside, we didn't see the master come back, so we simply stayed in the house, added a few firewood to the fire, and the house was warm and comfortable, and at seven or eight o'clock, Luo Qiong fell asleep. I sat down cross-legged and meditated, which was a habit for most of the year, and although I couldn't meditate all night, I could at least keep it for an hour or two. I fall asleep when the breath in my body is smooth, and the quality of sleep is not bad, but it is much more alert than before.

I was meditating, and although I didn't hear anything other than the wind, I felt as if something was approaching. At this time, Luo Qiong's eyes were closed, but his snoring gradually stopped, and he said in a low voice: "Brother Shan, something is not right." ”

I nodded, patted him on the back, and motioned for him to stay out of the way and continue pretending to be asleep.

After a while, there was a slight "creaking" sound from the other side of the cabin, and then the temperature in the room began to drop rapidly. I closed my eyes, but I could feel the thing getting closer.

At this time, Luo Qiong and I broke out almost at the same time, and when I looked closely, I found that the Japanese female youkai who had entered my dream before and wanted to kill me was actually standing in front of me.

"What the hell!" Luo Qiong also saw it, and his body reacted naturally, and it took only a second or two to complete the demonization. The Snow Maiden was also a little panicked when she saw that she was discovered, and blew cold air on me, extinguishing the stove and lamp, and then turned and floated out the door.

"Want to run? Did you run? Luo Qiong shouted, jumped lightly and landed at the door, claws against the face of the snow girl, the snow girl was frightened and hurriedly retreated, and at the same time waved her sleeves, freezing all around Luo Qiong, but this level of ice had no effect on Luo Qiong, Luo Qiong broke the ice with a punch, and the demonized claws went straight to the neck of the opposite snow girl.

At the same time, I stood behind the Snow Maiden, stretched out my hand to draw a circle, and the golden light drew a glowing circle with my fingers, and when the Snow Maiden approached, I grabbed it, and the snow Maiden tried to struggle, but the golden circle of light was like a chain that could not be broken.

"Brother Shan, I haven't seen you use this hand in the past!" Luo Qiong shouted at me.

"You've never seen much, she can't run." As I approached, the Snow Maiden panicked and retreated to the corner, trying to blow out the cold air only to find that nothing came out of her mouth, and she suddenly panicked even more. I looked at her face, it was indeed the female monster who attacked me last night, but I felt very familiar, and after thinking about it, I realized, isn't this woman the woman in the posthumous photo?

She opened her mouth as if to say something to us, but we didn't understand it when she said it. With a frown, I turned around and walked into the room, took off her photo, put it in front of her, pointed at it, and asked, "Is that you?" ”

She nodded immediately, not denying it.

"How did you die?" I asked as I could, gesturing and using body language, and it took her a long time to come to her senses, and then she opened her mouth and made strange noises, as if she was imitating some kind of beast.

"Beasts? No, youkai? Wrong...... Could it be a dragon? I speculated and asked, and when I mentioned the dragon, she was visibly stunned, and then looked at me with deep eyes.

At this time, in the hotel in Tokyo, the fat man and the three of them looked at the woman sitting in front of them, each with an incredible look of surprise on their faces.

"How did you get back? Miss......" The fat man asked in surprise.