The ninety-year-old man's face was wrinkled like a piece of cloth, and there were too many folds to count, and even because of too many folds, the whole person looked a little terrifying.

She drank the porridge quietly, finished drinking, stretched out her hand as thin as firewood, grabbed Ning Xi's hand fiercely, and squeezed out a sentence from her throat, "Wang Po is dead?" ”

The hoarse, extremely unpleasant voice was as terrifying as a person crying hysterically on the verge of death.

"Dead." Ning Xi nodded, wanting to withdraw his hand, but was grabbed even tighter.

The old man suddenly grinned, "Really? That...... It won't be long before it will be my turn. ”

"Bang bang."

There was a sudden sound outside, it seemed that someone was jumping on the ground, Ning Xi shook off the old man's hand, helped her lie down again, and quickly went to the door to take a look outside.

The group carried the coffin and passed quickly not far from the door, Ning Xi's eyes widened and he covered his mouth, afraid that he would make some noise to disturb the people walking over there.

In other places, the coffin is carried and buried during the day, but they are buried at night in Yueming Village. When night falls, the family will carry the coffin to the burial.

There was no sound, they were dressed in white, carrying the coffin, and slowly walked to the burial site.

And Ning Xi once again discovered that something was wrong.

These people are like zombies, their steps are stiff, they walk very slowly, and most importantly, they are wearing white clothes, but their faces are red, they look like they have red blush, and their expressionless appearance is particularly infiltrating.

Ding, changing _(:?) ㄥ)_

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"Don't worry, I didn't do anything, I accidentally put my hand on you."

"I know." Xu Fengchun smiled, Li Lin didn't do anything, he knew it.

"Li Lin? You haven't woken up yet? I've been yelling for almost ten minutes, are you a pig? So sleepy?! Xia Minglang howled again, and Xu Fengchun quickly walked over and opened the door.

When he saw that it was not Li Lin who opened the door but Xu Fengchun, Xia Minglang was immediately stunned, stepped back, and said blankly: "I knocked on the wrong door?" ”

"Nope. Yesterday I talked to Li Lin about some things, and then I fell asleep in his room. Xu Fengchun explained, leaning over his body, Li Lin in the room was changing clothes, and felt Xia Minglang's gaze quickly covering his body with pajamas, and stopped changing clothes.

"I'll change my clothes, don't stare at me, okay?"

"We're all men, what's wrong with staring at you? Are you a shame that a man is still so cunning when he changes clothes? ”

Xia Minglang rolled his eyes, his tone was very disgusted, but when he looked at Xu Fengchun, his face was pleasant, "Chunchun, wait until you finish washing up and eating." ”

"Okay." Xu Fengchun hooked his lips and smiled, and he couldn't laugh at Xia Minglang's attitude towards Li Lin.

"Do you think he has an opinion about me?" Behind him, Li Lin felt a slightly strange inquiry.

Xu Fengchun said: "No, you misunderstood, I'll go back to the room to wash, you can go downstairs to eat." ”

"Okay." Li Lin said.

Xu Fengchun went back to the room, and when he opened the door, there was a sound of the door opening from Lin Xingmu's room opposite, he wanted to look back, but his body was one step ahead of his brain, and he walked directly into the room and closed the door.

When he reacted and looked at the closed door in front of him, he couldn't help but be a little stunned.

He also wanted to take a look at Lin Xingmu, but his body reacted faster than his brain, and he went directly into the room and closed the door.

Lin Xingmu, who had just come out of his room, heard a loud sound of the door closing, and his eyes fell on Xu Fengchun's door with some intriguing.

For a moment, he frowned, an unknown light flashed in his eyes, and he didn't know what he thought, he sighed softly, pressed the button of the wheelchair, and went downstairs.

When Xu Fengchun brushed his teeth, he was still thinking about what he was stimulated, why he did that action just now without thinking about it.

After brushing his teeth and washing his face, as soon as he walked out of the bathroom, the drawer lit up red.

Started again?

Xu Fengchun pursed his lips, quickly ran out of the door, and shouted outside: "I'm not eating, I'll sleep for a while." Then he closed the door, went to the drawer, opened it, took out the book, and opened it gently.

Everything is unknown, but Xu Fengchun found that his mood towards the book was becoming more and more calm.

It was pitch black again, and Xu Fengchun knew that his consciousness would disappear soon.

Sure enough, within seconds of the idea, he fainted.

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Yueming Village.

The rat was tearing at the rotten meat on the road unscrupulously, and the cat in the grass was staring at the rat with all its might, slowly approaching it, and just as it was trying to bite it, its body was suddenly lifted up.

The girl, whose face was so pale that it was almost transparent, held the cat in her arms, her fingers stiffly stroked its fried hair, and muttered, "It's time to go home, it's time to go home, the princess is dead, and no one is allowed to go out tonight." ”

The cat, who was still struggling, seemed to understand this sentence, and immediately shrank quietly into the girl's arms, and rubbed in her arms.

The weather is very cold, it has entered winter, the girl looks like she has just entered junior high school, with two braids, and her mental state is not very good. Wearing a thin long-sleeved T-shirt and cropped pants, the clothes looked very old, washed white, and even some were torn, revealing skin that had long been frozen red.

There is only a pair of eyes, and it looks quite bright and bright.

The girl hugged the cat and walked quickly to the village.

The rat, which was still tearing at the carrion, was frightened and fled quickly with a chirping.

The dilapidated village fell into a deathly silence as the sky grew darker, as if no one existed.

When it was completely dark, the village was dimly lit, and there were no street lamps to illuminate it, and all the houses looked like graves without tombstones in the night.

Ning Xi put the cat in the cage, quickly entered the kitchen, boiled two bowls of porridge, and brought it into the house.

Her cheeks were red from the cold, and she closed the door as soon as she entered the room.

The village is not developed, so the houses are still the same old houses as they were more than ten years ago, with cobwebs on the walls and wooden doors that will sway with the wind, all of which give people a bad and gloomy feeling.

"Grandma, it's time to eat." She put a bowl of porridge aside, then walked to the bed with the remaining bowl, helped the old man who was over ninety years old on the bed up, and patiently fed the porridge one by one.