Before I fell asleep, I chose a place very close to the bandit next to him. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Anyway, I'm sexually normal, and I'm just trying to get a little security with him - if I can be less timid.

Accidentally touching him while moving can make him frown slightly.

It may have been years of vigilance that made him so mentally sensitive, and if he could, I wouldn't want him to be like that.

Because when a person is suspicious of everything around him, then he must have suffered a lot of betrayal or unacceptable suffering.

Obviously, judging by my contact in the past few days, the bandits are exactly such people.

Forget it, just survive, I'm too lazy to care so much.

There are no quilts, no soft beds, no so-called rooms, just a simple house.

Outside, the fog was hazy, and it was even more eerie against the dark background.

The desert was so hot that when I entered the village, a cold wind began to blow.

I wrapped myself up, and sighed a little in my heart about the damn weather, but luckily I was not wearing a lot, and I could survive until I fell asleep.

I closed my eyes and tried to let the terrible night out of my sight and into a beautiful dream.

I thought that all dangerous situations could be stopped peacefully at this moment.

However, it is not always so easy to get the wish.

The wind grew louder and louder, and just as I was asleep, I was woken up by a hoarse voice in my ears.

I snapped my eyes open and saw that the fog had entered the house, and I couldn't get rid of it.

I could only try to calm myself down, but fortunately, the vision of my eyes was not all devoured, and I looked at the sleeping bandits on the side and sighed in my heart.

It seems that I am still too sensitive.

I tried to close my eyes again, only to find that the mist had already begun to frost and turn into droplets.

This is clearly the precursor to the drop in temperature.

I shuddered, stood up and moved.

After thinking about it for a long time, he made up his mind to wake up the sleeping bandit, otherwise he would have physical problems due to the damp house.

When a person goes to sleep, the body's body temperature is at its lowest.

"Dirt ......"

I turned my head and opened my mouth, only to find that his figure had disappeared into the mist, and the words I had just spoken instantly froze.

Eventually, my heart began to flutter.

"Where's it going......"

My heart began to beat faster, and a living person disappeared in front of me, just a few breaths away.

If he has something to do, or wants to go to a small solution, he can tell me, why did he leave me and run away alone?

I tried to open my throat and shout his name, but I found that as soon as I opened my mouth to inhale, the mist rushed into my lungs, causing me to choke several times.

No, there's something weird about this fog.

I shrugged my nostrils and sniffed, only to smell the smell of sandalwood all around me.

It's so abnormal, this kind of place full of moisture, being able to light sandalwood, is not a thing that can be done, could it be that the bandits are hiding from me to make a fire?

"Bandits?"

I finally couldn't help it, and my heart was no longer aggrieved, but gently opened my throat, ignoring the fog, and shouted.

"Shh

As soon as I finished speaking, a large rough hand came up from behind me and covered my mouth, and my pupils shrank and I turned to look at it sharply.

It was the bandit who had disappeared, and at this moment he found a cloth to cover his mouth from somewhere.

His eyes were solemn, his brows furrowed tightly, and he motioned for me to keep quiet.

I nodded, gently took his hand away, and the whole person retracted.

As I did not understand what he was doing, I was about to ask, but he gave me a piece of cloth that was exactly the same as the one he was wearing outside his mouth at this time, and asked me to put it on as quickly as he did.

I took it and he covered his mouth, and he blinked slightly, then pulled me to the place where the ugly Buddha statue had been placed in the room first, pointed to the empty table, and scratched my hand.

I instantly understood that there were no Buddha statues here, and they would have been empty for a long time.

But just now, no one appeared in our resting place at all, how did this so-called Buddha statue disappear?

I can't ask questions of the bandits, because the fog is already starting to get blind.

I waved my arms to dispel some, but nothing worked.

The bandit motioned for me not to move, and then he walked to a place, took out a cold smoke from his bag and tried to light it, but as soon as he threw it out, it was swallowed up by the fog, which did not help in the slightest.

I tried to lean on him and avoid accidents.

Seeing that it was ineffective, the bandit frowned a little more, and just wanted to take out something from his bag to guard again, but his eyes flashed, and he turned to the door of the house, and his pupils widened suddenly.

When I saw him like this, I thought it was nothing at first, but when I followed his gaze, I saw it.

Depend on!

The fog at the door of the house had already occupied the way out, and I saw that in the mist, there was a figure that was neither tall nor thin and slowly stirred.

This scene simply frightened my little heart, and I almost took the cloth away from my hand and shouted, but the bandits hurriedly stopped me.

I don't think he's very calm, after all, strange things happen so often in this kind of place, and it's hard to calm people down.

The figure was always shaking, and the surrounding fog seemed to echo his movements, and he saw the mist slowly wrap around his body, as if to lift the veil that had been obscured.

Holding my breath, I wrapped my arms around the bandits, hoping to bring some composure.

He glanced at me and took me a few steps back, leaving a safe distance.

That way, even if it is harmful to us, we can quickly act on the defensive—provided that the bandits can resist it.

It was a slow process of dispersing and concentrating the mist, and for a moment I thought it was emitted by the figure's body, but apparently the idea turned my perception upside down, and it was a little unrealistic.

It's almost there, it's just a little bit.

In just a few seconds, the fog lifted.

A face that I remember a lot, a face that makes me gasp.

"!"

I finally didn't care about the cloth, and I ripped it off and cursed.

This terrifying figure turned out to be a water ghost lying in the hole at the entrance of the village!

He still looks like that, but this time the corners of his mouth are raised even more, like a resentful ghost who has died in vain in the underworld, with a slight hatred in his sinister smile, and his red eyes are staring at us.

I wanted to tear my legs open and run away, but I was stopped by the bandits, and he also opened the mouth blocked by his clothes, and said, "Don't panic, don't panic"

"Why don't you panic??" I couldn't listen to him, and retorted, "Why don't you run away and stay here for what??" ”

"This thing doesn't look like a conscious guy, we act when we have the opportunity" The bandit was probably also scared, nodded, and pulled me slowly towards the door.

But this stinky water ghost happened to be blocking the door with the mist, and his whole body just happened to block the exit.

If we want to escape, we must kill him and step over him.

Obviously, I couldn't do this kind of thing, so I could only look at the bandits for help.

"I'll go up first, you can find a chance" The bandit stopped and commanded me, "As long as you run out, I can get out"

"Understood" I nodded sharply, this time I am afraid that he will be saved again, if it weren't for my burden, maybe he could have walked out unharmed.

I spread my feet apart and took a stride in a battle-ready posture to move my muscles.

This escape is not an easy task, and it is necessary to seize that gap to successfully escape.

The bandit rubbed his fists, and his face became fierce, this was the first time I had seen such an expression, and my heart beat to see it.

Maybe he's used it a thousand times.

When the bandit saw that the misty water ghost was about to move, he slammed his bow and rushed at him like lightning, and he was cuffed to death, and the whole person pushed him aside, just opening the door of the house to a place.

"GNND!"

The bandit yelled and said to me, "Cuong, run!" ”