On the streets and alleys filled with dead silence, the faint moonlight sprinkled on the earth, leaving extremely long shadows on the bluestone brick surface.

Everyone and the townspeople stood against each other, and the faces of both sides were more or less parting, especially the old man's face, which was even more precious.

Sincere emotions can't deceive people, because they can directly penetrate people's pores and go straight to their hearts.

The cool breeze blew the thin clothes of the crowd. The old man handed over a bag of demonic tea to Xiao Mo, and then asked with complicated feelings:

"Are you sure you won't stay here?"

Taking the precious demon suppression tea from the old man's hand, Xiao Mo glanced at the people standing beside him again, and shook his head with a smile:

"No, we are all rebellious and don't want to be marionettes for the rest of our lives. I am afraid that in the very beginning, fate left us with only two choices, freedom or death. Other than that, there is no third one. ”

The old man saw that everyone had made up their minds to leave, and he no longer said anything to his mother-in-law. Seeing that his hands were fully open, he patted Xiao Mo's shoulder as if cheering up, and said:

"There will be a farewell for a thousand miles, and the exit is at the end of this alley, so let's send you here. There is nothing to say before parting, I wish you good luck, and there will be no time in the future. ”

The old man's words seemed to be relaxed, but when they reached everyone's ears, they inexplicably felt a sadness in their hearts, especially the four words "There will be no time later", which was particularly profound.

Speaking of which, they had only known the old man and the townsfolk for a few hours. When it comes to the process, they are nothing more than drinking tea with these people, chatting, resting and resting, and it stands to reason that there is no difference at all. But somehow, they are like old friends who have known each other for many years, and their hearts are full of reluctance and helplessness when parting.

I watched the crowd drift away along the streets. Their figures became more and more blurred, and one of the townspeople asked the old man:

"Captain, why don't you find out who we are like them?"

"It's clear, we're the natives of this town." The old man turned his head and smiled at the man who had just spoken.

The man was confused and asked:

"What kind of aborigines are we, our identity is not escapees, where are there living people in this ghost town!"

"But we're here to stay, aren't we? We've taken advantage of the curse, we're afraid of death, and we're here to start a new life. So. Are we the natives here, or are we the escapees? ”

"This ......," the man shook his head, and said no more.

The old man turned his head and continued to look in the direction everyone had left, as if he could see everyone clearly through the layers of blood.

"We are like soldiers who have been wounded and retired from the battlefield, and they are comrades who are drifting away from us with guns on their shoulders. While we are glad in our hearts that we have saved a life, we are also regretting that we came to an abrupt end, disappointed in our courage that could not withstand the wind and waves. ”

The old man said with a sigh, under the moonlight. The sorrow on his face seemed to have a little more. And the townsfolk standing behind him persuaded in unison at this time:

"Okay Captain, the past is gone, and those boys look backbone. It's hard to say that before they could get close to the exit, they were found and killed by the ghosts in the vicinity.

We're alive and well now, except for that damn ghost month every year, and the rest of the time it's like a paradise. There is no hustle and bustle, no strife, only us who have been reborn. ”

"Yes. We're going to get better and better......"

At the far end, everyone walked forward with heavy steps, Xiao Mo touched the storage bag that had just put the bag of demon suppression tea in, and said in his heart that these functional props were indeed very convenient.

"I don't know if you feel it, but I always feel like the townsfolk aren't telling us the truth."

Chen Cheng's voice suddenly came from the back at this time, and he could hear that he was a little puzzled.

Hearing this, Wen Qiayun also echoed:

"Actually, I feel the same way, I always feel as if they know a lot, not like a simple townsman."

Hearing Chen Cheng and Wen Qiayun's words, Xiao Mo smiled and said:

"They're certainly not ordinary townspeople, and I think they're all escapees from the curse just like us."

"They're escapees too?" This time, Li Shuai was surprised.

"Well, but I just don't know what period of escape."

Xiao Mo subconsciously glanced back when he said this, but the figures of the townspeople had already disappeared in the moonlight. He turned his head and went on to explain:

"This world may be a cursed bug, and we should be able to stay if we want to. But after that, I am afraid that I will have to live a dark life like those people. I've tried to ask them how they stayed and what happened to them before they decided to stay, but he didn't answer me, thinking that there was something unspeakable.

But from the fact that he kept asking us if we should consider staying, it is not difficult to see from this that as long as we agree to stay, they should have a way to help us get rid of the curse. ”

Speaking of this, Xiao Mo involuntarily stopped his steps, and seeing this, everyone also stopped. Xiao Mo asked everyone again:

"It's too late to regret now, are you sure you won't stay? This is much more appropriate than spending a lot of money to redeem a huàn account in the camp of the escapees. ”

Hearing Xiao Mo mention the old words again, Li Shuai also echoed and said:

"I didn't listen to Xiao Xiaozi, the road ahead is dangerous and unpredictable, and if you are not careful, you will be crushed, and in the end, in addition to fear, you can't even leave a whole corpse.

So you have to think about it, there is nothing in this world that can compare to your own life.

What do you say, Ah Cheng? ”

Chen Cheng raised his eyes and glanced at Li Shuai, and then replied lifelessly:

"I'm willing to keep you staying, I'm not interested."

"I'm the same, I'd rather die if I stay in such a hellish place." Wen Qiayun also replied very decisively.

As for the little follower, he was even more so, waving his hand and shaking his head.

Seriously, even Xiao Mo felt that these people were a strange combination. Because one counts as one, they don't even take advantage of this kind of big advantage to save their lives, if this is put on other escapees, it is estimated that those who don't think about it will choose to stay.

Maybe they are just like what Xiao Mo said when he answered the old man, fate only gave them two choices, one is freedom and the other is death.

Life without freedom is no different from death in their hearts.

Seeing that everyone was very resolute, Xiao Mo didn't say anything more, took a deep breath and continued to walk in the direction where the exit was.

After a while, a pavilion-like building came into their sight. (To be continued......)