It hides behind the sarcophagus, it hides in the gloomy wind, it hides in the fog.

In the dark square, the white moonlight fell on the bluestone ground, setting off the strangeness of more than fifty coffins, and behind the huge sarcophagus in the middle, there was a figure lurking, wrapped in white mist, and the face of it was not seen. Zhu Beichen could feel it, it was there, just behind the sarcophagus.

It feels both familiar and unfamiliar. The picture is ethereal and the atmosphere is eerie!

A thick fog gradually enveloped the huge sarcophagus, and the figure behind the sarcophagus was moving. The way it walks is very special, it can't even be called a normal person's walking, it's floating, floating beautiful and ethereal.

It passes through the thick stone coffin, and the body is like being in an ethereal cloud, it is illusory, it passes through the substance, and appears in front of itself.

This meeting is like an agreement between a pair of lovers, Zhu Beichen unknowingly walked to this place in order to meet someone who should be seen. He didn't know who the shadow behind the white mist was, and he had only come for an appointment in the dark.

It didn't speak, and there was no verbal exchange between the two, it just looked at itself quietly. A pair of eyes behind the fog had complex emotions, but Zhu Beichen's eyes were puzzled, why did we feel like we knew each other, and it seemed that we had been strangers.

The wind blew away the fog, and Zhu Beichen saw those eyes, his fluttering body was still hidden behind the fog, and his deep eyes were exposed to the air.

It was a pair of eyes with only the whites of the eyes! Zhu Beichen always felt that he had seen it somewhere, but he really couldn't remember it.

"Who are you?" He always felt that the other party had something to say to himself.

Silence, silence, endless silence.

It doesn't seem to want to communicate with itself. Maybe I thought too much, I came here by coincidence, and I bumped into something I shouldn't have bumped into, but I didn't have the slightest fear, and I have been acting very flat.

For a moment, the figure behind the fog seemed to be tired of such a confrontation, and his body shook slightly. Zhu Beichen was immediately alert, the surrounding houses were far away from the square, and the nearest one was also a hundred meters away, and he began to worry faintly.

It poked its head behind Zhu Beichen, its figure hidden in the fog, and it didn't make too obvious movements. Zhu Beichen could feel it, it was looking behind him.

However, where is the figure behind him, when Zhu Beichen looked back sensitively, he realized that he had been fooled, and suddenly turned around, it had disappeared without a trace.

I thought that the other party would attack him at the moment when he turned his head, but he was wrong, it just wanted to go.

"Beichen, what are you doing?" Echoes rang out in the empty square, and the sudden voices of the people were empty and terrifying.

Han Qingxin slowly walked out of the darkness, and his shadow gradually became clear, until the whole person stood in front of Zhu Beichen.

He was confused, he didn't know how to answer this question, and it was like a dream when he walked out of the bamboo building in the southeast corner at night until now. He didn't know why he was here, and he couldn't explain what he was doing. Han Qingxin's gaze was as cold as a cold pool, which made him feel frightened.

"If I say, I'm sleepwalking, would you believe it?" He trembled tentatively.

"What do you say?" Han Qingxin's face became more and more gloomy, she had been paying attention to Zhu Beichen's every move, and she had not relaxed at any time, she was too curious, Zhu Beichen's performance was too weird.

"Look at the coffins in the back, all the fifty-one coffins appeared, and right there, I saw a person." As soon as Zhu Beichen's words fell, he noticed that Han Qingxin was looking at him with suspicious eyes, and her eyes were wrong. No, it's the situation behind your own back!

Behind him was an empty square, with neat bluestone floors covering the ground and a few scattered leaves scraping the road. So the coffins all disappeared as if they had never appeared.

Zhu Beichen was suddenly terrified, what he saw before, so many coffins were still in front of him one moment ago, and disappeared like a mirage in the next second.

The sound of the iron pull ring in the rear was particularly harsh in the middle of the night, and the muzzle of the black hole was facing Zhu Beichen's back, and the chill lingered in the round and long hole.

He turned around slowly and looked at Han Qingxin calmly. She was holding the same miniature pistol she had given herself.

"You know, I checked the gun and there were two bullets missing in it."

This is a special pistol, which is only used in a small area of troops, and the body and magazine are non-detachable. The weight of each bullet is six grams, and Han Qingxin accurately calculated that there were two bullets missing from the gun with the feeling of holding the gun for many years.

"I've only used one bullet on the top of Wushan Mountain." Zhu Beichen explained resignedly, constantly recalling various scenes in his mind, the gun has never left him, and where is the other bullet used?

Han Qingxin glanced at him suspiciously, and was also thinking about what kind of environment he would use a pistol. His character is resolute, sometimes he is a bit of a scoundrel, but he is kind-hearted after all, and he will not be ruthless, unless it is really at the critical moment of life and death, because this man is very sorry for his life.

"You killed someone?"

"No, I didn't kill anyone." He hastened to plead.

"And who did you hit?"

Zhu Beichen was suddenly stunned, how can this be explained, the crazy girl would believe that she fired a shot at a ghost, and almost killed Sanqian.

"I was attacked on the mountain with Sanqian, the time was at night, I suspect I was hallucinating, and this shot almost killed Sanqian." He still chose to tell the truth, he trusted this woman.

Han Qingxin'e frowned slightly, and pondered for a moment, "Another bullet, used in the same place?" She understands that this kind of small gun can only be effective at close range, but her rich combat experience has taught her that once you get your opponent close, you can only choose hand-to-hand combat. Even if there is a chance to shoot, there is only one shot.

"I don't know, I remember only firing one shot." He noticed that the light in Han Qingxin's eyes dimmed instantly. It was a look of expectation, but a look of loss and hesitation, and she felt disappointed.

"I think I'm actually mentally problematic too." Han Qingxin was silent, and Zhu Beichen continued to speak, his tone was very light.

He was sneering, like a complete madman, "I don't know if I'm still myself, after returning to the Blackwater River, I feel like I've changed, I feel like my mind is very abnormal, I feel like my head has been replaced." It was a terrible feeling, he used a familiar shell, but his soul felt strange. He couldn't explain the phenomenon or the feeling.

We are all just small beings, we are all attached to life, and we are afraid of death and loss.

"Anyway, trust me". A lot of words are put on the lips, but they never come out.

Zhu Beichen bypassed Han Qingxin lonely and walked into the boundless dark bluestone road alone.