I didn't sleep at night.

Sit at the entrance of the bed and meditate. Because I slept, I would dream of the purple-clothed elf, and I was weak-hearted, because I didn't listen to him, I didn't dare to see him, for fear of being scolded,—— purple-clothed elf would scold me if I couldn't see it, but his expressionless face with a pair of somewhat gloomy eyes was enough to make me feel guilty.

In the middle of the night, I heard strange noises.

It's like swearing, crying, banging.

I couldn't contain my curiosity and pursued the sound.

The sound came from the frost courtyard where the North Lonely Brake lived next door. I passed by the towering pines and cypresses, and passed by the exquisite rockery that rises from the wall and is stacked with beautiful stones.

Walk through the lotus pond and walk through a long corridor.

The corridor was filled with a hint of cold.

The smell of blood, filth, and decay was faintly wafting through the air. At this time, the dim moonlight spilled down from the sky, reflecting the surrounding scenery as ghostly.

An eerie wind blew.

The woods on both sides swayed, fangs and claws, as if a group of demons were dancing.

The strange sounds came from a dark, damp room at the end of the corridor. I pushed the door open, walked in, and saw a shelf inside the empty and gloomy room.

There are four transparent jars on top of the shelf. It was filled with different shades of gas, and there was a human face inside.

It's all a man's face.

One old and three young, with different expressions. Angry, apathetic, crying, complaining, and even having faces in the jar cursing incessantly, crying, desperately bumping around, trying to rush out of the jar.

I'm bold and creepy.

Suddenly, I heard someone chuckling: "Sister Lu'er, aren't these faces funny?" ”

I was so scared that I almost broke my heart.

Looking back, it was the North Lonely Brake. He crossed his arms and stood behind me, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his smile bright as a flower, and his eyes full of spring.

I was terrified. "Bei Loneau-" I called him by name and surname, patted my chest, and complained: "Don't you know that people are scary and can scare people to death?" ”

Bei Lone's smile was even brighter, and he said slowly: "You werewolf demon, you are as bold as a fight, you will be scared to death so easily?" ”

These words are all metaphorical.

I thought of imitating his laughter in Huainan Mansion during the day, and it was not unintentional to blame him.

laughed dryly: "Bei Lone, your spells are strong, that guy from Huainan doesn't dare to do anything to you." Besides, it's not a matter for a big husband to be able to stretch and bend, and it's not a matter of being wronged a little bit, and it should be for me to stick a knife in my ribs for the sake of my delicate nature, isn't it? ”

Bei Lone scolded: "I did something wrong, and I said it so imposingly." Sister Yan'er, you are really shameless with your thick skin! ”

I stick my tongue out.

Bei Lao said: "You are not yet three hundred years old, and it stands to reason that your cultivation is not high. But it's unusual to hear these ghosts making noises and being able to find this place. ”

Phantom?

I pointed to the four transparent jars on the shelf, which showed different shades of the man's face, and wondered, "You say these are the dead souls of the Terrans?" Hey, who are they? Why are souls put in jars? ”

Bei Lonesha stretched out two green jade fingers and gently flicked the melon seeds on my head. smiled: "Little girl, don't ask so many whys." ”

I pouted. "Isn't it appropriate to be a little girl again?" Very unhappy: "Bei Lone, why are you so many little girls not suitable?" ”