I, Lingsu, and Yazhu sat back to back, still on the lookout for the leopard's surprise attack. Lingsu and I sat facing the east, and Yazhu was alone facing the dark west.

"The morning sun is the first to shine on the West."

"I know."

"Ah, what, is it the West? Then I'm going to sit facing west. Lingsu said as he twisted his body towards the west.

"Xingchen, I really don't understand you sometimes."

"Don't understand what?"

"Just like now. You know that the light of the rising sun first appeared in the west, but you still have to choose the east. Yazhu paused, "It's obviously such a thing, but you would choose the opposite." ”

"Thank you, Yonagisa."

"Thank me for what?"

"Thank you for not saying 'wrong thing.'"

"What...... "......Yazhu looked back at me.

Look at each other and smile.

"You still have the time to joke about this. When she was flowering, she ...... "The side of the spirit element is the corpse of the flower."

It's been a long time since I found out that she often went to the rooftop alone in the middle of the night to blow the wind, and it has been more than two months. She was always nervous and gentle, where did we first meet her? It's been a bit long, I don't quite remember. Suzhou? Hangzhou? Or is it Zhuji? I don't remember. But she was always gentle. Now, too, she lay there gently, a few strands of hair scattered into the blood of her neck, and the wounds of the beast's bite were broken and miserable. But I always felt that it wasn't the neck of the flower, didn't she feel pain when she was bitten? The expression remained gentle. This is probably the most stubborn beauty of a southern woman.

"The flower is dead...... She also promised to help me change my clothes...... Woo woo...... "Lingsu cried.

She's really just a kid. When she joined us, she lied and said she was twenty-one years old. Everyone can see that she is only fifteen or sixteen years old at most. can see that she is quite clever, and everyone will be fooled. To be a member of "Jingle Bell", you must be older than seventeen years old and less than fifty-five years old. But in this so-called "new world" where the average age is no more than 40 years old, the team rule of 55 years old is already equivalent to a lifelong system, and as long as you join, you will always be a family. But at the age of seventeen, this is a dead rule, and it can be regarded as an exception in Lingsu, which shows how much everyone likes her.

"What clothes?" Yazhu suddenly became serious.

"Ah, nothing, nothing. Just a pair of pants to help me change my waistline. In Yazhu's eyes, Lingsu's lie was like black letters on a blank piece of paper, so obvious that it couldn't be more obvious.

"I warn you! Skirts are something that is absolutely not allowed in Jingle Bell! ”

Facing the endless dark night in the East, I smiled secretly. Little girls like beautiful dresses, and this is unavoidable in any era.

"Oops, it's dawn! It's lit up! Lingsu shouted happily and stood up. Probably because of the atmosphere of torture and torture by Yanagisa, I want to escape.

"Sit down!" Yazhu grabbed the spirit element.

I was also inexplicably nervous by Lingsu's sudden shouting. Although the sky is bright, it does not mean the end of the danger, on the contrary, it is quite possible that it will be the beginning of the general offensive. Yazhu lowered his body and slowly climbed to the edge of the rooftop and looked downstairs. Then he waved his hand relaxedly, it seemed that the leopard did not come back to seek revenge, and we really survived a dangerous night. Only, at the cost of the lives of teammates.

People are returning downstairs one after another. Lingsu stood on the rooftop, happily greeting everyone. Nagisa and I, carrying the corpse of the flower, slowly descended the stairs and walked into the courtyard.

Everyone slowly formed a circle centered on Hanatoki's corpse. Seeing the death of the flowers, some people were silent, some people sobbed silently, and most of them were just in a daze, just like me.

Yazhu is still the most rational one, "Now I'll count the number of people." Far Spring. ”

"Here."

"Moss."

"Yes."

"Oil clouds, walking clouds".

"Hmm. At. ”

While everyone answered one after another, they dug a pit in the open space next to the courtyard and buried the flowers.

Last night, the ones who came back as backup were Yiliu and Yanluo. When the lame leopard fled, Yanluo was scratched. It seems that the leopard also fled in a hurry last night and did not fall in love with the war. Then they found a small room in the building and hid nearby. After Yazhu dealt with Yanluo's injury, she came over and gently pinched my right arm, when I had just buried the flower, I looked back at her, and there was a trace of something wrong with her expression, with my understanding of Yezhu, she was suppressing her panic.

"What's wrong?"

"A few less."

"How many?"

"Three. Duhe, Fuso and ......"

"Who?"

"Yebi."