Nan Xian jumped out of bed almost instantly.

She tensed, and rushed to the suitcase in two steps of three, carefully counting her belongings.

Everything is still there, and nothing is missing.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately remembered something and called Ding He.

Answered, she asked, "Have you come into my room today?" ”

Ding He: "I've been on the itinerary with the program team all day today, except for when I woke you up in the morning, and I haven't entered your room again...... Sister, is there something missing? ”

"No, just ask, you should rest early."

Hanging up the phone, Nan Xian looked around again.

She stared at the turned cup for a long time, then stood up and put on her coat and went out.

As soon as it got dark, Buxian Village became quieter.

The lights were turned off in every house, there was not a single figure on the road, and not even the barking of dogs was heard, and it was eerily quiet.

As she walked, all she could hear was the howling cold wind and the sound of her own breathing.

Far away, she saw a dim lamp, swaying like a leaf fluttering in a storm.

She took a few quick steps, and finally saw the man with the lamp—

It's a stupid woman.

She stood in front of the small tiled house, her eyes were stunned, her movements were stiff, and she looked at the direction of the path in a daze, as if she was distracted.

She held an oil lamp in her hand, very quaint, the light of the bean of fire swaying in the wind, ready to be blown out at any time, but magically brightened again on the edge of the bleakness.

Nan Xian called the stupid woman several times before she came back to her senses.

Her gaze stayed on Nan Xian's face for a moment, and a clear light suddenly lit up at the bottom of her cloudy eyes.

She freed up one hand and held Nan Xian's wrist, but Caton spit out two words clearly - "Come in, come!" ”

Nan Xian didn't struggle, she obediently followed the stupid woman into the small tile house.

When the two entered the house, the foolish woman closed the door, and made sure that it was locked, before she sat down tremblingly on the edge of the table.

"Someone came into my room today, and I guess they might be looking for that cinnabar peony." Nan Xian's words are concise and clear.

The stupid woman put down the oil lamp, tried to comb her messy hair with her two old and thin hands, and paused slightly when she heard the words.

She frowned, and only said after a while: "That, no, yes, good, east, west, he, they, want, harm!" ”

Nan Xian nodded, "But the strange thing is that the first time they wanted to send the cinnabar peony to me, this time they did everything possible to prevent me from getting it, why is this?" ”

The stupid woman finally combed her hair, her eyes fell on the position of Nanxian Dantian, pointed at it, and said, "You, the, spirit, in, protect, protect, you, you, no, afraid." ”

Nan Xian was stunned, "My ...... Vigor? ”

As soon as she finished asking, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she remembered the light she saw in the dantian in the special hospital a long time ago.

Could it be that is what the foolish woman said?

"You, the, spirit, awesome, but, to, eat, drop, that, one, bad thing!" The stupid woman suddenly grinned, and a few traces of the cunning and delicate of a girl who did not match her age appeared on her old face, "He, they, they, no, awe, he, they, they, will, die!" ”

"Dead?" Nan Xian's heart sank suddenly, "Wait, what do you mean?" Will you die if you come into contact with that cinnabar? ”

The stupid woman took out the bag containing peony cinnabar from her arms, stretched out a finger and poked it on the lacing, and smiled, "Touch, touch, touch, die!" ”。

Nan Xian stared at her fingers, and her face turned pale in an instant.

He Mingxiao...... Touched it.