Fear was spreading, and the branches outside the window were constantly knocking on the doors and windows under the blowing of the night wind.

The rustle between the wood and the wood seemed to pass through the depths of my heart.

Just listening to that voice, it's creepy.

We were destined to have no sleep that night.

The four of them were gathered in a room, and the fat man would look out the window from time to time.

After looking at it for a while, his body would tremble inexplicably, as if he had seen something very frightening.

It's not okay to go on like this.

I tried to walk up to the fat man and whisper a reminder to him.

"Don't be scared, those things aren't as scary as they seem!"

The fat man looked at me with a forced smile.

"Brother Li, you said that there are so many people in this An family, why are so many things happening one after another?"

At first I suspected that the mage was doing it, but now the man has been buried in the earth.

There is no proof of death, and the situation is like being covered with a layer of fog.

No one can say what exactly happened to Qing Daoming.

"I don't know, anyway, as long as we take the people of the An family up the mountain tomorrow, our task will be completed!"

Hearing me say this, the fat man's expression became a little more solemn.

"I mean, what if something happens tomorrow?"

What should I do if I have another accident?

There really is no better way.

But now is not the time to talk about this.

"Our purpose is to go to Qinglong Mountain, and what happened to Anjia has nothing to do with us, so we just need to ......"

Before I could finish speaking, a dark shadow flashed outside the window.

I quickly turned my face to look.

But outside the window, it was pitch black, and there was nothing.

"Brother Li, why don't you continue?"

"I seem to see a dark shadow running outside the window!" My brow furrowed.

The fat man unconsciously sat closer to me.

"No, it's pitch black outside, is there anything darker?"

"Brother Li, you should have read it wrong!"

What you see in the afterglow is sometimes clearer than what you see with the right eye.

But I also don't want to cause panic in them.

So he waved his hand.

"It's okay, maybe I'm wrong!"

But as I spoke, I didn't know if it was windier.

The branches outside the house kept beating on the house, as if something was cutting through the wooden planks of the house with sharp claws.

The fat man's face darkened visibly.

I glanced at the clock on the wall, and it was three o'clock in the morning.

At three o'clock in the morning, halfway through midnight, and less than an hour later, it was the darkest midnight of the day.

When the time comes, there will be no light outside.

The fear at that time is the deepest fear.

Of course, midnight is also a sign that dawn is approaching.

I don't know if Zhang San can't stand this weird atmosphere, or what's going on.

Suddenly he stood up and walked to the window.

"It's not like I've never been to Anjia before, I've never felt so weird!"

As he spoke, Zhang Sanyi tore open the window.

The cold wind poured in, and goosebumps broke out all over our bodies at the same time.

Zhang San hurriedly closed the window, and then took a few steps back in surprise.

"I, I, what happened to me?"

I got up and walked over to Zhang San's side.

"What's wrong?"

"What did I just do?" Zhang San looked at me and asked.

It's as if what he did just now was out of his control.

"Maybe it's because the pressure is too much, so I do something that is not under my control!" I comforted him softly.

Behavior that is not under your control? I seem to have something in mind.

But it just feels like there is a layer of window paper that can't be broken.

I quickly forgot what it was.

The fat man got up and took the two of us by the hand and walked back.

"You two don't continue to toss, sit in peace, and ...... tomorrow"

Before the fat man could finish speaking, suddenly, all the lights went out at the same time.

Whether it's the lights in the house or the street lights outside the house.

It was as if we had fallen into a dark abyss.

Even if the fat man is less than twenty centimeters away from me, I can't see him.

"Brother Li, this, this, what's going on?"

Before the fat man could finish his question, I had already taken out the white candle from my bag.

After lighting the candle, the spark of the stars slowly spreads and illuminates the place around us at a certain distance.

It was only then that the fat man let out a long sigh of relief and told me.

"Brother Li, this is really scary!"

The flame dancing above the white candle was like a lifesaver for us.

But just when we were relieved, the flame of the candle began to grow smaller and smaller.

From the initial thumb size, slowly it is only the size of a little finger.

In the end, only a soybean-sized flame remained on the wick.

The surrounding light also quickly collapsed back.

The only place we could see was to pull on the area less than ten centimeters around us.

"Celestial Gods and Earth...... "I recited the mantra.

The fat man next to me found a bunch of candles out of nowhere, put them on the ground one by one, and quickly made up a pile.

As I chanted the mantra, the fat man lit the candles one by one.

But every candle is weirdly only a candle the size of a soybean.

I've heard my grandfather talk about it before.

It is also commonly known as the ghost pressing candle.

"Fatty, take out the talisman in my bag and stick it on the ground!"

The fat man quickly rummaged through my bag.

In this darkness, he didn't know what talisman he had taken out, so he just spread it all on the ground.

"Brother Li, it's all here, and I don't know what talismans are in it."

As long as it's a symbol, it's useful.

I took out my close-fitting dog blood and dipped my left index finger with a drop of dog blood.

Grab a handful of glutinous rice with your right hand.

He recited a mantra in his mouth, pinched the trick in his hand, and then aimed it at the candle and flicked the drop of blood away.

Multiply......

It was as if a basin of water had been poured into the raging fire, and a puff of white smoke suddenly evaporated.

Faintly, we seemed to hear screaming and screaming.

At the same time, the candle that the fat man had placed on the ground burned violently.

The light of dozens of candles soon illuminated the house.

"Whew, this day's ......" The fat man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

But I had a sad face.

The phenomenon just now is indeed like a ghost pressing the lamp, but the effect of the dog's blood popping out just now is more like someone I broke someone's spell.

What's going on?

Isn't that Gumin dead?

Just when I was wondering, I suddenly heard a series of footsteps outside the house.

The fat man suddenly became nervous.

The footsteps were very fast, as if they were running.

The weird frequency makes people's backs chill for a while.

Our heads rotate in the direction the sound is coming from, slowly locking in the direction where the sound is coming from.