Night, a little cold.

The wind peeked in through the hole-in-the-window, and a strange rustling sound could be heard outside, but it revealed an eerie silence.

In the room, in the darkness where you can't see your fingers.

Yang Yu lay on the bed, completely hiding his body in the thin quilt.

His hand slowly stretched out, trying not to make a sound, and then he touched a lump of soft object under the pillow, and then he felt a little more grounded.

Beneath the pillow was a fist-sized red cloth, wrapped in a small handful of incense ash, and a faint scent of rosin could be smelled.

In recent days, many of the town's civilians have been promoting this method, which is said to ward off the demons that often haunt the night during this time.

Just go to the White Buddha Temple in the north of the town to offer incense, ask for a handful of incense ashes to take home, wrap a red cloth and put it under the pillow.

Even if a demon enters the house, it will be safe from being discovered.

It's just a small piece of incense ash, and it's not easy to ask for it.

The monks of the White Buddha Temple sat on the ground and started the price, and the incense money had to start with at least thirty copper plates to get such a little incense ash the size of a thumb.

For this reason, Yang Yu was in pain.

Not long after he crossed over to this world, the original owner of this body was already relatively poor, not to mention the four walls of the family, but he could only barely maintain food and clothing, and thirty yuan was not a small amount for him.

But when he thought that compared to his own life, money was only something outside his body after all, and he didn't want to come to this world for a few days, so he had to pay obediently.

I just hope that this incense ash really works as the people in the town say.

At first, when he first came to this world, Yang Yu didn't believe in any demons at first, thinking that they were all rumors made up by people.

It was only as these days came down that he gradually received the memories of the original owner of this body, and finally understood how terrible this world really was.

In the past, the dynasty fell apart, there were wars everywhere, and the people were struggling to make a living.

Later, there were demons who made chaos in the world, emerging endlessly, choosing people to eat.

The poor people, who were already in dire straits, were already in agony due to the continuous disasters and disasters.

In this environment, even in a small Jiunan town far away from the wars everywhere and in a remote corner, people's faces are covered with a thick shadow of despair.

Recently, it has been rumored that there have been man-eating demons in Jiunan Town, and then one night ten days ago, there were a few more corpses in the town that died in an unusually tragic state for no reason.

One of the deceased was only a hundred steps away from Yang Yu's house.

Yang Yu followed the others to take a look, and almost threw up on the spot, and he didn't eat for two days.

In the next few days, from time to time, you can hear rumors about which family is missing, and who is gone, but Yang Yu never went to join in the fun.

Looking at this scene, everyone knows that there are demons doing chaos, and they can't fake it.

In today's troubled times, Neng'an can't be at peace for a while, and even Jiunan Town has demons, not to mention other places, you can't run away.

For this reason, the wealthy merchants in the town spent a lot of money to ask the monks in the White Buddha Temple to guard the courtyard.

The people who had no money could only find other ways to survive, and finally set their sights on the White Buddha Temple, exchanging money for some incense ashes, in order to get temporary shelter.

Yang Yu had no choice but to follow the flow to buy some incense ashes, and at the same time prayed in his heart that the demon would never find him.

finally spent his life in his previous life, and God gave him another chance.

He really didn't want to waste his hard-won second life so quickly.

However, speaking of the existence of demons in this world, it reminded Yang Yu of something in the memory of his predecessor.

It was a fragment of a scroll handed down from his ancestors, which, according to his father, recorded a fairy spell and was buried in the soil under the water tank.

However, when his father was dying, he warned him that he must not take it out until the last resort, otherwise it would lead to disaster.

The predecessor has always believed in his father's last words, so he has never been curious about it.

Now that Yang Yu is here, he is different.

Judging from the experience of the previous life, in this terrible world, there must be immortals and gods if there are demons, and no matter how bad it is, there are characters with strong force value.

It's just that he doesn't understand that there is obviously such a good thing at home, and his predecessor's father warned him not to touch it when he was dying.

That's a fairy spell.

Yang Yu had never seen what the legendary immortal spells were like.

Why, exactly?

Just as Yang Yu was thinking about this question, a terrible scream suddenly came from the street outside the house.

It seemed to be a woman's voice, screaming desperately, especially loud in the silence of the night.

But the sound only lasted for a breath, and it stopped abruptly, and the surroundings fell into an eerie silence again.

Hiding in the quilt, Yang Yu's body shook suddenly, and he couldn't help but tighten the quilt on his body with his hands.

This is a demon coming!

At this moment, his breathing couldn't help but become rapid, and at the same time, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated with nervousness.

The place where the voice came from seemed to be very close to him, which made him worry about his own safety, and also made his mind a little flustered.

What if a demon comes to your door?

Is the incense ash of this White Buddha Temple useful?

What if it doesn't work?

Many thoughts kept flashing in Yang Yu's mind, and at the same time made him extremely nervous, and even the air in the quilt seemed to become extremely hot.

Until a long time passed, there was still silence outside, as if nothing had happened.

After those terrible screams, everything seemed to be calm again.

But Yang Yu didn't dare to relax his vigilance at all, a lot of sweat overflowed on his forehead, he was a little hot and couldn't stand it, and his consciousness seemed to become a little confused.

A little more passed.

Just when Yang Yu was in a daze, there seemed to be a very light footstep sound in the house, slowly, from far to near.

Something seems to have entered his house!

But at this time, Yang Yu was completely unable to concentrate, and only felt that his mind was getting more and more dizzy, and he was weak, and he couldn't even move his fingers.

He only felt that something had come closer to the bed.

And then.

He was completely unconscious.

……

I don't know how long it has been.

When Yang Yu opened his eyes, the quilt was gently lifted, and he found that it was already bright outside the house.

White light shone in through the doors, windows, and cracks, and the room was bright, and tiny specks of dust drifted through the air.

"I ...... last night Asleep? ”

He rubbed his eyes, lifted the quilt, and examined his body.

Intact.

Yang Yu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but I don't know why, I always feel a little unsteady.

Thinking back to last night, before he lost consciousness in the middle of the night, he clearly felt something walk to his bedside.

Is it a hallucination?

Hiding under the covers, with no air circulation, hallucinations due to lack of oxygen?

It seems to be reasonable.

As long as it's okay.

Yang Yu didn't take last night's incident to heart in the end.

Rubbing his eyes and sobering up a lot, Yang Yu turned around and folded the quilt with his hand, and then opened the pillow, and the red cloth bag wrapped in fragrant ash was still there.

He decided to carry this thing on his body, whether it was the value of this thing or for peace of mind, he couldn't put it away at will.

But just as he reached out and grabbed the red cloth bag to pick it up.

His hand was not yet strong.

The red cloth wrapped in incense ash, together with the incense ash in it, was visible to the naked eye and suddenly turned into black ashes running out of his fingers and spilling onto the bed.

Yang Yu was dumbfounded.