The fire dispelled the cold, and snoring rang out in the room.

Chen Bao'er leaned against the wall, trying to keep her eyes open.

He didn't want to sleep, but the snoring sound in his ears was like a hypnotic agent, which made people dizzy, and his eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds......

I don't know how long it took to be so groggy and half-asleep, Chen Bao'er heard the coughing sound outside the door, I don't know if it was because the firewood was burned out, the house always felt a little cold, not as warm as before going to bed.

Chen Bao'er was dim, and saw that the two officials who were on duty at the door had fallen asleep crookedly, and the fire on the ground was half dead, leaving only some charcoal covered with hoarfrost flickering and dimming.

It was really cold, Bao'er shook his body and stood up, but accidentally knocked the iron chain on his hand, and broke out in a cold sweat.

Walking outside the door, Bao'er suddenly reacted, the rain had stopped at some point, and the moonlight was just right, sprinkled with silver frost all over the ground.

It was strange that the yard was so clean that there was not even a puddle of stagnant water, and the corpses were gone.

Pushing open the half-hidden broken wooden door of the firewood room, Chen Baoer was stunned, and in the house, someone was chopping firewood with an axe.

The door was obviously open, but the moonlight in the courtyard didn't seem to be able to penetrate anyway, and only vaguely saw the outline of the firewood chopping man coming out, Chen Bao'er was a little restrained, thinking that the official in the house was also frozen awake to add firewood, Bao'er shook his hand first, and explained: "I'm just here to get some firewood, not to escape!"

The person chopping wood in the room seemed to turn his head and look at Chen Bao'er, but he was silent.

Chen Bao'er was stared at a little uncomfortable, staggered his gaze, and was about to take a few firewood and go back to the house to add fire, and then sleep for a while, before Bao'er stretched out his hand, the coughing sound behind him sounded again.

Bao'er remembered that the messengers who kept vigil at the door were all asleep, but the coughing sound seemed to come from outside the courtyard, Bao'er turned around, and the yard was already full of yellow fog, and there was no moonlight.

The feeling of uneasiness once again uncontrollably surged into Chen Bao'er's heart, seeing that the yellow mist seemed to be covering the firewood room little by little, Bao'er was about to close the wooden door of the firewood room in a panic, but he didn't know that he was tripped over something and bit him, and he fell to the ground.

Then, Chen Bao'er saw something covered in hair wagging its tail from the crack in the door, and disappeared into the yellow fog like the wind.

Looking at the firewood room again, the person who chopped the firewood had disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed.

Bao'er only felt that her scalp was numb, and she rushed out of the door with a roll, but she didn't expect that the yellow fog in the yard was so thick that she couldn't even see under her feet.

The yellow mist was filled with a fishy smell, and when I smelled it in my nose, I felt dizzy and nauseous. Being in it, I just felt like countless cobwebs stuck to my body.

Bao'er, who couldn't make out the direction, covered her stomach and vomited on the ground for a long time, but she didn't vomit anything, and finally struggled to stand up, crying in a trembling voice: "My grandfather, are you the one who killed?"

Naturally, there was no response.

Bao'er groped along the courtyard wall and pushed open the courtyard door, the door opened, and there was still a thick and powerful yellow fog outside, but, in the fog, there were two blue and black lanterns hanging out of thin air, and the lanterns did not emit the slightest light, but two blue and black ink rhymes were reflected on the side of the perimeter in a dead air......

Chen Bao'er's legs were weak, and even if he mustered up his courage, he couldn't take a step, and the blue and black lantern gave him the feeling of endless hell......

Someone pushed Bao'er away, Chen Bao'er turned his head, and in the haze, Bao'er recognized that it was the official who shackled him, the official froze, and the yellow mist filled the officer's face, Bao'er couldn't see his expression clearly, but felt inexplicably weird.

The official approached the two black lanterns and disappeared into the oppressive black shadow, and Chen Bao'er could no longer see him.

But Chen Bao'er was still pushed away, and one after another servants walked past Chen Bao'er's side, until when he saw the figure of Zhao's father at the end, Chen Bao'er, who was stunned, seemed to react, and he didn't know where the strength came from, pulled Zhao's father's arm, and ran back in horror.

Relying on the feeling, Chen Baoer slammed open the door of the house, and the moment he entered, the feeling of depression and lightheadedness dissipated in an instant, that is, at this time, Chen Baoer only felt as if he had been drained of strength, and fainted softly......

Just when she closed her eyes, Chen Baoer felt that someone was shouting to herself, and when she opened it, she found that the bonfire in the house was blazing, the rain outside was falling urgently, and she was leaning against the corner, as if nothing had changed.

The one who shouted Chen Bao'er was Zhao's father, and when he saw Zhao's father for the first time, Chen Bao'er was startled, Zhao's father's face, as if it had been wiped with ashes at the bottom of the pot, gray and white, his lips were as white as paper, and his eyes were no longer bright, the only thing he had was the horror on his face that did not dissipate.

Chen Bao'er wanted to speak, but saw Zhao's father trembling his hands, pointing to the servants in the room, and squeezed out a few words in a trembling voice: "It's all dead, hey, I beat birds all day long, and in the end I was blinded by birds......"

Chen Bao'er's head buzzed, and when he turned his head, the servants in the room were all lifeless, their faces distorted, and they were no different from those who died in the village......

Father Zhao pulled Chen Bao'er violently, stared at Chen Bao'er's eyes, and asked in a hissed voice, "Fang Cai...... But you pulled me?"

Such words shocked Chen Bao'er, who was like a dream, and Chen Bao'er seemed to remember something, and did not answer, but hurriedly opened his clothes.

When he saw a few extra black tooth marks on his waist, the backbone behind Chen Bao'er was bubbling with cold, and the appearance of Grandpa's death came to his eyes again at this moment, the worn fingers, the bitten tip of the tongue, and the broken demon ruler in his hand, but what Chen Bao'er didn't understand was that even Grandpa and the servants could die, but why was he always good......

Seeing that Chen Bao'er was distracted and didn't respond to himself, Zhao's father didn't ask any more, but after seeing the bite mark on Chen Bao'er's waist, he said: "I want to exchange you for credit, why do you want to save me?"

Chen Bao'er came back to her senses, and it took a long time to realize that Zhao's father was talking to herself, saying, "I ate your chicken!"

Father Zhao frowned, a little unconvinced, but seeing the unusually serious look on Chen Bao'er's face, he smiled bitterly: "This is also the reason? Lao Tzu's life is only worth a chicken in your eyes?"

After that, Zhao's father shook his head, touched the key from his waist and threw it over: "You don't have to be reserved, if you fall in love with my family's money-losing goods, I will give her to you!"

Chen Baoer picked up the key and opened the shackles and chains for herself, but her face was a little disgusted: "You are not worthy!"

Father Zhao was stunned, looked at Chen Bao'er, and finally only pulled out a sneer.

Chen Bao'er stirred the fire and sighed: "You are really unworthy, Zhao Xishuang told me!"

Father Zhao was puzzled: "What did you talk about?"

Chen Bao'er said word by word: "Naturally, it is her sister's business, a person who treats his own flesh and blood like a mustard for the sake of being an errand is not worthy of being a father!"

Father Zhao opened his mouth and was silent, only twisted his head to look away, his bloodless face was reflected by the firelight, and finally, he only asked in a low voice: "Can you and I survive tonight?"

Chen Bao'er untied the water bag from the waist of a dead official, drank two sips, and gently opened the door, the moment the door opened, Chen Bao'er's face became even paler, the rain slowly flowed in, and the same came in, as well as the blowing fog, the yellow fog.

Father Zhao closed his eyes in despair and scolded: "Damn strange fog!"

Chen Bao'er closed the door: "This is not fog!"

Father Zhao raised his eyes: "Isn't it fog?"

"Grandpa said in the book that since the formation of heaven and earth, there have been three qis, the aura rises, the chaos is in the center, and the turbidity sinks. The fireworks in the world are the chaotic gas, and people eat the chaotic qi, so there are seven emotions and six desires, birth, old age, sickness and death. After death, if a person is eroded by the turbid qi that sinks in the ground, the chaotic qi in the body before death may turn into evil qi, and the evil qi will gather, and evil things will breed ......"

Chen Bao'er hesitated for a long time before he squeezed out these words that he usually didn't want to believe......

Father Zhao clenched the knife in his hand: "I have a three-foot cold front in my hand, maybe cut it?"

Chen Bao'er smiled: "You are resourceful and brave, but you are the only one who has no humanity, otherwise, you should be a well-known good man!"