The restlessness of the beasts in the mountains lasted for a few days, after which they returned to normal.

In short, the weather has been sunny recently, and because it is summer, the trees are tall and lush in the old forests in the mountains, blocking a lot of the sun.

Lin Yue followed Yuan Bai up the mountain.

When I came to this mountain again, I still felt some emotion in my heart.

After all, the first consciousness was also in this mountain, and now it is here.

Lin Yue is the kind of girl who looks squeamish but is not squeamish, Yuan Bai is hidden among the trees, mountains and rocks quietly waiting for the opportunity, Lin Yue is also with him, and he is not bored.

At noon, Yuan Bai went to the river to fish, and Lin Yue also took a sharp branch on the shore, looking at the fish shadows in the clear water, looking for an opportunity.

"Go deeper with the fork, get closer to yourself, don't go so far. Yuan Bai told her the trick on the side.

But the girl hasn't done this before, and of course it's not allowed to do it for the first time.

It wasn't until the hunter roasted the fish on the shore that Lin Yue forked a fish.

She put the fish down to the hunter, and went to the water's edge again to pick up the water, ready to scrub and scrub her face.

The river water is cold, and it is comfortable to contact with the skin.

The girl's ten fingers were as white as shallots, and when she picked up the water, a small grain of ice slag leaked through her fingers and fell into the water.

"Huh?"

She didn't notice the little Xiaoice that fell, but she had a palpitation for no reason, and there was a kind of... The feeling of being spied on.

She immediately turned around and saw that Yuan Bai was not far behind her, and she didn't see anything else.

And until they've all left here,

More and more ... Ice, a big fish was torn and bitten by something, and there was a trace of blood in the ice water.

A cold breath rose from the water's edge.

There was a hoarse voice that seemed to come from the deepest part of hell—

"Alive...... Yang ......"

Last night, deep in the forest, a deep hole appeared under a locust tree, which looked like it was not dug from the top down, but from the bottom up... It was like something had broken through the ground, and there was a shriveled hare carcass next to the cave.

The locust tree, the ghost in the wood, is heavy in yin.

None of this is known yet.

Tonight, the moon stars are scarce, there are no stars to see, Lin Yue went to bed early.

Of course, she's always gone to bed early since she came here... There was always a feeling that she would never have gone to bed so early before, could it have something to do with her lost memories?

Lin Yue listened to the cicadas and gradually became sleepy.

......

It's cold...... Isn't it summer now...

It's so heavy...... It's like carrying a mountain on your back.

It's so heavy...... It's like being bound by the aquatic weeds of the sea.

Want... I can't breathe!

“... Hah......!"

finally

Woke up.

The girl who woke up,

The first thing you see is,

A pair of strange golden and silver eyes that were round like lanterns.

... Yin and yang eyes?

Then half of the face was pale, and the other half was covered with a wooden mask, but even if it was covered, it revealed a blue-blue spot under the corner of the eye.

Oh no! she's been... The ghost presses the bed / up.

The person in front of him seems to still have a human form, but I'm afraid he is no longer alive!

Because she did smell the smell of rot, the smell of rot that was almost masked by the rich scent of wormwood...

The girl was held tightly like an octopus, unable to move.

A gust of yin wind blew in, and the talisman on the other party's forehead, which had been destroyed for a long time, fluttered, flashing sporadically red in the night.

The eyes of the "ghost" are as innocent as his appearance,

"Big sister, your body is so warm, can I hold you?"