But the sound finally caught the attention of the visitors, and the brother and sister came out of their rooms with their personal servants, both with a look of surprise on their faces. Soon after, it was discovered that two people were missing.

In the middle of the night, it was not easy to disturb the owner to look for it with great fanfare, but I heard a faint shout for help from the backyard. is more reminiscent of the "haunted" theory that the little girl said before, and several people's faces turned white.

The young lady was still a little anxious, and hurriedly said to go to the two feng shui gentlemen and the Taoist master, but a few people ran to the room where Huang Chang and the old man Lou were, and pushed open the door without caring about etiquette to look inside, only to find that there was no one inside. Several people suddenly became more and more panicked.

And at this moment, the little girl Duoduo was finally awakened, pushed open the door and walked out, rubbing her eyes in a daze, looking at the few people running around in the yard like headless flies, with a look of ignorance on her face.

Seeing that the master had finally come out, the occupants hurriedly ran over and asked what was going on, and how they could help their companions. But Duoduo just looked at the noisy backyard and the open back door, and sighed helplessly:

"I told you not to go to the back...... Now, it's good to wake them up again. ”

"Then what should I do now? Little girl, since you can still live here, there must be a way, right?"

The elder of the pair of siblings asked anxiously, but Duoduo silently walked to a corner and squatted down.

"Wait, wait until dawn, and they'll be back. ”

"It's that simple, don't they hurt?"

Someone in the crowd immediately asked again, but Duoduo's answer was:

"You won't kill them all, but if you're lucky, you'll survive...... My sister said that my luck is always good, I don't know how you are. ”

As she spoke, the little girl held her head with both hands and put on a posture of holding her head and squatting to prevent non-resistance. And the occupants were all stunned at once.

“...... Huh?"

Is this the way to deal with it? Everyone present, both men and women, was stupid. At this time, there was suddenly a sharp-eyed one, pointing in the direction of the backyard and shouting:

"What's that?"

——From the open doorway of the backyard, there was a cloud of white flowers and mist slowly diffusing out, but it gathered into a human form, fluttering towards this side. Before everyone could figure out what it was, another person flew out of the doorway - it was one of the two people who had gone in to "hunt for treasure" earlier, the athletic bodyguard warrior. He bumpered all over the place, and finally found his way to the way he came. Seeing the door to the front yard, he rushed over impatiently. But he was crashing headlong into the white mist.

Then he let out a cry of horror, but the thin layer of white mist entangled him like a dense silk net, and he could not break free...... Finally, when the warrior finally got rid of the mist, all the onlookers screamed......

- He no longer looks like a person, or rather, not like a living person. Being able to serve as a warrior's bodyguard, his original body was quite strong, but at this time, it had completely dried up, leaving a layer of skin wrapped in bones, and the flesh and blood on his body seemed to be sucked dry by the mysterious white mist.

It wasn't so much that he broke free on his own, but rather that the mist took the initiative to let him go - there was no need to keep the dried peel. The man still had a breath of air, and reluctantly took two steps forward, and his two shriveled eyes rolled a few times, and then he fell to the ground with a snap, and the dust did not stir up a bit.

The onlookers no longer had to wonder if the fog was dangerous, and they all screamed and fled in all directions. Someone shouted "run out" and rushed to the gate, only to find that the front door, which was simply held up with a wooden pole, could not be opened, as if something was blocking it outside.

Someone else tried to jump over the wall to escape, but although the house was dilapidated, the wall remained intact and quite high. If you haven't practiced martial arts and light skills, it's not easy to climb up on your own. Unless someone is lifting and helping below, but in a hurry, how many of these ordinary people are willing to be a stepping stone for others?

As more and more white mist poured out of the backyard door, five or six people in the courtyard suddenly scattered in fright. At this time, the servants could not take care of their masters at all, and they all ran around on their own. The brother and sister were even more at a loss, standing still and not knowing what to do. Only a little girl who followed them was still awake, and pulled her own young lady to the edge of the wall, found a broken stool as a footrest, and supported her young lady to climb the wall quickly.

But after all, she is young and frail, and she can't hold it up no matter how hard she tries. So he called the young master to help, but the young master, who had always been polite and polite, actually did something worse than a pig and a dog at such a time - he rushed up, pushed away his sister, jumped on the stool, climbed the wall with his hands and feet, and then jumped down and ran away on his own!

The remaining two weak women could only hug each other and curl up on the edge of the wall and cry bitterly. Seeing that the white fog in the courtyard was getting thicker and thicker, one by one the poor people who were struggling and howling were swallowed up, and when they reappeared, only shriveled skin and bones remained.

Huang Chang and the old man Lou had been standing on the roof, quietly watching everything that was happening below. He wanted to help when those people were running around before—after all, these people didn't make any mistakes and weren't to blame for the actions of the two fools.

But when he saw the young man's behavior, he immediately lost his interest—even the master was such a thing, no wonder the servants were some garbage. Even so, whether they are dead or alive, Huang Chang naturally no longer cares.

Only when the white mist surged towards the pair of weak women in the corner of the wall, Huang Chang took a hand, jumped over and carried the two women directly to the roof. The old man Lou just glanced at it and didn't say anything, and the two women were so frightened that their tongues were knotted, and they couldn't even say words of thanks.

The white mist soon filled the entire courtyard and engulfed all outsiders as well. But strangely enough—they avoided the area where the little girl Duoduo was, and only formed a clearing around her. There was even a thin "tentacle" sticking out of the white mist, touching Duoduo's clothes like an octopus, and then retracting again.

A few more clouds of fog seemed to have found a few fish that had slipped through the net on the roof, and they climbed up to the roof along the beams and pillars in a fierce manner, trying to find trouble with Huang Chang and the others. However, Huang was already familiar with this kind of thing—he just shook a small mirror hidden in the palm of his hand, and released a beam of natural sunlight absorbed in the sigil treasure mirror to shine on the mist, and the thing dissipated in a shrill hiss.

Then, until dawn, there was nothing to disturb them.