Tonight's meal was very sweet, even if Ling Jiang was injured all over his body, after eating, he felt that his whole body was not as painful as before.

Even so, Ya'er still went out to pick some herbs for treating bruises, put a pestle in a bowl and grind it twice, and then put it on Ling Jiang. Pinghai Town faces the sea on one side and embraces mountains on three sides, and there are many herbs like this in the mountain, and you can pick a lot of them just at the foot of the mountain.

"I don't know what happened to Dabai now. Ling Jiang thought to himself, "But even if I stay with him, I guess it will only get in the way...... Since Dabai said that he can't die, it shouldn't be a big problem. I just don't know where this old Guo will hide......"

"Ya'er. Ling Jiang thought for a moment and shouted at Ya'er, who was washing dishes outside the door, "Remember to lock the door when you go to bed tonight." ”

"Okay childe. Ya'er answered from outside.

Ya'er is indeed a very responsible maid, don't ask about the child's affairs that shouldn't be asked, don't listen to what shouldn't be heard, Ling Jiang has already thought of some words, but he didn't have a chance to say it at all.

She just needs to serve Ling Jiang's food, clothing and daily life.

There was no word all night, and the two turned off the lights early and went to sleep.

Because he had been tossing around for the past two days, Ling Jiang felt sleepy after lying down for a while.

In his sleep, he seemed to see the strange drawing again, someone was holding a pen in front of him and carving it over and over again, he estimated that he had seen it more than a hundred times, but after reading it once, he couldn't even remember what kind of drawing it was.

And so it was repeated.

The leaves are as cold as water, and everything sleeps peacefully in the silent countryside.

Suddenly, I heard a scream from the thatched hut.

"Don't, don't come, don't touch me!"

"Childe, what's wrong with you?"

After about ten breaths, a fire lit up in the house. Ya'er turned over and got out of bed and lit the oil lamp, only to see Ling Jiang sweating profusely, looking frightened, and his eyes were blank......

"I'm fine...... he gasped.

"Ah boy, you'll catch a cold if you sweat so much, Ya'er will find you a face towel. Ya'er said, and was about to walk to the door.

"Go elsewhere!" Ling Jiang subconsciously shouted when he saw this.

His voice was like thunder, which frightened Ya'er a little panicked, and she stood in place and didn't dare to move.

Ling Jiang sensed that he had gone too far, and hurriedly said apologetically: "It's dark outside, I'm fine, you don't want to go out." ”

When Ling Jiang said this, Ya'er was also a little weak-hearted, nodded again and again, and returned to the bed to help Ling Jiang wipe the sweat off her forehead with her little hands.

Ling Jiang slowed down for a while, and then broke free from Fang Cai's nightmare, at this time it was already the middle of the night, and Ling Jiang was trying to ask Ya'er to put out the oil lamp and go to bed.

Bang bang bang!

I only heard three identical knocks outside the door, which made Ling Jiang's whole person tense up suddenly, and Ya'er shrank directly into his arms and didn't dare to move, staring cautiously at the direction of the door panel.

Bang bang bang!

The two did not reply, and the knock on the door rang again, and the sound lingered like the sound of a watchman ringing a bell.

"Who's out there......" Ling Jiang asked softly.

"Big White ......," a low voice came from outside the door.

"It turned out to be Big White Brother. When Ya'er heard this, she said with peace of mind.

"You wait for me here, I'll go out and see what's going on. Ling Jiang looked at Ya'er and said softly.

"Uh-huh. Ya'er nodded.

Ling Jiang put on a coat, put on his shoes and stepped forward to open the door. Da Bai still came to him so late, something important must have happened.

The door panel opened, Ling Jiang found that the outside of the door was empty, and swept around, only to find that Da Bai was standing behind a stone, only half of his body was exposed, and he couldn't see it very clearly in the darkness.

"Da Bai, are you looking for me?" Ling Jiang wondered.

"Come with me and take you somewhere. Dabai said.

"Now?" Ling Jiang couldn't help but have a headache as he looked at the dark and sloppy night, "You wait for me to light a lantern." ”

"No!" Da Bai hurriedly vetoed, "Just go directly." ”

"Okay......" Ling Jiang nodded helplessly, he wasn't even allowed to light the lantern, he could probably guess what place Da Bai was going to take him to.

Ling Jiang turned around and said to Ya'er, closed the door and walked towards Dabai.

Da Bai didn't wait for him to get closer, turned around and walked forward, his steps were a little hasty, and he seemed to be in a hurry.

When passing by the rhubarb courtyard, the earth-shattering snoring was very harsh, and it was estimated that even if there was thunder outside, the rhubarb might not be able to wake up.

"Dabai, how are you injured?" Ling Jiang asked subconsciously. He was really worried that Da Bai would come to him with an injury, and if he fell ill, he would be in trouble.

"It's okay. Maybe it was because of the injury, Da Bai's voice was a little hoarse, but it was a little different from the usual days, and Ling Jiang couldn't hear what was going on for a while.

The road was very quiet, Ling Jiang looked back, the thatched house had already been swallowed up in the night, there was no moon tonight, and the road was dark and scary.

"Dabai, where are we going?" Ling Jiang asked curiously after feeling that he had been gone for a long time.

"Old Guo's family. Dabai said.

But as the big vernacular fell, Ling Jiang immediately stopped his pace.

"What's wrong?" Sensing Ling Jiang stopping, Da Bai looked back.

"This road doesn't lead to the town at all!" Although it was a dark night, Ling Jiang had a good memory, and he could remember which road led to which one he could remember as long as he walked it once, otherwise it would be impossible to be admitted to Xiucai at the age of fifteen.

"You're not Dabai, who are you?" Ling Jiang subconsciously stepped back and asked.

Da Bai stood still, did not turn around, did not turn his head back. Ling Jiang suddenly felt that this big white body was a little tall, almost a head taller than him.

Inadvertently, he glanced at Da Bai's feet, and a cool air swished behind him.

This big white is walking on tiptoe!

He seemed to be stepping on a stone, and fell coldly. But the desire to survive in his heart forced him, and he hurried back with a rolling belt.

Although he couldn't remember the past, he should have known that he who walked on tiptoe was a dead man!

Now he understood why there were so many footprints in front of the courtyard of Uncle Jiu's house, which were all marks left by ghosts. Because the weight of the whole body is on the toes, of course, it is easy to leave footprints.

"So, I ...... Ya'er and I that day."

If he remembered correctly, when he went to Uncle Jiu's house that night, he felt very difficult to walk in the yard, as if he was crowded in a crowd.

Those people who are emotional, are all ghosts......

No wonder Dabai didn't let the lights be lit, and he had to lock the door in the house, just to prevent the ghosts outside from snatching the little drifters in the house.

Ling Jiang didn't know how long he had been running, and the strength of a person when he was running for his life couldn't be compared to usual.

He didn't dare to turn back, and he didn't know where he had fled in a hurry. One thing is for sure, though, that this is a path he has never taken.

Syllable......

Ling Jiang couldn't run anymore at this moment, and the whole person collapsed to the ground, and the whole person was completely desperate, looking like he was waiting for death.

Anyway, I have to die sooner or later, so it's better to die now, and it's worse than a dog to live.

It's a pity that after he died, Ya'er had to live alone. But that's fine, you don't have to serve people, you can bring the money from your family to find a rich and noble family to marry, and live a peaceful and stable life.

Ling Jiang lay on the ground, almost thinking about the situation after his death, but found that he was not dead yet!

"That ghost didn't catch up?" Ling Jiang's heart trembled slightly, and he was about to glance back.

"Hello?"

Hearing a voice behind him, Ling Jiang trembled violently with fright, and subconsciously turned over and assumed a posture facing the sky.

"How old is it, still scared like this?" Then the voice sounded again, but it was a woman's voice, and it seemed to be quite nice.

Ling Jiang raised his head cautiously, there was no big white figure behind him, but a young girl, dressed in green clothes, carrying a sword on her back, and her little face was covered with a veil, and she couldn't see what she looked like.

"Who are you?" Ling Jiang asked.

"I want to ask who you are. The girl said.

Ling Jiang glanced carefully at the girl's heels and saw that it had fallen to the ground tightly, so he slowly got up.

"Hey ......"

"You called me?" Ling Jiang asked.

"Is there anyone else here but you?" the girl gave him a blank look.

"If the person is gone, the ghost can't be said. Ling Jiang thought to himself.

"Is this Pinghai Town?" Seeing that Ling Jiang didn't speak, the girl continued to ask.