Ling Jiang and Ya'er almost held their breath, standing still like two logs, their faces pale.

Finally, the footsteps stopped, and he could clearly feel that something was staying by his side, and Ling Jiang was about to turn around to find out, when he heard a voice coming.

"You guys, what's the matter with Uncle Nine?"

The voice echoed in the ears of the two of them, and Ya'er turned around first, shouting, "Brother Bai, you scared us to death......

Ling Jiang breathed a sigh of relief and carefully looked at the person behind him. He was wearing a big blue robe, holding a bell in his hand, and his eyes exuded a chill that made people dare not look directly.

Great?

Ling Jiang thought about it, Fang Cai Ya'er seemed to have told him that Uncle Jiu's apprentice was called Da Bai.

"Brother Bai, why don't you light the lights at home? Ya'er wiped the sweat from her head and said.

"You can't light it up. Da Bai shook his head, took out a handful of fire folds from his sleeve, and just blew lightly with his mouth, and there was a light in the courtyard, shining on Da Bai's face that looked a little pale.

He then asked, "What are you doing here?"

"I want to meet Uncle Nine. Ling Jiang said.

Da Bai looked at Ling Jiang, his face was a little solemn, "Go back, Uncle Nine is not here." ”

"Isn't there?" Ling Jiang asked suspiciously, "Where did he go?"

"Don't ask!" Da Bai glared at him and shouted, "This is not the place for you to come, hurry up and give me back." ”

"But ......" Ling Jiang wanted to say something, but was pulled by Ya'er.

"Okay, big white brother, let's go. After Ya'er finished speaking, she pulled Ling Jiang and hurriedly left under the eaves of the house.

"Wait!" After only a few steps, Da Bai suddenly stopped them.

I saw Da Bai come to them with big strides, take out a piece of paper from his arms, and stuff it into Ling Jiang's pocket. Then he said in a slightly soothing tone, "Pay attention to safety on the road, and don't look back if it's okay." ”

"Hmm. Ling Jiang nodded and walked towards the gate of the courtyard with Ya'er.

Strange to say, when I came in just now, I felt that I couldn't walk in the yard, but when I went out this time, I didn't feel it at all.

"Da Bai, is he usually like this?" recalled the tone of Da Bai's speech just now, and always felt weird.

"Brother Da Bai is usually a little unlikable, but he is not as fierce as he is today. Ya'er shook her head and said, "Childe, Ya'er is a little sleepy, let's go back quickly." ”

Ling Jiang nodded, a little wanting to look back at Uncle Jiu's courtyard again, but remembering Dabai's advice just now, he still dispelled this thought. He was sure that something must have happened to Uncle Jiu, but Da Bai didn't want to tell him.

When the two returned to the thatched house, it was already three o'clock in the morning, and there was no light in Rhubarb's house, so they must have fallen asleep.

When he pushed the door into the house, a warmth came to him, and the tense heartstrings in Ling Jiang's heart were relieved a lot. Thinking back to the white silk hanging in Uncle Jiu's yard, I couldn't help but be afraid for a while.

"Childe, you rest for a while, Ya'er will boil water for you to wash your feet. Ya'er lit the oil lamp in the dark, then turned and went outside the house to make a fire.

Ling Jiang stood quietly in the room, wondering in his heart, "If Uncle Nine is not at home, then why does Da Bai tie Bai Aya in the courtyard?

I was going to go to Uncle Nine to answer questions, but who thought about it, but there were more mysteries.

"Strange, why is the paper figure that Da Bai put on me missing?" Ling Jiang subconsciously touched his pocket, looking a little shocked.

"Childe, the water is hot. Mo about a cup of tea, Ya'er brought in a basin of hot water, "Childe, you try whether the water is hot or not." ”

Ling Jiang stretched out his hand to test the water temperature, and it was slightly hot. Perhaps because of the sea breeze blowing all night, I felt extremely comfortable when I put my hand into the hot water.

Ya'er helped Ling Jiang take off his shoes and socks, and after washing his feet briefly, Ling Jiang couldn't help but have a headache.

Although Ya'er is his maid, she is already seventeen years old, not to mention the convex and backward curls, it is also very standard, sleeping together at night, Ling Jiang is still unacceptable for a while.

I don't know how he managed to live with such Ya'er day and night before he lost his memory.

"Childe, why haven't you slept yet?" Ya'er changed into sleeping clothes and walked into the house, and found Ling Jiang sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze, and asked curiously.

"That, Ya'er, where are you going to sleep in a while?" Ling Jiang asked helplessly.

"Sleep boy's side. Ya'er said lightly, turned around and locked the door, "Childe, you stayed up too late last night, go to bed and rest." ”

After Ya'er finished speaking, she blew out the oil lamp in the grass hut, and the room suddenly became dark.

Ling Jiang lay on the bed very unnaturally, and Ya'er climbed into the bed in the dark and slept on his right side.

Perhaps because she was too tired tonight, Ya'er quickly fell asleep, and Ling Jiang smelled the body fragrance emanating from her body, but she couldn't sleep. His mind was a mess of mush, and he didn't feel sleepy.

There was a chick beside him, which made his heart turbulent and unable to calm down for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, Ling Jiang got up and got out of bed, and went out in the dark, wanting to walk around and relax.

At this time, the moon is scarce, and even if the lights are not lit, the outside of the house looks very bright. It was also very quiet, and I could faintly hear the snoring from Rhubarb's house.

Ling Jiang walked along the winding path all the way out, and his heart was full of mixed feelings.

"Ya'er, Ninth Uncle, Da Bai ......" Recalling the people and things he saw today, Ling Jiang always felt like a dream.

"Who the hell am I!" he shouted as he suddenly looked up at the night sky.

There was only the sound of the wind whistling in his ears, and no one answered him.

"Where did I come from and where am I going?" his eyes were misty, and he felt that all this was unreal, and he wished that he would be beaten in the face now, and when he woke up, he would be able to remember what had happened.

In fact, he is not called Ling Jiang at all, and Ya'er is not his maid, all this power should be a dream.

"Whoa...... Whoa......"

Ling Jiang was walking, Ling Jiang suddenly heard the sound of waves, and subconsciously looked up.

"How am I ...... Walked to the beach?" Ling Jiang couldn't help but gasp.

At this moment, Ling Jiang was standing on the beach, in front of him was an endless sea, and the waves were lingering and lapping.

He looked around, and there were strangely shaped flags on the shore, and on a stone not far away, there was an offering table, facing the sea, on which were stacked all kinds of tributes.

"Is this the ......?"

Although Ling Jiang has never been here, he can vaguely guess that this is the place to worship the sea!

Ling Jiang had a bad premonition and was about to turn around and leave. But he soon found that no matter how hard he tried, he found that his feet just couldn't move his pace.

He hurriedly looked back, how could there be any Pinghai Town, there was only endless darkness in front of him, so black that it could swallow people.

Rumble!

At the same time, there was a sudden explosion on the surface of the sea.

Suddenly, the wind blew violently.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Ling Jiang would never have believed that a three-zhang high wave had rolled up on the surface of the sea, slapping towards him.

Like the waves of the torrent of fierce beasts, it seemed that they could swallow everything, Ling Jiang's eyes stared at the huge waves that were speeding and approaching, and vaguely saw that behind the waves, there were lights!

A ship, to be exact, glowing a faint green.

Along with the boat, there was an eerie and eerie laugh, he couldn't tell whether it was a man laughing or a ghost laughing, but it did come from the sea, and it was creepy to hear. At this moment, if someone told him that it was the sea laughing, he would not hesitate to nod and believe it.

Because of the obscuration of the waves, the ship was revealed for a moment, and soon disappeared.

"What the hell is going on?" Ling Jiang roared in his heart.

He felt that he was dead, and the tide of three feet high was pressing in front of him, and the slightest stream of water fell from the sky, like a heavy rain.

Rumble!

The huge waves roared by, completely engulfing Ling Jiang's tiny body.

Ling Jiang's whole body was immersed in the icy seawater, and he remembered that he should know how to water, but this huge momentum made his hands and feet completely uncontrollable, and he could only continue to move forward with the waves.

Before Ling Jiang lost consciousness, he saw a golden pattern, which should be said to be a drawing talisman.

It's like someone holding a golden pen, using streamer as ink, using this darkness as paper, and carving this golden talisman over and over again in front of his eyes......