The night was dark, and the birds were chirping in the sky and flying off into the distance.

Su Changqing stayed alone in the tree, looking at the closed window not far away, and secretly felt a little anxious in his heart.

Now almost an hour has passed, not only did the Taoist priest who went in before not come out, but even the Li family also did not make any movement.

And the window of Li Yang's room on the opposite side was still closed, which made him unable to observe the situation inside.

Time passed minute by minute, and just when Su Changqing's hands were already frozen like ice, the door of Li Yang's house was finally opened.

When the door was fully opened, he saw a middle-aged man in a bloated robe walking out of the door, waving goodbye to Old Man Li with a smile on his face.

Su Changqing was observing this Taoist priest with a heavy gaze, but when the door was closed, he suddenly saw that the Taoist priest who was originally walking suddenly turned his face and smiled slightly in the direction where he was.

When Su Changqing saw this look, his blood suddenly coagulated, and he hurriedly hid himself back in the branch, leaning his back against the rough trunk, his heart was pounding in fright, and cold sweat continued to break out on his forehead.

The Taoist priest...... See him?

Su Changqing closed his eyes and did not turn his head to look at the Taoist priest again, but looked at Li Yang's house with wide eyes, and his eyes did not blink.

Although his back was to the Taoist priest, he kept thinking and waiting for the Taoist priest, but unexpectedly, after a long time, he still didn't hear any sound behind him.

He cautiously turned his head, only to find that the Taoist priest was long gone.

He...... Did you see him?

Su Changqing recalled the smile of the Taoist priest before leaving, and the thoughts in his heart were uncertain.

......

Time stayed above his head like a whirlpool, it was like a donkey being lassoed in a rope, crawling forward with difficulty, Su Changqing looked at Li Yang's house silently, and finally waited for two hours.

It's just that on this night, apart from seeing a Taoist priest, nothing else happened.

He also didn't know whether the female ghost Su Xiaoqian had succeeded or not.

Maybe...... He needs to ask her tomorrow morning.

Thinking of this, Su Changqing looked around vigilantly, and when he found that there was no one, he jumped down from the tree lightly like a cat, but just when he wanted to stand up, he suddenly heard a tooth-sore "click".

Suddenly, a sharp pain struck, Su Changqing's face turned white, the expression on his face was instantly bad, he held his waist, got up from the ground with difficulty, looked around a little embarrassed, and then stumbled and disappeared into the darkness.

Walking on the dark road, Su Changqing felt that he was very bad today.

Not only did he not know if the shadow had entered his shadow, but his waist had accidents one after another, and he rubbed his waist, only to feel that his waist was about to be wasted.

Su Changqing cautiously walked out of the village entrance and kept walking along the path in the direction of his home.

It's just that the process of walking is very uncomfortable, after all, his waist is too painful, Su Changqing walked for a while, observed the surroundings, and found that there was no one, so he hurriedly whistled, intending to call the white crane over.

As the whistle sounded, a large crane with snow-white feathers flapped its wings and flew towards him, and its wings blew a whirlwind, and then stopped in front of him.

It's just that now Su Changqing flashed his waist and couldn't climb up at all, so Bai He squatted down and pushed his body with his other wing, and after a while, he finally pushed Su Changqing onto his body.

As soon as Su Changqing climbed onto its back, he hurriedly hugged its neck tightly.

The crane craned its neck and let out a soft croak, then flapped its wings and left the ground, rising towards the sky, and finally to the height of the clouds.

The wind in mid-air was very strong, and Su Changqing squinted his eyes and looked at the blurred ahead, only to feel that his body was unusually cold.

The wind blew, blowing his scarf rattling, he just wanted to stick his body to Bai He's body, but the scarf around his neck seemed to be gradually untied by an invisible wind, and he was almost blown down by the wind, or Su Changqing quickly grabbed the corner of the scarf, so as to prevent his scarf from being blown into an unknown corner.

The white crane flew very fast, but in less than a minute, he could already faintly see the shadow of his house.

Su Changqing asked it to stop a little farther away from the house, and when the white crane stopped on the ground, he fell off its back in embarrassment and fell on the hard soil.

Holding the white crane's feet to get up, Su Changqing touched its head, rubbed his waist, and limped forward.

The white crane stood in place, tilted his head and glanced at Su Changqing, suddenly cried, flapped his wings and flew into the sky, and soon disappeared into the sky.

......

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After returning to the room, Su Changqing put a large painkiller sticker in the drawer on his body, and then took out a flashlight from his bag.

He turned on the flashlight and let its dim glow shine on him.

The dim light was like an insect crawling on his body, and Su Changqing stared at his shadow for a long time, but he didn't notice anything wrong at all.

It was as if the shadow had not come to him, and as if it had been asleep in its own shadow.

Didn't work out?

Su Changqing looked at his ordinary shadow with some regret in his heart, turned off the flashlight, and put it back in his bag.

Let's hope it will work out tomorrow.

He sighed softly, took off his outer clothes, and let his body shrink back into the covers.

......

Everything around was quiet, and the grass could not hear the slightest chirping of emerald insects, and outside the main house, in the courtyard that was as dark as the eyes could see, a large white dog pushed open the door of the side room and slowly walked out of it.

His fur was snow-white, and it was noticeable in the dark.

His pad lightly stepped on the ground without making the slightest sound, and then he quietly walked to the door of the main house, and stared at the scarlet door, as if he were about to see through the door to see the scene inside.

His gaze was deep and distant, looking deeply at the door, and it was only after a few minutes that he turned back and returned to the side room alone.