The figure came so slowly, and the osmanthus was really impatient. In the end, curiosity prevailed, and she couldn't even bother to be afraid, and finally couldn't help but get up and meet it, wanting to get closer and see more clearly.

The water's edge was already damp, and at some point it started to fog. The white mist surged out of the reeds, reflecting the moonlight and starlight, and the surroundings seemed brighter than before.

Osmanthus was a little vigilant in her heart, and when she looked back, she found that the original bonfire had become less eye-catching, and the figures of Ye Zhiqiu and Zhu Chengbi by the bonfire were also blurred, and she could only see a rough outline with her eyesight during the foundation building period.

This situation made her hesitate a little, while thinking that it was better not to be too far away from the two real people, and on the other hand, thinking that if they were in danger anyway, they would definitely raise a warning if there was real danger, and they would not see her in trouble.

The figure stopped moving towards her, but it was much closer than before, and it looked like a five or six-year-old boy playing by himself.

He raised his hands and held a lantern above his head, jumping in place. Children at this age tend to be very enthusiastic about the simplest games, and many things that seem boring to adults are full of fun for them.

Osmanthus had seen her sister Guiyuan's various tricks back then, and she was not surprised by this child's behavior. She quietly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was just a little ghost who slipped out in the middle of the night to play, which made her worry suspiciously for a long time.

The village where the children live is obviously not far from here, and the shadows of the houses can be faintly seen through the layers of fog. Osmanthus originally wanted to leave, but suddenly felt that it was very inappropriate to leave a young child here.

She walked in the direction of the child and shouted softly: "Why are you little devil messing around like this, and you don't sleep obediently in bed in the middle of the night, if your father and mother find out, you will definitely be worried." Stop playing, I'll send you back quietly, okay?"

The child seemed to be taken aback by her, and after a moment of frustration, he suddenly lost his temper and grinned in many fierce and strange ways.

The child was so stubborn, Osmanthus couldn't help frowning. When she got closer, she found that the child was not holding an ordinary lantern, but was inlaid with blue glass, and the workmanship was so exquisite that it must be worth a lot at a glance.

Although the lantern blocks the wind, the candles burning inside can't stand the children bouncing back and forth, and some of them are crumbling and extinguishing. The light passed through the glass and turned into a pale blue color, and a good child looked like a blue-faced fang.

Osmanthus smiled slightly, and suddenly felt that this scene was a little familiar, and he had also used the green light on his face that time, almost frightening his peers。。。。。。

And who was it with her? Her thoughts were cut off here, no longer connected, and then a sense of horror welled up from the depths of her body.

After a while, this fear gradually dissipated, and Osmanthus was relieved again, and when Wang Dazhi was exploring the cave outside Kwai Ying City, he was completely stunned by the luminous beads hanging from her and Gui Yuan's necks, and finally there was not even a meager shadow left.

She reached out to grab the child, ignoring his ghostly eyes and deformed body, and said, "Where do you live, stop playing, come back with me." ”