Shi Yue woke up, and the familiar taste of broth drilled into her nostrils. When I opened my eyes, the familiar person was there.

An oil lamp was lit in the small room, and the flame in the stove occasionally spit out to illuminate the familiar person, and the light of the fire also gave warmth to the cabin.

Her body was still very weak, her whole body was weak, and even her mind was sometimes vague. She heard Dugu Yuanchen talking to herself in front of the stove hole, and when she was far away, she added the broth in the pot, and she could only hear words like "strange and scary".

Shi Yue's heart warmed, thinking that Dugu Yuanchen was worried about her.

The care and care she has received in her life has not been as much as that after meeting Dugu Yuanchen.

Dugu Yuanchen didn't know that Shi Yue had woken up, and thought that she would wake up at this time tomorrow as the old gentleman in the pharmacy said. So at this time, his mind was full of chaotic ideas, and finally he came to the conclusion that this bazaar was too strange.

Come to think of it, they hadn't seen anyone from outside since they entered the place. Although the street was noisy, he had never heard a word clearly. The people who look very similar on the street are the same as the ghosts in the pharmacy.

The more I think about these little things, the more I can't explain them, and the more I think about them, the more strange and even frightening I feel.

But if he wanted to say what he was afraid of, he couldn't say.

The northern winter night is particularly dark, and an unforeseen fog adds a heavier shade of ink to the market. Tonight's wind and moon gather, there is no wind and no moon.

Dugu Yuanchen scooped it twice in the pot with a spoon, and when he saw that the broth was thick, he withdrew the firewood and put a bowl of it.

The hut was not far from the stables, unroofed, with only a sharp corner of wood on the top and some hay, and two large holes on either side that allowed the sky to be seen.

Dugu Yuanchen put the dry firewood that had withdrawn from the stove hole into an iron basin and burned it into a fire for heating. He took the broth to his lips when everything was done, and before he could take a sip, he suddenly remembered that the man who needed to make up for his body was still in bed, so he glanced at the bed.

He really didn't know that she was awake, and he really didn't know how long she had been awake, only to see a pair of beautiful eyes looking at him.

"Could it be that the Snow Clan people have different physiques, and why did they wake up so early?"

So he had to give the bowl in his hand to Shi Yue, but Shi Yue's whole body was so weak that he couldn't even hold the bowl, so he had to feed her spoonful by spoonful.

Shi Yue didn't say a word during the whole process, only when she finished drinking the broth, Dugu Yuanchen asked her, she gently "um" as an answer, and then fell asleep again.

Dugu Yuanchen knew that her body was still too weak.

When the night comes, so does the cold.

Dugu Yuanchen covered the door tightly, tightened his clothes and leaned against the door to sleep.

The winter night came early, and Dugu Yuanchen woke up from his dream in a dizzy way, and he didn't know what time it was. Outside the house, it was pitch black and nothing could be seen, the oil lamp was still burning inside, and the firewood in the basin had been extinguished.

Dugu Yuanchen cleared the stasis in his body with the help of the old man in the pharmacy during the day, although he was free of worries, his body still needed to rest at this time. He propped himself up and rekindled the fire in the basin to bring some heat to the small, cold room.

As soon as the fire was lit, the green smoke from the firewood lingered in the air, and the red flames swayed in the basin, and the room suddenly warmed up a lot.

Shi Yue was probably choked by the smoke emitted by the firewood, coughed lightly twice, wrinkled her nose and turned over to continue sleeping. Dugu Yuanchen smiled, and didn't know if he woke her up.

Suddenly, he faintly heard a noisy sound, which seemed to come from the courtyard outside, and Dugu Yuanchen doubted in his heart, "Is it that the meat monk has arrived?"

Dugu Yuanchen looked out at the hole in the roof, the sky was as dark as a pile of ink, it was estimated that it was the time to arrive, and it shouldn't be so noisy so late!

He wanted to go out and have a look, but remembering the blessings of the day, and the strange things he had encountered in this bazaar, he decided to forget it.

Sometimes you don't always want to find out about unknown secrets, because then people will live more easily.

But after a cup of tea, the noise outside was not small at all, and even got louder and louder.

Dugu Yuanchen took a deep breath, opened the wooden door lightly, and did not make noise to Shi Yue on the bed.

Listening to this voice doesn't look like the meat monks, it's probably the guests of the inn, if he looks good to talk, he will go out to persuade a few words, let them be quieter, if they don't look good to talk, then forget it.

Dugu Yuanchen gently closed the door and tiptoed to the door of the inner courtyard. The courtyard door was locked, presumably because Laifu was in order to prevent him from coming out and affecting other guests.

In this way, Dugu Yuanchen had to lean his face to the door, and found a thin crack in the door to look out.

It stands to reason that this big night is dark and foggy, and you shouldn't be able to see anything clearly, but Dugu Yuanchen's eyes leaned over and found that the courtyard outside was glowing green in the big night.

The thick fog lingered and swayed in the green light, and there seemed to be many figures floating around in the fog, and they could only feel that their faces were very white, not blood-white.

There were several large tables in the courtyard, and on each table was a white candle as thick as a baby's arm.

Strangely, the flame of the candle was also green and white, and the flame that could have been warm was now radiating a biting cold.

Everything is so unreal.

There were a lot of fine wine and delicacies under the candle, and only these things Dugu Yuanchen felt that they were real, because he smelled the wine, which could not be faked.

I can't see how many people there are in the fog, I just feel that you are pushing the cup and changing the lamp back and forth. But this lively scene always seemed a little strange in Dugu Yuanchen's eyes, but he couldn't say exactly what was to blame.

Dugu Yuanchen looked at it for a while, although it was strange in his heart, there was no way, since he was under the fence, he couldn't make trouble for others!, "Have you encountered fewer strange things recently?

He went back to his room and slept against the door, but he kept thinking about it.

Suddenly, his head was ......"buzzing", and his mind went blank.

He finally remembered something, remembered something that he had always thought strange but had never been able to say. I couldn't help but feel a chill in my back, and even my breathing became short.

He remembered the noise just now, which did not look like the sound of people, and the white candles, and the way people walked and floated.

"Are those dead people out there?"

To be precise, it is not called a dead person, but a soul after death.

Dugu Yuanchen slowly calmed down, if you think about it from this angle, then the strange problems that couldn't be explained before can be explained.

And the conclusion of these explanations is - "This is a dead city!"

If this is really a city of dead people, then he and Shi Yue have been living with a group of dead people?

Dugu Yuanchen slowly calmed down and looked at Shi Yue on the bed, "When she gets better, we have to leave this ghost place quickly!"

The New Year is approaching, friends read less novels and spend more time with family and friends, and it's good to make phone calls!