At ten o'clock in the evening, the underground city fell into darkness on time.
Yu Xing had already settled in Xiaojiang in advance and chose a hut not far from him, also on a high slope and close to the edge of the city.
Since Xiao Jiang came down at an unfortunate time, he didn't have time to tell him much about the underground city. When darkness came, he returned to his room under the slightly complicated eyes of other believers.
Yes, even though he was "reasonable" in the dispute during the day, some seeds of doubt were still planted in the hearts of believers, causing some people's eyes to drift toward him as soon as it got dark.
Without changing his expression, Yu Xing returned to the house and closed the door under the gazes of these people, blocking out prying eyes. After sitting on the wooden bed for a while, the power of the curse began to spread to the house, blocking the movement of every believer.
Such darkness and silence were quickly broken by the sound of ghosts walking by. Probably the carnival last night made these ghosts feel a different kind of happiness. Today, the noise of their jumping is much louder. I believe there will be many believers.
I was so frightened that I didn't want to wake up the next day and have to clean up the whole city again.
Yu Xing yawned and decided to take a nap. Most of the believers were still awake and more alert than before. If he made any noise, he would be easily discovered.
One hour.
Two hours...
three hours.
At about one o'clock in the morning, Yu Xing opened his eyes, and his retinas were blurred by darkness, making him groggy, like dark or light patches of color.
He sat up, rubbed his forehead, and raised his eyebrows.
It's not that he planned to wake up at this time. In his plan, it would have to be two hours later.
It's just...someone doesn't want him to sleep.
In this dark closed room, there is another person's breath, hidden in the shadows, soft and like a ghost.
"Yu Fengchen?"
Yu Xing's calm tone had an upward pitch at the end, adding an indescribable hint of joking to his calmness.
Something moved in the shadow, and then with a soft white light emerging, a face that seemed unreal at first glance and too delicate appeared in Yu Xing's sight.
The somewhat peculiar oval-shaped silver-rimmed glasses are placed on the tall bridge of the nose, adding a cold and inviolable temperament to the owner.
"How do you know it's me?" A clear, calm and slightly cold voice came out as the mouth on the face opened and closed.
"Except for you, oh, and me. Apart from the two of us, I can't think of a third person who can quietly break the curse on the door." Yu Xing spread his hands, "Why are you standing at the end of my bed? It's scary.
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"Are you still scared?" The man holding the mini light source moved somewhere unknown, and the light became more obvious, illuminating half of the room.
The figure of the visitor was also completely exposed. Yu Fengchen somehow went to the reception area and stole a sect robe. Now that he was wearing it, he seemed to be following the local customs.
Yu Xing rolled out of bed, straightened his wrinkled robes, and came to Yu Fengchen's side with squinted eyes: "What do you want to do with a sneak attack in the middle of the night?"
While talking, he looked at the glowing object in Yu Fengchen's hand, and it turned out to be a large white lantern.
The word "hi" was written on the lantern in a subtle way. I don't know where the "hi" came from. It was like laughing at a funeral. It was weird and absurd, and it fit Yu Xing's aesthetic taste.
"I just came down. Your place is the best way to get information." Yu Feng spoke concisely and concisely, as if he didn't intend to waste too much words with Yu Xing, "Why go to other places to inquire when there is a shortcut."
"That's good." Yu Xing sneered.
He and Yu Fengchen had not met each other a few times, but perhaps due to timeline issues, there was always a feeling that the two had known each other for a long time.
So when talking, there was a very familiar tacit understanding.
So there was no need to argue, the two of them looked at each other, and Yu Fengchen knew that this was the time for him to show sincerity comparable to the intelligence.
"It's like this. The relationship between Gui Chenshu and me is very important. I need Gui Chenshu's power. You saw it when I was in the tomb last time." Yu Fengchen saw that Yu Xing seemed to be interested in the lantern in his hand.
Very interested, he put his hands back alertly, "...this is mine."
Yu Xing: "...I have no intention of robbing you, just keep talking."
Yu Fengchen didn't quite believe it, and took the lantern a little further away from Yu Xing: "So after receiving your information, I planned to come over and give it a try, and brought Jiang Jileng with me. His layout ability can be used in various situations.
Yu Feng's voice paused, and then he continued as if nothing had happened: "The timeline is too confusing. I can't remember when you started to know his real name. This is no longer important."
"Obviously, according to my timeline, it's now." Yu Xing smiled, looking embarrassed.
"...In short, Jiang Jialeng is very smart. Whether it is for you or me, he can play a very good role as a teammate. You can trust him appropriately." Yu Fengchen didn't want to look at his face.
He had a beaten expression on his face and shifted his gaze slightly.
"I asked him to come down instead of me, so that I could completely act as a non-existent character. It would be more convenient to do what I wanted to do without anyone looking at me."
"Presumably, you also need such a knife, so please cooperate?"
Yu Xing touched his chin and glanced up and down at Yu Fengchen. Last time at the bottom of the tomb, he saw with his own eyes that Yu Fengchen's body was covered with black lines full of strange beauty. He didn't see it this time, but felt it was a pity.
"Cooperation is okay. In the future, I brought you here for the purpose of cooperation. Otherwise, would I ask you to come down and cause trouble for me?" Yu Xing curled his lips, "But I have a question."
Yu Fengchen: "Ask."
"You are now..." Yu Xing organized his words, "Have you ever been to the Tomb Palace? Is your black cat coming back? Do you still remember that I saw you before?"
A series of questions bombarded Yu Fengchen like a bombardment. His face was obviously cold, but it was suddenly made to look irritable.
He pushed up his glasses and interrupted: "What strength did you draw from the black stripes you saw on me?"
Yu Xing temporarily shut up and raised the corners of his mouth, as if Yu Fengchen would keep staring at him if he didn't answer.
"Although I already know that you are very interested in my tree pattern, you don't ask these questions immediately every time you see me. It seems that you look like some kind of pervert with special sexual habits." Yu Fengchen's forehead corners bulged.
Next, "I have never been to the Tomb Palace. Judging from your reaction, it happened a long time ago, and my cat is still in the hands of the witch."
"Oh." Yu Xing looked at Yu Fengchen who was fair and clean, feeling a little pity.