Ye Lingquan didn't have much strength. After all, she had been keeping her finger off the spring water since she was a child. For her, this kid was too heavy, so with her help, Xie Zhe carried the kid on his back and left here quickly. Xie Zhe felt that
This child is very heavy - although he is very thin, but because he really has no strength at all and does not know how to hold him, it makes people feel that he is lifeless like a corpse.
They soon came to a house on the edge of the village. The house here was relatively complete. Han Chang raised his hand to signal them not to approach rashly, and then walked in and walked around. He stayed inside for a long time before coming out, and when he came out,
His expression was not good-looking. His eyes crossed with Xie Zhe's, and Xie Zhe immediately understood that there might be dead people in this room. However, Han Sheng said that they "can go in," and he must have thought of a way to hide them.
They brought the child in. There was a layer of dust on the kang in the room, so Xie Zhe pulled up a bench, wiped it twice, and helped the child sit on it, leaning against the kang. The three people surrounded him, unaware for a moment.
What should I say? In the end, Ling Huan stood in front of him, squatted down, and asked softly:
"Hmm...are you a girl or a boy?"
"He's a boy." Han Chang's nose was quite sharp.
"Then why are you here alone? Your...do you know anyone else staying in the village?"
Although Ling Huan wanted to go straight to the point and ask: What exactly happened here? But she was worried that these words might irritate him. The little boy's face was still lifeless, his eyes were big, round, and beautiful, but there was nothing
He couldn't show it. In addition, he seemed a little sleepy, his eyes were half-closed, his long eyelashes hung in front of his eyes, and he didn't know where his eyes were falling.
"No more." He suddenly spoke, with a childish voice that was somewhat neutral and had not yet entered the voice-changing stage.
"What?"
Ling Huan didn't hear clearly because his voice was really small. But after she asked, the child became mute again.
"I wonder if the child is frightened. We'd better not force him and let him calm down for a while. I'll go see if the well can be used and fetch some water to drink."
After Han Shang said that, he turned around and left the room and went to the backyard. Ling Huan and Xie Zhe looked at each other for a while, nodded, and prepared to leave the house temporarily. But at this moment, the child suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Ling Huan's arm.
He didn't seem to want them to leave. Xie Zhe spread his hands, feeling helpless.
"I'm probably scared. That's fine. You stay in the house first, and I'll go take a look at other parts of the village."
"Eh? Can...can we watch it later?"
Ling Huan looked a little scared. Xie Zhe thought for a moment, and it seemed a little inappropriate to leave only this child and Miss Ye in the room. Besides, he didn't know whether Zhong Li was trustworthy or not. He nodded and pulled two more stools.
Then Han Chang also came back, with both hands
He grabbed the rims of two cups from above and handed each of them a glass of water. When the water cup was raised in front of the child, he didn't react at all as if he couldn't see it. One hand was still holding the corner of Ling Quan's clothes. So Ling Quan
He took the water glass and placed it on the ground aside.
"Can you ask me something?" Han Chang asked after taking a sip of water.
"No, the child hasn't recovered yet. It looks like he suffered a big blow..."
Han Chang clenched his chin and looked at the little boy thoughtfully. Then he said generously:
"Boy, don't be afraid. No one can hurt you now. I'll just ask directly: Are there bad guys coming to rob the village, or are there monsters coming to do evil? Don't worry, no matter what happens, my brothers and sisters will take care of you.
Please support me."
The child must have heard it. He raised his stiff head, but there was still no sparkle in his eyes. He did not answer Han Shang's question, but he did hear it. The three of them had no choice but to sit aside and chat for no reason.
They started to guess. After analyzing for a long time, they couldn't come up with anything. Slowly, they had nothing to say.
It's not a problem for this child to keep his mouth shut. It seems that the trip will be delayed here for a while. I want to take him away, but I don't know where his family is. Maybe they are looking for him elsewhere; etc.
He said something to solve the problem, but his mouth seemed to be stuck with glue and he couldn't utter a word for a long time; just stay here... Those three people have uneasy consciences.
Time was running out like this, and the sun was about to set in a blink of an eye. The child was a little sleepy and was about to fall asleep leaning on the kang. His little hands were still holding on to the corner of Ling Huan's clothes. She was heartbroken, looking at the little boy's head.
It tilted, and he was about to fall, so he quickly stood up to hold him, and then he pushed him right. For a short time
The weightlessness made the child sober up. His eyes widened, and he suddenly put his feet on the edge of the bench, hugged his knees with both hands, and shrank into a small ball. There was not much fear in his voice, but his body was shaking.
Leng. The three of them watched his every move to see what he wanted to do next.
"It's coming." He murmured, "It's coming again."
"What's coming?" Xie Zhe asked strangely.
The boy shut his mouth and just hugged himself tighter. Hanshang jumped on the kang and got close to the paper window. There was a hole in the window. He peeked out from the inside, but he saw that the sun was starting to sink. Everything was still the same as before.
It was as quiet as before, with no chirping of birds or insects, and no footprints of rabbits or squirrels. There were still no traces of any living creatures.
Wait... isn't the sun going down too fast?
He had never noticed such a sunset. The sun was sinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, rushing towards the embrace of the distant mountains in the west, like a pair of lovers reunited after a long separation. The bright day just now turned golden, light orange, and warm red,
Until it is dark. And the eastern sky is like a black giant, wearing a huge cloak, as if it is chasing the escaping sun to the ends of the earth.
Suddenly, a strong force pushed Han Zhang backward. He was immediately knocked off the kang and fell to the ground. All this happened so fast that few people expected it. After Ling Huan reacted, he immediately
Help him up. He hit the back of his head and was fainting from the pain. Xie Zhe looked at the paper window alertly, only to find that the force that opened the cold glass did not actually break the window at all.
"what happened?!"
"Uh-huh——"
With Ling Huan's help, Han Sheng rubbed his head and stood up. It looked like he was really in pain and couldn't speak. Through the paper window, strange light came in, red, green, yellow and other colors.
Various colors pass through the room one by one, constantly adding to the
The dilapidated house was filled with changing colors and strange lights. The little boy just turned his back to the window, hugged his legs tightly, and exposed a pair of eyes. He did not close his eyes, as if no matter how tight he closed them, the colorful light in the room would pass through.
It penetrated his eyelids and penetrated into his heart.
People's panicked shouts came one after another. This sound also broke out suddenly, accompanied by strange colors. The voices of men making noises, the voices of women screaming, the voices of children crying, the voices of old people whining... all kinds of sounds came one after another.
, they overlap each other, and the scene is so chaotic that
In addition to the disharmonious colors, the shadows of people escaping in a hurry flashed outside the house, as if something was really dominating. However, they could only hear the movements of the victims, and the murderer
——I don’t know if it’s a thief or an evil ghost, but they didn’t notice any movement.
Xie Zhe walked to the door, stretched out his hand, and prepared to push the door open and go out.
A hand was put on his wrist and he pulled Xie Zhe back hard. It was Han Zhang. The place he hit had not yet recovered, but he shook his head vigorously to stop him from doing such a reckless behavior.
"It's an illusion." Xie Zhe said immediately, "Did you hit your head and couldn't see it?"
"I know! But who told you that hallucinations are okay? Don't you think it's strange? Since you know it's an hallucination, there's no trace of evil in it!"
"But this is a kind of magic! If it is a magic, there will be those who cast it, those who think about it, and those who set up the formation!"
"Stop arguing!" Ling Huan shouted, "This child seems to be in a bad state, think of a solution quickly!"
At least she was really helpless. She was holding the little boy squatting on the bench. He was shaking constantly, and Ling Huan could even hear the sound of his teeth chattering. The clear knocking sound came from the hustle and bustle outside the door.
The message reached Ling Huan's ears neatly. She couldn't ignore it, but she couldn't solve the problem either.
Everything happened too fast.
"The change occurred since the time of encountering the devil. My child, you must tell us what is going on." Xie Zhe stood in front of him, his face and tone became stern, "If you don't tell us, we will all be blamed for helping you."
You spend your time here. If you are unlucky, your life will depend on it!"
"……Won't."
The little boy spoke again. This was the third clearest sentence they could hear today.
"Why not? How can you be so sure?" Han Chang also stood with Xie Zhe, "Could it be that you set up all these illusions here? Although you do smell like a person, if you want to do it
It's not impossible for something like this to happen to a monster."
"What are you talking about all of a sudden?!"
Ling Huan stood up abruptly, her face pale. But this paleness had nothing to do with fear, because her confusion and confusion far outweighed her fright. Her voice was trembling, which might be due to fear.
"Since he is a human being and a child, we have to...if we can't find the reason, just put the responsibility on him!"
"We are indeed speculating. But at present, we can't find any other reason."
Ling Huan only felt that her arms holding the child were a little cold, which must have been an illusion. She turned her head tremblingly and looked at the child who was sitting blankly. Indeed, the emotion conveyed by him was not fear, but a kind of fear.
……impatient.
It was strange, so she wasn't sure.
"You will not be involved -" the little boy spoke again, "this formation is harmless. You will leave here after experiencing this night and never come back in this life. Perhaps, there is some forgotten spell
Inside. I am not an Onmyoji, and these visions are not set up by me. I am trapped here."
He said a lot in one breath, and he probably finally came to his senses. But his tone was a bit mature, not what a child of this age should be. And he knew a lot, which was the key. But only when he was facing the devil could he
At that moment, it was as if his soul had just come back and formally regained control of his body.
"You are trapped here." Han Chang repeated, and then asked, "Who trapped you here? And why?"
The boy lowered his head and was silent for a while. Ling Huan took two steps back, distanced himself from him, and finally stood together with the two men.
