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Chapter 243: Day and night

As night fell, the town gradually became quiet. After some discussion, Xie Zhe and the others decided to stay in Rangyangpo for a few more days. They could not pretend that the earthen kiln where the puppets were made did not exist. But they wanted to completely burn the puppets.

Eviction from the town is not realistic enough. The time is too short and the townspeople cannot

They can't realize how terrible it is to be immersed in the shadow of the past. Even though they are only here for a few days, they may not have any more use, but at least they can ask around the town more and try to get some advice from the old man.

, we should still be able to get some useful clues.

The girls had all washed up, but were not in a hurry to go to bed. Wenying rolled around on the bed and kept asking Jiaomo questions. Jiaomo answered while looking out the window. She sat on a chair by the window,

Looking at the quiet town wrapped in darkness, I felt very calm in my heart, and all my worries were temporarily put on hold.

"You said before that you have never seen the Miss Ye they mentioned?"

"Yes." Jiao Mo nodded, "I met the two of them after Miss Ye disappeared."

"But actually, I remember my brother said... he, Mr. Xie and Miss Ye only met in the winter last year."

"That's true. Even though they didn't know each other for a long time, they still embarked on this long journey for her. I have traveled around the world for many years, and it doesn't matter who I know, who I follow, or what I do. Since everyone needs help

It’s good to have someone to look after you along the way. If I hadn’t gotten to know them, I probably wouldn’t have left for my hometown so early.”

Wenying lay flat on the bed with her limbs stretched out wide. The beds in many inns were not big, and the ones in poor condition were on the floor. But this was a big bed, which made her feel very happy. In the igloo, the bed

It's just a small bed, and she's used to curling up in a corner to sleep. But when she's with someone she can trust, she stretches out wide, and needs a more spacious place.

"When did you plan to return to your hometown?"

"Perhaps... I am very old and very old. I should never meet my relatives in my hometown again. They have gone to far away places. I may not even be able to meet other tribesmen when I am on the shore."

"Are you sad?"

"I chose the road myself, and I have never regretted it." Jiao Mo said, looking at the stars in the sky. "I think I don't need to be buried on land in a coffin. I will go to the depths of the sea and let the currents carry me away."

When I told my family about my death, they knew then that I had lived a fulfilling life."

Wenying turned over and lay on the bedside to look at Jiaomo. She could see stars falling in her eyes. Wenying said seriously:

"I really think your words are very beautiful and poetic."

"I can only say that it sounds nice, but how can I say it beautifully?"

"It's really beautiful, like a painting."

As soon as Wenying finished speaking, Jiaomo's expression suddenly became serious. She thought she had said the wrong thing. But she soon realized that Jiaomo's eyes were fixed on a certain direction outside the window, as if he had seen something.

Something. She said to Wenying:

"Come over and see if that direction is where we went during the day?"

Wenying got out of bed, walked to the bedside in a few steps, and looked at where Jiao Mo was pointing. They were on the second floor. Most of the buildings in this town were low, so they could easily see what was a few streets away. They were in mid-air.

In the middle, a column of black smoke curled up, and something was probably burning underneath. Qianying understood what she meant.

"It seems like..."

The two of them were crowding by the window to watch, when suddenly someone knocked on the door.

"It's not locked, please come in."

Sure enough, it was Xie Zhe and Han Zhang. They were in the next room and had probably seen the movement. Xie Zhe said that they wanted to go over there to investigate. In Xie Zhe's eyes, he believed that the black smoke was too evil and he was worried.

Something bad happened. Originally, he wasn't going to tell the girls, but planned to act privately. But Han Shan remembered what happened during the day and felt that if something unexpected happened, the two of them might not be able to handle it properly, so he asked Jiao Mo if he was willing.

Go together.

From what I heard, I didn't plan to ask Yingying.

"Why? Can't I go?"

Han Chang said: "It's not a big deal, just go and have a look. You should rest early."

"Why didn't you take me with you?" She was a little angry. "Grandma asked me to follow you, wasn't it just to experience more things and see more of the world? Why did you let me hide and sleep when it was time to see the world?

"

Jiao Mo immediately smoothed things over and said, "It's not a big deal. It doesn't matter. Since I asked Miss Ying if she wanted to go, let's go together."

Han Chang sighed and said nothing more. The four of them came to the street like this. The night in the town was beautiful, the sky was very clean, and although the moon could not be seen, the stars were extremely bright. Although the summer night was still a little warm,

But compared to noon, it is enough to make people feel physically and mentally happy. If they don't have any serious tasks, they will feel more relaxed.

After a long time, Jiao Mo asked a question.

"Did we... walk for so long during the day?"

"There are fewer pedestrians at night, shouldn't we arrive sooner?"

"After walking for so long, the black smoke is indeed still so far away."

Several people started talking, but Xie Zhe remained silent. They still headed in that direction and paid more attention to the surrounding scenery. In the end, they found that no matter how long they walked, they would always end up at the place they had walked before.

"Ghost hits the wall?"

"If it's a ghost breaking into the wall, I should be able to tell it." Xie Zhe said, "I suspect that we have entered another enchantment at some point."

"When?! How could this happen..." Wenying squeezed her brother's arm tightly and said uneasily, "I am also good at the ecstasy formation, but I don't see any problem in it."

Han Chang had moved his hand to the weapon. He listened carefully as he walked with everyone. After a cup of tea, he stopped and said to his friends:

"There's no need to leave anymore. Lao Xie is right, this is an independent boundary. In a normal town at night, you can hear people snoring or children crying. As you saw during the day, every household has a guard.

We passed by many houses but not a single dog barked. In other words, there is no living thing here except us."

Xie Zhe's eyes kept scanning around, observing the surroundings, and said: "Indeed, there are only four of us now. The black smoke in the distance is probably just a bait... trying to trick us."

"Who would do this? That old guy?" Qianying asked, "Then why didn't he attack us during the day?"

Han Chang thought that there might be many people on the street during the day, and if a fight broke out inside, it would easily attract the attention of the townspeople. But this was not convincing. After all, at night, no one would hear such a loud noise? And in his

It would be unwise to start a fight in the workshop, as it would do him no good if his work and tools were damaged.

"I'm thinking about something..." Xie Zhe's expression was a little ugly.

"how?"

"The disintegrator told us so much information, maybe it's not that he didn't take us seriously. Maybe, he saw our intention from the beginning. After all, we are outsiders, and we have nothing to do with it.

When we asked him for help, we just made up a story from the accountant. Thirdly, it was the hostility we showed when he showed that he was not a Yongshi..."

"I'm still wondering when you will react."

Familiar voice! Xie Zhe and Han Zhang drew their swords from their waists almost at the same time, and they pointed their swords in different directions on the street. Jiaomo and Wenying looked around, trying to find the owner of the voice. But the voice was elusive, like

They were coming from all directions, making it difficult to tell the difference. Everyone was extra vigilant and nervous.

At this time, Wenying noticed that the curling black smoke in the distance had changed its shape. It had changed from straight to twisted and winding, as if there was a living snake living in the smoke column. Suddenly, the smoke expanded.

Several times, it was as if all the breath she was holding was being exhaled, and a large amount of black smoke went straight into the sky. Before she could figure out what was going on, a black spot suddenly appeared in the sky where the black smoke disappeared, and quickly flew this way.

It's coming. The closer it gets, the clearer its shape becomes.

It's the Nightmare Tengu!

Han Chang pricked up his ears, pulled Wenying behind him, and turned to her direction to face the speeding Tengu. He turned his wrist slightly, and the sword began to glow with a familiar red light from the hilt.

The metal looked like it was being hammered again. Wenying was startled because she had always thought that Pei was in the process of being hammered by her brother.

There was a short sword on the long waist. Why did it look like a long sword now? Before he could think about it, Han Chang swung the sword hard, and a red arc-shaped flame was thrown towards the black Tengu. It vomited

The poisonous gas and fierce flames ignited it, and a huge fireball exploded between the four people on the ground and the Tengu.

After the flames dissipated, the Nightmare Dog sat on the roof of the street, the resentment between its brows shining with cold light. And beside it, there was the shadow of an acquaintance.

"You're fine. It seems that our old acquaintance has made a new girl."

"Get down!" Xie Zhe's sword and Han Shang were both pointed at him, and he said angrily, "Give us back the Lingyu!"

"who?"

The evil deceiver of lies had a puzzled look on his face, as if he really couldn't remember who this name represented. After a while, he suddenly realized and said:

"Oh - yes, the previous owner of this thing?"

He raised his hand and shook it, and there was something he was holding. They recognized it at a glance, and it was the xun that Ye Linghuan had carried with him.

"Give it back!" Xie Zhe shouted angrily, "That's not your thing!"

"It doesn't belong to you either." He threw the xun up and caught it again several times, which made them helpless and angry. He then said quietly: "This time we meet again, we still have a chance to return the little girl.

You guys, it’s a pity…”

"What a pity?!"

"Don't be nervous, she's not dead. She just ran away."

Han Chang sneered: "Oh, who believes your nonsense?"

Zhen's voice was still so cold, and he whispered: "That girl is more capable than I thought. I underestimated her."


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