Not long after, Qianye was able to see those floating things without using his weird abilities.
The whole scene was like a disaster.
He couldn't help but think of those disaster movies he had watched when he was at home...
Old Man Liu was sitting upright, holding a fingerprint that Qianye couldn't understand in his hand. One of the talisman papers not far away beside him spontaneously ignited, flashing a flash of fire in the oppressive darkness.
The villagers all seemed to feel something. They hid in their tents and dared not come out. They could only passively wait for the disaster to come.
Swallowing, Qianye looked at the black mist and kept thinking about what he could do at this time...
Let's talk about blocking the black fog.
He has a single grotesque ability and has no advantage in this regard.
And the ability to modify the plot has not yet been thought of as an entry point.
I haven't thought about how to modify it to make this black fog disappear.
"If the content does not mention any strange events, how can it be effective if it is changed from what angle..."
Thinking carefully.
Qianye also read the novel panel in front of him over and over again.
Inadvertently, he felt his shoulder being tapped twice, and turned around to find a slim figure.
"What are those?"
An Yu had already climbed out of bed.
At this moment, her eyes were back to normal, and except for the remaining blood stains in the corners of her eyes, there was nothing abnormal about them.
"Your eyes are...healed?"
Qianye pretended not to know what was happening, pretending to be confused and surprised and asked Chao Anyu.
He didn't want the other person to know that he saved her.
I don’t hope that the relationship between the two will go any further.
If possible, he would really like to never see Anyu again after this script.
"Well, that's it."
An Yu responded.
Her face looked very calm, without any disturbance, as if she knew how her eyes recovered and what Qian Ye was thinking, so she didn't make any fuss about it.
"You haven't said anything yet, what are those?" An Yu pointed to the black mist in the distance and continued to ask Qianye.
"It's dangerous." Qianye answered.
The other party's deep understanding made him feel a little complicated.
After a pause, he just wanted to send An Yu back.
"As long as your eyes are healed, go back and rest quickly. I don't know how much you can participate in the things happening outside..."
"Then can you participate?" An Yu replied.
See Qianye being choked.
She seemed to be a little satisfied girl, with two dimples at the corners of her mouth, and she smiled sweetly.
"Why should I go back? We are in the same camp... You are here, so I will accompany you."
"Why are you accompanying me?" Qianye asked.
"Can't you accompany me? I like you, so I want to stand with you. Your family belongs to Dahai, right? You are so lenient." An Yu said unceremoniously.
Maybe it was a confession.
She acted less secretive than before.
I have boldly said what I like, so whatever I want to do now seems natural. At least there is a reason that doesn't sound forced.
Qianye opened his mouth and wanted to say something else, but in the end he said nothing...
He doesn't have much experience in emotional matters.
An Yu, who has become more carefree now, has really taken advantage of him from a certain perspective.
"Forget it, stay where you want and don't run around."
Qianye finally uttered only one sentence.
"Don't run around?" An Yu turned her head and looked into Qianye's eyes seriously. The smile on her lips was not concealed at all: "I can understand that you are caring about me?"
The more you talk, the more confused you become.
Qianye shut his mouth knowingly.
To prevent the other party from saying anything weird again...
...
In front of the yard.
Liu Qinshan's face was very ugly.
He kept holding on to the obscure formula with both hands, and looked at the black mist that continued to come as if facing a formidable enemy.
The surrounding talismans lit up one after another, like burning flames of life, struggling in the dark night...
A strong wind blew.
The leaves were rustled.
The crops in the land not far away were also blown to one side, as if they would be blown directly to pieces in the next moment.
The simple tents of the villagers were not very strong.
The moment the strong wind hit, the cloth roof was blown continuously, and it looked somewhat shaky...
"Mom! I'm afraid..."
No child has ever experienced such a scene.
The younger one was hiding in his mother's arms, sobbing and saying that he wanted to go home.
The tent above them seemed to be about to collapse. Not only did it fail to give them a sense of security, it actually broke down their already weak psychological defense.
"Don't be afraid, mom is here..."
"What are you afraid of? Your dad is here too. If bad guys come, dad will be the first to beat the crap out of them!"
The couple comforted the child.
But the uneasiness in their eyes could not be concealed.
Nowadays, the atmosphere in the village is becoming more and more weird, and they have a vague idea of some possible endings.
Most parents seem to be like this...
The mother is gentle and easy to talk to, and becomes the person the child most wants to interact with.
The father always straightens his back. No matter what happens, he will pretend to be a hero and stand in front of his children.
For example.
Chino’s “father” who was buried before.
Even when facing the last moment of death, he would still let himself act relaxed and content, and would not let his children see his cowardly side.
Except for the couple who comforted the child.
The other villagers are now extremely panicked...
They hid in tents and prayed constantly, and some even knelt down and begged God to open their eyes.
Liu Qinshan did not tell these villagers everything.
But they are not fools. They probably guessed what they are facing now...
Just seeing Mr. Liu's embarrassed look, they guessed that the other party was fighting with some dirty thing.
"Tell me, will Mr. Liu be okay?"
"What's going to happen? You've been here for so many years. Don't think too much. Remember there's still a pile of clothes in the house that haven't been washed. If things get back to normal tomorrow, you have to wash them. Don't put them off again and again.
..."
"It's time! You two are still talking about whether to wash the clothes or not?"
"God bless me, nothing will happen to me..."
"..."
The villagers were all talking in the tent.
The contents of the conversations varied, but they all centered around the strange things happening at this time.
The tent was not completely sealed.
The villagers squatting in front naturally saw Qianye and An Yu behind Liu Qinshan through their exposed mouths.
"Eh? Aren't those two children from the third family? What are they doing standing there?"
"I don't know... I was worried about them just now. Maybe Mr. Liu needed help, so he called them?"
"It doesn't seem right. Didn't I remember something happened to Xiaoyu's eyes? I saw her lying on the bed today with a white cloth covering her eyes and there was blood on it! Why is everything fine now?"
"Who told you that covering your eyes with white cloth will cause trouble? Maybe it's a Taoist method done by Mr. Liu? Just like in previous years, what kind of man and woman should I choose in our village..."
"Boys and girls?"
"Yes! That's it... It's possible. Mr. Liu just found these two children to be boys and girls for religious purposes..."
"This... seems to be the same thing."
On the patio platform.
The villagers' conversations naturally reached Qianye's ears clearly and unmistakably.
He pretended not to hear and continued to stand, observing that the black fog was not far away in front of him.
Let everyone say what they want to say...
He doesn't have the patience to run down and slowly explain to these villagers why he is standing here.
Unless there is a brain disease.
Otherwise he will just turn a deaf ear to it.
An Yu stood beside him silently. She did not frown like Qianye, but looked at the black mist relatively calmly.
Maybe she still doesn't know what will happen when the black mist hits, so she doesn't have much fear...
In comparison.
All she could think about at this moment was the scene when she met Qianye for the first time.
Then they were tied into the robber's car together and stayed together in that shabby and small house.
then......
Without any outsiders, it was the only time they had ever spent together, the longest time they had spent together.
It was obvious that there was an extremely tense atmosphere at that time, but now that An Yu thinks back on it, she feels that it was somehow worth remembering.
And then to the back.
After successfully escaping from there, she left Qianye's contact information, but the other party ran away without noticing.
She didn't even know why she sent so many messages to the other party...
Even though I won’t return.
But she still kept talking, turning the conversation with Qianye into a memo.
She felt.
Maybe at that time, she had already begun to have abnormal feelings for Qianye...
Otherwise, how could anyone be so idle and send so many messages every day to someone who won't reply?
And then.
I just came to this world in a daze.
At first, An Yu naively thought that she had traveled through time, to parallel time and space, and to an old era long ago.
When she saw Qianye, she couldn't believe her eyes and felt that she was hallucinating...
When she was sure it was really him, she couldn't help but feel a sense of surprise in her heart.
"Maybe this is fate..."
An Yu said to himself in a voice that only he could hear.
She quietly looked at Qianye's side face, memorizing every contour of the other person's face, as if her head fell into love, and her whole thoughts were either like or love.
"The situation is not good."
Qianye lowered his head and said to Liu Qinshan.
"What?" An Yu looked at Qianye and couldn't understand what the other party meant for a while.
She followed Qianye's gaze and realized that Mr. Liu, who was sitting in the middle of the talisman paper, was already a little embarrassed.
His body was slightly bent, not as straight as before, and he clenched his teeth hard and continued to pinch the secret seal.
The talisman paper burned faster and faster, and soon more than half of it was gone...
Mr. Liu's back was wet with sweat, and a water mark could be clearly seen on his clothes.
"This is......"
An Yu came back to her senses.
I found that the black mist in the distance was getting very close, and it was only a few hundred meters away from Mr. Liu's house.
The sky was full of fog and dark and heavy.
The moonlight on the bamboo forest is now completely blocked. Except for the burning talisman paper, it is basically difficult to see a beam of light...
"Remember, no matter what happens for a while, you will stay where you are. If your talent can be of some use, you will protect yourself from the black mist."
Qianye reminded him abruptly.
An Yu, who knew that things might not go well, nodded subconsciously. She currently knew how to use her talent, but she also knew how to achieve good results in this situation.
"You should also protect yourself." An Yu said.
Qianye ignored the other party.
He visually measured the distance between the black fog and this place.
More than ten minutes have passed in the blink of an eye, and the estimate of half an hour before was a very optimistic calculation.
Judge it as it is now.
Maybe within five minutes, this place will be covered in black mist...
Blurry room.
Qianye could also see a group of strange figures in the black mist, dragging and twisting their bodies and getting closer as the black mist moved.
"Young man, I will use my last resort. Whether I can succeed or not depends on God's will."
"If something affects me, please help me solve it..."
Liu Qinshan spoke again at this time.
Didn't wait for Qianye to answer.
He then took out a small knife from his Taoist robe, cut a slit in the palm of his hand, held it above an object similar to a Bagua mirror, and let the blood drip down.
At the same time, he was mumbling inaudible curses.
"Use blood to complete rituals..."
Seeing Liu Qinshan's behavior, Qianye probably predicted the opponent's outcome.
The strange thing is.
Just after Old Man Liu did this, the black mist seemed to have touched some barrier, and its forward speed suddenly slowed down, and it was isolated from the outside.
"Can this be used to drive them away?" Qianye couldn't help but ask.
"No, I don't have the ability yet."
Liu Qinshan shook his head weakly. He looked into Heiwu's eyes, which showed both determination and despair.
"I can only hold on for now. If I can delay it until dawn, then this matter will be over."
"These things are more troublesome than I thought..."
Speaking of which.
The blood dripping speed from Liu Qinshan's palm slowed down, and the wound was gradually healing. He picked up the knife without hesitation and started bleeding again, returning to the previous bleeding speed.
"Remember, if you can survive until dawn, then you can take everyone out of the village and go to the east side of the town. Not only will the villagers be safe there, but you will also be able to return to your original place."
"After this black fog passes, all the evil spirits in the town have already come here, so you don't have to worry about what you will encounter..."
Old man Liu coughed twice.
Using one's own blood to complete religious rituals is an unthinkable act.
Seeing that the black mist was moving faster, he had to stop talking, continued to recite the incantation in a low voice, and stabbed his arm again to maintain the normal operation of the ritual.
A person's blood is limited.
Not to mention this old man who has lived for more than two hundred years...
There are still at least five hours before dawn. If you want to support yourself in this way, you will probably have to die.
Moreover, this only barely slows down the movement of the black mist, but does not stop it completely. Those things are still moving.
"Maybe you won't have that good luck."
Chino is ready to do something.
The densely packed strange figures in the black fog should be the evil spirits inside.
Since he hasn't thought about how to affect the black mist by modifying the plot, he can only rely on his own ability to do something meaningful first.
"Qianye, what do you want to do?"
The next moment.
An Yu saw an ax appearing in Qianye's hand, with blood streaks covering the entire ax surface, bright and enchanting.
Qianye didn't answer.
Just staring at the black mist.
The knuckles holding the ax were a little harder...