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"Stop first."

Mo Jian pinched the puppet, turned around and said: "You wait for me here, I will go in and check the situation first."

Yu Qian said: "No way. We have to go together."

He still had doubts about Mo Jian. In the past, he would not have acted alone. He was cautious, just like he played chess. Every move had to be carefully considered for a long time.Yu Qian said: "It's foggy here, and the field of vision is limited, so it's not easy to move separately."

Mo Jian glanced at Gu Qianyu, nodded thoughtfully for a moment and said, "Okay, but you can't get too close to me. I can't handle this puppet well, and I can't control it if it gets out of control." After finishing speaking, he turned his head keep going.

Looking at the blood mist in the village, they could hear intermittent screams not long ago, but now they can't hear them anymore.At this moment, Mo Jian signaled them to stop, and there was a dark thing on the ground not far ahead.Mo Jian unskillfully manipulated the puppet to go forward to check. The big puppet was heavy, but it walked silently. Not long after, he saw him walking back with a woman in red in his hands.

Mo Jian's hands trembled as he pinched the formula, the woman in red was the disciple of Dianchi Lake, and the red dress was soaked in blood and looked bright red.He looked calm on the surface, but his eyes were red and bloodshot. He didn't expect the missing Dianchi disciples to be here.

Yuqian was also a little surprised. He only knew that Dianchi Lake was attacked, but he didn't know it would be so serious.He stepped forward to take the disciple from the big puppet.The stiff touch told him that she was dead.The disciple's abdomen was completely dug out, and all the internal organs were gone; his facial features were also gouged out, his whole face was bloody, and a few blood scabs could still be vaguely seen.

Mo Jian said, "Let's be cremated on the spot!"

Mo Jian couldn't bear to look at it, he endured his grief and anger, and he must cut into pieces those who killed them.

Yu Qian gently put the disciple on the ground, took out a fire talisman and stuck it on her forehead; in an instant, the scorching fireworks enveloped the disciple, and the flame burned his eyes, and the disciple turned into a wisp in an instant Light smoke.Xingxing Huo flew into the air, and Yuqian couldn't help sighing, "Will Yan Danqing see her?"

Hearing this, Mo Jian looked at him and asked, "Has he gone back to the underworld?"

"It's hard to say." Yuqian sighed, looked at the dark clouds above his head, and said to him: "I'll tell you slowly after I finish solving the matter here."

Mo Jian continued to make tricks to manipulate the big puppet to explore the way, and the more he went in, the more miserable his death was, not only the disciples of Dianchi Lake, but also the people nearby.Some had their limbs amputated, some were cut into countless corpses and scattered on the roadside, but they were of different ages but they all had one thing in common, that is, all of them were women, and all of them were under the Blood Scab Curse.

The village was not big and there were no obstacles. Soon, they came to the end. However, they searched the entire village and could not find any living creatures except them.Suddenly, a series of footsteps came from behind them, followed by Yan Danqing's voice.

In fact, Yan Danqing didn't go back to Hades Hall, just when he was about to enter the hall, a little ghost hid behind the big stone turtle and hit him with sugar, it was the one who quarreled with him before.Yan Danqing sneered and said, "I didn't go looking for you, but you came here yourself?"

Hearing this sentence, the faces of the three changed slightly, but they ran after the sound but saw nothing.The three searched for any hiding place nearby, but found nothing.Yu Qian said: "This is too fucking evil."

As soon as he finished cursing, he heard Yan Danqing say again: "Give me the candy, it's mine, if you don't give it to me, I'll throw you into hell."

The kid made a face at him with two packs of candy, sticking out his long tongue into the sugar bag, and licked all the candies one by one.Yan Danqing became angry, pointed at him and said, "Are you disgusting, you, you, you, you... really shameless."

Yuqian was speechless: "This...what's the situation?"

Mo Jian snorted coldly: "He really dares to say that others are shameless."

Yan Danqing's voice was as clear as if he was beside them, but there was no sign of him around them.At this time, they heard the voice of another person, it was Meng Po.

Here Yan Danqing was arguing with the little white-faced ghost, and Meng Po, who had searched around there, was in a hurry, when she suddenly heard his voice and became angry, she followed the sound and picked him up by the back collar.He said: "Where did you go just now?" After finishing speaking, he looked fiercely at the little white-faced ghost hiding behind the stone, and asked him seriously: "What's going on?Didn't I buy it for you too?Why are you still robbing him? "

The little white-faced ghost didn't answer, but carefully watched him bend over to put down the candy and run away.Yan Danqing shouted loudly: "Catch him quickly and don't let him run away, he licked my candy, I'm going to throw it into hell and freeze it into ice cubes."

"..." Meng Po said angrily, "Stop yelling, and don't move around. If you move around, I'll freeze you into ice."

Yan Danqing shouted: "It's not fair, how can you tell an outsider that he robbed me, and you punished me instead of him?"

Hearing this, Yu Qian rubbed his chin and frowned, "What's going on? Why can't we see them, but hear their voices?"

Mo Jian looked around and said in a low voice, "Do you still remember the giant ghost I met during the half-year assessment? Didn't that evil ghost use Yan Danqing's voice to lure us out?"

Yu Qian frowned tightly, why didn't he remember, even now he can still dream about that time when he has nightmares.Holding the flower slave drum, he said in a low voice: "Be prepared, maybe that giant ghost is hidden in the blood mist."

Mo Jian shook his head and said, "No, there are no giant ghosts around here."

"What do you mean by that? Could it be that you..." Yu Qian looked back at him, but was startled, and said, "Is your puppet out of control?"

Mo Jian frowned and said, "What are you talking about? Isn't the puppet in front?" As he said that, he also looked back, breaking out in a cold sweat, and instantly manipulated the puppet to run towards the huge black shadow, but the puppet flew into the air. , the black shadow was bumped violently by him, and after shaking a few times, it turned into black smoke and melted into the mist.

At this time, Gu Yan said in a deep voice: "There is someone in front."

Hearing this, Mo Jian manipulated the big puppet to stand behind them to defend, and turned around to look at the vague and unreal figure in the blood mist.

It was indeed a figure, and they were very familiar with it. When the figure approached, Gu Yan frowned, and said softly, "Ah Nuan?"

He was not sure, because Yuan Jiesheng didn't respond at all, and the person opposite was indeed Yan Danqing, with white clothes like snow, and a straight family crest on his forehead.Yu Qian rubbed his chin and said, "Isn't this Yan Danqing in the portrait we've seen before?"

After finishing speaking, Yan Danqing in front of her stopped, turned her head and said angrily, "I've already said that I'm not going anywhere, why are you still following me?"

Yu Qian asked, "Who are you talking to?" There is no one else here except them, who can he talk to?

However, Yan Danqing acted as if he hadn't seen him. He turned his head and continued to walk forward. When the two rubbed shoulders, Yuqian couldn't help but shivered, rubbed his shoulders and said, "You're really cold." After finishing speaking, he was stunned. He took a step forward to grab Yan Danqing's arm but missed.

Mo Jian said: "Could it be his soul?"

Gu Yan said: "No, Yuan Jiesheng didn't respond, which means that he is not in the world now, but in the underworld."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Danqing walked towards him, frowning slightly and rubbing his arm that was emptied by Yuqian. Just when they were about to bump into each other, Yan Danqing suddenly leaned back, and someone grabbed the end of his forehead up.Gu Yan reflexively wanted to pick him up, but like Yu Qian, he missed it.Yan Danqing still leaned back, but instead of falling to the ground, he fell into Granny Meng's arms.

Gu Yan was stunned, and so were Yu Qian and Mo Jian.

...Why is Yan Danqing crying?

Granny Meng wanted to give him the newly bought candy, but now he didn't give it to him and made Yan Danqing cry, he said softly: "Sorry, I didn't mean to..." Before he finished speaking, Yan Danqing cried even harder Suddenly, he shrank his body and covered his heart and said, "Brother, my heart hurts so much, am I going to die?"

"You're not going to die."

Granny Meng stuffed the sugar bag into his hand and comforted him: "Don't cry, they bully you because you cry a lot."

After a long while, Yan Danqing hugged the sugar bag and sobbed, "I don't want to cry, but my heart hurts just now!"

Meng Po sighed: "Get up first! They should laugh at you again when they see you."

Yu Qian said: "What's going on here? Why can we see them? Could it be that this place is connected to the underworld?"

Mo Jian said: "It's not impossible. But if they are connected, why can't they see us, but we can see them and hear their voices?"

Yu Qian stroked her chin and said, "But... are they really just brothers?" This gesture is too close!

Granny Meng wiped his tears and asked softly, "Does it still hurt now?"

Yan Danqing ate a candy and shook his head, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Meng Po said: "It's still early, do you want to go somewhere?"

Yan Danqing thought for a while, nodded and said, "Go to Sansheng Stone! I want to go there and listen to the story."

As soon as the voice fell, the screen flashed, and the eyes of the three people were no longer the Qingshi Street, but a black stone as tall as a person, glowing with a faint blue light, and there were many ghosts with pale faces around them.Next to the Sansheng Stone, there is a linden tree with luxuriant branches and leaves full of pink flowers, and the petals flutter without wind, like a paradise in this gray world.

On the mahogany piano table under the tree is a long piano that is full of inspiration. Po Meng sits under the tree and plays the piano. The sound of the piano is clear and refreshing.Yan Danqing sat next to him on a chair tree, with a bag of candy in front of him, and opposite him were people waiting in line to tell him stories.

Yu Qian said: "What does this mean? Why does it look like he is looking for a fortune teller?"

Mo Jian said: "No, pay attention, he should be listening to a story from his expression."

Yu Qian asked strangely, "How did you know that? Have you ever seen him listening to a story?"

Mo Jian was silent. He had indeed seen it. During the Battle of Picking the Moon, he saw Yan Danqing sitting on the railing, listening to the old man opposite him talk about his life.

Listening to the story, Yan Danqing fell asleep accompanied by the sound of the piano. He opened his eyes, took out a candy and put it in front of him, waved his hand to the ghost who was relishing in telling his story: "Your story is not good, next one."

The ghost chuckled, took the candy and said, "Thank you, young master."

Yan Danqing yawned, Meng Po stopped the piano sound and asked him, "Do you want to go back?"

Yan Danqing looked at the long queue in front of him, and said, "Listen for a while longer! Anyway, I'm the only one back, not even a white-faced kid talking."

After finishing speaking, he said again: "Why don't you go back first! You've been out for so long, and you're not worried about your business?"

Po Meng said: "Don't worry. I will always be with you from now on." As he spoke, he continued to play the piano, and the sound of the piano was ethereal, like a dream.

Yan Danqing ate a candy and continued to listen to the story. He dismissed the boring ones, and opened his eyes when he heard interesting ones, stood up and listened seriously.

Gu Yan also saw seriousness, and it turned out that the stories he told him were not just stories, but real existence.

However, Yu Qian and Mo Jian's attention was not there. They were surprised to find that their names could be seen on the Sansheng Stone.