Xiaolan was immersed in the beautiful notes played by the two musical instruments, and something else was added to her voice.
This time it's easy to tell.
The girl's low voice came together with the sound of banging wooden fish. Although Xiaolan still couldn't find the place where the sound came from, she could tell from the low voice that it was the voice of Wu Ren's little follower, the girl in the long skirt just now. .
Is she the only employee here?
As soon as the low groan appeared, there were also some tiny noises in the dark environment.
Right in front of them, a murmur came from the position of every candle.
Xiaolan took a closer look and saw that the wooden boxes in front of the candles actually trembled slightly with the whispers of the wooden fish and the girl.
It was as if something was hidden in the box, struggling to get out.
Wu Ren placed his right hand holding the small tower flat on the driver's head, and placed his other hand on the top of the tower.
Closing his eyes, Wu Ren also chanted softly along with the girl's whisper.
The rhythm is the same as the murmuring, but the content seems to be different.
Xiaolan checked the lip sync very carefully and found that the content of Wu Ren's muttering was indeed different from the whisper.
As Wu Ren read, the candle in front of the driver suddenly became brighter.
Gradually it lights up all the surrounding candles.
The dazzling candlelight shone on the face of the driver who had his eyes closed. The driver was obviously very nervous, biting his lower lip, the muscles on his face were twitching slightly, and the hands holding the wooden box were also shaking.
In an instant, as if his eyes were dazzled, a thin line of black air slowly floated from the box.
The black air seemed to be sentient, getting closer and closer to the burning red candle.
Wu Ren's spell was a little louder.
When the black energy was about to surround the candle, suddenly there seemed to be a force pulling it in the opposite direction. The black energy struggled to get closer to the candle, but was pulled further and further away by the invisible force.
The place he was pulled towards was the model tower in Wu Ren's hand.
Wu Ren kept chanting spells all the time, and he couldn't even hear her breathing.
The model tower in her hands slowly emitted a soft golden light.
The black gas finally penetrated into the interior of the model tower. As more black gas entered the tower, the tower's appearance gradually became brighter.
Is this the process of making a wish?
Before Xiaolan fully understood the scene in front of her, something unexpected happened.
Halfway through, the black energy suddenly seemed to be stuck by something. The tower's light flashed twice, and the black energy slowly flowed back from the entrance of the model tower.
Xiaolan stared at the black gas curiously.
Is this what is supposed to happen?
Wu Ren's spell became louder. Xiaolan looked up and saw Wu Ren's brows were furrowed, and the hand holding the model tower was actually trembling.
It seemed like something terrible had happened.
The black gas flowing back from the tower did not redirect to the black box in the driver's hand, but still flowed back to the burning candle, trying to mix with the candlelight.
Wu Ren's voice became louder and louder, and his speaking speed became faster and faster.
But that power can no longer affect the black energy.
Finally, like a devil's little hand stretching out from the void, the black energy reached towards the candlelight.
The moment the black air came into contact with the candle flame, the flame suddenly dimmed.
Also reacting violently with the flames was the driver who was sitting on his knees.
The driver seemed to have been suddenly attacked. He threw his upper body forward and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The smell of blood quickly filled the space.
"not good!"
Wu Ren made a quick decision and stopped chanting the spell. After the spell stopped, he threw the model tower aside, lifted up the limp driver, and took away the box in his arms.
"Baby! Please stop, there is something wrong with this box!"
Wu Ren shouted into the void, and Xiaolan knew that she was talking to the girl in the long skirt.
The sound of drums, bells and crooning in the distance suddenly stopped.
Black air has slowly enveloped the candlelight that has nowhere to hide. The candlelight is gradually getting darker, and the driver's condition is also getting worse.
The driver was unconscious, his whole body was twitching, and his head was so heavy that he almost fell to the ground.
Wu Ren hugged the box, stretched out his arms, and brought the box close to the black air and candlelight.
The seemingly invisible red light on the surface of the box now glows with a round luster like jade.
The warm red light gradually brightened the lingering candle flame.
Things took a turn for the worse.
The force that restrained the black energy reappeared, and the force became larger and more direct, roughly pulling the black energy toward the box.
After the black air dissipated, I saw that there was only a weak flame left in the candle.
But without the black air, the small flame expanded little by little, and the candle light became brighter again.
The driver made a gasping sound of oxygen.
Finally, his whole body went limp and he fell to the ground unresponsive.
Xiaolan and others watched the whole process, not knowing whether or how to help.
The last trace of black energy was withdrawn into the wooden box.
Wu Ren patted the box, and the shimmer on the surface of the box suddenly converged, turning into a wooden box without any features.
A long cry.
Wu Ren looked down at the driver lying on the ground who had just sprayed blood, and turned to smile at them.
"I'm sorry...it failed this time."
Xiaoyin asked hesitantly, "Can we talk?"
Wu Ren nodded tiredly.
"Tell me, the wish is over. I didn't succeed this time."
"What happened just now?" Pineapple asked softly, "Master, are you okay? Are you okay?"
"I'll explain it to you later," Wu Ren waved his hand, moving slowly but gracefully, "Generally speaking, this matter is not as simple as we thought. It will take some effort to get it done."
Wu Ren rejected their offer to help move the driver out, picked up the white jade lantern used for lighting when he came in, and led the group back the same way.
Xiaolan was walking at the end, and suddenly her foot slipped on something.
The companions immediately supported her.
Wu Ren turned his head when he heard the sound, and white light shone in. Xiaolan saw clearly what he had stepped on in front of him. It turned out to be a small extinguished candle.
Wu Ren stared at the candle with a serious expression.
"I didn't step on it," Xiaolan quickly explained, "it was already extinguished when I touched it."
"I know."
Wu Ren shifted his gaze to Xiaolan, and his eyes softened.
Without much hesitation, Wu Ren turned his head and walked forward.
Everyone quickly followed.
"Are there still extinguished candles here?" Xiaolan asked.
Wu Ren did not look back, his voice was calm, even a little indifferent.
“There are burning candles, and there are certainly extinguished candles.”
"It goes out... doesn't it matter?"
"It's already extinguished, what else can we do?" Finally coming to the exit, Wu Ren opened the curtain, and the natural light outside the curtain poured onto Wu Ren. Wu Ren turned his head, looking like a god, "The only thing left is It's such a small piece and it's been burning long enough."
