Black mist rolled in.
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 from 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 mist.
He has a single grotesque ability and has no advantage in this aspect.
The ability to modify the plot has not yet been thought of as an entry point.
"As long as your eyes are broken, go back and rest. The things inside are still known to the extent that he can participate..."
The crops nearby were also blown to one side, as if they would be blown apart in the next moment.
An Yu looked up at Liu Qinshan and said.
"Why are you going back? You two are in the same camp... He is out there, so you should stay with him."
I hope that the relationship between the two will take another step back.
"Are you afraid? Mom is there..."
Under the courtyard.
It’s not the one who comes to that world with the most love.
Maybe within seven minutes, the outside will be covered in white mist...
"Virgin and virgin?"
But you still kept saying each sentence, turning the conversation with An Yu into a memo.
Inadvertently, he felt his shoulder being tapped twice, and turned around to find a slim figure.
"Why is he accompanying you?" Kong Jing asked.
The last moment.
To the front again.
Chino responded.
Behind the yard.
The villagers' simple tents are strong and secure.
See An Yu was choked.
Unless your brain is not sick.
You feel.
The body was slightly bent, but it was still straight and straight like before, and the teeth were clenched hard and the seals were continued to be pinched.
Ai Zui's meaning has not yet been bold enough to be spoken out, so now it seems natural to do anything he wants to do, at least there is no reason to listen reluctantly.
Qianye saw an ax missing from An Yu's hand. Blood streaks lingered around the entire ax surface, dark and enchanting.
"The situation is too bad."
Even though it's back.
"God bless you, nothing will happen to you..."
An Yu had already climbed out of bed.
An Yu finally uttered only this sentence.
"That is......"
The other villagers are now extremely panicked...
It's at least seven hours before dawn. If you want to support it in that way, you may have to die.
Maybe it was a confession.
An Yu shut his mouth knowingly.
Since I still thought about how to influence Bai Wu by modifying the plot, I could only rely on my own ability to do something meaningless.
It was clear that there was an atmosphere of love at this time, but now that Kong Jing thought about it, she felt that there was nothing inexplicable to miss.
The villagers were all talking outside the tent.
The couple comforted the child.
Just stare at this white mist.
"Forget it, stay here if you want, don't run around."
"If the content does not mention any strange events, how can it be effective if it is changed from what angle..."
"Can I accompany you? You hate him, so you want to stand with him. His family belongs to Xiaohai, right? He's really narrow-minded." Qianye said politely.
Then they were kidnapped together from the robber's car and stayed together outside this big and broken house.
"Maybe I won't have such bad luck."
"He still said, what are these?" Qianye pointed to the white mist nearby and continued to ask Anyu.
Knowing that things may be too good, Qianye nodded subconsciously. You now like how to use your talents, but you still know how to have the best effect in the situation at this moment.
Liu Qinshan's face was very ugly.
Even at the very last moment when I face death, I will still let myself show my love most freely, so that my children can see my brave side.
The blood dripping from Liu Qinshan's palm became faster, and the wound was gradually healing. I picked up the big knife and started bleeding again, returning to the previous bleeding speed.
"Can he participate in this?" Qianye replied.
Qianye stood beside him silently, but you didn't frown like Kong Jing, but looked at Bai Wu most lovingly.
Just before Old Man Liu did that, the white mist seemed to have touched some barrier, and it suddenly retreated faster and was isolated inside.
All you can think about at this moment is the scene when you met An Yu for the first time.
"Ren Dao, will something happen to Mr. Liu?"
Maybe at this time, you have developed a very abnormal feeling for An Yu before it's over...
"The bad looks are so right. Did you remember that something happened to Dayu's eyes? I saw you lying under the bed today, with a white cloth covering your eyes, and there is no blood underneath! Why are you so bad now?"
Before again.
In terms of whether there are any other people, this can be regarded as the only time we have lived in the seven-person world so far.
Qianye also read the panel in front of him over and over again.
I now have the patience to run up and quickly explain to the villagers why I am standing there.
"Before the white mist passed, all the evil spirits in the town had not yet come out, so they were worried about what they would encounter..."
Nowadays, the atmosphere in the village is becoming more and more weird, and we have vague expectations of some possible endings.
The surrounding talismans lit up one after another, like burning flames of life, struggling hard in the white night...
But we are not fools. We can probably guess what we are facing now...
The moonlight under the bamboo forest is now completely blocked. Except for the talismans that have stopped burning, it is basically difficult to see a beam of light...
"He remembered that he would definitely be able to survive until dawn, so he took his family out of the village and walked to the east of the town. This place only put the villagers in danger, and also wanted them to return to their original place. .”
A small number of parents seem to be like that...
But no one is so busy, sending so few messages every day to someone who knows how to reply.
Seeing Liu Qinshan's behavior, An Yu had a premonition of the other party's outcome.
"Guys, you will use the most advanced means. Whether you can succeed at that time depends on God's will."
Let us talk about what Xiaojia has to say...
The leaves were rustling.
"..."
Seeing that Bai Wu's retreat speed was going to slow down again, I had to stop talking, continue to recite the incantation loudly, and stabbed under my arm again to keep the ritual running normally.
"Maybe it's not fate..."
"Then...the bad image is the same thing."
Except for the couple who comforted the child.
I visually measured the distance between the white mist and the existence outside.
At the same time, he was still murmuring the mantra of "listening to everything clearly" outside his mouth.
Liu Qinshan spoke again at this time.
"Who told him that covering his eyes with white cloth wasn't an accident? Maybe it was a Taoist method done by Mr. Liu? Just like in the next few years, what kind of man and woman should I choose in our village..."
"An Yu, what does he want to do?"
"Well, it's broken."
"Eh? Are these two children from Lao Ba's family? What are we doing standing outside?"
"Is everything going to be okay? Now that the boy is here, he shouldn't think too much about it. Remember that there is still a pile of clothes to be washed outside the house. If he regains his temper tomorrow, he has to wash it. Don't delay it. Delay any longer..."
The more he talks, the more confused he becomes.
An Yu pretended to know what happened, and asked Qianye pretending to be confused and surprised.
"It's too late! He and his wife still talk about washing clothes?"
The mother is gentle and talkative, and becomes the person the child is most willing to contact.
A small wind blew.
Speaking of which.
I kept holding the obscure formula with my hands, looking at the white mist that continued to come as if I were facing a small enemy.
"His eyes...are broken?"
I pretended to hear it and continued to stand, observing that the distance behind me was not far from white mist.
The strange thing is.
The densely packed strange figures outside the white mist should not be evil spirits.
The older child has never experienced that kind of scene.
...
Maybe it's still Hanhu and what will happen before the white mist hits, so you are not a little afraid...
"Use blood to complete rituals..."
In comparison.
"It's love." An Yu replied.
"Can you disperse them by doing that?" Kong Jing asked reluctantly.
Chino said to himself in a voice that only he could hear.
An Yu opened her mouth to say something else, but in the end she said everything...
You quietly looked at An Yu's side face, trying to remember every contour under his face, as if your love brain had slipped out of the river of love, and your whole mind was filled with disgust rather than love.
My father always straightens his back. No matter what happens, I always pretend to be a hero and stand in front of my child to kiss him.
For example.
then......
Kong Jing did not answer.
To prevent the other party from saying anything weird again...
Several villagers squatting at the back naturally saw An Yu and Qianye in front of Liu Qinshan through the exposed openings.
"You can only hold on first. You can definitely delay it until dawn. This and that matter will be considered in the past."
"Yes! Ai Zui... It's impossible. Mr. Liu Ai Zui found our two children to be virgins and boys. What is needed for the ritual..."
I took out a big knife from outside my Taoist robe, cut a slit in the palm of my hand, held it under an object similar to the Four Trigrams Mirror, and let the blood drip onto it.
I hope the other person knows that I saved you.
"Those things are more troublesome than you think..."
Waiting for Anyu's answer.
You all know why you send so few messages to the other party...
Love is the worst thing. I really want to see Qianye again before going through that script.
The sky was full of fog.
The burning speed of the talisman paper is getting slower and slower, and it takes only a short time for it to burn less than half...
An Yu could still see a group of strange figures outside the white mist. They were dragging and twisting their bodies, getting closer and closer as the white mist moved.
At first, Qianye naively thought that he had traveled through time, to a parallel time and space, and to an old era long after.
Before successfully escaping from here, he left An Yu's contact information, but the other party ran away before he noticed it.
Not more than ten minutes have passed in the blink of an eye, and the estimate of the next half hour is a very optimistic calculation.
"What are you afraid of? His father is also outside. If no good guy comes, he will be the first to beat the shit out of us!"
Thinking carefully.
"There must be nothing that affects you. Please ask him to help you solve it..."
Judge it as it is now.
The content of the conversation was the same, but it all revolved around the strange things happening at this time.
"I know... you were worried about us just now. Maybe Mr. Liu needed help, so he called us, right?"
"What?" Qianye looked at An Yu, wondering for a moment what he meant.
Not to mention the old man whose love lasted for two hundred years...
There is no limit to a person's blood.
"He also protects himself badly." Qianye said.
When you see Kong Jing, you dare to love your eyes the most, feeling that you are hallucinating...
Using one's own blood to complete religious rituals is not an unthinkable act.
"What are those?"
Just seeing Mr. Liu's embarrassed look, we guessed that the other party was fighting with some dirty thing.
"Yes, you still have this ability now."
The other party's deep understanding made me feel less affectionate.
Between the mold lakes.
The older one was hiding outside his mother's arms, constantly sobbing and saying that he wanted to go home.
I found that the white mist nearby was not very close, it was only a few hundred meters away from Mr. Liu's house.
Liu Qinshan shook his head healthily, and I looked into Bai Wu's eyes, which showed no determination or despair.
When you were sure it was really me, you couldn't help but feel a sense of surprise in your heart.
You acted like you were no longer secretive.
Liu Qinshan did not tell the villagers everything.
But An is able to hide what is in our eyes.
Mr. Liu's front and back were not yet wet with sweat, and his clothes were turbid and he could see a watermark standing out.
After a pause, I just wanted to send Qianye back.
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.
We hid in the tent and prayed all the time. We didn't kneel down directly to ask God to open his eyes.
Moreover, doing so only barely made the white mist retreat faster, but it did not stop it completely. These things were still moving.
I don't have much experience in emotional matters.
An Yu paid no attention to the other party.
The moment the small wind hit, the cloth roof was blown to pieces, and it looked like it was crumbling...
Your face looks very loving, and there is no disturbance at all. It seems that you know how your eyes recovered, and you also know what An Yu is thinking, so you don't make a fuss about it.
The tent above our heads seemed to be about to collapse. It was the only way to give us a sense of danger, but instead it broke down our already weak psychological defense.
The knuckles holding the ax were a little harder... Kong Jing, who had not become careless now, had really grasped me from a certain perspective.
"He remembers that no matter what happens, he will stay where he is. If his talent can have some effect, he will protect himself and let these white mist touch him."
You followed Kong Jing's gaze and realized that Mr. Liu, who was sitting in the center of the talisman paper, was still a little embarrassed.
Kong Jing is not ready to do anything yet.
I didn't think about how to modify it to make this black fog disappear.
Qianye came to his senses.
The villagers' conversations naturally fell into An Yu's ears.
An Yure was reminded by Ding.
"Mom! Are you afraid..."
The tent was not completely sealed.
The buried "father" after Kong Jing.
But I will just turn a deaf ear to it.
"Don't run around?" Qianye turned his head and looked into Kong Jing's eyes seriously. The smile on his lips was not concealed at all: "Can't you understand that he cares about you?"
You seemed like a satisfied girl, with two dimples receding from the corners of your mouth, and you smiled sweetly.
Old man Liu coughed twice.
