He shouted, but didn't say much.
However, the pain he imagined did not happen. The young man in black who had been cold-faced just now slowly put away the knife.
"You won't kill me?"
He said solemnly.
"Why did I kill you?"
Chi Yuxian sheathed the knife and made a crisp sound.
At this time, Lu Xiaofeng and Li Yilin who were on the side came over quickly: "You're not hurt, are you?"
"No."
Chi Yuxian glanced slightly sideways at Han Wenbin who was standing next to him, and then at Li Yilin who looked bitter.
"Senior Brother Han."
Li Yilin was silent for a moment and then sighed. He stepped forward and looked directly at the other person and said, "I know what you are thinking, but..."
He smiled, but there was not much smile in his eyes, and even his spirit was a lot sluggish: "Siyu is already weak. This is also my fault. I didn't take good care of her. It's normal for you to blame me."
"Ah."
After listening to his long speech, Han Wenbin's cold attitude showed no signs of melting.
"In that case, why are you afraid of ghosts coming to your door?"
Chi Yuxian next to him touched his chin and looked at the two people confronting each other on the spot.
It was probably not the first time that they had faced off like this. Even Lu Xiaofeng's face showed a bit of helplessness.
They also fought at the beginning, but it didn't cause much harm to both sides.
The wind picked up, causing whimpering in the slightly dense woods, like ghosts weeping.
Han Wenbin couldn't do anything to them at this time. Before leaving, he turned around and looked back at Lu Xiaofeng and Chi Yuxian next to him: "Don't interfere in this matter. That's it."
After that, he moved away from the sight of the three people after a few ups and downs.
After Han Wenbin left, the surroundings became quiet, so quiet that it was as if you could hear breathing.
Finally, Li Yilin broke the silence: "I made you two laugh."
He seemed to have aged several years now, with a hint of fatigue in his brows and eyes.
Chi Yuxian didn't say anything, Lu Xiaofeng sighed and comforted the other party.
A bonfire was lit, and the branches crackled as they burned.
The night is endless, only this small patch is warm and dispels the darkness.
The warm yellow firelight made Chi Yuxian's black clothes seem to be covered with a layer of gold, like honey that was too thick to flow.
The shadow was stretched thin and swaying with the flames.
"Eat some."
Lu Xiaofeng sat down next to him and bent her legs slightly: "Brother Han is very stubborn. He doesn't believe anything Li Yilin says these days."
"Then why does he feel that way?"
Chi Yuxian rested his chin on his bent knees. Hearing this, he looked at Lu Xiaofeng in confusion, with a hint of harmless curiosity evident in his eyes.
"I don't know that either."
Lu Xiaofeng shrugged helplessly.
After listening to what he said, Chi Yuxian had many doubts in his heart, but after thinking about it, he did not continue to ask.
1. As the night passed, the three of them packed up and continued on their way. Now we are very close to Hiyue Villa, but we have already arrived in one day.
The scale of Hidden Moon Villa is not large, more like an unusually wide courtyard. Not only that, he is not that famous in the world.
Autumn is getting thicker, and the maple trees in the villa are as dazzling as burning flames.
Li Yilin took them in and looked at Fenglin in the courtyard and fell into memories: "Siyu likes it the most. I always sit here and stare at it for a long time after dinner."
He smiled: "Funny."
"Manager Li and his wife have a deep love for each other."
Chi Yuxian withdrew his gaze and said.
"It's a pity that this person has passed away."
There seemed to be tears in Li Yilin's eyes, looking affectionate.
Lu Xiaofeng had lived here for a few days, so the housekeeper arranged Chi Yuxian's room next door.
After being away for a few days, Li Yilin hurriedly dealt with things as soon as he came back, and apologized to both of them before leaving.
Chi Yu waved his hands casually and didn't care.
He looked at Lu Xiaofeng, who seemed to be busy with something else, probably working on the haunting of the villa.
Now only Chi Yuxian was left in the guest room. He was sitting in the room with his head lowered and wiping the knife. The silver-white blade was polished until it shined, reflecting the young man in black with sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes.
Chi Yuxian always feels that Han Wenbin will come again. At present, apart from the haunting incident, Li Yilin is most troubled by the stubborn Han Wenbin.
The arrival of the other party always reminded him of his deceased wife, which made him feel sad.
A not very tall maple tree was planted in front of the window. The fiery red maple leaves swayed in the wind, and their shadows were reflected on the floor of the room, like delicate patterns.
He just sat in front of the window all afternoon. After dinner with Lu Xiaofeng and the others, he came back to rest.
Before returning, Li Yilin stopped them and showed hesitation: "If you hear any noise at night, just pretend that nothing happened."
"By the way," he remembered something and added, "it's best not to light up the room."
Chi Yuxian raised his eyebrows slightly, his sharp facial features dazzling under the silver moonlight.
He didn't speak and walked quietly to the guest room side by side with Lu Xiaofeng.
"Brother Chi shouldn't be afraid of ghosts, right?"
"Do you believe there are ghosts in this world?" Chi Yuxian did not answer his question, but asked instead.
"Hahahaha." Lu Xiaofeng smiled, "There are many things in this world that are unknown."
"I'm right next door. If anything happens, just ask Brother Chi."
"Um."
Chi Yuxian nodded and watched Lu Xiaofeng approach the side room next to him.
Don't want to light the lamp?
He walked into the room and stared down at the candlestick on the table, looking a little eager to try.
But in the end he didn't light the lamp, took off his coat and lay on the bed to rest as usual.
The night is getting darker, and the corridor outside the wing is deserted, with a fiery red maple leaf blowing in from time to time.
There was a "click" sound, as if someone had stepped on the dead leaves, making a tiny crisp sound.
The door of the wing room is not high, and the upper part is covered with paper. You can vaguely see the movement outside.
Chi Yuxian was not actually asleep. He had just finished writing his diary and read the system's reply with mixed emotions.
At this moment, an extraordinarily slender shadow passed over the door, silently.
The wind seemed to be getting louder, and the whimpering was a bit scary in the dead of night.
Chi Yuxian opened his eyes, just in time to see a shadow passing by the door and going straight to Lu Xiaofeng.
He yawned, his eyebrows drooped, and he had no energy.
Li Yilin's words not long ago rang in his mind, but before he could think of one, two, or three, a high-pitched scream broke the silence.
There was a movement next door, followed by the sound of the door opening.
Lu Xiaofeng followed Chi Yu Xian one step behind, but he didn't know Qing Kung Fu, and the figure of the other party disappeared from his sight in the blink of an eye.
The sound seemed to come from the front yard. He was walking in a hurry, but he did not forget to hold his umbrella with red plum blossoms on a white background.
There was actually no light on in the villa, and there was only the bright moonlight in the endless night.
He looked more like a ghost.
