(BL)(MTL)Wearing the white moonlight of the two dead

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

    People relax after experiencing danger, and it is easy to think too much in a tense atmosphere.

    As soon as Jing Cen came back to his senses, he saw the cloudy eyes of the village chief.

    Ji Hui raised his eyebrows, and the village chief who grinned at the corners of his mouth suddenly froze, feeling a little cold for no reason.

    "Are you a human or a ghost?"

    "What's going on in this village?" Jing Cen frowned in a displeased tone.

    The village chief, who had been staring at him as if to ask for his life, sensed the danger inexplicably, and restrained himself, but did not speak.

    Jing Cen's face darkened.

    Ji Hui said, "You tell him if you don't tell me."

    "Take him back to your yard and let him uncover the red cloth of the statue himself."

    Take him back?

    Jing Cen hesitated a bit, but still followed Ji Hui's words.

    Sure enough, after hearing him say that he was going to escort him to the yard, the village chief's face darkened.

    The dark and old face was no longer as indifferent as before.

    "No! You can't go over."

    "If you're going to die, don't pull me."

    "You can't lift the red cloth."

    Jing Cen didn't expect so much information to explode in just one sentence, and was a little surprised.

    "What do you mean?" The

    village chief snorted again, shutting his mouth and not speaking.

    Ji Hui stood up and patted Jing Cen on the shoulder.

    A trace of coldness invaded from his shoulders, Jing Cen immediately stood up, pulled up the village chief on the ground, and prepared to drag him to his yard in the rain.

    "Those who searched should have left by now. We just happened to not be hit in the past."

    As soon as the door was opened, the torrential rain hit the village chief and clenched his teeth.

    Although Jing Cen had some acting skills in the face of the village chief, he was actually a little embarrassed to watch the heavy rain. Taking advantage of the village chief's invisible sight, he fidgeted in the dark to make mouth shapes.

    "Are we really leaving?" The

    phone was out of power, and he didn't know how to communicate with the spirit behind him, so he could only try this.

    Ji Hui smiled.

    "Let's go."

    He stepped out of the house first.

    Hearing no response, Jing Cen gritted his teeth and followed.

    Seeing that he was really coming, the village chief finally spoke at this time.

    "Stop!" The

    hoarse voice was drowned out by the torrential rain.

    Jing Cen had lost all hope at first, but he didn't expect this person to actually speak up.