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

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

    It was still raining heavily outside, and the umbrella in my hand had been lost at some point.

    Jing Cen only knew how to run with instinct.

    He had never been so embarrassed, his body was dirty and his pants were splashed with water.

    But can't stop.

    At the beginning, relying on the reminder of the perception symbol in his palm, he was able to avoid the villagers and hide for a while, but he did not expect the villagers to be so flexible after turning into ghosts.

    It was actually a lot faster than usual.

    When he sensed the danger and avoided it, he was only an alley away from the villagers.

    Jing Cen listened to the wooden stick calling his name outside, took a deep breath, and continued to run in the east direction.

    The village has been walked around for a long time, and Jing Cen doesn't know where to go now, so he can only grit his teeth and go to the village chief's house he visited last time.

    I hope that the group of ignorant people in the back will be able to restrain themselves a little when they see that it is the residence of the village chief.

    He leaned against the wall, waited for the sound of footsteps next door to leave, then clasped his hands and ran forward.

    When he finally arrived at the village chief's house, Jing Cen breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously. However, at this time, on a night of heavy rain, the perception talisman in the palm suddenly oozes a coldness, like a piece of ice melting in the palm, which is more serious than every time the villagers almost found it before.

    Jing Cen stopped suspiciously and glanced left and right.

    Who knows, but suddenly a candle shines in front of him.

    He opened his eyes and saw that the villagers who had been unaware in the alley were actually in front of the village chief's house.

    He cursed secretly in his heart, and under the coldness of the constant reminder in his palm, he turned around and wanted to continue running into the alley.

    However, as soon as he turned his head, a flash of lightning flashed, and someone came out of the alley he had just walked through.

    ——It was the villager who brought him food before.

    The villager looked at him stubbornly, and the empty trouser legs were especially terrifying at night.

    "You lost your soul-nourishing incense?" He suddenly raised his head.

    Jing Cen had never paid attention to the face of the other party under the hat, and looked at it off guard, but he didn't expect it to be a face that was half human and half fox.

    Half of the fox face is ferocious and strange, and half of the human face is stiff, stiff, and dead.

    It's like a god statue I've seen during the day!

    Jing Cen's heart almost stopped.

    He was forced to retreat by the "village" in the alley. The smile on the face of the villager holding the candle in front of the village chief's house was getting bigger and bigger. The half-haired fox's face was very strange. For a moment, it was as if Everyone is looking at him the same.