Jiang Shining and Lu Erqi were silent for a moment, and at the same time turned around and looked behind him.

As soon as this evil man opened his mouth, he seemed to be telling a ghost story.

"The pharmacist in your county is very brave." Jiang Shining said with a dry laugh.

Lu Erqi said: "It's not like this here normally. I've been fogging in recent days."

Jiang Shining laughed dryly again: It may not be much better if the fog is not gone.

"No, it's fine if this little boy gets cold behind him. What are you looking at behind him?" Xue Xian said angrily, "Can ghosts still be afraid of ghosts?"

Lu Erqi stopped looking behind her and instead focused on Jiang Shining.

"Please tell me some reason." Jiang Shining said slowly, "Ordinary people are still afraid of bandits and robbers, why can't I be afraid of ghosts?"

Lu Erqi looked down at the treated wound on his palm, and then looked at Jiang Shining's figure that fell down when the wind blew, and determined that Jiang Shining should be the one who is easier to deal with among ghosts and is not threatening.

"It seems like another sentence, do you hear it?" Xue Xian said quietly, "It's very light..."

He probably wanted to determine whether Xuan Min really didn't speak, so he said this and looked up at Xuan Min with his eyes-scareful seven-orbital bloody face. His eyes that were lit out of thick ink did not move.

Xuan Min: "…"

His eyes fell on Xue Xian, and he stopped at once. He calmly and decisively reached out to cover the evil face, "You are probably the only one here who is haunted."

Xue Xian twitched impatiently: "Did I stretch out my head and move it for you? I don't want my hands anymore!"

Jiang Shining slowly finished the fight: "To be fair, if you fight with the master's hands with your face, you should be at a disadvantage, after all, your paper-stuffed head will be pulled off."

Xue Xian: "..." There are always two hundred and five in this world standing in the enemy camp at critical moments.

He did not hurry to push Xuan Min away, but was covered in his face and listened in the dark for a while, but he didn't hear the chanting sound that was very similar to Xuan Min. So he was also a little self-doubted: Could it be that he really did not listen to it?

"Forget it, it's not a big deal to stick here all the time." Xue Xian stretched out his two paper claws and slapped Xuan Min's back, and finally swept away the bald donkey that was in trouble. "You keep walking, it's important to find someone. I'll remind you if I hear any strange sounds."

As for himself, it would be better to continue hatching eggs, which is more meaningful than fighting with a bald donkey.

After saying that, he rolled back to the bottom of the dark bag, lying silently on the golden bead, moving slightly with the bald donkey's footsteps.

To be honest, Xuan Min walks silently, flat and stable than a ghost. This movement is almost nothing for Xue Xian, not at all, and is a bit hypnotic. The golden beads under him were in a dark bag for a while, and it had become warmer and closer to Xuan Min's body temperature. This is quite comfortable for the paper that is cool when the wind blows, and can barely be considered suitable for living.

Xuan Min squatted down and looked carefully at the wet mud covered with fallen leaves.

Lu Erqi followed him down like this. The boy was not old, but he could see that he was an independent man, probably because he lost his father at a young age. He was more inclined to do it himself than relying on others' help. Even if he didn't know what he could, he had to keep an eye on the whole process, as if this would make him feel at ease.

"What are you looking at?" Jiang Shining looked at the cub and couldn't help asking.

Lu Erqi didn't raise his head and said hard: "I don't know." The dog's eyes were almost blind and didn't see any clues.

Xuan Min reached out and stroked the few fallen leaves in front of her feet. He was very particular about shoveling moss with a linen to separate his hands. It was unlikely that he would actually touch the dead leaves. Lu Erqi also secretly followed the fallen leaves, and he didn't find anything except wet mud in one hand. He glanced at Xuan Min's side face suspiciously, rubbed his fingers silently on the corner of his clothes, and stood up.

In his eyes, Xuan Min's actions were really a bit mysterious, and just having a posture was ineffective. He used to being cautious and having some teenagers' bad habits. He always felt that there were too few reliable and reliable people in this world, and there were mostly selfish villains and big fools with a brain.

A villain is like himself, a big fool is like his father who died early.

He admitted that he was a heartless person. He had previously shouted that Xuan Min and the others must take him with him. Now he began to wonder if Xuan Min was empty. He even glanced at the black-sailed boat on the shore, intending to go back to the boat if it really didn't work, and wait until the fog cleared before going to the island.

As a result, when he retracted his gaze, he happened to meet Jiang Shining's gaze.

After all, he was still young, and Lu Erqi felt guilty for no reason for a moment, but he quickly looked back with confidence. However, Jiang Shining had already turned his eyes away and waited for Xuan Min to speak.

Xuan Min stood up silently, gently brushed the monk's robe that was not stained with soil, and took out a piece of talisman paper from her arms.

"……"here we go again!

Lu Erqi couldn't help rolling his eyes in his heart: Is this monk planning to use this trick to drive the world?

Unexpectedly, Xuan Min did not do anything to "manipulate anything with paper talismans". When he took out the talisman paper, he also took out a fire strip, and in the wet and cold snow mist, he twisted a bean fire.

Jiang Shining and Lu Erqi each watched him ignite the talisman paper with fire.

In the eyes of these two people, this oily talisman paper was no different from that of the yellow paper that sacrificed the dead. It was particularly easy to burn and soon curled up into a charred roll of paper.

Xuan Min's fingers shook, and the paper roll instantly scattered into fine paper ashes and was blown to the front by the wind.

Jiang Shining and Lu Erqi lived like two quails, one big and one small, with their sleeves in their arms, staring at them, watching the paper ash fall into the forest. As the paper ash falls to the ground, a row of footprints suddenly appeared on the mud ground where there was no trace.

Unlike ordinary footprints that step on a pit, these lines are marked by paper ash and are covered lightly on the mud, just as if the owner of the footprint is just barely touching the ground every step.

"This is not like a person walking out of it, it is just a hang and touching it." Jiang Shining couldn't help but say.

Lu Erqi: "..."

He suddenly regretted going to the island with these people, and none of them spoke normally.

"What did you touch it with your back?" Xue Xian was so entangled when he was staying at the bottom of the dark bag. On the one hand, he couldn't help but want to know what Xuan Min and the others did, and on the other hand, he couldn't bear to let go of the golden beads that were sinking to the bottom of the bag. He always felt that the golden beads became warmer in the time of these words, and even slightly higher than Xuan Min's body temperature.

However, the difference was so subtle that he was a little unsure.

"Bald donkey." Xue Xian shouted, holding his beads.

Xuan Min: "…"

Seeing that he didn't respond, Xue Xian whispered him again: "Bald donkey, bald donkey."

Xuan Min: "…"

Xue Xian rolled his eyes and shouted, "Xuan Min! Discuss something!"

Xuan Min responded: "Say."

"Don't you like to tear the hem of your clothes? Let's discuss it, don't tear the strip, tear the secret bag instead?" Xue Xian is reasonable and well-organized, "You tear the secret bag a little shorter, so I can stretch my head while holding the golden bead."

If Xuan Min agrees, there will be a ghost.

He replied coldly: "I am overestimating my ability, my cardboard neck is not strong, I will break if I stick it out for a while. I won't collect the corpse for the paper man."

The implication is: I stay cool and staying there, it's just nonsense.

He no longer talked nonsense to Xue Xian, and followed the footprints and walked forward. Jiang Shining and Lu Erqi hurriedly followed.

Xue Xian was angry in the secret bag for a while, and then unwilling to defraud the corpse. This evil has been alive for so many years, and he doesn't know how to write the words "restraint" and "being content". He is born to be a slap. He hugged the golden beads and rolled back and forth twice, and finally hung his fragile neck on the pocket, but he still hooked the golden beads in his hand, and his neck was very barely hung, which was quite a bit of a pain as the prime minister pulled him.

His tricks are far from comparable to ordinary people. After hanging up for a while, he suddenly said, "There is something under the tree."

Xuan Min paused. He only felt that the Feng Shui of the Tomb Island was very awkward, and he couldn't tell what was wrong. It seemed that someone had touched him, but there was no trace of artificial carving on the surface. So along the way, except for Yu Guang sweeping his footprints, he focused all his attention on the layout of the wild forest and never stared at the ground.

As soon as Xue Xian spoke, he asked, "Which one?"

"The one with cracks on the left front."

It was an old tree about three feet away from them. The branches seemed to be struck by lightning and fire, and a big mouth was cracked. However, such a tree was not uncommon in the wilderness and forests, and it was considered ordinary. Xuan Min walked over and searched the roots for a while, and finally saw a rope almost the same color as the soil in an extremely inconspicuous place. The rope seemed to have been torn off by someone with brute force, and there was a knot at one end.

"Eh?" Lu Erqi, who was standing beside him, asked a question and picked up the rope. He ignored the dirty mud and pinched the knot carefully for a moment, frowned and said, "This seems to be the rope that my family has to string money."

"Are you sure?" Jiang Shining was a little surprised, "Can you recognize it in this way?"

"I beat this knot, which is different from others' fighting style." Lu Erqimao poked the knot over with his hands and feet, "Look."

Xuan Min looked at the mud above her and quietly moved a little a little apart.

Lu Erqi held it for a while before he suddenly realized: "Aren't all the money from my family stolen? Why did the rope fall here?!"

Just when he finally realized that something was strange, he was hit on his knee for no reason.

After hearing the "dong--" sound, Lu Erqi couldn't react in time, and his knees were so smashed that he knelt on the ground.

The kneeling was not easy, and he didn't know what trap he had kneeled. The organic spring sounded in his ears and everyone's feet suddenly disappeared.

The sudden sense of falling was accompanied by the "huge" sound of stone friction, which made people dizzy and didn't know what was happening.

During the extremely rapid fall, Xue Xian felt respect for Xuan Min for the first time. Because the bald donkey who was killed in the sky was able to control balance in the air, he still used something to buffer the falling speed, so that he actually stabilized his body when he landed on the ground and did not roll into a ball on the ground.

So, the moment he landed on the ground, Xue Xian, whose neck was hanging at the pocket, had no time to collect it, only felt his head suddenly fall.

It's over and it's over and it's over and answered the bald donkey's crow's mouth. It's really fucking to break!

Xuan Min stood up in the darkness, vaguely feeling that something seemed to be floating on the ground just now.

"Ouch..."

"Hiss-My hand is about to break."

"What the hell is this? I fell a little dizzy."

"Master? Master Xuanmin, are you still here?"

Listening to the messy cry of Jiang Shining and Lu Erqi beside him, Xuan Min responded "yes" and lit a piece of talisman paper.

He took advantage of the light of paper fire and lowered his eyes, but it happened to be facing his paper-cut head that was falling to the ground.

Only a head.
Chapter completed!