It was very hazy, but at this time it revealed a hint of darkness and weirdness. The white mist began to surge, and then gradually moved closer to Zhang Min.

Zhang Min panicked and was so scared that her heels kept trembling. Then she didn't dare to hesitate on the spot and slowly backed away. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the white mist that was approaching and rolling away.

The white mist spread quickly, as if it was aimed at Zhang Min, spreading turbulently in this direction. After Zhang Min took a few steps back, he finally couldn't help it, turned around and started running towards the other side.

"Yajun..."

I don’t know why, but I always think of him when I encounter difficulties. In the past three years, it’s not that I haven’t encountered anything. She is a girl who is prone to evil. She will never be safe in her life. If she hadn’t encountered

As for him, maybe he died three years ago.

It was him who protected and cared for her so that she was not disturbed by any evil things in the past three years. Therefore, whenever something happened, she would always think of him immediately. Only he could make her feel at ease.

The hazy white mist surged closer and closer. Before Zhang Min could run far away, she felt as if a coldness was eroding her back, and then she was in a hazy world.

The surroundings were very hazy and white, making Zhang Min completely disoriented in an instant.

Being in this white mist, Zhang Min became even more frightened. She began to move around randomly and started running in a daze, but she could never escape the white mist.

Everything around him became blurry, and Zhang Min in the white mist felt that everything was so weird.

Zhang Min, who was about to walk forward, paused again. She vaguely heard a faint sound of gongs, drums and trumpets coming from the front.

Being in the white mist, Zhang Min's heart was pounding. Finally, she vaguely saw a large group of people in red clothes starting to walk in the white mist on the road ahead. The two rows of people in front were blowing trumpets.

And beating the happy drum, there are four people behind, carrying a flaming red sedan chair.

This looks like a procession to welcome a bride, but living in modern times, who still uses a sedan chair to welcome a bride?

The sounds of trumpets and drums became clearer and louder, and finally, Zhang Min saw a large group of people playing sonatas and walking past her.

Zhang Min did not dare to express his anger. He originally thought that they would pass by and might not be able to see him, but he did not expect that when they passed by, the sound of trumpets and drums suddenly stopped.

Zhang Min forgot to move, but felt her heart was in her throat, but then she saw a hunched old woman walking towards her from the right.

What she was wearing was very strange, it was the shroud worn by rural people after death, it was earthy gray.

Zhang Min was in shock. The old man slowly raised his head. It was a skinny and wrinkled face like old tree bark.

"Girl, someone is interested in you!"

She said with an extremely hoarse voice and a sinister tone, her face wrinkled together, and a smile that penetrated the fear in Zhang Min's soul emerged.

At this time, a gust of wind howled by, and Zhang Min saw with her own eyes that the curtain in front of the red sedan was opened, and a photo floated toward Zhang Min from inside the sedan.

An arc flew through the air. In the photo, there was a long-haired woman with no expression on her face. She had a melon-shaped face, but her eyes seemed to be glaring fiercely as she flew over.

Zhang Min.

After seeing the woman in the photo, Zhang Min's heart suddenly jumped.
Chapter completed!