Feng Zhengxuan knew that there was something wrong with the light, he subconsciously stepped back, and when he turned around, he saw that not far behind him, a woman in a white dress covered in blood looked at him coldly.

His pupils shrank, and his heartbeat suddenly slowed down by half a beat.

It's Yu Jiale.

I saw that her lips were blue and purple, slowly hooked, but her face was extremely stiff, and she quickly floated towards him.

Feng Zhengxuan turned around and ran without hesitation, he had just inhaled a lot of air in his lungs, and he felt a little pinprick pain when he ran.

I can't help it, I can't just stand and die.

This place is full of weirdness, red moon, empty streets, well, and ghosts. It seems that only that one light looks normal.

He already clearly felt the coldness coming from behind, Feng Zhengxuan didn't dare to look back, he was afraid that as soon as he turned around, he would be killed directly by Yu Jiale.

Gritting his teeth, he slammed open the wooden door and rushed in.

There was no way back for him. Close your eyes and look like you're being slaughtered.

But, it's quiet.

The chill that was infinitely approaching him just now was gone.

The point is, he's still alive.

Feng Zhengxuan slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw it, it was an uneven muddy floor, not a cement floor, but the kind of ground in a thatched hut in the countryside decades ago.

suddenly remembered something, turned his head hurriedly, and saw Yu Jiale, who was covered in blood, with his feet off the ground and looking at him expressionlessly.

"Ah......h

He exclaimed, his heart almost stopping.

"Young man, get up quickly if you have nothing to do, the ground is damp and it's uncomfortable to lie down."

Before Feng Zhengxuan could recover from Yu Jiale's fright, he heard an old voice ringing in the room.

He trembled with fright, his face was full of horror, and he subconsciously looked in the direction where the sound came from.

It's an old man.

His hair was all white, his face was full of folds, his back was a little rickety, and he was dressed in old gray clothes, in a style that had never been seen before.

Feng Zhengxuan pursed his lips, got up from the ground, his lowered eyes inadvertently swept under the old man's feet, and he was slightly relieved when he saw a shadow.

But he still didn't dare to relax his vigilance, his whole body was tense, after all, Yu Jiale outside the door hadn't left yet, and he had been staring at him fiercely.

The old man laughed twice and slowly walked to the door, "Don't be afraid, young man, she won't dare to come in." ”

As he spoke, he closed the door. also cut off Yu Jiale's cold sight that was quenched with poison.

Feng Zhengxuan retreated to the corner, far away from him, his eyes were full of defense.

"Who are you and what is this place?"

The old man paced back to the chair and sat down, squinting slightly, "I'm just a lonely old man, as for this place, it's long been deserted, and there is no one." ”

Thin fingers tapped lightly on the wooden armrest, humming an unknown tune in his mouth.

Doesn't seem to care that there is an extra stranger in the house.

Feng Zhengxuan frowned and looked out the window, Yu Jiale was still there.

After a while, he said, "Why can't she come in?" ”

The old man opened his eyes and looked at him like a fool, "Of course she can't get in." This is my home. ”

So, you are not stupid.

It looks like a smart and clever person, but it turns out, heh, a fool.

Feng Zhengxuan was stunned for a moment.

"But she ......"

I pursed my lips, but I still didn't say the word.

Seeing the old man looking at him for some unknown reason, he lowered his eyes, "When will she leave?" ”

If he didn't leave, then he wouldn't be trapped in this house.

"Or, is there any way to get out of this place?"

Feng Zhengxuan asked.

The old man shook his head, "Not tonight, I have to wait until dawn at the earliest." ”

When the sun comes out and the fog clears, this is the world.

When the time comes, you can go out as much as you want.

Feng Zhengxuan was overjoyed, and hurriedly asked, "How can I get out?" ”

The old man looked at him with a straight face, and he was not happy, "I'm so old, can I still lie to you." ”

Feng Zhengxuan hurriedly apologized, saying that he was just too happy.

Secretly exhaled, although it was tomorrow morning, it was good to be able to go out.

It's time to stay here for one night.

Looking at the old man, "Old man, can I stay here for one night?" ”

For fear that he would not agree, he immediately said, "I don't live in vain, I will give money." ”

As he spoke, he took out his wallet from his pocket and pulled out a few red bills and put them on the table.

Seeing the money, the old man immediately smiled, and quickly grabbed it in his hand, "Oh, look at my place, how can I use so much money." ”

The action did not hesitate to put the money in his pocket.

"You haven't eaten yet, I'll go and make you something to eat, old man, wait."

I walked briskly to the back room.

In the kitchen, I saw him squatting in front of the stove, expressionless, took out a few pieces of red paper from his pocket, picked up a match and lit it, and muttered stiffly and mechanically, "Boiled soup ~ boiled soup......"

Feng Zhengxuan: ......

Retract the refusal that you want to blurt out, forget it, I was so frightened just now, I seem to be a little hungry.

Looking out the window, Yu Jiale was still there.

He pursed his lips, walked over slowly, and quickly closed the curtains.

So that you can't see it.

He was alone in the room, safe again, and began to look around.

It was a very dilapidated house, the walls were all dirt walls, and some places were cracked, and the furniture was old, and it looked tattered, and there were no other electrical appliances except for the dim electric lights.

It's really poor.

Well, it is very in line with the living conditions of a lonely old man.

However, I heard him say that the place is deserted.

Feng Zhengxuan lowered his head and pondered, is it so quiet because everyone has moved away?

But why didn't he move out?

What does it have to do with the blood-colored moon overhead?

Feng Zhengxuan was in a daze at the tung oil lamp on the table, and he smelled a burst of tempting fragrance.

It's fragrant.

It can especially arouse people's appetite, he was not very hungry, but when he smelled this fragrance, his stomach was also ready to move.

All thoughts were interrupted.

I saw the old man come out with a bowl of soup, "Wait a long time." ”

Feng Zhengxuan wanted to shake his head, but he found that his eyes had been completely distracted by the soup in the old man's hand.

The old man put the soup on the table and said with a smile, "Drink, this is the only thing left at home." ”

Feng Zhengxuan couldn't wait to pick up the bowl, he didn't care about what kind of soup it was, of course, he didn't care about burning his mouth, so he drank it directly.

The old man looked at him with a kind face.

"This soup is delicious, my grandson likes it too, he is alone, he can drink a small half pot."

As he spoke, there was a hint of nostalgia on his face.

Feng Zhengxuan drank the soup in a few sips, still a little unsatisfied, and looked at the old man, "Is there anything else?" ”

The old man smiled and nodded, "Yes, yes, I'll serve it for you." ”

With that, he took the bowl and went to the kitchen.