"Don't come over, don't come over..."

Under the hazy moonlight, a young man in brocade clothes and silk was hiding in an old wardrobe, holding a strange black pendant with his hands tightly on his face, his face was extremely pale, his whole body trembled, muttering to himself in a faint voice that he could only hear.

However, at this moment, the entire village outside was empty and silent. I don’t know what the young master was afraid of.

This village is not big. The whole village is square in shape. There is a road from east to west and north to south. The two roads cross together, dividing the entire village into four uniform small areas.

The intersection of the two main roads is a larger square. There is an ancestral temple built in the center of the square. The road is divided into many branch roads and extending to the doors of each house. There are only a dozen families in each area, and there is only one well in one area. The entire village has only four wells. From this, you can imagine the size of this village.

However, the villages are now extremely desolate, with yellow weeds everywhere. The old and rotten wooden doors sway under the influence of the night wind, making a harsh and creaking sound. Looking around, almost no house is intact. Either the tiles of the roof fall off or half of the wall has collapsed.

"dumb--"

A crow with dark and scarlet eyes was pecking at its feathers lightly on an old tree with a crooked neck in the middle of the village, making a hoarse and unpleasant cry.

Li Zifeng tightly held the pendant. Although it had been quiet outside for a long time, the fear in his heart did not weaken at all.

Because he knew that murderous intentions often arrived inadvertently.

"Dumb--" I don't know how long it took, another crow's scream.

However, this terrifying ominous sound that made ordinary people feel like the sound of nature in Li Zifeng's ears, and a rare joy appeared on his face.

Because he knew that as long as he waited for the crows to scream three times, he would be completely safe, and when he returned, he would be an endless wealth.

A dark cloud slowly covered the moon, and the shadow of the dark cloud completely enveloped the village, and the village suddenly fell into darkness.

"Young Master Li..." A delicate female voice suddenly sounded outside the house, causing Li Zifeng, who had just revealed a hint of joy, to froze.

Da, da, da.

"Come out, Qiao'er is so tired of finding you..."

As the footsteps kept approaching, the sound became clearer and clearer.

Li Zifeng looked extremely pale because he tried too hard.

"Don't come here..." He closed his eyes tightly, with only this thought left in his mind.

"Brother Li, where are you? If you don't come out, Miss Qiao'er will be angry." A very familiar man's voice sounded.

"Yes, Brother Li, stop playing. Brother Wang and I have come out long ago. Come out quickly and go back together." Another man's voice was another.

Listening to these two extremely familiar voices, a trace of sadness appeared on Li Zifeng's fearful face.

Can't they escape after all...

But soon, he had no time to take care of the two men outside because the footsteps had already walked outside the door of the house.

The footsteps stopped.

Li Zifeng completely held his breath.

The air was quiet for a moment, and Li Zifeng felt his heart almost jumping out of his chest.

Although he could not see his eyes, he could fully imagine that a woman with white hair was standing at the door of the house without moving, using her eyes with no pupils left with white eyes, quietly observing everything in the house through the gaps in her hair.

The chill filled Li Zifeng's whole body.

Da, da... The footsteps finally passed away.

In just a few breaths, Li Zifeng felt that after several centuries, he was sweating all over his head, and he immediately collapsed and breathed in fresh air after the sound of footsteps.

After wiping the cold sweat on his head, Li Zifeng's face looked much better than before. He knew that after avoiding this time, he would basically be in no danger before the next crow sing.

He raised his body with his hands, closed one eye, and looked out through a wormhole as big as a finger on the cabinet door.

He wants to observe the situation and immediately move to the place after confirming that it is completely safe.

You can't stay in the same place for too long. This is the valuable experience he has gained from others when he has just come into contact with this pendant.

In fact, this experience is indeed useful. He has been able to survive so many tasks and survive until now. This valuable experience has made great contributions.

"Huh? Is there fog outside?" Li Zifeng lay in front of the wormhole, but what he saw was a vast white area, and he felt puzzled.

Although the door of this room was not broken, Li Zifeng did not tie it inside when he came in, but was completely open like other rooms, for fear of causing a phenomenon of no silver here, which made those terrifying existences pay more attention to this room.

So if there is a sudden heavy fog and there is no blockage from the wooden door, thick fog will surge into the house, and it will be normal for this kind of white space to appear.

In order to see more clearly, Li Zifeng got closer and his eyes were completely pressed against the wormhole, but it was still just a piece of white and could not see anything.

Just as he just frowned, he suddenly found a small red dot in the middle of the white.

A trace of cold sweat broke out on Li Zifeng's head.

Because the red dot was expanding as he retreated, and finally turned into a bloody pupil, occupying all the white.

"Young Master Li, you really make Qiao'er a quick meal."

A faint female voice came into Li Zifeng's ears from outside the cabinet door, and gradually became shrill from the original tactfulness, and finally became even more hoarse and harsh, like the friction of plastic foam, which made people want to go crazy.

"ah……!"

A tragic cry suddenly rang out and echoed in the empty village for a long time.

After a long time, the dark clouds retreated and the moonlight fell into the village again. However, the village at this moment was less cold than before. Various insects and frogs were heard from every corner, adding a little vitality to the village.

As time passes, the morning light of Chuyang has been revealed in the east, and a ray of white fish belly gradually lights up in the sky.

"dumb--"

The crow on the crooked old tree made a last hoarse scream, then tilted his head and looked in the direction of a house with his scarlet eyes.

"squeak……"

After the crow screamed, a man in a broken and stained with a lot of bloody clothes came out of the room, looking at the morning light in the sky, a heartfelt smile appeared on his extremely fair face.

The man was actually the one who was hiding in the closet. Li Zifeng, who had been killed, had his clothes on his body now torn into pieces of cloth strips. He looked like a newborn baby, with white and smooth skin, and the light green blood vessels below were clearly visible.

Finally survived...

Li Zifeng breathed a sigh of relief in his chest. Although he used an extremely precious rebirth tool, saving his life was the most important thing.

After successfully completing this mission, there were three more months of peace.

But his smile had not lasted for long, and a line of blood-colored words appeared on the mud in front of him. After seeing the contents of the handwriting, his smile froze directly on his face.

"A week later...the team mission of ten people..."

Li Zifeng's eyes were tightly shaking, his lips kept shaking. His right hand, which was usurping the pendant, even cut his fresh and tender skin by the pendant because he tried too hard, and blood kept flowing down from his fingers.

That was a sign of his ultimate fear.

...

...

Haizhou, Yunhe Tower.

In the box No. 1 of Tianzi, Huang Qi was holding a bowl of soup and was eating in small mouthfuls. Huang Zhen, who was sitting next to him, looked like he was eating voraciously, and his mouth was full of oil.

I was so tired of eating wild game all the way.

"Why is Haizhou so lively today? Is there any special festival?" Huang Qi put down the small bowl in his hand, looked at the pedestrian vendors who were surging outside the window, which were several times more dense than usual, and asked softly.

When they entered the city today, they were still waiting outside the city for a while. Because there were too many villagers entering the city, a large number of villagers were carrying baskets with all kinds of fresh fruits and vegetables crowded at the city gate, and they were talking with smiles on their faces, but the local accent was too heavy, so Huang Qi didn't understand.

"The eldest son is clear." The shopkeeper bowed slightly and replied: "This is a unique festival in Haizhou. In the legend of Haizhou, there is a guardian goddess called Shanmiao. Today is the birthday of Shanmiao. At this time of each year, a grand temple fair lasts for seven days is held, which is extremely lively."

Huang Qi nodded with a sudden look on his face. This kind of thing is very common. The Song Dynasty has a vast landform and the customs are different between the states and prefectures. In some places, a small mountain god even worships a small mountain god. The degree of liveliness and solemnity is greater than that of the Spring Festival.

"Speaking of this, our Yunhe Tower has been booked today. A poetry meeting will be held in the evening. Those young men from Haizhou families, talented men and beautiful women, will gather here to recite poems and essays. If the eldest son can be present, our Yunhe Tower's reputation will definitely be improved."

The shopkeeper said with a smile.

Huang Qi chuckled and shook his head slightly. If he had left Jiangnan, he might have participated in such a literary and elegant event, but now he has no such nature.

The shopkeeper didn't say much when he saw Huang Qi shook his head, but he felt quite regretful. If his eldest son could come to attend such a poetry meeting, he would leave one or two calligraphy works in Yunhe Tower in front of many distinguished guests. With the name of the eldest son Yinyue, Yunhe Tower would definitely become the most famous restaurant in Haizhou.

But the eldest son is pure by nature and is unwilling to come to such an occasion, so he has no choice.

"Poetry Club? Is there anything fun about poetry? I haven't attended the poetry club yet." Huang Zhen, who had eaten and drunk, was interested and asked with great enthusiasm.

The shopkeeper couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Young Master, not everyone can come to this poetry meeting. If you are not invited by the organizer, you can only enter the venue by showing the corresponding knowledge. So you..."

When Huang Zhen heard this, he became depressed. He was not familiar with Haizhou and even a noble family didn't know him. How could someone invite him? As for his talent?

Haha…the weather is really good today.

Seeing Huang Zhen’s appearance, the shopkeeper suddenly felt a move in his heart, his tone changed and he said, “Actually, it’s not impossible. If the eldest son is willing to participate, you can naturally enter the venue with the eldest son.”

However, he had the idea of ​​saving the country on a curve, hoping to influence Huang Qi through Huang Zhen, and finally achieve the goal of letting Huang Qi attend the poetry meeting and enhancing the reputation of Yunhe Tower.

Sure enough, after hearing what he said, Huang Zhen's eyes suddenly lit up, and then a pitiful look appeared on his face. He reached out and grabbed Huang Qi's sleeve, and shouted in a stingy voice: "Brother..."

Bang!!

"Ouch!"

Huang Zhen hugged his head that had just been rewarded and jumped aside.

"Is the oil in my hands trying to rub it on my sleeve?"

Huang Qi said angrily: "Besides, what else can I have fun at the poetry meeting besides throwing pots, guessing riddles, and writing poetry? According to your restless nature, you will be the first person to leave by then."
To be continued...