Physician [Rebirth] (6)

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It is like thick clouds and mist, covering the entire Baiyun Village. Since the houses here are in the shape of a zigzag, the clouds and mist gradually seep in.

When Mr. Qiu went downstairs, there were no such clouds and mist downstairs. According to the thickness of the mist at this moment, with the vision of normal people, things five meters away may not be clear.

And in such an environment, Mr. Qiu can still run up accurately, which is very problematic in itself.

What made them even more puzzled was that none of the three of them heard what Mr. Qiu said.

Neither the noise made by the old man nor the voice of Mr. Qiu calling to stop the old man, they didn't hear.

But it is impossible for Mr. Qiu to lie.

So either Mr. Qiu fell into an illusion, or something blocked the perception of the three of them.

No matter which one it is, it proves that the thing that the villagers said will appear after nine o'clock has already arrived.

Looking at Mr. Qiu's nervous appearance, Jin Jiangshui suddenly laughed and said, "Isn't the old man you're talking about the same old man in the portrait?"

Mr. Qiu looked at Jin Jiangshui's relaxed expression, and looked at him with some doubts: "Yes... I thought about it too... Do you think it will be..."

"You must be too nervous, so the hallucinations appear." Jinjiang Shuidao, "It's my fault. Talking about that portrait during the day scared you."

Mr. Qiu hesitated: "Is it really my hallucination?"

"Otherwise." Jin Jiangshui said solemnly, "The three of us are upstairs, and we are paying attention to downstairs all the time, but we didn't hear any sound at all. Otherwise, if we hear it, we can make it Are you down there alone? We must have to go downstairs to find you.

"It's impossible for the three of us to specialize in j.ing_, but it's not as good as your ordinary person's sensing ability."

Mr. Qiu was somewhat persuaded by Jin Jiangshui: "This is indeed..."

"That's it." Jin Jiang said, "If you don't believe me, let's go downstairs to see if the old man is still there, how?"

"Forget it..." Mr. Qiu said with lingering fear, "If it's my hallucination, how did Mingzhu and the others disappear? Or is it that the thing that the village chief is worried about hasn't come yet?"

Jinjiang Waterway: "According to my guess, that thing probably does exist, but it doesn't necessarily come every night, it only appears at certain times."

Mr. Qiu nodded: "Yes, it is likely to be so. It is impossible to appear every night. Otherwise, why has the legend of this small village not been spread for so many years?"

"So what we have to do now is to continue to wait, let's go, let's go to the house first." Jinjiang said.

Mr. Qiu did not suspect him, and followed Jin Jiangshui back to the house, and sat back where he sat before.

Yunjing and Murphys followed closely behind.

After Murphys walked past Mr. Qiu, Mr. Qiu suddenly yawned, with sleepiness on his face, but he didn't notice anything unusual, and told Yun Jing and the others seriously about his experience of going to the toilet just now .

Yun Jing and the others listened carefully, but Mr. Qiu became more and more sleepy as he spoke, and finally couldn't take it anymore, so he closed his eyes and said: "I feel like I can't open my eyes soon, so I will tell you with my eyes closed." ...how about that... me... um..."

Speaking of ordinary things, Mr. Qiu's breathing became more and more steady, and he fell into a sweet dream.

Yun Jing used his spiritual power to move Mr. Qiu to the bed. Seeing Mr. Qiu sleeping soundly, he looked at Murphys and Jin Jiangshui and said, "Although Mr. Qiu fell asleep, he didn't sleep until after nine o'clock. We Better leave someone here to watch him."

Jinjiang Waterway: "I'll stay."

It would be fine if all this was really Mr. Qiu's hallucination, but if the three of them were blocked from perception, it would be very troublesome.

Among so many people, Jin Jiangshui's strength is slightly better than that of Little Rabbit,

Following Yunjing and Murphys might be a hindrance, so it's better to stay here and take care of your friends.

Yun Jing pondered for a while and said, "Xiaohuai, can you stay with Mr. Jin?"

Not only Mr. Qiu fell asleep after nine o'clock, but also Jinjiang Shui.

Fat Douzi jumped out of Yunjing's pocket, and jumped onto the bed in no time.

Seeing this, the little rabbit also wanted to jump over. At this moment, a finger flashed past it.

The little rabbit was stunned for a moment, and immediately shifted its target, and instead of jumping at Xiaohuai, hugged Murphy's fingers.

The little rabbit is too young, and its fighting power is not as good as that of Mr. Qiu. If something finds someone on the side of the Jinjiang River, leaving the little rabbit will be a drag for them, so it is most suitable for the little rabbit to be taken by Yunjing and Murphy.

After assigning personnel, Yunjing and Murphys left the room and walked downstairs.

Compared with just now, the fog outside has once again thickened a lot.

If Mr. Qiu's visibility was about five meters when he came up, it's probably only two meters now.

If it is normal, Yunjing and Murphys can use j.ing_ divine power to check, even if it is a completely dark place, it doesn't matter.

But with Mr. Qiu's experience, both Yunjing and Murphys became more vigilant and prepared to go downstairs.

In the white mist, the whole world was hazy. Yun Jing looked at it, and suddenly said: "This mist is a bit like the black mist in the temple."

"Can the black fog from last time block your j.ing_ divine power?" Murphys asked.

"Yes." Yun Jingting nodded.

At that time, Murphys fought against the black shadow transformed by the evil beast's hostility, and Yun Jing followed the people who ate the evil beast into the temple. A thick black fog enveloped the entire temple, and only candlelight could illuminate it. , Yunjing's j.ing_ divine power seemed to be cut off by the black mist.

If what Mr. Qiu said is true, does the white mist have the same effect as the black mist?

The black mist prevented his j.ing_divine power from exploring ahead, while the white mist directly blocked his j.ing_divine power, so ordinary people could see some strange scenes instead?

Thinking like this, the two walked to the altar without knowing it.

Murphys raised his hand, and the purple light group gradually expanded, gradually pushing away the white mist, and the portrait hanging on the wall also appeared.

Blank.

The old man in Turi was gone.