These are sending propositions [Quick Transmigration]

Time flies, night has come, the inn is closed, and everything is quiet.Mu Qingyan slept all afternoon, and was not sleepy at all at this time, staring affectionately at the top of the bed in the night with wide-eyed eyes.

A bell was ringing from the bell tower in the distance. When Hai Shi arrived, the downstairs finally started to ring.

Mu walked lightly to the door, and through the window paper, he saw that the lamp underneath was turned on.What a blatant black shop, Mu Qingyan was speechless.But soon he realized something was wrong. He vaguely saw the door of the room facing him being opened, and the people inside were talking and laughing as they walked down.One after another, many people from the guest room came out.

Mu Qingyan opened the door and walked to the corridor, the door of the inn was reopened, the street directly opposite was brightly lit, the vendors started shouting, people came and went very lively.This is not in line with the normal opening order of the night market. How can there be a sudden commotion after the whole city is silent.

The door of the next room also opened, and Qu Bozhou came out and stood beside Mu Qingyan, "It's a bit strange, let's take a look?"

Before Mu Qingyan could answer, his fingers were hooked, and when he looked down, Goudan also stood up and came out. "Night market? Why does this look like a temple fair!" Goudan looked out.

It's not like a temple fair, people outside walk in groups of twos and threes, and their clothes can be described as "dressed", especially the girls, who wear brightly colored clothes, meticulously made of powder and daisy, and ringed with jingle bells.It's just that although it is well-dressed, it is extraordinarily cool.

"Is the theme of this temple fair to show off your figure and confidence in winter?" Mu Qingyan couldn't help but wonder.

At this time, the little girl who was doing odd jobs in the inn opened the curtain and walked into the lobby, shouted "Father, I'm going to pay respects to Seventh Sister" and ran out in a hurry.

Mu Qingyan and the others who heard this sentence immediately froze in place.It is the custom of Qixi Festival to worship Seventh Sister. Seventh Sister is Weaver Girl, and girls worship her to pray for a good marriage.But now it is early winter and October!

"Go!" Mu Qingyan and Qu Bozhou looked at each other and said in unison.

"Wait, I'm coming too." The sick prince pushed the door out. He was wearing a dark cloak and took unprecedented strides, for fear that the three people would abandon him and go away.

"That's good, so we won't be able to get back in time if something happens here." Qu Bozhou nodded.

The four of them had just stepped out of the gate of the inn when fireworks were launched into the sky in the distance to light up the sky.The fireworks continued one after another, and people on the street stopped to watch.The wind picked up the flimsy sleeves of the passers-by, making the bones cold.

Mu Qingyan held Goudan's hand tightly, and followed Qu Bozhou forward.

The east, west, north, and south avenues meet at an arch bridge. Beside the bridge is an old banyan tree, whose branches and leaves are somewhat bleak. It is tied with red ribbons, and the words of blessing are faintly discernible.The river lanterns under the bridge floated away one by one, and in the dimly lit place, men and women cuddled together.

"They are really celebrating the Qixi Festival in a serious way..." Mu Qingyan was surprised.

"Let's get out of here." Goudan shook Mu Qingyan's hand. He always felt that there was something wrong with these people, but he couldn't tell.

"Seventh Sister God is here!" someone shouted, and saw a sedan chair with four sides hollowed out and draped with light gauze being carried slowly, with a girl dressed as a weaver girl sitting inside.The crowd began to crowd, and everyone rushed in that direction. Mu Qingyan was pushed to the side of the road, and accidentally knocked over a row of mask-hanging stalls in the process.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Mu apologized softly, straightened the shelf and began to squat down to pick up the mask.Returning the mask he touched the stand owner's fingers and found it frighteningly cold.Mu lightly raised his head, and he was able to see the man's face clearly through the light, it was completely black.

Mu Qingyan straightened up abruptly, and carefully observed the faces of the passers-by around him—the same, all the same, all black with a lifeless look.He boldly pinched the wrist of one of them, but the man had no pulse, yet he pulled his hands angrily and cursed.

"We'd better leave the city immediately!" Mu said lightly.

"You also found out." Qu Bozhou said in a low voice, "These people are already dead."

There are four gates in this city, Mu Qingyan grabbed the dog egg, Qu Bozhou pulled the sick prince, and the four of them walked quickly towards the nearest one.The city of Nai is not big, but they still haven't reached it after walking for nearly an hour. The surroundings are pitch black, and the road seems to extend infinitely.

"Did we encounter a ghost hitting the wall?" Goudan trembled and said, "I walked this road during the day when I was grabbing medicine, and I can walk there in half an hour."

"Don't tell me, the people in this city are all ghosts. It's really possible to encounter ghosts hitting the wall." Qu Bozhou stopped and asked, putting his hand on Goudan's head.

"Then what should we do? None of us can illuminate." After experiencing the weird settings of the previous world and seeing the city full of walking dead, Mu Qingyan accepted this reality without hesitation.

"Wait for dawn?" The sick prince said weakly.

Qu Bozhou looked back with a half-smile, but it was too dark to see people clearly, so he gave up and said, "If you stand until dawn in this cold night, I'm afraid I'll have to take your corpse back for business."

The sick prince kept silent.

"Damn, pee." Mu said softly.

Goudan was taken aback when he heard the words, and then said aggrievedly: "I didn't drink much water, and I can't urinate."

"There will always be something to hold back." Mu Qingyan said and took a step to the side, but still did not let go of Goudan's hand.

Goudan's face was wrinkled into a bitter melon, but unfortunately no one could see it. He untied his belt in distress, and after letting his little brother stand in the cold wind for a long time, he finally heard the sound of water.

This is an earth method of unknown credibility that Mu Qingyan heard.It is rumored that ghosts are afraid of dirty things. One night, an old lady saw a ghost hitting a wall, squatted down and urinated, and then cracked it.

But the unproven method failed here, the darkness that enveloped everyone was still there, and they still couldn't even touch the side of the city gate after walking for a long time.

"Goudan, did you notice any ditches or pits here when you came here during the day?" Qu Bozhou asked.

"There is a river, the river that passes through it flows from here." Goudan said.

"Let's all look for that river, and we can walk out along it." That's what they said, but the four of them didn't dare to separate to look for it.There are two kinds of ghosts encountered by ghosts hitting the wall. One is the road thief. When you meet it, you will encounter evil things on the road you are walking, and will stop you where you are, and let you go after dawn; the other is evil ghosts. , leading you astray.Fear is the second kind, so the four of them held hands and stared at each other trying to find light in the dark night.

I don't know how long they searched, but finally someone almost stumbled, and everyone was overjoyed, which means they found it!Because ghosts hitting walls are generally only on flat ground, places with pits or ditches are the way out for ghosts hitting walls.

They went down the place where they stumbled, which was a slope, and after walking for a while, their shoes got wet.This is when they reached the river, so the four of them walked along the shallows and finally returned to the right road—they had been turning around a tree just now, and the leaves under the tree were all trampled into thin mud.But ahead, the place that was supposed to be the city gate turned into a cliff.

The sick prince fell to the ground all of a sudden, his face was ashen, his lips trembling unceasingly, "I really can't escape from here..."

"What do you mean by that?" Mu Qingyan pulled him up, and just after asking, he caught a glimpse of a mighty group of people walking towards them.

"They are...!" The sick prince lost his voice.

"Anyway, I didn't come here to drink and talk with you!" Qu Bozhou picked up Goudan, and with the other hand, he grabbed Mu Qingyan's arm, "Let's go."

There was a group of walking corpses in front, and a cliff in the back. Mu Qingyan really regretted getting out of the ghost wall. He grabbed the sick prince and used lightness kung fu to bring him to the roof.These walking dead are very good at climbing walls, they can only keep rising and falling to move in the direction of fewer people.

Mu Qingyan and Qu Bozhou each carried a burden, and finally came to a place where no walking dead gathered, and they rested on the spot.Qu Bozhou was alright, Goudan was so thin that only his bones were left, not as heavy as a bag of rice.But Mu Qingyan is not so easy, no matter how sick a sick person is, he is still an adult, and he will wriggle around without winking, Mu Qingyan not only once gave birth to the thought of wanting to throw him away.

The walking dead had sharper noses than dogs, and were faster than cats. Before they could take a few breaths, they appeared behind the four of them again.Mu Qingyan rolled his eyes, his feet were a little unstable, Qu Bozhou quickly supported him, and then raised his chin not far away, "There is a pagoda over there, a place where Buddha bones and statues are kept. , they should not dare to approach."

Mu Qingyan actually wanted to say that big brother, you don't need to worry about me, but the eagerness and worry of the other party when he said this to him was too real, his heart was shocked, and his footsteps had already started to follow the song.

The door opened as soon as it was pushed. To be on the safe side, in addition to plugging the latch, they also found many things to put behind the door.

Probably because of the offerings of Buddha bones and statues, the walking corpses outside dare not approach, and the sound of scratching the door and climbing the wall has not been heard for a long time.Mu Qingyan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the sick prince also coughed heart-piercingly. He had been highly nervous before, but now he relaxed, and almost fainted after coughing.

Mu Qingyan looked out through the crack of the door and saw that the walking dead were all scattered, probably going back to continue the festival, but if they go out and fail to keep them together, they will make a comeback, so he said: "We will stay here for one night, let's start tomorrow morning."

Qu Bozhou gave a "hmm" and helped the sick prince to go up.The tower is in the attic style, and there should be places for people to rest on it.

As soon as they reached the second floor, Mu Qingyan looked down casually, and found pairs of green eyes gathered under the stairs.

It's the wolf I met last night!

The author has something to say: I didn’t intend to write ghosts hitting the wall at first, but I wrote that I thought there should be ghosts hitting the wall here... Those two methods of breaking are all from Baidu. In fact, it seems that the method of waiting for dawn is the best