Oh leak!He crawled out of hell!

"Thank you."

Guan Zhihuai said softly, and then took the yellow talisman that Chen Yun handed him.

Seeing that he took it away, Chen Yun withdrew his scrutinizing gaze.

Seeing that nothing unusual happened to the yellow talisman, Chen Yili smiled at Guan Zhihuai.

"Let's go first, goodbye."

Guan Zhihuai waved to them obediently. "Senior, goodbye."

After walking a certain distance, Chen Fenghao asked strangely, "Is there nothing wrong with him?"

Chen Yun frowned and remained silent, while Chen Yili also lowered his head.

The three of them walked towards the night, and when they reached the entrance of the village, Chen Fenghao waved goodbye to them.

Chen Yili supported Chen Yun and walked halfway, when suddenly dense silk snowflakes fell from the black sky, and the white snow soon covered Chen Yili's soft hair and his shoulders, and His heart was cold and he couldn't feel anything.

After returning home, Chen Yili returned to his room after dinner.

After spreading out the few intact pieces of paper picked up from Chen Hui's house on the desk, Chen Yili pulled out his chair and sat down to read them carefully.

The handwriting on these pieces of paper is from his primary school days, and there are several small red flowers on them that symbolize diligence, studiousness and excellence, which were printed by Chen Hui with his own carved seal.

A few small flowers are a little crooked, not exquisite, but this is Chen Hui's heart for the children.

When Chen Yun said that Chen Hui was crazy, he didn't think so. Although he suspected that it was Wu Yue himself, Chen Yili felt inexplicably that it might be himself who caused Chen Hui to become like this.

There was a knock on the door, and Chen Yili turned to look.

"Enter."

Then, Mr. Chen walked in with a plate of small yellow oranges and placed them on Chen Yili's table.

"What are you looking at?" Mr. Chen glanced at the things spread out on the table, and the wrinkles on his forehead were already tangled together.

Chen Yili sighed, and then said, "Master Chen is not willing to help Mr. Chen Hui. As his student, I can't just leave him alone, right?"

"Your godfather says you're crazy, what else can you see? Turn off the lights and rest!" Mr. Chen grabbed the paper on Chen Yili's desk involuntarily, then turned and walked out the door .

When he closed the door, he also turned off the light in the room, causing Chen Yili to choke in his throat before he could say anything in time.

Chen Yili put down his raised hand, helplessly supported his forehead and sighed again.

He stood up, walked to the light switch at the door, and turned on the light again. Unexpectedly, he saw a petite girl sitting on his chair.

Yu He looked at Chen Yili with a slightly angry expression.

"Yili, have you forgotten what you promised me?"

Chen Yili's hand froze on the switch, and he looked at Yu He with a little confusion in his eyes.

He remembered that this was his junior high school classmate.

"I...not...how could you be at my house?!"

Seeing Chen Yili's confused expression, Yu He flashed in front of him.

"What do you mean I will appear at your house! I saw that you didn't plan to meet my parents after returning to the village, so I came to you! Are you going to help me with this favor!"

She said so excitedly that she almost poked Chen Yili's nose with her finger.

"You obviously agreed to this favor at the beginning! How can you, a boy, go back on your word to a female ghost?"

As she spoke, she was so anxious that tears were about to fall from her eyes.

Chen Yili took a few steps back, keeping a distance from Yu He.

"Wait, you're dead? What did I promise you?"

"I told you that I died of illness. You promised me that you would tell my parents to move my grave. Is that mountain a place to stay?"

Yu He sniffed and shouted.

In an instant, Chen Yili's stomach churned with nausea, and he quickly turned around and ran into the bathroom to vomit.

Yu He sat back on the chair when he heard his retching, and waited for Chen Yili to come out with his arms around him.

This time, Chen Yili really felt like he was going to vomit his stomach out, and tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.

After pausing, he looked into the toilet and saw a few scarlet petals.The petals are elongated and wider at the head than at the tail.

"The other side... flowers?" Panting, Chen Yili stood up and ran to the door.

Seeing that Yu He still had a dark face, he immediately strode up to Yu He.

"What did I promise you? Where did we meet?"

He asked excitedly, and Yu He was stunned and said, "Didn't you just say that? You promised me that my parents would move my grave, and didn't we meet in the underworld a few months ago? What do you mean?" Forgot so soon?"

Chen Yili sat on the ground with a tight pain in his chest and a splitting headache.

"You... What's wrong with you?" Yu He squatted down, trying to lift him up from the ground.

Chen Yili covered his head with one hand and stood up from the ground.

"I'm fine... I will do what I promised you."

As he said that, he opened the door and walked out of the room as if he wanted to escape, and walked downstairs slowly step by step.

For some reason, he wanted to go to a place right now, but he couldn't remember what that place was called or where it was.

He couldn't remember what Yu He said that he had been to the underworld, and he was so entangled that he had headaches.

Opening the door, Chen Yili walked out.

The snow outside the house was still falling, and the biting cold wind blew away his bangs very rudely, revealing his full forehead.

Finding a big rock and sitting down, Chen Yili hugged his bent legs and buried half of his face under his knees.

This is not to resist the cold wind, but the action he always makes when he is helpless, very helpless but willing to give in.

Snowflakes fell on his body, then melted, and the coldness invaded his body.

"They said that your life is bad. You have always been sick for no reason since you were a child. Thanks to the vines in your body, you have survived until now." At some point beside him stood a man in a dark green gown, holding a Cover the snowflakes on Chen Yili's head with the oil paper umbrella.

As he said that, he chuckled lightly, "Why do I feel that you are the one who committed suicide instead?"

Chen Yili regained his senses and looked up, only to see that man happened to be smiling at him too.

The symmetrical moles like ink dots on both sides of his cheeks sank into shallow dimples with his smile, and his fair cheeks were very soft under the warm light of the street lamp.

"What's your business?" Even though he is very decadent now, it doesn't mean that Chen Yili can be said for no reason.

The man snorted, "Am I not right? Look at you, you ran out in pajamas on a snowy day. Although I can't feel the temperature, I feel cold when I see you."

Hearing his leisurely words, Chen Yili turned around and didn't want to talk to anyone.

"Go back early, he is coming."

The man said anxiously, and put the oil-paper umbrella in Chen Yili's hand.

Originally, Chen Yili wanted to go back, but after hearing the man say "he's coming", he couldn't help but continued to squat on the spot.

"Senior! Why are you sitting here when it's snowing?"

Guan Zhihuai ran towards him, quickly helped him up from the stone, and anxiously raised his hand to touch his forehead.

This move immediately reminded Chen Yili of the ghost in white who stayed in his room last night.

"I'm broken in love." Chen Yili said slowly, sighed deeply, stretched his feet and walked down the stone.

Guan Zhihuai froze in place, "Senior, when did you have it..."

Seeing Chen Yili looking at him with a very cold expression, he immediately shut his mouth.

"What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

Guan Zhihuai said, "I'm here to find Grandpa Chen Yun, help! Teacher Chen Hui ran out of the house yelling. on the big tree in front of her house!"

"What!" Chen Yili said in surprise.

Coming to Chen Hui's house again, Chen Yili saw the corpse hanging on the big tree in front of Chen Hui's house at a glance.

The cold wind blew, and the person hanging from the tree swayed a little.

Chen Yun and Chen Yili walked in with flashlights, only to see Wu Yue who was hanging on the tree with a cyanotic complexion, eyes rolled up, and tongue sticking out slightly.

Reluctantly, he raised his hand and sniffed, but there was no room for redemption.

"What's going on here? No matter how crazy this Chen Hui is recently, I don't think Wu Yue has any plans to give up her son. Why did she hang herself?"

Someone in the group of people around said regretfully.

"That's right! This Chen Hui is still running towards the back of the mountain. I'm afraid he is looking for death. Now a few people are holding flashlights to look over there, hoping that he hasn't gone up the mountain yet!"

Others said in a hurry.

The police put Wu Yue down. Wu Yue's body was frozen into ice, and there was no warmth left.

"Looks like he's been dead for hours."

The wind and snow outside and the low temperature caused Wu Yue's body to cool down quickly.

"This is not normal." Chen Yun stood up, frowning.

"What!? Could it be that something from the back mountain came down?"

The back mountain is a mass grave, with countless ghosts floating around, and the elders of the two villages dare not approach it.

Chen Yili retreated from the crowd, turned his head to look at the back mountain, and pursed his lips.

He was wondering if he had entered this frightening back mountain on the day he lost patience writing his name and skipped class in the second grade of elementary school.

It seems that he has a little impression, but he can't remember it.

"Come on. What time is it now? Do you believe in those things?" Someone in the crowd said disdainfully. It was a young man who was picking sunflower seeds.

"It's almost New Year's Eve, why do you still do this kind of thing!"

……

A group of people chattered, but were quickly dispersed by the police.

"Don't do it, don't do it, it's still superstitious."

A few policemen dispersed the crowd who came to watch, and the crowd quickly dispersed.

Chen Yili just wanted to leave, but he was caught by a policeman unexpectedly.

"Wait, I heard that you came to this house yesterday afternoon, can you make a record?"

"Yes." Chen Yili nodded and followed the police.

"Put your clothes on."

Guan Zhihuai took out a large padded jacket from nowhere and ran to Chen Yili's side, and put it on Chen Yili.

Chen Yili was wearing a padded jacket, looking at Guan Zhihuai with an unclear expression in his eyes.