Wear a Thriller To Protect the Boss

When the first ray of sunlight in the morning passed through the window lattice, Yin Yun turned around, feeling dimly not quite right, and his reason returned to his mind. He suddenly realized that he was still topless, and he pulled the quilt and covered it again. A strict reality.

Huo Yinting was standing on the window sill, facing his direction. She dazzled his eyes with her wings shining in the sunshine.

"Man, what are you shy?" She said slowly, "I have already said that I am not interested in you at all. You don't need to have psychological pressure."

"...Who are you looking down on? Are you laughing at me for not being good enough and not attractive enough?"

"I've seen anyone better than you." Huo Yinting laughed, "Besides, do you know that you are talking in sleep at night?"

Yin Yun was taken aback, and subconsciously retorted: "Nonsense!"

"What did I lie to you for?"

"Then tell me, what did I say?"

"Do you really want to listen?"

"Of course you have to listen, don't dare."

Huo Yinting smiled deeper and deeper: "You have been calling your brother, one after another, making people unable to sleep."

She didn't know who his senior brother was, but it was conceivable that the other party must be extremely gentle and reliable. From the fact that the senior brother even sacrificed himself to cover Yin Yun's escape, it can explain the problem very well. NS.

Sure enough, Yin Yun was stunned as soon as he heard it. He sat on the bedside for a long while, and then replied with a low expression: "Oh, maybe it's been too long, I missed it too much."

How far do you miss it? At the beginning, he could not sleep well all night and all night. When he closed his eyes, he was the shadow of his brother. Later, he gradually got used to the days of wandering alone, but he never forgot the other party.

At the beginning, he was guarded by his master and spoiled by his brother. He never knew what he was afraid of. That's why he developed the jealous temperament he is now. But when they all left, he suddenly realized that there are no people who can give him a sense of security. Now, the long road ahead will probably be measured by memories.

Huo Yinting did not ignore the lonely color that flashed through Yin Yun's eyes. She pondered for a long time, and then she spoke calmly.

"It doesn't matter. Before I find your brother, I will temporarily protect you on his behalf."

"...Forget it." Yin Yun was speechless, turning his head away from her, "I don't want to pin my hopes on a bird."

"Please respect your elders."

"Please don't arbitrarily climb the ranks."

Huo Yinting grabbed the clothes hanging by the window with his mouth, and slammed it to him: "If you have time for this nonsense, get up quickly."

"Humph."

Unexpectedly, before Yin Yun got dressed, he suddenly heard a loud noise from outside the house, and it seemed that someone had come to the door.

Huo Yinting and Yin Yun looked at each other, and she immediately jumped off the window sill and changed back to the appearance of a girl in white. When the two went out, they happened to see two young male villagers outside the door, pointing at the old man’s nose and cursing.

"I heard my daughter-in-law say last night. I came to see you this morning. Sure enough, you hid two outsiders at home! Old stuff, do you not know the rules of the village or pretend to be stupid?!"

The old man hunched his waist and replied with a sad face: "They just encountered a temporary difficulty and won't stay for too long..."

"You just talk a lot of nonsense!" One of them gave him a vicious hand and almost pushed him somersault. "What happened in the village back then, and who did it, you know best in your heart! You can't live without it! How long has it been before we don’t care about you, you’re in the dark, right?"

The old man staggered back, and was supported by Yin Yun who came out. Huo Yinting stood by and looked around and said quietly, "I was so disturbed last night. I'm very sorry. We will leave as soon as possible. Please don't be embarrassed anymore. This old man."

The man saw that she was a pretty girl, and she had a bullying look, and he became even more arrogant for a while: "You think it's enough to apologize? You broke the rules of our village, how is this account calculated?"

"How do you count?"

"Of course you will lose money, otherwise you don't want to leave the village easily!"

Huo Yinting smiled, her hands slammed, and the firewood that she had been holding in her palm was snapped at the waist, making a crisp sound. She met the strange eyes of the two opposite people and threw the firewood under their feet.

"Well, I take off your hands and feet, and pay a sum of money, even if I compensate you for the rest of my life, how?"

Yin Yun nodded again and again, and agreed: "This is a good idea, count me." He raised his hand in a leisurely manner, and saw a cluster of fire wiping the opponent's cheek and whizzing past, instantly igniting a pile of withered grass behind him.

"Once again, this fire will burn your faces."

The two men were shocked, knowing that they had encountered a character that was not easy to provoke, and they didn't dare to be presumptuous anymore, they only muttered a few words angrily, and left with one step at a time.

Yin Yun asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?"

The old man sighed and shook his head, the sadness between his eyebrows and eyes was even worse. After all, he didn't say any more, he just staggered into the house.

The two stood outside the door, relatively silent, and Huo Yinting spoke for a moment.

"Did you see something again?"

Yin Yun frowned: "The lifespan of the two people just now has less than one day left."

"You might as well say that they will die soon."

"You can say that."

Huo Yinting pondered for a while, and then slowly said, "There is a word I have to say, in fact, when I passed the outhouse just now, I found this next to the old man's cabinet."

She raised her hand, and there was a purse with tassels hanging from her fingertips. The purse was embroidered with delicate patterns, the color was slightly yellow, and it should have been there for some years.

Yin Yunqi said, "Could it be that you want to tell me that it's not normal for an old man who lives alone to keep a woman's purse?"

"...No, I mean, the embroidery on this purse is exactly the same as the embroidery on the white female ghost's placket last night."

Yin Yun didn’t know why that purse had the same embroidery as that of the white female ghost’s clothes. Yin Yun didn’t know, and he couldn’t ask the old man directly. He thought about it again and again. He thought the best way was to travel back in time. Maybe he could find out. What clues.

"Hey, will you follow me?"

He can travel through time and space, that is, use the power of Red Maple's hand to return to the past at the same place, so as to figure out the truth of the matter.

Huo Yinting was looking into the distance with her hands in a trance. Qiu Feng rustled up the corners of her snow-white clothes. She turned her head and answered calmly: "Where are you going, I will naturally follow."

"Don't say it as if you are eating me, after all, I think it's very troublesome to take you with me."

"You are really a lot of nonsense, don't you want to cross? Find a place where no one is, and quickly wear it."

"..."

Traveling through time is a piece of cake for Yin Yun. It’s not a long time, but when he sees the soft light emerging from the open space behind the house, when the clouds and mist dissipated in the line of sight, the two are already standing in the same position-but the previous one. The dilapidated earthen hut still looks clean and brand new, and it has just been built.

Huo Yinting looked around: "Where is the time of crossing?"

Yin Yun shook his head decisively: "I don't know, just wear it casually, and continue to wear it if you can't find a clue."

"Your irresponsible laziness is really appreciated."

"Thanks."

"But it should actually be forty or fifty years ago."

"...How did you tell?"

Huo Yinting silently pointed forward.

Yin Yun looked in the direction he was pointing, and saw a young and handsome man walking towards this side, tall and strong, with vigorous walking, he was an old man in his youth.

"Your eyes are really good. I definitely can't tell when I change it. This is the same person we saw before."

How did a man with light in his eyes and wind walking with his eyes turned into such a depressed look in the erosion of time, as if there is nothing worthy of nostalgia in this life, living, just to walk step by step It's death.

Both Huo Yinting and Yin Yun knew that the mental state of the old man had nothing to do with whether he was getting old or not. Sadness and despair came from the heart.

What happened in this Chishui Village?

"Hey, someone is here again."

Huo Yinting didn't answer, he heard a pretty young girl's voice, with a smile that couldn't be concealed.

"Wei Jie! Wei Jie, stop!"

It turned out that the old man's name was Wei Jie.

Wei Jie's footsteps suddenly stopped. He turned around and let the beautiful girl with long hair and apricot eyes fly over and hug him. His eyebrows became extremely soft, and he raised his hand to caress her white little face.

"Lily of the valley, what's the matter?"

The girl named Suzuran stretched out her arms around his neck, her tone of voice seemed to be coquettish: "Didn't you say that you met by the river this morning? You unexpectedly made an appointment!"

Wei Jie explained patiently: "No, it's not the appointed time yet, I'm going to go home and change clothes right away."

"But I can't wait, I must come to find you in advance."

The two embraced sweetly and stayed in place for a long time, until Linglan's brows and eyes curled to urge Wei Jie to enter the house, but when Wei Jie was about to open the door, she called him again.

"and many more."

Wei Jie turned around obediently, and held her little hand again: "What else is there?"

"Send you a gift." She took out a purse from her arms, smiled and stuffed it into his palm, "Didn't you like the pattern on my coat last time? I embroidered it for a long time, so I can't dislike it."

He took the purse and put it in his heart, his face was reddened: "You gave it, and I naturally have to keep it properly. How can I dislike it?"

Suzuran smiled, suddenly leaned forward, and kissed him on the cheek: "Talking is what you say."

The sunlight just happened to make the pair of Bi people bathed in light gold light and shadow, like a pure and incomparably beautiful painting.

Yin Yun sighed: "Why don't we go back first, don't we bother others here, right?"

The red light of Red Maple's hands wrapped him again, and he subconsciously wanted to turn his head back to greet Huo Yinting, but saw that the latter had slowly stepped to his side.

"Let's go."

Their eyes met, and the two looked away at almost the same moment.

After returning to the dilapidated earthen house, Huo Yinting stepped on a dry tree branch with his foot and spoke in a low voice.

"The girl named Lily of the valley is the female ghost in white clothes in the river, I will not admit it wrong."

"I guessed it if you didn't say it, otherwise the purse cannot be explained."

"So what did Weijie and Linglan go through in the first place that caused the current situation and even affected the entire village?"

Yin Yun said: "For this kind of thing, you have to ask the person involved."

"All right."

Unexpectedly, the two of them had just made up their minds, before they returned to the house to find Wei Jie, they heard the horrified shouts of people in the village and the tearing cry of women from a distance.

"Something went wrong-Wei Lao San and Wei Zhuzi were killed by a female ghost -"

The bodies of Wei Laosan and Wei Zhuzi were found by the river. When they died, half of their bodies were immersed in the red river water. The wet ground on the bank was full of scratches, and they should have been forcibly dragged down.

They died in a terrible state, with their eyes protruding and their tongues sticking out. They were obviously chopped off their neck bones. The dark purple and black handprints on their necks can already explain the problem.

Wei Lao San’s wife was crying: “The one at noon is the same as being caught by an evil spirit. Her eyes were straight and she was about to go out and couldn’t stop it. I found that the person has died..."

Huo Yinting stood on the periphery of the crowd, and turned his head to look at Yin Yun upon hearing the words: "You are quite accurate, saying that there is less than one day left, and you will die soon."

"I'm a spiritual detective, can this little thing be mistaken?" Yin Yun snorted coldly. "This female ghost has a deep obsession, has existed for a long time, and the corresponding power is so powerful that even the day dared to come out to cause trouble— -Although it is to reduce the damage by possessing one's body."

"Are you sure to catch her?"

"I guess it's impossible for her to show up again during the day. Forcing her to show up may cause panic. Wait for the night."

While the two were talking, the third wife of Wei's wife suddenly turned her head and looked over here. She showed a fierce look and screamed in her throat: "It's them! Those two stayed at the old man Wei Jie's house. Outsiders! In the morning, they used magic tricks to scare my husband and brother. They might have colluded with the female ghosts in the river. They were in the same group!"

Her remarks are quite provocative. After all, the rule of not leaving outsiders in Chishui Village has lasted for many years. Although terrible legends have always existed, the village has been calm and peaceful in recent years. Why did you live in inexplicably this time? Two young people, the murder happened the next day?

There was a commotion on April and Monday, and the villagers surrounded the two of them, each raising a twelve-point vigilance. The eyes looking at them were intertwined with disgust and fear. Some people even quietly took the iron axe and sickle, not knowing what to do.

Yin Yun was not nervous, let alone rushing to argue. He just pointed to the outside of the team lazily: "Eh, what about you, put down the guy who used the field, the thing is useless except to irritate me. ."

Huo Yinting smiled beside him: "We didn't kill people, but if you say this, you shouldn't believe it."

It was probably because her tone was relatively flat, giving people an illusion of weakness. The third wife of Wei's daughter-in-law became more courageous, and stared at her straightly: "You said it wasn't you who killed it. What about the evidence? Obviously it is. For your murderous hands, I want you to pay for my husband and brother!"

Everyone nodded in agreement: "Yes, divide these two enchanting five horses and throw them into the Chishui River to feed the fish!"

The laws of Fengqi State often fail to take care of such remote places. Caoshua’s life is a common occurrence. Yin Yun sneered when he heard the words, “Feeding the fish? It’s a dead river. Where are the fish?”

The third wife of Wei yelled: "Anyway, tie them up first!"

"Who dare I?" Huo Yinting's tone was not high, but it happened to be able to be heard clearly by everyone present. She said, "You have seen how your husband and brother died, even if it wasn't us killed, think Let you die as badly as the two of them, and I can do it too-do you want to try?"

Do you want to try?

This smiling sentence did not rush, but managed to calm Wei's third wife's daughter-in-law. She turned her eyes slightly and saw the looming golden light in Huo Yinting's palm, her heartbeat stopped for a while, and then she looked hesitant.

People are afraid of death, and they are more or less timid about unknown forces, bluffing and frightening.

"Let's go." Yin Yun turned around and didn't look at the group of people again. "Don't worry, we won't live in this village for too long. We will leave when the matter is resolved. If anyone else comes to cause trouble in the meantime, Don't blame me for being merciless."

"..."

When he walked far away and was sure that no one was coming, Huo Yinting calmly said: "Let's go to Wei Jie and ask about the past of him and Lily Lan."

"good."

I have to ask about the story fifty years ago, buried deep in the dust of time.

When pushing open the old wooden door, Yin Yun saw that Wei Jie was sitting at the table with a cup of muddy tea in front of him. The latter heard footsteps and raised his head, his eyes lightened.

"You are back?"

"Well, I'm back."

Wei Jie whispered: "Are people dead in the village?"

Yin Yun nodded: "It's the third Wei who embarrassed you in the morning, and his brother-in-law Wei Zhuzi."

Wei Jie was silent and did not speak for a long time. Huo Yinting observed his increasingly solemn expression and asked thoughtfully, "Old man, you also know how they died, right?"

Maybe it was, I guessed it a long time ago.

Hearing Wei Jie sighed, he smiled bitterly, as if recalling the unforgettable past many years ago, and even the wrinkles were concealed with deep and shallow sadness, which was hard to let go.

"I know, no matter how long, the person I love will still be so stubborn."

Yin Yun could see that the other party's positive life was slowly shortening. There were only two days left. He pressed his thin lips slightly and couldn't tell what his emotions were: "Is the person you love called lily of the valley?"

"You... how do you recognize her?"

"Because I can see the past."

"..."

"So we want to hear the truth about what happened in Chishui Village fifty years ago."

Wei Jie suddenly coughed violently. He stopped Huo Yinting's intended to support hand, tremblingly drank the cup of tea on the table, and then panted and answered word by word.

"Lily of the valley was locked in a cage by the villagers and sank at the bottom of the river."

With tears in his eyes, he slowly untied his coarse cloth shirt, exposing his chest and arms, the criss-crossing scars, which have not faded in the past few years, showing how tragic it was at the beginning.

"And these old injuries are also proof that I was beaten to death by the villagers at that time-a pity, I was useless, and I couldn't save her in the end."

After all, it is difficult for a lover to escape the end of the yin and yang separation. Since then, Weijia Village has also fallen into a red nightmare that can never be shaken off.

That was the resentment and hatred of the young girl Suzuran, the testimony that she could not love and died because of wrongs, and the curse that she has engraved on this land for all her life.

The author has something to say: Xiaohuo: Stop beeping, I have seen people who look better than you, did I say anything?