Chapter 65, Chapter 6, Tang Yan! (2)

Isn't this true? It's just a dream, right? Yin Hui's heart felt as if the five-flavor bottle had been knocked over.

Tang Yan found that Yin Hui's expression looked like an eggplant beaten by frost. She was also very surprised, so she touched his forehead: "Why does your face look so ugly? Do you have a fever?"

Sure enough, taking a closer look, black energy has appeared on Tang Yan's Yintang. Although it is not as thick as Qian Fang's that day, it does appear. And the natal lanterns on her shoulders and the top of her head have begun to slowly change. Weak.

Seeing all this, Yin Hui's strength was drained instantly, and she fell slumped against the wall, expressionless and speechless.

"Tang Yan, help me get..." Shen Feifei came out of the bathroom, but did not see Yin Hui still at the bedroom door. As soon as she walked out of the bathroom, she saw Yin Hui, and she screamed in fright and fell back: "Yin Hui Hui, you big pervert, who put you here?"

How could Yin Hui be in the mood to pay attention to Shen Feifei? Instead, she grabbed Tang Yan, dragged her out of the room, threw her on the sofa and asked: "Tang Yan, do you feel that something is wrong in some part of your body?"

After hearing his meaningless words, Tang Yan was a little confused: "Are you kidding? What's wrong? I don't feel anything is wrong?"

After staring at her for a long time, Yin Hui nodded thoughtfully, then took out his cell phone and dialed Lao Zhaotou's number.

"Master, please come to my place."

Zhao Deshui on the other end of the phone seemed to be in poor health. After coughing four or five times in a row, he calmed down and said, "What's wrong, boy? Is something okay?"

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"Oh, what's the matter?" Old Zhaotou felt a little more energetic. He knew his apprentice's temper and would not go to the Three Treasures Hall for any reason. If he went to the Three Treasures Hall, it must be a big deal.

Yin Hui smiled noncommittally: "I know who will die next."

"What?!" Lao Zhaotou almost yelled out these two words. It was precisely because he was so excited at the moment that he coughed continuously next.

Not only him, but Tang Yan also jumped up, looked at Yin Hui and asked: "Yin Hui, tell me, who is next?"

She was not an idiot. She had already seen the clues from Yin Hui's series of abnormal behaviors before. And his words now made Tang Yan feel more uneasy.

Yin Hui didn't answer, but frowned, waved his hand, and motioned for her to sit down first. Tang Yan had no choice but to sit down. She knew the other person's temper. If he didn't want to answer a question, he wouldn't tell you even if he pulled out his teeth.

The other end of the phone was very calm. There was not even a slight throb of a pin drop. It was as if the phone had been hung up, but there was no blind tone. Yin Hui understood that this was Zhao Deshui thinking. About five minutes had passed. , the other end of the phone gave a heavy hum, and then hung up quickly.

Turning off her phone, Yin Hui threw it on the glass coffee table without looking at it.

"All this happened so suddenly." Yin Hui fell down decadently and lay on the sofa. Yin Hui rolled her hair back, revealing her white and glorious forehead.

Looking up, the ceiling was covered with a layer of haze. What was frightening was that this cold tone stayed in the entire apartment. Although Tang Yan and the others couldn't see it, they could clearly find that there was something there. , everyone seems to have this kind of energy fluctuation around them.

A psychologist once came to the conclusion: The most terrifying thing in the world is not the destruction of human beings. It is that you are the only one left on the entire earth. What you have to face is not only physical loneliness,

Also, mental torture.

But for Yin Hui, the most terrifying thing is that no one else can see the things that she can see. They are on the treetops or the top of the building, waving to you, or riding the same bus with you.

Sitting on the left, he sat on the right. They were male and female, old and young, ancient and modern.

Thoughts were running through his mind like rewinding. When the memory was fixed on the last focus, Yin Hui discovered that the feeling he had when he saw the first ghost in the funeral parlor came back.

So real, so textured, and so... long time gone.

Now, he was like a poor child, cowering in a corner in fear, facing the endless darkness.

Yin Hui could clearly feel that her fingers were trembling, followed closely by her wrists, entire arms, shoulders... everything around her was deforming, transforming into the deepest layer of fear in her heart.

Even things that usually seemed warm have now turned into demons and ghosts, grinning ferociously and acting recklessly.

And that gray aura was like a god of death standing next to him, staring down at him, as if he was also looking down at it.

At this moment, he finally knew what it meant to be insignificant.

"Yin Hui, what happened? Tell me. Let's go report the crime. Really, the funeral parlor can't afford any more deaths." Tang Yan's eyes were full of panic, but she still tried her best to cover up the panic with her calmness.

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"Don't be afraid, everything will be fine with me here." Yin Hui calmed down and said warmly.

Tang Yan didn't ask any more questions. She knew that Yin Hui would not answer her, but hearing Yin Hui's excuse still touched a certain place in her heart and she was very moved.

"Hey, what are you two doing, honeymoon or dating?" Shen Feifei walked out of the room and asked curiously when she saw a sentimental look on their faces.

"It's nothing, just a casual chat." Yin Hui restrained his excessive expression and smiled calmly. Naturally, he would not hold back his words.

"Well, it seems that I'm disturbing you. Well, I'll hide. You can chat as much as you like!" Shen Feifei dragged out the last word 'chat', and then gave Tang Yan an unexpectedly long look, and then asked

Flash into the room and insist on creating a sweet space for two people.

At this time, there was a clear knock on the door from outside the house. Shen Feifei, who was about to get into the room, stopped and spread her hands, feeling helpless: "Oh! I didn't want to be this light bulb, but in the end, it came again.

Light a lightbulb. Let’s do it! You two chat, and I chat with this person, so I won’t disturb you.”

After saying that, she ignored Yin Hui's fierce expression and ran to the door wearing a pair of pink slippers.

Unscrewing the door lock, Shen Feifei found that the visitor turned out to be an old man with beads of sweat on his face. When she looked carefully, she found that it was Zhao Deshui.

"Oh, it turns out to be Master Zhao." She pouted in disappointment.

Before he could change his shoe covers, Lao Zhaotou hurried in: "Boy, I'm here!"

Seeing the rows of footprints behind Zhao Deshui, Shen Feifei, who had just finished mopping the floor in the morning, had a pout that could hang two oil bottles.

Yin Hui sat up from the sofa, respectfully gave up his seat to Lao Zhaotou, and served him tea and water. Needless to say, this was the rule of Maoshan, and it was also the rule that Yin Hui recognized from the beginning.

"Boy, stop busying yourself with these trivial matters and tell me who is next."

Yin Hui's hand for pouring tea was hanging in the air and he was stunned. The newly brewed Longjing tea spilled onto the table and he forgot to take it back. It wasn't until Tang Yan called him that he finally woke up and hurriedly shouted. Packing it up, but Yin Hui's mind was not on it at all. After a slight negligence, she dropped the cup and broke it. Tang Yan put her hands on her hips and couldn't stand it anymore, so she pushed Yin Hui aside and packed it up herself. .

Yin Hui let go of his hand with some hesitation, and then sat on the sofa without saying a word.

"Tell me quickly, who is next?" Old Zhaotou was a little anxious.
Chapter completed!