The owner of those eyes was much more cautious than before. If the person in the room made the slightest movement, it would be vigilant and ready to escape. On such a rainy night, it had to be hit with one strike. Sling was not even willing to take the risk of walking through the door, and walked directly through the half-open door.

The window rolled out.

The patter of raindrops outside the window hit her face. She learned the lesson from last time and immediately poked those eyes with two fingers.

It rained continuously in the past few days and the ground was slippery. She held the other person and rolled around on the muddy ground twice before she could see the face under her clearly. At this time, she felt a little regret again - squatting outside the window to peek

Yes, it was the child she met at the ancestral hall that day.

The thought of not being able to let down her guard and the feeling of guilt were at war in her mind. She held on to the child's arm with one hand, and patted him randomly with the other hand, adding two more to him.

Clay handprints.

Si Ling wiped the mud marks on the child's face with his clean arm and looked at it through the light cast from the room. The child's eyes were bright and slightly glowing green. He raised his dirty face

Little face: "Sister."

The raindrops kept hitting her face, which affected her vision. Siling didn't dare to relax her body. She didn't dare to press on her with her whole body, and she was afraid that her strength was too weak. Secretary Wang's injured shoulder hadn't healed yet, and she was too afraid of being violently raped by the child.

Take off and run away.

Her attention was all focused on this "prey", and she didn't notice how long it had passed before a piece of clothing covered her head. She breathed a sigh of relief, closed her eyes that were sore from the rain, and took a deep breath.

Take a sip. The faint scent of lilac mixed with earth is sucked into the chest together with the cool, moist air.

"It was you who was peeking all this time?"

Sure enough, it was Fang Muzhi. He could always find her right away, even in the mud.

…

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, hitting the top of the wooden house with a tinkling sound.

"I'm here to help my sister. I'm my sister's friend." The child cowardly hid behind Sling. "If my sister wants to go out, I can help. But I can only take her alone."

Si Ling wiped her hair without raising her eyelids, "I don't want to go out. Just go, don't let me catch you peeking out of the window again."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the room immediately changed, "You want to stay with Fang, but I don't know what your purpose is. But regarding this child, little girl, it doesn't matter if you alone said it."

Si Ling ignored Taoist Lu's explosive words. She believed that Fang Muzhi could stand on her side unconditionally, and then looked at Cheng Ping. She originally thought that this child was the biggest breakthrough point, but when the words came to her lips, everything changed.

Made a turn.

Is it because Jiang Yu finally said that only one person can go out?

She couldn't figure it out herself, so how could she expect others to trust her unfounded hunch.

Cheng Ping leaned against the window, looking at the heavy rain outside the window and never looked back. He was not sure whether he was paying attention. After a long while, he uttered an irrelevant sentence: "The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the wind is picking up..."

He stretched his hand out of the window and caught the rainwater in his palm, "Qingyu, can you see if the north wind is blowing?"

Cheng Ping is usually a bit stubborn, but he will never use such measures as changing the topic to alleviate internal conflicts.

"I like my sister, and I don't want her to disappear. The few people who lived here before have disappeared, and my sister will disappear if she continues to live here." The child pulled Sling's hand. His little hand was warm and he held it.

Soft.

Si Ling looked at Fang Muzhi. "I don't agree with being alone." He was also looking out the window at this time, his brows were slightly knitted together, but his tone was very relaxed.

Cheng Ping never looked back, as if there was something outside the window that he had to keep staring at. Si Ling didn't want to argue with Taoist Lu anymore, so he knelt down and said to the child: "What's your name? Why can I only take my sister alone?"

?Can you take my brother with you?"

"Wang Xiaoming." His eyes wandered between the several people in the room, and he said hesitantly: "...It's okay...but...I like my sister. But it can only be one person."

"Sister needs to think about it, can you give her some time?"

"Then I'll wait for you at the entrance of the village for a while. You have to come quickly, I have to go home before dawn." Wang Xiaoming's eyes were clear, and his breasts were milky when he spoke. Siling became more and more undecided. There seemed to be something in her heart.

The voice was contradicting her judgment. Apart from intuition, she had no basis for making her decision in a short period of time. Or was it really like what Taoist Lu said, that she couldn't let go of Fang Muzhi?

Wang Xiaoming climbed out of the window, poked his head in and said, "I'm waiting for my sister."

The heavy rain outside the window quickly hid the child's back, and Fang Muzhi's brows never relaxed. Although no one spoke anymore, the long-lasting sense of depression with no progress was about to overflow from the room.

"I will definitely find a way to come back as soon as possible. Fang Muzhi, Cheng Ping, please give me the contact information of the people who can help." Si Ling squeezed the long-dead cell phone in her pocket, and she promised that she would

Will come back as soon as possible.

"I don't agree."

"I don't agree!"

Jiang Qingyu and Fang Muzhi said in unison.

Jiang Qingyu stood in front of the door and spoke loudly: "I don't trust you. If I go out, I will definitely come back. Why do you believe that you will come back and take risks for Fang Muzhi? Maybe if you go out, we will all die.

Here."

"I could have sworn it!"

"I don't believe in swearing!"

Si Ling's hand was already pressed on the door handle, "I said, I will definitely come back. That child may not succeed, so don't waste time."

A loud thunder struck.

The blade of Jiang Qingyu's right hand was pressed against Si Ling's neck, and the pulse gate of his left hand was held by Fang Muzhi. He ignored Fang Muzhi's threat and repeated: "It must be me!"

"If you dare to touch her, I guarantee that no one will leave this room alive tonight."

"It is indeed more suitable for Qingyu to go. He has the advantage in physical strength." Because of Cheng Ping's statement, the votes in the room completely went to Jiang Qingyu. Si Ling did not insist on competing between her and Jiang Qingyu.

She wanted to go because she never felt that the child would successfully take her out. What was more important was not physical strength, but gathering more useful information.

In fact, she felt that the most attentive person should be Fang Muzhi, but Siling did not push him out. If there was something wrong with the child, she would definitely not be at ease if a kind-hearted person like Fang Muzhi was with him.

"Okay. But you must not think about being able to go out. I mean, maybe, that child can't do what he said." Sling slowly loosened his hand on the door and exhaled, "Safety
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