Xiang Ya hurriedly left Zhang Fanyu's embrace, and she whispered, "Shen Zhiliu?"

The long painting that was stuck on the ground and was about to be soaked by the spreading water was picked up by Xiang Ya in time.

She looked at the scene in the painting in amazement. A man who resembled Shen Zhiliu seven to eight percent was sitting in a secluded study room, holding a book in his hand, reading the contents of the book fascinatedly. At the lower part of the door, a piece of white clothes billowed up.

Who is the person outside the study? So the ancient Shen Zhiliu is the person in the painting?

The incident gradually became confusing.

Xiang Ya squeezed both ends of the painting scroll tightly, and couldn't help but look up at the forest that was as quiet as a dead thing.

That's right, the towns we passed through before entering the mountain were lively, but after entering the mountain, apart from the sound of collisions with branches and mud, there was no sound of insects and birds in this mountain.

In other words, this is a dead mountain.

Xiang Ya hurriedly looked back at the way he came from. A large white mist rose there at some point, making it difficult for people to see the appearance of the path clearly.

"Ya Ya, what's the matter?" Zhang Fanyu stopped talking since Xiang Ya left his embrace. He thought that something might be happening in the outside world that he couldn't perceive.

Soon, Xiang Ya patted his hand, reassuring him that he didn't have to worry about it, and at the same time motioned him to continue talking.

Zhang Fanyu breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to speak.

And Xiang Ya began to consciously drag Zhang Fanyu into the dilapidated inn.

She looked back frequently and stared at the path blocked by the ancient tree. More and more white mist was coming from outside, and the world gradually became a vast expanse of whiteness.

The fog was thick and the mountains were cold, and even the surrounding temperature dropped a little.

Xiang Ya dismissed the idea of ​​going back to the town to find Mei Qingniang, she felt that if she and Zhang Fanyu rushed into the dense fog now, they would just lose their way and find no way out.

What's more, ever since the ancient Shen Zhiliu became a painting, heavy fog appeared and tended to drive them to the inn.

'Since you want me to enter the inn so much, wouldn't it be a disappointment to the manipulator behind me if I don't go in? ’ Looking away from Ya, he thought to himself.

Xiang Ya tightened Zhang Fanyu's hand, staring at the half-fallen plaque in front of him with piercing eyes.

Zhang Fanyu behind him stated what happened after being knocked unconscious.

"When I woke up, it was already dark outside. There were many guests in the inn, and people's voices were everywhere downstairs."

"I covered my aching wound and walked out, only to realize that I had returned to my room without knowing it. I was standing upstairs and saw Shen Zhiliu and Manager Li in the main building talking with some..."

His throat moved up and down slightly, recalling the scene at night, Zhang Fanyu only felt creepy.

Xiang Ya also stopped at this moment, and the gate of the inn was in front of him.

Sensing the approach of a living person, the half-opened door opened completely, and the black threshold was right in front of them, facing Xiang Ya and their inn, gradually the lively voices sounded, drifting from far to near, becoming more and more clear.

And a group of transparent human figures appeared out of thin air in the living room of the main building.

Xiang Ya's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and the memory that belonged to a long time ago seemed to be revived.

"Those people" wore more ancient costumes, exchanged glasses, and smiled kindly.

"Someone" raised his hand and called the waiter next to him to come over for more wine; "someone" shook his body slightly from side to side to put the baby who had just finished crying to sleep; "someone" was holding a blue booklet and muttering with his head down.

Just when the man was thinking, he subconsciously raised his head and looked outside the door, and seemed to see Xiang Ya who was standing in front of the door...

In Xiang Ya's eyes, the old and dilapidated old inn full of cobwebs is being revived - the collapsed door is erected, the decayed wooden pillars have become new, and the shabby roof decoration is low-key and simple.

Those people in the building, their figures became more and more solid, the man holding the booklet smiled and waved to Ya to signal her to come in, still talking.

"Little Ya Ya, long time no see."

...

"They chatted with some strange-looking spirits that looked like humans, and from time to time there were moving paper figures going in and out of the inn, acting like living people."

Zhang Fanyu's words overlapped with those erratic words, but Xiang Ya felt as if he couldn't hear it properly.

Or she didn't want to hear the distant voice really.

The strength of her pinching Fanyu increased unconsciously. Zhang Fanyu seemed to sense the resistance in her heart and walked closer to her, trying to give her more security.

But Xiang Ya did not refuse to enter the inn because of her inner resistance. On the contrary, she only had a dignified expression, and she had stepped in halfway.

She relaxed her strength and pinched Zhang Fanyu's palm, indicating that he could continue talking.

"The originally quiet inn seemed to be completely 'lived' in another world. I finally understood why before I came, Yan Li said that the guests received here are both human and ghost, but when I finally saw this scene, I felt very scary."

"In a world where people and ghosts are not divided, the boundaries between everyone are gradually blurring..."

"Shen Zhiliu, including Fang Yi, who was beside him with a dazed expression, and Manager Li, who is a ghost, couldn't perceive this blurring of boundaries."

Zhang Fanyu subconsciously felt that the consequences of this kind of thing were unbearable for ordinary people, but he still couldn't accurately describe the strange feeling until now.

He couldn't help but say: "Everyone seems to be framed in a silent world, everyone will be blurred out and become like themselves, this is a very scary thing..."

"It's terrifying, it's terrifying..."

Zhang Fanyu emphasized the things that he felt terrifying intuition several times.

Xiang Ya couldn't help but let go of her concern about the weird scene in front of her. She stopped and looked at him sideways. Even though she knew that Zhang Fanyu couldn't hear, she still blurted out the question.

"why?"

Zhang Fanyu seemed to be able to receive her question at the moment, and the timing was just right to answer this question.

"Because, the line of cause and effect is blurred."

Zhang Fanyu didn't know why he said this, but the moment he said it, even himself was surprised.

Xiang Ya and he have heard the three words "causal line", from Yan Li and from Lin Tian.

But these few words, both of them are very secretive, and are unwilling to say more.

Xiang Ya frowned, and immediately turned his head to face the lively interior of the inn in front of him. The figures of those people swayed a few times, like the surface of the water thrown by stones, creating ripples.

In an instant, the phantoms returned to normal, and their figures became more and more solid, as if they were reincarnated as human beings.

Zhang Fanyu tried hard to get rid of this strange and dangerous feeling, and said to himself, "At that time, I found out that they were abnormal, but I couldn't wake them up. At that time, the owner of the inn, Mei Chenmeng, came back, and she kept watching I."

"I recognized her skirt and knew it was her who knocked me out."

"The female paper man who pretended to be you was also entangled. She thought I didn't know anything, but in my eyes, she was completely in the state of a paper man, with an appearance that looked nothing like you, strangely Post it..."

"Mei Chenmeng was staring at me at that time, and it was only then that I realized that she and the paper figurine mistakenly thought that I couldn't see their real appearance, so I pretended not to notice the abnormal situation."

"But try to ensure that Shen Zhiliu and the others are not entangled by those spirits. I tried to leave the inn, but soon found that there was a thick fog outside under the night, and I couldn't find the way out."

"The way I thought of it at the time was to wait until 12 o'clock in the evening before we could use the dream to escape."

Hearing this, Xiang Ya no longer cared that the strange ancient figure had spotted her, and was crossing the weedy paradise, trying to come towards her.

She quickly wrote the word "艽" in Zhang Fanyu's hand.

She wants to ask: "What about Yi Geng?"—Where is she in the inn where all the demons gather?

Among the five sleep testers, only she has not yet appeared in the described danger.

Almost at the same time, Zhang Fanyu knew that the person she was asking was Yi Jia. He frowned and replied: "That person found me a quarter of an hour before the dream opened at nearly 12 o'clock in the evening. She said she knew where you were, but I wanted to find you. Be prepared to endure physical pain."

"Because, she said that your dreams will be different from those of the other four of us."

As soon as these words landed, the person who had completely materialized had already come to Xiang Ya, his eyes were full of great thoughts that she couldn't understand.

He smiled and said, "Little Ya Ya, I thought you forgot your way home again this time."

The man seemed to be very familiar with her, he took her hand freely and led her inside.

Xiang Ya heard herself talking, but it wasn't from her reason.

"Yeah, Dad Huang, it took me a long time to think about it, this time it's faster." Her voice had a tenderness that she hadn't seen for a long time.

When Xiang Ya heard this sentence coming out of his mouth, he was very dazed. He looked at the man in front of him, and then looked back at Zhang Fanyu who knew nothing.

Zhang Fanyu was still saying at this time: "Yi Jia said that you can only walk out if I lead your way, and I have to give up part of my body to lead you out."

"Ya Ya, I gave up my eyes, but I found that it was not enough. I came here to find you. I need to sacrifice more, so my hearing is gone."

He didn't seem to feel how difficult it was for him to move an inch after he didn't sleep, and he wanted to smile at Xiang Ya as always.

Looking back, Xiang Ya happened to see that the panic in her heart was filled with sourness, and she hurriedly broke away from Apa Huang's hand.

"Where is this place?!" She asked coldly, her tone suddenly changing.

Aunt Huang looked at her in astonishment, and the diners inside were also startled, they stopped their movements one after another, looked over, and the aunt who collected money at the front desk wiped her hands and hurriedly opened the fence and ran out.

"What's the matter? Why are the two fathers and daughters arguing so well? The guests are all watching..." The woman hurriedly grabbed the man's hand and wanted to pull Xiang Ya's hand again.

"Isn't it normal that Xiaoyaya can't remember?"

Xiang Ya's brain received the information in confusion. The couple in front of him were the owners of the inn, but from their words, she was also their daughter.

But these two people look completely different from Xiang Zhonghe, Lina and the others, so where did they come to recognize her as their daughter?

Xiang Ya tried her best to ignore the sense of familiarity coming up, she tried to calmly and quickly analyze - and at present, in the eyes of this couple, it is normal for her not to remember them, but she must remember the way back here.

Back to the Dream Inn.

'Why is this? ’ Xiang Ya couldn’t help asking himself, “Why did I come back here, and it’s normal to act like I’ve forgotten everything?”

Father Huang didn't care about Xiang Ya's inner turmoil at this moment, he looked at her steadfastly, and explained: "Ya Ya, this is your home, how can you forget it?"

"Life after life, you will come back here."

"This is the oath you made to your parents with your own mouth."

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A chapter mixed with the main line, Nice~