"Fourth brother, I'll go with you."

Without any explanation, he quickly followed Zhao Youcai and ran out of Yizhuang.

The black clouds accumulated more and more, the sky completely darkened, the strong wind howled, and when it penetrated the doors and windows, it made a disturbing scream.

Less than a quarter of an hour after the firewood-collecting team had left, it began to rain heavily.

Bean-sized raindrops crackled on the tiles, and dripped down along the corners of the eaves, forming crystal clear bead curtains. When the strong wind came, they flew obliquely like flowers and broken jade.

Chen Xuedao stood under the eaves, watching the rainstorm silently, without saying a word.

"Father, what are you thinking?" Chen Wei walked over cheerfully, "Don't worry, we have a lot of escorts, whether it's the Excalibur Villa or the Sword God Villa, I'll take the brothers on the road with your order." flat."

Chen Xuedao looked back at his daughter, with a gentle expression on his serious expression, and said:

"Don't be reckless!"

At this time, a few figures were holding the firewood, lowered their heads, and rushed into Yizhuang in a hurry. It was Zhao Youcai and Lin Ci.

"Father, we're back. We'll come when we catch half of the rain. If we don't come back, all the firewood will be soaked." Zhao Youcai rushed into Yizhuang, throwing down the half-wet firewood, and yelled:

"Fortunately, we have a large number of people, so the firewood should be enough."

The bonfire was soon lit up, and the bodyguards used iron pots to catch the rainwater, put them on the bonfire, threw in dried meat and salt, cooked a pot of hot broth, and served it with steamed buns.

After filling their stomachs, the escorts sat silently around the campfire.

With the disappearance of the bodyguard two nights ago, no one dared to sleep, and the atmosphere was a little dignified.

There was heavy rain outside Yizhuang, and the wind became more and more violent. The doors and windows that had been in disrepair shook slightly in the wind.

Zhang Yuanqing sat cross-legged at the door, and the heartless third sister was half leaning on him, her eyes were sleepy, as if she would fall asleep at any moment.

Alas, I suddenly understood why Zhuo Peiran didn't like Lin Ci anymore. No matter how dull he was, he should be able to feel the close relationship between Chen Wei and Lin Ci. Zhang Yuanqing murmured to himself.

As for whether Zhuo Peiran noticed the green hair on his head, he didn't know.

After all, Zhuo Peiran is a bewitching demon with a bit of resourcefulness and city power, not a fire master.

Suddenly, a gust of wind hit, and the lattice door of Yizhuang blew "clang", rain foam and strong wind poured in, and the bonfire shook violently.

Zhang Yuanqing, who was already tense, turned his head suddenly, only to see the miserable wind and rain outside, and the darkness of the night. Other than that, there was no abnormality.

I was taken aback. Zhang Yuanqing muttered to himself, got up and closed the lattice door.

Just as he closed the door and turned around, he suddenly froze.

The bonfire crackled, and the bodyguards sitting cross-legged around the flames all lowered their heads, closed their eyes, and fell into a deep sleep at some point, including the four saints Chen Xuedao and Zhuo Peiran.

Are they all being dragged into a dream?

Zhang Yuanqing's pupils contracted violently.

At the same time, in the dark corner of Yizhuang, the sound of fingernails scratching the coffin lid came from the black coffin.

"crunch, crunch"

Immediately afterwards, the lid of the coffin was slowly opened, and a green and black ghost hand covered with corpse spots protruded out, grabbing the edge of the coffin. JrNovels.com