The evil ex-boyfriend came to the door

Chapter 13

Ning Xingruan didn't sleep well, and woke up intermittently several times, and every time he could see a black figure sitting beside him.

Waking up by Uncle Liu in the morning, he opened his eyes, but Mr. Yu was no longer in the study room. He folded the blanket on his body and put it on the recliner, walked to the door and looked back, and left the main hall slightly disappointed.

The rain has stopped, and the air after the rain is clean and fresh, with a coolness remaining, and the washed yard is full of new ideas.

Ning Xingruan stretched, feeling unexpectedly calm.

Walking into the dining room, there is a simple breakfast on the table, porridge, side dishes, and two dishes of snacks, but there is only one stool left by the table.

Ning Xingruan asked Uncle Liu, Uncle Liu slowly raised his eyes to look at him, and replied with a smile: "Mr. Yu went back to his room to rest."

Ning Xingruan felt a little guilty, he remembered that Mr. Yu was still with him in the study late last night.

After breakfast, he changed into dry clothes, and he couldn't see Mr. Yu until Uncle Liu sent him out.Ning Xingruan felt very sorry that he couldn't thank Mr. Yu face to face for what happened last night.

He turned his head to look at the door, unexpectedly feeling a little hopeful, it would be great if Mr. Yu could suddenly appear behind the door.

Uncle Liu stood in the door and slowly waved his hand at him, then the vermilion door slowly closed, Ning Xingruan turned around in frustration, and felt that his thoughts just now were simply inexplicable.

He went down the mountain along the stone steps, and within 10 minutes of walking back along the road pointed by Uncle Liu, he saw a fork in the road.

The tall bushes were folded on the ground by the rain, blocking the road back to the village. It was hard to see that there was still a road if you didn't look carefully.

The last bit of doubt in his heart dissipated, Ning Xingruan could only sigh secretly that he was unlucky, and all kinds of coincidences made him meet.

Walking back to the village through the mud, when standing on the bridge, he looked at Surabaya Village from a distance, feeling a little strange in his heart for no reason.The mist after the rain shrouded the whole village, and the houses in the village could not be seen clearly, only a shade of gray could be seen.

The moment he blinked, the fog above the village in Yu Guangli turned into thick black, churning as if trying to swallow the whole village.

He was startled, and rubbed his eyes vigorously, seeing that everything in front of him was normal, and the heartbeat that had just been frightened suddenly calmed down.

After crossing the bridge, the road under his feet turned into a bluestone road. The stone slab washed by the rain was shiny, and there were small puddles of rainwater on it. Ning Xingruan walked on it, and the mud on the shoes left muddy footprints.

There was silence all around, and in the vast mist, he felt lonely for a moment, as if he was the only one left in the whole world.The sound of wood knocking on the ground sounded in the fog ahead, and the emotion he had just raised dissipated in an instant.

The old man in a black and blue Tang suit was walking towards the village with a cane. He seemed to hear footsteps behind him. He stopped and looked back tremblingly. He saw Ning Xingruan, who was covered with wrinkles and age spots. There was a stiff smile on his face.

"Young man, you are so handsome..."

The hoarse voice seemed to come from another world, Ning Xingruan's heart tightened, he squeezed out a smile and nodded, then immediately quickened his pace.

The old man just stood there motionless, looking at him fixedly, when Ning Xingruan passed by him, he stretched out his hand as if trying to grab Ning Xingruan's arm, before touching Ning Xingruan's sleeve, his expression instantly changed. Frozen, quickly retracted his hand.

Ning Xingruan was taken aback, took two steps back, and looked at the old man in surprise.

The old man mourned: "Young man, the road is too slippery, can you give me a hand? Just go to the village ahead."

The rough and hoarse voice penetrated into the brain through the eardrum, Ning Xingruan was in a trance for a moment, feeling a little pity in his heart.The cobblestone road is slippery, and the old man is so old that if he falls, he may never get up again.

But how could such an old man walk from the direction of the back mountain to the village early in the morning.

The doubts in his heart made him sober for a moment, but his body involuntarily stretched out his hand towards the old man.

A hint of greed flashed across the old man's expression, and he slowly raised his skin-covered hand, about to grab his hand.

Ning Xingruan was extremely flustered, he already clearly knew that he probably encountered something again.

Just before the old man's hand touched Ning Xingruan, someone pulled Ning Xingruan by the back collar, pulling him back a step.

The faint scent of sandalwood hit, Ning Xingruan was overjoyed, and shouted: "Daoist Qingxuan!"

Daoist Qingxuan smiled slightly: "It's great that little friend is fine, otherwise the poor Taoist would be to blame for death."

After speaking, he turned his eyes to the old man next to him, and his smile faded: "This old man, do you need a poor Taoist to send you off?"

The old man's cloudy eyes stared at Qingxuan, but there was no expression on his face. Hearing Qingxuan's question, he made a ho-ho sound in his throat, and shook his head stiffly.

Ning Xingruan half-hid behind the Taoist priest, looking at the old man now, he didn't seem so scared anymore.

Qingxuan patted his hand and said warmly: "Since the old man doesn't need our help, let's go back first, your uncle is still waiting for you."

"Master Dao, is this person..." Ning Xingruan didn't dare to let go of Qingxuan's sleeve, and quietly gestured with the other hand.

Qingxuan comforted: "Of course not, if so, I will give him a ride."

"That's it, it just looks scary." Ning Xingruan's voice was much lighter.

The figures of the two were slowly covered by mist, and the eyes of the old man who stayed in place rolled, the withered skin on his face was pulled, and his expression gradually became surprised, with a slight sarcasm.

"Hehehe..."

A food, call for help from the predator.

Hearing the disappearance of the footsteps, he turned his body slightly, but he only had time to make a frightened and distorted expression before he was wrapped in layers of black mist...

Walking into the village, Ning Xingruan seemed to feel that the light suddenly dimmed, and he involuntarily approached Taoist Qingxuan quietly, only in this way could he feel safe.

The village is very quiet, a bit too quiet, there is no one on the street, even if it rained all day yesterday, now that the rain has stopped, no one should go out.

Ning Xingruan was frightened by the weird atmosphere, and asked Qingxuan in a low voice if something happened.

Qingxuan looked down at him slightly, with a soothing look in his eyes: "Something happened in the village, but it will be dealt with. You can rest at home today, don't think too much."

Walking to the street where the old home is, Ning Xingruan saw Ning Pingyang standing at the door looking anxiously from afar.Seeing him, Ning Pingyang's worried expression immediately relaxed, and quickly walked up to him and dragged him to look him up and down. He was greatly relieved when he saw that there was nothing wrong with him.

"It's good to come back, but I'm really anxious." Ning Pingyang sighed, "God bless you, if you get lost, you can still meet a family, otherwise what would you do if it rains so heavily!"

Qingxuan bowed slightly, and apologized: "This matter is my fault, I shouldn't let Ning Xiaoyou wait there alone."

Ning Pingyang groaned: "Don't blame yourself, Daoist, who would have expected that the rain would fall as soon as it was said!"

Qingxuan smiled wryly, told Ning Xingruan not to go out, and hurried back to the ancestral hall.

After entering the room, Ning Xingruan, in order not to worry his uncle, took the initiative to talk about staying overnight, concealing what happened at night, and only emphasized how much Mr. Yu and the others took care of him. And be sure to find time to go up the mountain to visit the door to thank you.

Ning Xingruan learned from Ning Pingyang that Daoist Qingxuan braved the heavy rain to go into the mountains to look for him yesterday but failed to find him. He didn’t come back until Ning Pingyang received a call from Ning Xingruan to report to him. He left the village again early today. I went to find him.

Ning Xingruan was moved, if he stayed in that small courtyard, or if he didn't go wrong, he would probably meet Qingxuan who came to look for him, and there wouldn't be so many things.

Mr. Yu's face flashed in his mind for a moment, Ning Xingruan froze for a moment, then shook his head slightly.

After being silent for a while, he asked about the affairs in the village, to which Ning Pingyang shook his head inexplicably.

"The gate of the ancestral hall collapsed in the rain. It wasn't a big deal at first, but a few old people shouted that the mountain god was angry. Last night, the village was very uneasy. Two old people who woke up early suddenly became very ill, and everything happened together. , people in the village are panicking now."

"An old man came to your door early this morning and insisted that you go to the mountain to guard the temple, but Daoist Qingxuan blocked you back, alas!"

Talking about this Ning Pingyang, he has a face full of displeasure. He made Ning Xingruan go up the mountain because of a trivial matter. They all said that the child’s yang fire is weak, and he always encountered strange things these days. At this juncture, he really went to the mountain temple and bumped into What do you mean!

Ning Xingruan let out an ah, not knowing what to say, her heart sank slightly, how could things have developed to this point.

"Don't worry, the Taoist priest told you to rest, then you can rest well and don't worry about them."

Ning Pingyang waved his hand.

Ning Xingruan is too busy to take care of himself now, so naturally he has no time to worry about others.

The temperature was very low, Ning Pingyang built a brazier, Ning Xingruan changed into warm clothes, and sat on the brazier with a cup to warm up.

Maybe it's because yesterday's rain didn't catch a cold. He felt his head was heavy and his body was limp and weak. Leaning against the table, he slowly lowered his head.

When he heard his uncle calling him, Ning Xingruan faintly panicked, he opened his eyes, Ning Pingyang didn't know where he went, he was the only one left in the room.

"uncle?"

He got up and shouted, but no one answered, Ning Xingruan was a little worried, went to the kitchen and Ning Pingyang's room, but there was no one there.

Ning Pingyang's shout suddenly came from outside the gate, and the voice was extremely anxious.

Ning Xingruan walked over, opened the door a little, and saw that there was a thick fog outside, and the gray-black fog covered everything, and the nearby things could only be vaguely seen as outlines.

A pale white lantern was lit in the fog, and it was Ning Pingyang who was holding the lantern.

Ning Pingyang said anxiously: "Xing Ruan, don't come out, don't come out!"

"Uncle, what's the matter?" Ning Xingruan was confused, why did he fall asleep, and the sky outside seemed to have changed?

The lantern shone gloomily on Ning Pingyang's face, his expression gradually became extremely painful and distorted, he couldn't help but let out a scream, then ignored Ning Xingruan's shout, stumbled and ran out.

The light of the white lantern gradually weakened in the fog, Ning Xingruan was afraid and anxious, he knew something was wrong, but he couldn't just watch his uncle disappear.

How to do!How to do!

Could it be that he can only watch helplessly, instead of chasing after him, or looking for Daoist Qingxuan, he can only wait here greedy for life and afraid of death?

The extreme fear and worry made him tremble all over his body, and his instincts controlled him to step out of the threshold subconsciously when he was completely unable to control his emotions.

The mist was churning, like a living creature with thinking, instantly excited.