Stepping into the river, the coldness rushed up in an instant.

The river water in summer is not very cold and can adapt. What really makes Chen Fu feel cold is the chill behind him.

The biting yin and cold breath almost completely surrounded his body.

Chen Fu just exposed his upper body, with perfect lines from shoulders to waist, and his skin is smooth and delicate. From the back, this beauty has surpassed gender.

A howl rang out inappropriately.

Chen Fu turned around, a man was curled up and rolling on the ground, covering his face with his hands in pain, shouting back and forth, 'My eyes.'

He put his trousers on his knees and went to the shore with barefoot. Chen Fu screamed and looked at the person on the ground: "Shuiyue?"

"Save me!"

The man just instinctively shouted, and in a daze, he thought that there was no good doctor in the town, and his voice gradually became weaker and filled with despair.

Chen Fu turned his head and stopped the portrait, and Shui Yue screamed even more.

After thinking about it, I picked up my T-shirt and put it on.

Shuiyue spasmed like a carp shaking her tail and suddenly her muscles relaxed, and she sat on the ground with cold sweat on her head.

Chen Fu did not reach out to pull him, picked up the dagger beside him, and swiped twice, and could hear the sound of breaking the wind: "It's good workmanship."

Shuiyue's lips trembled twice, and she couldn't hold up a word to explain.

The stinging pain just now made him think his eyes would be blind, but now he still looks blurred.

He looked at Chen Fu in shock: "Don't, don't kill me, I won't expose you."

Chen Fu was stunned by his words.

At this time, the portrait behind him suddenly burned, and the ashes scattered in the air, and some fell to Shenfu's shoulders.

Strangely, this taste is not an ordinary burnt smell, but an ink aroma.

Shuiyue looked at this scene in disbelief, not knowing what was stimulating. She was less cowardly just now and shouted: "You can't be wrong, you are a dirty thing, otherwise how could this painting spontaneously burn to save you!"

"Spontaneous combustion?" Chen Fu seemed to have heard some huge joke, brushed away the ashes on his shoulders, and said lightly: "I look more like a burning desire."

Shuiyue held her hand on the ground and kept moving backwards. Her eyes looked like she was staring at a demon.

Chen Fu played with the dagger, "It's amazing, the person who was tempted to kill himself was like a victim."

The tip of the blade was pressed against the neck, and the latter was stiff and did not dare to move.

Chen Fu moved his body and the tip of the knife leaned forward a little. Shui Yue was so scared that she was out of her mind. After the pain was stinging for a moment, a blood mark appeared on her neck, but her life was still there.

"Why are you here to kill me?"

Shuiyue's throat moved and was about to speak, Chen Fu said coldly: "I'll talk about it after thinking about it."

Looking at the dagger in his hand, Shuiyue took back her original words and said, "I want to protect Jinhua."

Chen Fu waited quietly for him to continue talking.

"Jinhua has nightmares every day to dream of you. You didn't know each other before, so there must be something strange." Shuiyue explained: "I didn't want to kill you, I just wanted to force me to find out the truth."

Chen Fu's eyes were filled with waves: "I haven't slept on the same bed again, how did you know that she has me in her dream?"

Shuiyue's face turned red: "Liu Xue told me that she had been calling your name in particular fear that the night when Jinhua had a fever."

Chen Fu suddenly laughed softly, and Shuiyue's shoulders couldn't help but tremble.

After the laughter stopped, Chen Fu asked about the cause and effect of this trip.

Shuiyue said truthfully: "Liu Xue proposed to go out for fun. As for coming to Xichen Town, he was invited by Chi Feng, Jinhua..."

His tone softened, "She has a good relationship with Liu Xue, so come together."

Chen Fu: "What do you know about Chi Feng?"

Shuiyue was stunned by his question.

Chen Fu: "Say what you think is strange."

After thinking about it, Shuiyue tentatively said: "Is it true that Chi Feng's family is very young?"

Chen Fu didn't say anything. Shuiyue thought it was right and continued: "His parents were old and had children. When Chi Feng was born, his father was in his fifties."

Chen Fu then reacted.

"Are you shocked?" Shuiyue shivered: "I was shocked when I saw his father so young yesterday."

Chen Fu took a few steps back, jumped onto a huge rock, and looked into the distance.

Seeing that he put away his dagger and the fear of being shrouded in death was less, Shui Yue asked boldly: "What are you looking at?"

Chen Fu: "Feng Shui Treasure Land."

Shuiyue stood on tiptoe and saw nothing. She climbed up the tree quickly with her hands and feet. At this moment, his vision had recovered. He could easily see the full picture of the distant lowlands at a high place.

Grave.

The sound of the dry leaves being trampled to my ears clearly reached my ears. Shui Yue watched Chen Fu walk in that direction, jumped off the tree and followed quickly.

"Don't you go to run for your life?"

Shuiyue said awkwardly: "I think maybe I misunderstood you."

Chen Fu stopped, "It's because I didn't kill you just now?"

Shuiyue nodded and chased him: "There is a strange thing everywhere in Xichen Town. Jinhua doesn't want to leave. I have to find a way to clear the fog that is shrouded here."

Young people have little social experience and are always moved by the slightest bit of kindness of others and trust others easily.

Chen Fu did not wake him up, and he was a stark light sometimes.

There are many trees around the cemetery, surrounded by densely, and it is uncomfortable to be wet and cold.

The graves are arranged very neatly, and some big cities are not as good as those. The spacing between each grave is the same, and a small tree is planted next to the tombstone.

The storm of wind blew, and Shuiyue burst into cold sweat and couldn't help but lean against Chen Fu.

"Chi Zhi."

Shuiyue was stunned, and realized that he was chanting the name on a tombstone and quickly dissuaded: "You can't call someone you don't know in front of the grave, it's easy..."

"Why are the Chi family buried here too?"

Shuiyue interrupted with one sentence, and he didn't understand very well: "If you die, you will naturally have to be buried in the cemetery."

"The Chi family has an ancestral hall, which is a particular family. It should have its own ancestral land."

When he said this, Shuiyue realized something was wrong.

After counting, there were seven tombstones with the surname Chi.

When the moon approaches, there are several birth dates and months that are very close. The birth dates engraved on it are more than two hundred years.

He looked at other tombstones without believing in his evil spirits, and the least one was one hundred and fifty years old.

Shuiyue: "Can it be a mistake or a prank?"

After saying that, he patted his cheek and kept awake. These two reasons were more ridiculous than the other.

Chen Fu suddenly said, "Don't bow your head."

Shuiyue's conditioned reflex drooped her head and looked at it. A piece of hand bone was stretching out from the ground. She grabbed his ankle, and no matter how hard he tried, she couldn't break free: "Save..."

Before a complete word was spoken, Chen Fu picked up a big stone without saying a word and smashed it down fiercely, and his hand bones were split on the spot.

Shuiyue swallowed.

Chen Fu looked at him with a smile: "That's right, at least I didn't cry."

Shuiyue laughed dryly: "A closer comparison, you seem to be more scary."

He could actually break the ghost claws that emerged from the grave without changing his face. Thinking of such a cruel existence around him, the fear in his heart dissipated a lot.

Chen Fu stared at the grave, and he said firmly: "Dig!"

Shuiyue was startled.

Chen Fu: "This is not a normal bone and it is not worthy of respect."

Thinking of the bones of the hand that he wanted to drag him into, Shui Yue became angry and even if he came out, he could only learn to use a stone to smash it.

Immediately, I broke the thick trunk of the tree and started digging clumsyly.

The soil is unexpectedly soft.

Chen Fu pondered: "With that hand in and out, the soil will definitely not be too hard."

Shuiyue was frightened by his words.

Halfway through digging, Shuiyue's body suddenly stiffened and stopped moving, but the loess was turning out by itself.

Chen Fu reached into the soil and pulled out hard, pulling out a complete white bone.

Each bone had a faint blue color, and as soon as it touched the air, it launched an attack aimlessly.

Seeing this, Shuiyue quickly picked up the stone that Chen Fu threw on the ground. After turning his head, he found that the bone had been shattered by the dagger.
To be continued...