Xiaolan and the Taoist priest stood on both sides of the door, listening with their ears raised.
This is a silent battle, whoever loses his composure will lose.
Although... the few people watching did not understand the significance of this battle at all.
"Taoist Master, there seems to be no sound inside," Luo Jiutian was the first to lose his temper. "Did Xiaolan and the others run away?"
"If she ran away, then she must not be real," Li Muyuan analyzed rationally, "otherwise, what would they be afraid of? She must be feeling guilty!"
Xiaolan who was at the door specifically cleared her throat.
Do you doubt me and say I have a guilty conscience? That is impossible.
"Xiaolan, they are still here," Yi Yao heard the conversation between several people and frowned, "And I...why did I seem to hear them calling my name just now?"
"I heard it too," Xiaolan said through gritted teeth, "Uncle Yi, do they also know you?"
"That Taoist brother probably doesn't know me, but if it's Jiutian and... hmm? What's going on outside?"
The Taoist Priest's peripheral vision caught sight of Xiaolan and Yi Yao. He turned around suddenly and stared at the two of them with wide eyes. Xiaolan looked at those familiar eyes and could imagine that the Taoist Priest's brain was busy at this moment.
At what speed is it rotating?
"I'm fine... What's going on? They... what are they? They don't look like living people... They all seem to be running in that direction..."
"How long have you been here?"
Xiaolan nodded.
"..."
After that, the two of them reached out at the same time, grabbed the door handle, and opened the door at the same time.
The two of them cautiously doubted each other for a while, and slowly, their muscles finally relaxed.
Xiaolan and Yi Yao looked at each other, ran to the wooden door in unison, and put their ears against the door.
"This...it's a long story," the Taoist priest said, "Mr. Yi, Xiaolan, how did you two meet?"
Xiaolan and Yi Yao exchanged nervous glances.
"Okay," the Taoist priest agreed, "these things should be..."
"Yes," Yi Yao said, "That Xia Hua looks weird. We judge that it is not the head of the Xia Hua family himself."
"Jiutian," Yi Yao said from the side, "do you still remember me?"
Even the three people outside the door did not notice that the door was opened immediately.
"I'm not lying to you," Yi Yao said in a dumbfounded voice, "Jiutian, I am Uncle Yi. Tell me what's going on. You don't even recognize me?"
Because she herself is in the same state.
"I think what you saw was the fake Uncle Yi," Xiaolan said. "When we first arrived, we also met the fake head of the Xiahua family..."
"That's right," the Taoist priest continued, "under normal circumstances, their target should be us."
"Uh...that's not what I meant," Li Muyuan noticed the ambiguity in his words, "it was the literal meaning. According to our speculation, she was caught in the mirror."
"Have you met the head of the Xiahua family?!"
The three of them looked at Yi Yao, their expressions a little stiff, and then they all looked at Xiao Lan.
Before Yi Yao finished speaking, the sound outside the door suddenly became noisy.
"What?" Yi Yao's eyes were even more surprised than when he opened the door, "Taoist Priest, I haven't seen you before... Wait, I understand..."
"Taoist Priest! Did you see it?!..."
"It's like this," after listening to Xiaolan's words, the Taoist priest pondered for a while and then said, "When we first entered this world, we met this Mr. Yi."
"Xiaolan?"
Xiaolan also raised her index finger, obviously colliding with Yi Yao's idea.
"It's been a long time," Xiaolan said, grabbing the Taoist priest's sleeve. "I don't remember the specific time, but it was at least one day."
Xiaolan immediately switched sides, hid behind the Taoist priest and pointed at Yi Yao and said.
"What?!" Xiaolan was scared out of her mind, "Xia Hua is dead?!"
"Look, Taoist Priest, I just said it's Xiaolan inside," Luo Jiutian said while stroking Xiaolan's hair affectionately, "Taoist Priest also said to wait."
The three of them showed shocked expressions at the same time.
In the world outside the door, there were countless weird and weird "people", flying across her line of sight and running towards her right.
"The head of the Xiahua family was originally with us," Li Muyuan said, "but she went to another world."
Bright smiles bloomed in both pairs of eyes at the same time.
"It's a long story for us," Yi Yao pointed at the running weirdos and said, "Why don't we deal with the matter in front of us first, and let's talk about the rest while walking."
"Look...what are I doing?" Xiaolan said, "This is Yi Nian's Uncle Yi. Brother Jiutian, don't you know him?"
"They are corpses in different rooms," Yi Yao said, "that is, potential threats active in this world."
"Xiaolan, has Mr. Yi always been with you?" the Taoist priest turned his head slightly and asked.
"Of course I know Uncle Yi," Luo Jiutian stared at the innocent Yi Yao suspiciously, "It's just... is this true or false?"
"Ah? Is this still false?" Xiaolan was confused by Luo Jiutian's words, "Uncle Yi is...ah! Uncle Yi, you haven't been lying to me, have you?!"
"Taoist Priest?"
"Xiaolan! That's great, you're okay..."
Xiaolan rushed towards the Taoist priest. The Taoist priest picked up the little girl as usual. He soon found that he couldn't hold her, so he put her down naturally (pretending to be).
The creak of the door opening was quickly drowned out by the noise outside.
"Mirror?" Yi Yao narrowed her eyes, "What on earth is going on?"
Xiaolan saw the figures of Taoist Master and Luo Jiutian at a glance, and the joy in her eyes instantly bloomed, but was quickly replaced by surprise.
"I saw... Jiutian, be careful!..."
Those weirdos had different shapes, but none of them could be called "normal". They were shouting and roaring. Looking at this hellish scene, Xiaolan only thought of one word - Hundred Ghosts Night Parade.
But now, as if they couldn't see any of them at all, they ran forward like moths to a flame.
"There must be something ahead," Xiaolan said, "Let's go over and take a look."
"It just so happens that our room is also in front," Luo Jiutian said, "Let's go back and take Miaozhen and Brother Zhuge with us first."
"They are here too?" Xiaolan then noticed the gray thread in Luo Jiutian's hand.
"Yes," the Taoist Master's footsteps became more and more hurried, and in the end he started to trot. "I think we should go faster. I always feel that this place... seems to be disappearing..."