Xiaolan rushed towards the door, slamming her fists on the wooden door.
Can't open.
"Auntie..." Fantong shivered and followed Xiaolan, "This is... what is going on?"
"Don't be afraid," Xiaolan turned sideways, preparing to open the door herself, "There's something coming... from outside."
"Is it a ghost?" Fan Tong nervously grabbed the corner of Xiaolan's clothes.
"I don't know..." Xiaolan took a deep breath and told Fan Tong before rushing over, "Hurry up and get those two books. We have to catch up with her."
"Uh-huh……"
Rice Tong clattered towards the window. Night had come, and the woods and the hut had become a lot weirder. Rice Tong glanced at the coffin in the center of the room anxiously, then quickly ran to the window and bent down to pick up the book.
Xiaolan launched the first round of collision. His ribs were very painful, but he did not knock it open. The door did not move at all, and Xiaolan, who was grinning, bounced back to the ground.
"Ouch!" Fantong screamed in horror.
Xiaolan turned around and saw that Fan Tong was squatting on the ground with the two books in front of him.
"What's wrong?"
"Teared... the book was torn..." Fan Tong raised his head and looked helplessly at Xiaolan, "Auntie, the third book was torn!..."
"Tear it up?"
Xiaolan ran over.
The faint moonlight shines on the two books through the small window. The second book is lying intact on the side, while the third book is open. All the papers in the book have turned into white fragments, only the cover.
And the back cover is intact.
"How...how could this happen?" Fan Tong looked at Xiaolan with a pale face, "Could it be...could that ghost come in? Could it be..."
He looked at the coffin behind him again.
Xiaolan stared at the broken book and thought for a few seconds. She had an answer in her mind, but she couldn't tell Fan Tong.
This is the second strange thing she has experienced in this timeline after Er Mao's death.
It's possible that just like Er Mao's death, this is the real past reflected in this timeline.
I even saw the real Fire Lotus.
Could it be that...the two timelines have begun to intersect?
"Pick it up first," Xiao Lan patted Fan Tong on the shoulder, "We'll know when we find that thing."
Fantong was very obedient. Xiaolan returned to the door and knocked against it again. This time, Xiaolan's strength was exhausted. The moment her body came into contact with the wooden door, the door creaked open. Xiaolan
The whole person rushed out, almost eating a mouthful of mud.
"Auntie!..." Fan Tong screamed and ran over.
"I'm fine," Xiaolan quickly got up from the mud, "Where's the book?"
Fantong shook the things in his arms and said, "I've picked them up."
"Where are the pieces?"
"I picked them all up," Fantong helped Xiaolan up, "It's in my pocket."
"Okay, then let's..."
"Ah! Look, Auntie!" Fantong pointed at Xiaolan's back and shouted, "There's a ghost!"
Xiaolan turned around suddenly, and a black figure appeared at the edge of the trees.
Fire Lotus!
The moonlight was too dark for Xiaolan to see clearly the person's appearance, but she could still determine the person's identity from the blurry outline.
Fire Lotus stood upright next to a tree, facing them, maybe even observing them.
"Auntie..." Fan Tong was almost frightened to tears, "There really is a ghost..."
"That's not a ghost," Xiaolan pulled up the rice bucket, "Let's go and have a look."
"You hide behind me and protect the book," Xiaolan gave Fantong a firm look, "Don't be afraid, I will protect you."
Fantong looked into Xiaolan's eyes. After a while, he sniffed and nodded heavily.
The two ran towards the black figure. As the distance gradually shortened, the figure slowly changed.
Even the noobs noticed the change and were no longer so afraid.
"Auntie, that seems to be a..."
Xiaolan stopped, panting slightly and looked at the thing standing in front of the tree trunk.
It was a group of aerial roots that had grown into a human shape. The aerial roots protruded from the surface of the tree trunk and nestled against the tree trunk, like a long-haired woman in black.
Fantong breathed a sigh of relief, "Auntie, it turns out to be a tree..."
No, it's not that simple.
During the day, there are no such aerial roots on this tree.
Did it grow roots in just a few hours?
Xiaolan thought about it and looked up into the depths of the jungle at night.
Scanning...
Suddenly, his vision froze.
Saw it!
The same black figure appeared next to a tree in front of him.
Is that also a ball of Qi roots, or... a fire lotus?
Just as he was thinking about it, the figure suddenly moved.
She seemed to gently raise her right hand and waved at Xiaolan.
Sure enough, this was not some Qi root, this was the Fire Lotus tempting her.
Where does she want to go?
Xiao Lan was a little hesitant. Fan Tong was still staring at the Qi Root curiously and didn't notice any new figures at all. Xiao Lan thought about it and held him back.
"Fool, let's go."
"Where to go...ah, auntie, there is such a thing over there too!"
"Yes," Xiaolan pulled him and walked slowly, "Let's go over and have a look."
The two of them got closer, and sure enough, it was also a group of human-shaped air roots. Xiaolan confirmed that idea, and the fire lotus was going to guide her to a certain place.
To...where?
Xiaolan looked ahead.
Does Huolian want her to enter the village?
By the way, Huolian also lived alone in the ghost forest for a long time, and then chose to enter the village, so he was caught.
Why does she want to return to the village?
"Fantong," Xiaolan lowered her head and asked, "do you know where they caught me last time?"
This topic made Fan Tong feel a little embarrassed. He originally didn't want to mention the incident where Xiao Lan was almost killed last time.
"In the village."
"I know it's in the village," Xiaolan said, "Where exactly is it? I was so confused last time that I forgot..."
Fantong sighed and slumped his shoulders, "It seemed like it was near my home. I saw... I saw them taking you away... Auntie, I... I didn't save you because..."
"I know, I know, I don't blame you."
The last place where Fire Lotus appeared was near Fan Tong's house.
Xiaolan felt that her idea had been confirmed.
What Huolian wants to get is probably the skeleton on the roof of Fantong's house.
That's right.
New figures appeared at the end of the field of vision, but Xiaolan no longer needed their guidance. She picked up her long skirt and said, "Fantong, we have to go back to the village."
Fantong's eyes moved back from Qigen, "Go back to the village? Auntie, do you want to go back now?"
Xiaolan nodded.
"That's okay," said Fan Tong, "let's go back and find a place to put the book together, maybe we can still read it."
"Well," Xiaolan agreed, "Fantong, let's go to your house."