jdhmnovel Chapter 227 Madman
Chapter 227 Madman
In the early morning of winter, the sky gradually turned pale, and although the cold wind was strong, it could not block the warmth. In the quaint Langyuan, the buildings with blue tiles and white walls were looming in the mist, as if they were guardians standing quietly in the long river of history, witnessing the passage of time.
Like a shy girl, the sun slowly peeked out from the eastern horizon, its golden rays piercing through the mist and sprinkling on the scattered eaves, giving the cold tiles a soft golden hue. The icicles under the eaves sparkled in the sunlight, like stars falling into the mortal world, adding a touch of fantasy and mystery to this quiet winter morning.
As the sunlight gradually grew brighter, the snow on the roof began to melt, dripping onto the green tiles, making a crisp and pleasant sound, which blended with the occasional barking of dogs in the distance.
At this time, the clear chirping of birds from the old locust tree in the town resounded throughout the town. They were either standing on the branches or flying between the branches, chirping, and the sound was crisp and cheerful, as if announcing the arrival of a new day to the world.
"Ah~oh~"
The sounds of stretching came one after another in the room, and soon a lazy figure appeared in the slightly dark room.
"I'm so tired~ Why am I so tired? And why am I still dark now..."
The voice was short but full of doubts, as if he was a little confused about the current situation.
"What are you mumbling about? Why don't you go wash up after waking up? Are you standing in the middle of the road like a roadblock?"
Before the voice fell, the person standing in the middle was seen staggering and being pushed aside.
"What's so black? Don't you know how to push it......"
The sound stopped abruptly when the door was pushed open, and all that was left was a face with its mouth wide open.
"This... this... I can't see anything clearly."
"You are such an old-fashioned person. Don't you know what's going on here? You dare to come in. You really don't know what you are talking about."
A voice came from the bottom of the table, and a long hand stretched out from the round table.
“So you mean normal?”
"So what do you think? Do you think this is a coincidence?"
The voice was light and there was no trace of life.
"This is normal. We've been here for a few days, and it's like this every day, but it's normal at night, so we usually go back to the inn at this time. I heard..."
The voice came from another place, plain and indifferent, as if it was talking about someone else.
"I heard that there seemed to be something in the fog, tall and big, like a mountain."
"What, that's a mountain? No way, it's just a spider. Who told you it's a mountain?"
"I saw it myself..."
Before the person standing at the door could finish his words, the calmest person in the team spoke up: "Let's not talk about what the things in the fog are. Just the fact that they can survive in the fog tells us that they are not ordinary. And this place... always gives me a bad feeling."
"Really? Then we have to hurry..."
"Where are you going? Come back here."
The voice stopped quietly, and the person who was speaking was hugged by Wen Baixu, who seemed to be a large warm baby.
"Even if we want to go out, we can't do it now... And according to my experience in the forest, it's best to wait here until we figure out what's inside."
"The best strategy~"
The red-haired man curled his lips and muttered quietly
[He is saying bad things about you]
“I know”
Wen Baixu responded softly in his mind, slapped him on the back of the head, ignored his sarcasm, pushed him away, got out of bed, took a coat and put it on.
"What are you going for?"
The red-haired man who was pushed to the end of the bed pulled aside the bed curtain and asked
"Get up first. You can't just stay in bed all the time. Look, the people on the ground are staring at you."
After saying this, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth
The person on the bed glanced over there and immediately curled his lips, climbed down from the bed, and sat on the stool reluctantly.
"Oh, finally you have some insight."
The owner of the voice sat up at this moment, stretched himself, pinched his arms and legs, then climbed onto the bed, lifted the quilt and lay down.
"Mmm~ so comfortable......"
As I spoke, my hands unconsciously climbed up to the warm place
"How grown up..."
A cold voice sounded from the deepest part of the bed, and a head slowly raised up.
"No matter how old I am, I am still your brother, you said..."
The originally smug person was now speaking coquettishly, while the two people who stood up showed contemptuous expressions at the same time.
"Cough cough~"
Ling Yun, who was standing by, coughed a few times as he watched the scene in front of him. He glanced out the door with a worried look in his eyes, then looked at Lian Yi.
"Look, in this situation, we can still continue..."
"Continue... As long as no one dies, the test will continue. What are you thinking?"
At this moment, everyone was looking at the girl who raised her chin, but they couldn't do anything about her...
In the early morning of winter, the town was shrouded in layers of fog, as if covered by a thick layer of black. The sky was slightly bright, and the sun shone through the fog, reflecting a faint orange-yellow color, covering this quiet town with a mysterious coat. In the fog, you can vaguely see that the roofs are covered with white snow, the branches on both sides of the road are hung with crystal icicles, and the air is filled with a cold and fresh breath.
On both sides of the road, the fog seemed to have life, swirling and spreading, as if it was clinging to every building here and extending upwards.
The sound of dead branches and rotten leaves on the roads around were blown into the air by the strong wind, and the creaking of the door panels made people feel fearful for a moment. In this quiet scene, a huge sound suddenly interrupted
"Soul, return to the west, mourning bed, when I return, I will definitely take your life, I will definitely take your life..."
In the mist, the dim mist wrapped around a madman who was swaying left and right. His figure was like a ghost floating in the air, sometimes stopping and sometimes howling to the sky. His voice was like a ghost rushing out of the abyss, shrill and terrifying.
The mist wrapped around his sides, like hands, climbing up his body and wrapping the madman's figure in the mist, and forming whirlpools around him.
At this moment, the sunlight shines through the fog, and the faint golden color is like a straight line that is looming but cannot penetrate the barrier. It wants to protect its people but can do nothing.
The mad man stopped shouting at this moment. He seemed to have seen something new. He took a few steps forward and suddenly became excited. He stretched out his hand to pick it up, but suddenly something seemed to trap his body. He struggled and shouted non-stop, but who could save him on this deserted street?
But the next moment, a tall and graceful figure appeared in the mist behind him, and the trapped person seemed to have eyes behind him. His face showed a look of extreme fear and bloodshot eyes. His mouth was wide open, his tongue was long and sticking out, and his eyeballs were bulging, just like a hanged ghost.
"Soul, return to the west, mourning bed, when I return, I will take your life"
The voice was soft and gentle, but full of disdain. The expression on his face did not change at all, except for the mole under his eye that moved slightly. A pair of red eyes on a tree in the distance watched the looming figure under the mist without blinking, and the body that slowly disappeared in the mist...
"Did you hear something just now?"
Wen Baixu, who was originally holding his chin in a daze, suddenly looked at the foggy outside like a frightened rabbit.
"What sound? No sound."
The red-haired man sitting next to him was a person who couldn't sit still. He stood up quickly when he heard this. Just as he was about to push the door, it opened from outside with a creaky sound, and a figure hidden in the mist looked particularly mysterious.
"Dear guests, the master and his wife know that you must be hungry, so they specially asked us to bring the food. I hope you will not be disgusted."
As he spoke, he clapped his hands and turned to the side. Suddenly, many people walked out from the mist behind him, each holding a plate of delicious food.
After the last person walked out, Wen Baixu ignored the drooling dog beside him, stood up and walked to the door, looking at the woman who had not come in yet, and said, "Miss, please convey such deep affection and friendship to thank the master and his wife for their kindness."
After saying this, Yingying bowed and looked at the woman who was vaguely visible and wrapped in mist and her most obvious teardrop mole with a happy face...