Chapter 242

At first, everyone was startled,

I don't know why. It's a very hot day, but I feel cold all over. I always feel uneasy.

The old hoarse voice sounded,

"Who are you?"

Luo xuanlin pressed down a strange touch in his heart and said politely,

"We are passing college students, but it's getting dark, but there's no place to sleep out. Seeing this village from a distance, I hope you can take us in for one night."

The old man raised his head slightly and looked at the crowd,

"Do you really want to stay?"

Hearing the old man's question, Luo xuanlin frowned,

What's the meaning of this?

"Yes, I hope you can take us in for one night. We will never disturb you!"

The old man suddenly smiled. He didn't have the kindness that the old man should have, but he looked a little gloomy. His voice was as bad as the wind,

"In that case, come in."

Luo xuanlin breathed a sigh of relief and found a place to live.

"Old man, a guest is coming."

Hearing the old man's cry, people were curious. Is there anyone else in this room?

Dye Bai blinked, her eyes moist and clear, her lips curved a radian, her eyes glanced at Mo Chen's smiling face, and a dark awn crossed her eyes.

A person who doesn't belong to the world?

Really, it's so interesting.

Mo Chen's thin lips aroused a radian, and a alienated and elegant smile hung on his face, covering up the dark evil spirit of his original temperament.

At this time, an equally old man came out of the room, with obvious wrinkles on his face and strange gray eyes. The whole body was wrapped tightly. For fear of being seen, he stared at Luo xuanlin and them.

The people felt a thrill in their hearts and turned to look at the village,

How does this place feel gloomy?

The old woman's body slightly blocked the old man, and her voice was old,

"Come in."

When I came in, I found that the room was not generally large and opened several doors.

The old man stared at the crowd with muddy eyes, but never said a word.

"Grandma, is this village a little too quiet?"

Luo xuanlin frowned slightly. He always felt something was wrong, as if there was no anger.

"All the young people in this place are gone. There are few old people left. They all like quiet."

Said the old man in a hoarse voice.

Dyed white looked at the two old people with a smile on her lips. But he didn't say anything.

"You can choose any of these rooms. Don't disturb us."

The old woman pointed to several rooms with withered fingers. It seemed that there was only a layer of fur and bones left in her hand.

Luo xuanlin's eyes fell on Grandma's hands, and a strange idea suddenly came into his heart,

These hands,

Like a bone covered in human skin?

Luo xuanlin hid his uneasiness and strangeness in his heart, thanked him, and took everyone to clean up those rooms.

From beginning to end, the old man didn't say a word or move.

It's getting dark. Several girls have a room and several boys have a room. And Mo Chen is his own room.

Dyed white leaned against the bed, and the dim moonlight penetrated into the room, looking a little dark and bright.

Ye Xi and Xia Yi leaned against ranbai. Ye Xi rubbed his arms and muttered,

"Why is this place so strange?"

Xia Yiyi glanced at Ye Xi, meditated for a long time, and reminded him,

"I think this place also gives people a sense of danger. We'd better be careful."

Ran Bai curled up, his black and white eyes crossed a dark awn, and his green and jade fingers slightly skipped the bedside and tapped a few times.