The entrance of the cave was blocked by snow for a while, and the slightest light of the snow that came in also disappeared. We could only walk towards the hand I saw with the light yellow fire of the candle.

I stood between Fan Wujiu and Xie Bi'an, worried that the hand would suddenly disappear, so we held our breath and did not dare to breathe normally.

A door suddenly appeared on one side, with a dilapidated curtain hanging on it. The strong wind that swept into the outside of the temple, my heart skipped a beat when it blew it.

"Woooooooooooooooooooo..."

Suddenly we heard a cry, and we stopped immediately. After exchanging winks at the same time, Xie Bi'an and Fan Wujiu immediately floated forward and aimed at the hands that were about to disappear from our sight. They grabbed them at the same time.

"Kuan'er?" Xie Bi'an held his hand and looked at me. At this time, the door curtain was blown to the ground by a sudden cold wind, and the "hiss" sound was particularly loud.

When Xie Bi'an completely pulled Kuan'er out, three dark shadows followed behind him.

Fan Wuji and I walked forward in confusion, glanced at the strange shadow, and pulled Kuan'er to me and firmly grabbed his little hand.

"Hey, you guys raise your hands!" The voice was thick and wide.

Before I could understand, Kuan'er retracted her head into her collar and wrapped around my waist, not daring to look over.

The curtain on the ground on the side was blown up in a funny and inappropriate way, put down, blown up, and put down again.

Invisibly, a strange atmosphere was added.

Following the eyes of Xie Bi'an and Fan Wujiu, I couldn't help but feel their eye contact, and I couldn't insert it.

He stared at him, what's going on?

"What are you doing?"

"You raise your hands immediately, otherwise, hehehehe!" Another voice sounded like Grandpa, who sounded like Cherry Maruko. I kept my smile silently.

"Raise your hand, everyone behind you is about to come out, I see it." Xie Bi'an said proudly, stretching his neck and leaning in from one of the shadows. "The one standing by the wall, lying on the window, facing the ceiling, and that one..." After calling one by one, Xie Bi'an walked to the middle of Fan Wujiu and me with satisfaction, putting his hands on his hips.

"Who are you?" Twelve voiced in unison.

It feels like the roof is being lifted up.

"Who are you?" Xie Bi'an smiled. I stepped on his feet and changed my words for him, "We are Kuan'er who brought you to you. He is Xie Bi'an and Fan Wujiu."

"Ohhh." Another voice was heard.

Kuan'er listened to the sound, raised her head and looked over, "Yes, they are here to find you."

"snort."

"You traitor!"

"It's rare to trust you."

"You can't play happily."

"You go, we never want to see you again."

"Hurry, go, hum."

It’s not that I want to laugh, it’s just because I can’t hold it in.

The twelve black shadows bent when they saw me laughing. Not only did they not get angry, but they felt very happy. They gathered around me and sang Ode to Joy.

I patted my forehead, wasn't I dreaming?

"Lalala, welcome to our dream home, please applaud!" One of them, actually a thin branch on the ground, used as a microphone, and the other hand, asked us for applause, "Now, Mr. Xie and Mr. Fan, who are invited to the stage."

The so-called stage is the worn-out curtain that is randomly placed on an irregular wooden board.

Right in front of me, it happened to meet the hole, and a faint light came into the outside.

The shadows were very enthusiastic and searched dozens of candles from the temple, ignited one by one, and in an instant, it was brilliant and bright.

"Come on, sirs, what are your interests and hobbies and criteria for choosing a partner?"

As soon as the problem arises, the singing stage suddenly becomes a program interview.

I put on the show and pulled Kuan'er to sit on the "bench" made of several bricks.

"None of you have any problems?" Xie Bi'an seemed to be dazed and scratched his head awkwardly. Although Fan Wujiu was forced to stand on the stage, he could tell at a glance that he was in Cao's camp and his heart was in Han.

"The two gentlemen are too nervous. Please give some applause and encouragement from the audience."

Kuan'er and I clapped our hands together, and applause rang out from our ears like thunder.

...

After a long time of trouble, the twelve shadows were actually wild ghosts. They were all musicians during their lifetime. They were away from home for several years in order to pursue their musical dreams. They either achieved achievements, were mediocre, gave up halfway, or went home to start a business...

The fire of their dreams about music is always burning.

A week ago, they died on the same day and met in the same place, so they formed the current band with the moon as a reference and also hosted themselves.

Wish: Before being taken away by the two adults, Hei and White, we all returned to the place where we once pursued our dreams and sang the songs they created themselves.

They have fulfilled their lifelong wishes. Now, they stay in this temple to rehearse dramas and know Kuan'er is one of their joys.

But they knew nothing about other wild ghosts.

"After you say, we feel that we need to help you."

"Yes, yes, after listening to your story, Kuan'er, we immediately aroused our search power."

Because of the snow, the night is not as strong as before. In the gray area, white light spots sometimes flash.

According to them, since they are all wild ghosts who die only when they are dead, they don’t have much energy to run far away. It’s amazing, they just wander around.

"Let's look for it separately."

After Fan Wujiu finished speaking, we started to group. Xie Bi'an and I had two wild ghosts in a group. Kuan'er followed Fan Wujiu, and the rest were divided into three groups. We looked for them in different directions.

The falling snowflakes are no longer light, and they turn into hail in the air, hitting our faces together.

"Where are we going now?" I asked, grabbing one of Xie Bi'an's arms. The sudden golden light from the street made me unnaturally start to remain vigilant.

"Don't go and see that beam of light." Xie Bi'an whispered. The two wild ghosts walked next to me, and immediately withdrew their light and looked forward.

"Why?" I asked with a slight squeezing my neck.

"Don't ask."

After the beams completely disappeared, Xie Bi'an increased his voice and explained: "On snowy days, whenever he meets a place with light, if he keeps his eyes open or gets close, he will be sucked in in an instant. As for where he is sucked, no one knows."

The appearance of the snow girl couldn't help but appear in my mind.

"Oh, that's it, I understand." The two wild ghosts nodded with me.

"There are no one else along the way. Do you want to listen to music?" I nodded and the two ghosts began to sing.

Classic Chinese songs, popular songs nowadays, Chinese, Japanese, English, French, there is nothing they can't sing.

With the singing, our pace also accelerated invisibly. However, the more I looked at the two trees and grass, the more I felt familiar with them. In the end, we actually walked to a temple.

"Uncle Xiaobai, I seem to have seen this temple?" I held my chin and said, "Can we do?"

Before he could say anything, Xie Bi'an interrupted me and said, "It's not like it, it's the temple we left before."

“Yes, we feel it too.”

Looking around, there was a bare cedar, a broken carriage, and a ditch filled with snow. This was indeed good.

I turned around and walked back to Xie Bi'an, pointed to the temple and asked, "But we clearly left. Later, we left very far, right?"

"It's good, but the facts in front of me will not lie." Xie Bi'an was very calm. I put down my hand, turned my head to look at both sides of the road, and saw Fan Wujiu and other wild ghosts coming one after another.

"Uncle Xiaobai, Dahei and the others are back."

Judging from Da Hei's face, I knew that things were not good.

"It seems that you are back too." Fan Wuxue finished speaking and walked into the temple without hesitation, and the rest of us followed.

Just as I turned around, I found that Xie Bi'an was still staying in place.

I said, "It's cold outside, Uncle Xiaobai, let's go in."

Xie Bi'an silently pushed my hand away with a serious look. I continued, "If you have any questions, go in and think about it."

"No, you go in first." The answer was straightforward.

"But," I did not continue to say that he had fallen into thinking, and walked back to the temple.

"etc."

I turned around, "What's wrong?"

"Don't go in and let all of you come out."

Xie Bi'an's firm eyes when he looked at me made me turn my head and shout a few times. Then Xie Bi'an stepped forward and closed the large open door of the temple.

"What's going on?" Fan Wujiu asked with a frown.

"You see what you are around you. Is it the same as we saw before, but it's different now?"

Xie Bi'an said it was very evil. We looked at each other, but we couldn't help but look around carefully.

It is indeed different from some places in my impression, such as: on the left side of the temple entrance, there was originally a bare cedar, and a kite was hung on it. At the end of the ditch, a green grass actually grew from the snow.

"Uncle Xiaobai, what's wrong?"

"Don't go into the temple or move the things around you. I suspect that we did not return to our temple, but came to a place that was almost exactly the same." Xie Bi'an looked at the cedar and walked over. He touched a branch gently, and the butterfly kite fell into the ground with the cedar.

"You see, it seems like it was a special trap."

"According to your opinion, it can be said that someone already knows that we will come here and want to hurt us?" I said, subconsciously holding one of Kuan'er's shoulders.

"So that's it." Xie Bi'an looked at one of the wild ghosts and asked, "You don't know anything about this?"

"We don't know there is anything like this."

"I would like to remind us of something."

Fan Wujiu hurriedly asked, "What's the matter?"
Chapter completed!