“The kid is still drawing.”Yang Yu crossed his arms over his chest and yawned, then walked to the window and said to Chang Wuming who was meditating, "Drawing and erasing, I don't even know what you're drawing."Chang Wuming opened his eyes and looked under the table which was covered with dense carbon ash. The mute girl seemed to sense something and looked at Chang Wuming timidly, then quickly lowered her head and continued to draw. Various black lines intertwined on the floor, like countless dense branches and leaves."Brother." Chang Wuming suddenly grabbed Yang Yu who wanted to take a break and whispered, "There are people in her paintings."More than one.Yang Yu, who was dazed and sleepy, suddenly opened his eyes wide, squinted to identify the pile of scribbles on the ground, and then said seriously: "You can actually understand it?"My little four is so awesome!Chang Wuming: “…”—The group of mourning ghosts were still following them.Jinchen held Rong Zixu's hand and swayed with the lantern. The ghost in mourning clothes behind him moved his eyes back and forth, finding some fun in it."Someone is watching us." Jinchen suddenly said, holding Rong Zixu's hand and shaking it, "On the hillside in front of the left."When Xu Qie heard the words and looked over, his heart suddenly skipped a beat. There were two people standing on the hillside looking over at him, motionless, as if they were fixed there."Is it a person?" Xu Qie was not sure, "Or is it a wooden stake placed there to drive away birds and beasts?"Rong Zixu: "It's not a wooden stake."But not necessarily a human.The mountain road was winding, and the path they were walking on was not regular at all. The previous section might be a wide path, but suddenly a bunch of thorns appeared, and after a few steps there was a puddle, so they had to go back."It seems that the owner of the ghost domain is not familiar with this mountain."Jinchen was surprised, "Otherwise it wouldn't be so chaotic."As he spoke, Rong Zixu nodded in agreement, "Maybe he is from this town and has only been here once or twice, but he has left an obsession here."As soon as he finished speaking, the road in front of the three of them changed again. Xu Qie paused for a moment, and his voice trembled a little, "Those two people are standing behind us."Just behind the left, in the dense woods, two people stood there quietly. They did not move, but their positions in the woods had changed again, as if they were being revised over and over again by someone with a bad memory.The sackcloth-clothed ghost that had been following them carrying the coffin finally disappeared, and the woods became even more silent.This time I was closer and could vaguely hear the two people mumbling."We need to go back...""You have to go back, there's medicine!""Where is the road? There is no road. Where is the road..."The two of them spoke one word at a time, repeating themselves.Jinchen walked up and asked, "You guys... Ouch."The two men turned around and found that half of their faces were missing, as if they had been worn away by the dirt. Their mouths were still hanging but they were still talking.Jinchen looked around for a few times and got used to it, then asked, "Which road are you looking for?"The older man said, "Hey young man, why are you in the mountains? There's going to be a landslide here, so be careful."The middle-aged man agreed: "Yes, brother, my father and I will go to collect some herbs later, you can follow us down the mountain, this road is not easy to walk on!" Suddenly everything became so normal, like an ordinary encounter and greeting in the mountains.Jinchen turned around and looked at Rong Zixu, "They seem..."Rong Zixu shook his hand, signaling him not to say it out loud. Xu Qie quietly stepped back and looked in the mirror.Sure enough, there were only Rong Zixu and Jinchen's figures in the mirror, and two black shadows.The White Shadow Spirit and the Black Shadow Resentment, these two ghosts are still obsessed and will only repeat the day they died.Xu Qie took back the mirror with a serious expression and continued to listen to Jinchen's questions.Jinchen asked: "Brother, we are just passing by. The situation in this mountain is dangerous. Why did you come up?""Well, there's nothing we can do about it." The middle-aged man sighed, with half of his face covered in blood and flesh, and he forced himself to look a little helpless.He raised his hand and wiped his face through the blood and flesh, leaving behind a piece of debris.Jinchen stepped back half a step calmly, afraid that it would get on his clothes.Rong Zixu's lips curled up slightly, knowing that Xiaochen didn't like being stained with blood since he was a child, so he held his hand tightly again as if to comfort him.The middle-aged man didn't notice their little tricks, and said haggardly: "My daughter had a fever a few days ago, and the doctor in town... Alas, he relied on the fact that he was the only doctor in the town to sell medicine that was more expensive than gold. We couldn't afford the money, so we had to go up the mountain to collect herbs.""We have to pick herbs... The flowers are so small, what if they get burned?" The herbs in the old man's hand were also stained with blood, but he didn't notice it at all and went to show Jinchen tremblingly."Look! I'm going to take it back and give it to Xiaohua. It will make her feel better after eating it. She won't have a fever after eating it."My father and grandfather went to the mountains to collect herbs and never came back...Jinchen thought of the mute girl almost instantly.Is this the mute girl's obsession?Thinking of that timid little girl, the three of them couldn't help but feel heavy-hearted."Then..." Xu Qie choked a little, clasped his folded hands tightly, and asked again: "Do you know how to get down the mountain?"The old man and the middle-aged man turned around again, still looking in the direction of the town, muttering, "We need to go back...we need to go down the mountain."The middle-aged man was even more obsessed, "We can't let our little Hua be without a mother and a father."The depressing atmosphere was so thick that it was suffocating.Jinchen tried to comfort her: "It's okay, I don't have a father or a mother either."Middle-aged man: "..."Rong Zixu's heart skipped a beat. He couldn't bear to hear Jinchen say such things. He was the only one among his fellow disciples who remembered what Jinchen looked like when he first came to Tianming Mountain.In the icy and snowy conditions, he was only covered with a rag, which was so small that he could hardly be saved.He held Jinchen's hand tightly, and said in a gentle tone with a hint of rebuke, "Why are you saying this?"No one who comforts others will stab themselves in the back.Jinchen leaned on his shoulder and said with a smile: "Just saying, I have a senior brother, a master and other senior brothers and sisters, that's enough."The other senior sister Xu Qie frowned strangely again and looked at Jinchen with a complicated expression. She understood the truth, but why did the senior brother single it out?"It's time to go down the mountain." The middle-aged man suddenly said.Then it returned to its normal appearance at a speed visible to the naked eye.