Chapter 1622: The Destiny Child Fights Monsters 12

While we were chatting, a few more people came in from outside.

Jinchen poked his head in and looked at everyone.

"Fourth Brother... Hey!"

The protagonist is really here, it's dangerous!

Jin Chen quickly came to Chang Wuming's side and said, "Fourth Senior Brother, don't forget the secret code we exchanged."

Chang Wuming: “……?”

Code, what...Oh, when making friends, I look at their identities first. I refuse to have any contact with people in the imperial court.

He whispered, "This man is a traveling doctor."

"Tsk." Jinchen sneered, "Who knows."

"I don't believe it anyway."

But I have never seen a doctor wearing a gold or jade pendant around his waist.

The problem was that they didn't avoid others when they talked. Bai Shiyun's mouth twitched, and he thought that this guy was really impolite.

"Brother Wuming, which junior fellow apprentice of yours is this?" Bai Shiyun asked with a smile, "You are so adorable at heart. I guess the scar on your face must have been caused by mischief. How about I apply some medicine on you?"

Jinchen: "..."

Whoever is being called childish in a roundabout way is indeed not a good person.

"Sorry, I'm busy." Jinchen gave him a fake smile and turned to look for the mute girl Xiaohua.

Rong Zixu glanced at Bai Shiyun, then set his eyes on the charcoal paintings on the ground. He immediately walked closer to examine them carefully, and his expression gradually became gloomy.

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Xiaohua was woken up by the shake.

When she woke up, she was carried on Yang Yu's back towards home. Jin Chen saw her quietly open her eyes and asked, "Do you remember what happened last night?"

Xiaohua looked at him slowly, her childish and numb eyes slowly moved behind Jinchen, as if she saw something, and then she grinned faintly.

Jinchen didn't look back. He tapped the little girl's head unhappily and said, "Don't act weird in broad daylight. You can't scare me."

Xiaohua: "..."

She gritted her teeth and turned her head away angrily.

"Hey, I saw your dad last night." Jinchen suddenly said, "Why don't we talk?"

Xiaohua's head turned again and stared at Jinchen. Her dead pupils dilated, as if expressing her dissatisfaction without words.

"How come you're not surprised at all?"

Jin Chen was puzzled and guessed, "You have brought people into the woods more than once, and you knew that their resentful spirits were still there."

Xiaohua glared even more fiercely, which was obviously not the expression of a little girl. Her pupils were faintly red and resentment was evident.

Yang Yu, who was carrying her on his back, let out a scream and felt as if he was carrying a piece of ice with water constantly leaking out of it, wet and cold.

"No, Xiaochen, don't provoke her yet, I'm going to freeze to death!"

"okay."

Jinchen responded, moved his fingertips slightly, a trace of spiritual power attached to Xiaohua, and moved to Rong Zixu's side.

"She ignored me."

Jinchen sighed and complained to Rong Zixu, "Children are really difficult to deal with."

You can't just beat him up.

Rong Zixu turned to look at him after hearing this. His gentle expression changed slightly, revealing a mischievous smile. "That makes sense."

"..." Jin Chen moved closer to Rong Zixu, as if trying to read something from his eyes, and snorted, "Brother, are you making innuendos about me?"

"I'm talking about you." Rong Zixu pushed his brows away and chuckled, "After all, I haven't taken care of other children."

The five brothers and sisters who came to Tianming Mountain were already past the age where they needed to be taken care of.

"I am indeed special to my senior brother."

Jinchen pretended not to hear the word "child". His lively eyes were like beautiful gems. He walked forward with his hands hooked around Rong Zixu's neck in a youthful manner.

"We are destined to be the best in the world!"

Rong Zixu was led by him and took a few quick steps forward. He had no choice but to take his arm down and hold it tightly, "Behave yourself!"

"……oh."

In a blink of an eye, they arrived at Xiaohua's home. An old woman was sitting at the door, staring at passers-by with her cloudy eyes. The wooden cane in her hand was covered with pulp, and strange snoring sounds came from her throat from time to time.

"I'm back. Here I am again."

When the old woman saw Xiaohua, she sneered coldly, and her hoarse voice seemed like it would completely disappear in the next second.

"You come again! What are you doing here? Get out..."

"I'm going to beat you to death, old woman! I'm going to beat you to death!"

The old woman raised her crutch and rushed towards Xiaohua, without even paying attention to Yang Yu who was carrying her on his back.

"Hey, hey, hey, grandma, don't get excited!"

Jing Xingcan and Gong Siyue rushed over to rescue them, protecting Yang Yu and Xiaohua behind them. "If you have anything to say, just talk it over. We are here to stop the strange phenomena in this town."

"You? Humph!" The old woman stared at them coldly. Her eyes were fierce, but there was always a sense of impending death after despair.

"Kill her! Then this town will be at peace!"

Could it be possible that the old woman knew something?

Jinchen stepped over with a harmless smile.

"Grandma, please explain clearly. This is your granddaughter. How can you just beat her to death?"

Perhaps because this appearance was too pleasing, the old woman withdrew her hand and walked into the house with a little trembling.

"A monster... She is a monster that has committed evil, a monster that has come to collect debts!"

She took her cane and knocked on the dusty wall. "Look! Look at what this monster has done!"

I saw that the walls of the empty house were covered with traces of charcoal, and it was extremely cold as soon as I entered the door.

"Hiss..." Jing Xingcan shook his shoulders.

This was the strangest place they had encountered since entering Xiling Town.

"Did you draw all these?" Jinchen asked Xiaohua who refused to get off Yang Yu's back.

Xiaohua stared at Jinchen with her dark eyes, then grinned at him, neither nodding nor shaking her head.

“Painting… This is a painting!”

Gong Siyue suddenly realized and took a few steps forward to Rong Zixu and said, "Big Brother, the boss of the bun shop who framed you last night has a son who is about the same age as Xiaohua. He kept saying something like "Don't turn into the person in the painting". It's very strange."

"I pressed the boss to question him but he was so scared that he refused to say anything."

Rong Zixu was stunned when he heard this, and reached out to touch the wall, his hands were covered in black ash.

"Black charcoal gray..."

He and Jinchen looked at each other, "The woods."

The woods last night were a painting of the little flowers they entered.

The re-enactment of the forest was indeed Xiaohua's obsession, but she didn't look like she wanted to find the right path, so what exactly did she want to do.

Boom boom boom!

Xiaohua suddenly jumped off Yang Yu's back, bounding forward in the corner, with her head and toes touching the wall, and she jumped forward on the spot, making a constant teeth-grinding sound.

Gong Siyue and Xu Qie hurriedly tried to pull it, but Jinchen saw the marks on the wall, as if they wanted to express something.

And where Xiaohua hit the wall, there was a painting of a group of ghosts in sackcloth clothes carrying a coffin.

“Hey! Xiaohua!” Gong Siyue exclaimed, catching the little girl who suddenly fainted, and looked at Yang Yu helplessly, “Second Brother!”

"Don't move! Let me take a look." Bai Shiyun, who had been following them, rushed over and smiled gently and harmlessly, "I'm a doctor, let me take a look first."

Jin Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, "Don't cure the little girl to death."

Bai Shiyun: “…”

This person is really annoying!

Bai Shiyun tried to touch Xiaohua's wrist, but it was opened by the old woman's cane. He was shocked and a little angry: "What are you doing!"

Old woman: "She deserves to die! Damn it..."

Gong Siyue sighed: "Grandma, we know you are sad too, but the tragedy has nothing to do with Xiaohua. She is your last relative."

"Little flower..."

The old woman slowly lowered her head and pointed towards the inner room with her wrinkled old fingers.

"My dear granddaughter is in there!"

"what?!"

Everyone was shocked.