It is impossible for people who live in rain and fog all year round to be so happy.

They should try their best to escape.

"Stay here."

The girl's lips moved and she gestured to Xiaohua.

"If you see Su Xi coming out alone, blow her up."

The latter nodded obediently, stretched out her hand to hold the explosive bomb Wang Jin gave her, and shrank into a corner.

——

call!

Wang Jin turned over and landed on the ground, stepping on the boiling shadow without making any sound.

Snapped.

The play idiot bent over and bent his knees, releasing his own strength.

Only a faint sound was made.

His skills are quite good.

Even if Song He is carried on his back, he can still achieve this level.

"do not move."

Wang Jin stretched out his hand to stop the opera idiot and turned his gaze towards the yard.

There is a long, shabby table in the middle of the courtyard.

The table legs were broken by the erosion of the fog, and the bowls and chopsticks on them fell to the floor.

After squinting carefully, Wang Jin found that there was something else in the bowl.

The people in the yard left without warning, even before they had time to finish their meal.

"Look at what's in the bowl."

Wang Jin made a gesture, signaling the drama fanatic to come forward and check.

"okay."

The man behind him nodded obediently and bowed forward, carrying the golden flag.

Perhaps because of the infection from Wang Jin, the drama geek has become much more cautious.

Da da da.

The yard is not too small, but fortunately the actor is very tall.

After taking a few steps, he arrived at the long table.

Then he lowered his head to check.

call--!!

Almost instantly, something rushed out of the bowl and rushed towards Xi Chi's door.

"Damn...what the hell?"

The drama addict cursed in his heart.

The golden flag flashed and silently chopped up the black shadow.

Snap.

Something fell to the ground.

Although it is fragmented, it can still be seen...

That is gorgeously colored hair.

——

Snapped!

The porcelain bowl fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Ah...what a shame for this bowl of pickled cabbage."

The middle-aged woman sighed regretfully, picked up another bowl next to her, and turned her head with a smile.

"Su Xi's friend...what's your name?"

"Just call me Xiao Hu."

The girl smiled and nodded, extremely polite.

"Ah, Xiao Hu."

"Would you like some soup? Or more meat?"

"I prefer soup."

Hu Xiaobei smiled and nodded again.

"It's different when you come from a big city... If you were in Erleng, it would all be meat."

The woman happily wiped her hands on her apron and muttered softly.

While serving the dishes, Hu Xiaobei shook Su Xi's hand.

The latter raised his eyebrows, but still turned his head to look at her.

"Need your fantasy."

"This is a good opportunity, I have to go into the house and have a look."

Hu Xiaobei lowered his voice and spoke quickly.

After the old lady at the head of the village died, the entire house disappeared.

She didn't know how long these people would live, so she didn't want to miss this opportunity.

"Just talk to them about the recent situation and don't eat."

"If something goes wrong, just run away and don't worry about me."

The girl spoke very quickly.

Su Xi's eyes widened, seeming a little surprised.

She didn't expect Hu Xiaobei to say that, and even agreed to leave him behind when he was in danger.

It's almost... almost like a companion.

The sudden trust made Su Xi's heart tremble a little. She looked firmly and nodded slowly.

Hu Xiaobei did not respond.

In fact, she was already ready to leave before she finished speaking.

——

"hair."

The drama idiot quickly retreated and showed Wang Jin the gently squirming thing on his hand.

Even though he only took a small strand, it still wrapped around the palm of the drama fanatic's hand and tightened as hard as he could.

The hair cuts through the skin, digs into the flesh, and makes the bones creak.

It's hard to imagine that this is just the power of a strand of hair.

"How do you feel?"

Wang Jin looked at the drama in a daze.

He was wondering why the other party didn't use the golden flag to cut his hair into pieces.

"I can't use my strength...the pollution doesn't obey me either."

Xi Chi frowned deeply and tore at the hair with his other hand.

Unfortunately, the hair will only get deeper and deeper.

Blood slowly dripped from the hands of the playboy.

"Um?"

Wang Jin raised his eyebrows with interest and reached out to hold his hair.

Inspiration surged, and my hair stopped moving instantly.

"It's... quite useful."

The young man touched his chin and whispered softly.

He does lack the items to contain the monsters, but this hair... is a bit shabby.

"We can't keep suppressing it, so let's forget it."
To be continued...