Ashe was dripping with water all over his body, and he praised in awkward Chinese: "San, thank you for your great lack of virtue."

Yu Xing looked at Ash innocently, as if he didn't understand why Ash said that.

Ash was just a joke. He was a mercenary who licked blood at the tip of a knife. Of course, he only went to contact the monster fish after he was ready. He could ensure his safety.

However, the strange fish's appearance still shocked him. He had never seen such a fierce mutant fish species in his life.

After eating, the team members who had just gathered together to chat had slept for half a second, leaving a few people to guard the front in the middle of the night. Carlos was also very tired. He was about to rush to go and scored a mental connection to the paper man. But his body was fine, but his spirit was already exhausted.

After saying hello to Yu Xing, Carlos went to bed in the corner.

The people who were vigilant were a few men with heavy anger, who were of the kind that they knew they were very difficult to mess with when they saw them on the street.

According to Carlos' previous introduction, among these people, except for the young "geography student", the remaining three are from the tomb robber family.

They looked not very aggressive, the point was their momentum. Several people sat around there and discussed some channels for buying and selling antiques in their mouths, especially like a group of murders and selling stolen goods.

Compared to them, the young black-haired man who sat alone in the package was simply set off with a very pure appearance. Even though he had a stern face, his temperament was a little gloomy.

Yu Xing had enough rest, but he did not sleep, but sat near the door to "appreciate" the night view, and looked at other night watchers from time to time.

He did not hide his eyes, and the young black-haired man discovered it first, responded with a faint impatient look, and asked in a low voice for a while: "Is there anything you have to do?"

They sit close and talk will not affect the sleeping person.

"No, I just think you are a bit like a friend of mine." Yu Xing smiled, "He is so cold."

"..." The young man was not interested in Yu Xing's friend. He responded casually and planned to withdraw his attention.

Yu Xing said again: "Lin, Carlos asked me to tell you something."

The black-haired young man's name in the team is Lin, and I don't know if this is his last name.

Then Lin looked at him seriously: "You said."

Yu Xing told Lin about the number of people before the meal. Looking at Lin's frowning brows, he repeated Carlos's instructions: "He hopes you find a gift and mark the thing that is mixed into the team."

Lin is good at Feng Shui, but uses it very flexible. He not only relied on this team to find ancestral halls around the world, but also used the small Feng Shui aura on people to identify things that ordinary people are difficult to distinguish.

Another person in the team who can tell fortunes can also find the ghost, so Carlos said they had many ways to deal with the ghost, not just talk nonsense.

However, the limitations of divination are greater, so it is more appropriate to leave this matter to Lin.

After hearing Yu Xing's words, Lin was still calm in his young face, and he nodded: "I will deal with it."

It means there is no hurry.

Yu Xing's intention was conveyed, and he did not disturb Lin's thoughts, and silently looked at the shadows of the swaying trees outside the window.

It was very dark, and the moon was hidden behind the dark clouds that gathered quietly. He squinted his eyes and looked at it for a while, feeling that it was going to rain again during the day.

Rain may have some impact on entering Living Tail Lake, but Yu Xing is not in a hurry. Before leading this team to the lake, he must first obtain the results of exploration of ancestral halls around the world, as well as the array diagram drawn after clarifying the distribution of ancestral halls.

Judging from the appearance of this team, I must have known some information that other forces do not know. They found the location of the tomb palace at the beginning. Unfortunately, someone in the team had an accident at home and sold the news to raise money.

Now that traitor has been removed from the list, but because of the years of friendship and things, everyone did not do anything else to punish the traitor.

These things were caused by Yu Xing from the team members while having dinner.

He stayed for a while and felt bored. He remembered what he did when he was bored in the coffin village, and quietly took out the paint tube.

This time, there was no such good conditions as the coffin village, and there was not even an easel. Yu Xing sat behind the square table in the ancestral hall with a painting tube and spread a piece of painting paper on it.

Three people from the tomb robber family were attracted by him. One of them was wearing glasses and the most gentle man stood up and walked to him and looked at him for a while.

He wondered, "You are...?"

Yu Xing took out his brush and ink, and this time he stopped painting oil, but changed to ink painting. After his brush was wet, he said for granted: "Can't you see it? I'm going to draw."

The man with glasses: "...oh." It's obvious that he can see it. The question is which normal person can draw at this time!

Moreover, this man named San really prepared drawing paper? After hearing what Carlos said, he thought that San's painting tube was only a knife.

Yu Xing was idle too. He thought the scenery outside was pretty good. Every time he came to this deduction world, he liked painting, maybe because of the influence of the characters.

He ignored the man watching the fun next to him, and outlined the tip of his pen, and drew an old and depressing door in just a few strokes.

The door was open, and the sky was covered with light gray, and the shadows of the trees were lined up, slender and sharp, like ghosts, exuding a strong gloom and bizarreness, which was even more terrifying than the original object.

Yu Xing had almost no idea, and the things he drew were exactly in line with his identity as a "terror painter" in this deduction world. When he left that place, he seemed to have been picked up by Xiao Xuechen and taken out and thrown away.

This time, he decided to keep the painting in the ancestral hall. If the latecomers saw it, they could still take it out for some money.

The man with glasses was fascinated by the look. When Yu Xing stopped writing, he realized that he had been standing there for more than half an hour and had not moved.

The man in glasses took a step back, and the person behind him cried out in pain: "Damn your mother, I'm stepping on my feet!"

"..." The man in glasses turned around and saw two companions, and Lin Du, who was not usually curious about painting, standing behind him, and he was just awake.

The one who was stepped on was a middle-aged man with long hair. He was very elegant, but he was the roughest talking among the few people who were awake now.

"You can draw can be fascinating people's hearts." Lin was knocked back to his senses by the man in front of him and frowned, "Is this your ability?"

"No, I'm just painting." Yu Xing's paintings are pleasing to the eye, flowing through the clouds and water, and the things presented can greatly stimulate the viewer's senses. Anything that is beautiful to a certain level will fascinate people. The paintings he paints are one of them.

Yu Xing is quite confident in painting skills. He doesn't need any means to make others stop by.

After hearing his answer, Lin didn't seem to believe it. Although he thought San's paintings were indeed beautiful, maybe he was bewitched and felt this way?

Lin carefully observed Yu Xing's whole body, his pupils became shallow, and it seemed like there was nothing inside.

Originally, he wanted to see if Yu Xing had the ability to bewitch, but as he looked, his doubts became heavier and heavier.

In addition to their own face and body, an ordinary person will have a Zen spirit on his body when he hangs a jade pendant that has been opened by a monk; if he has learned Taoist knowledge and uses talismans and peach wood, it will have a Taoist spirit.

By analogy, people with bad intentions, such as those who kill people, still carry weapons on their bodies, and the Feng Shui field is also full of evil spirits; those with evil things to be harmed, the Feng Shui field will be turbid, and Lin only needs to identify such a person at a glance. Therefore, he has helped the police a lot and is highly valued in the school.

In general, a person's Feng Shui field is limited by his own personality, the location of the objects and objects he carries. The same thing will produce different auras when worn on different people, or even in different positions. Lin's family will naturally inherit the eyes that can see this aura.

He found that San's feeling was very messy, as if there were many things that affected the person's strength and fortune, both turbid and smooth and spiritual. When they were combined together, they not only did not destroy each other, but instead achieved a strange balance.

He looked at it for a long time and finally closed his eyes: "The Feng Shui field on you is so strange..."

Yu Xing could roughly guess what the Feng Shui site he was referring to was. As for the chaos, it was probably because of the sacrifice and personality mask.

The personality mask has the strongest personality aura, and he has a special physique, so Lin of course can't see anything.

NPC doesn't know about the mask, and only thinks that he is a special person. I guess, either Lin didn't look at the Feng Shui aura on Carlos, or Carlos used some means to change his aura to something similar to NPC.

"Everyone has secrets, you have them, and I have them, that's not surprising." Yu Xing smiled at Lin, intending to comfort the young man who had received setbacks.

Lin Chen was silent for a moment and nodded.

"You are right, I'm a little curious about you." He was so blunt that he said directly, "I think your Feng Shui field is too strange, I decided to observe and study you."

Yu Xing checked the painting that was drying very slowly because the air was wet, and packed up the things indifferently.

He actually has fine brushwork tools, but that is used to copy murals.

A lot of time was delayed tonight, and the first half of the night was about to pass, and the people who were vigilant were about to rotate.

Lin was so tired that Ashe took over his position and got up happily.

After a night of sleep, everyone became much more energetic. Except for the injured Eunika and the sleepy lady Shijiu, the rest were very conscious.

Carlos put on his coat and patted Yu Xing on the shoulder: "You go to bed, I'll do it for you."

Yu Xing said: "Okay, remember to help me look at the painting. It has not dried yet. After it is dried, put it in the corner and don't get wet by the fish."

Carlos's movement of stretching his waist was incredible: "Draw? Did you draw again just now?"

Without waiting for Yu Xing to answer, he saw the piece of painted paper placed on the square table.

After leaning over and admiring it, Carlos gave a thumbs up: "You are this, you deserve to be a famous painter, and you are still thinking about your job."

Yu Xing was too lazy to argue and got out and went to bed.

...

After falling asleep, he seemed to have a dream.

In the dream, the blue figure is blurred, but the jingling pendant and the black hair that stretches to the ankle are impressive.

Amid the sound of crystal collisions, the green figure pushed him standing there and walked towards a coffin.

"What do you want me to do?" Yu Xing felt his mind stagnant, as if his soul was not keeping up with his body. He subconsciously followed the coffin, and the inquiry sound echoed and floated in this space.

The green figure came to him, his mouth opened and closed as if he was talking, but Yu Xing couldn't hear it. Except for the crystal shaking and his own voice, there was silence in his ears.

Seeing that he did not respond, the green figure grabbed his hand and pressed his hand on the lid of the coffin.

Suddenly, a strong sense of joy and melancholy surged into his heart at the same time. Yu Xing felt much more awake. He maintained this position and looked at the blue figure. The figure's face was still unclear, but it gave him a very familiar feeling.

"Yiqing, why are you here?"

Isn’t the Qing Mengjing temporarily blocked? Oh, I understand, he is dreaming now.

Dreams are Yiqing's most free place. Perhaps in dreams, Yiqing can disobey some of the abilities of rule-level sacrifices.

Yiqing shook his head, pointed to the coffin, and let go of his hand.

His mouth was still opening and closing, saying something Yu Xing couldn't hear, and then he slowly retreated, his figure becoming more and more blurry and shallow until it disappeared.

Yu Xing only recognized Yi Qing's mouth shape before he disappeared - "Remember it, remember you, I can only help you here."
To be continued...