Chapter 536 Are You Scared?

"Are you sure she won't come back?" Fu Miaoxue moved the table hesitantly and peeked out, "...If she catches up with her on the way, we will be completely ruined."

Bai Youwei gave her a cool look, "What are you afraid of? Even if you are overtaken, I will definitely be overtaken first."

After hearing this, Fu Miaoxue snorted proudly: "Am I afraid? What do I have to be afraid of? I am a living dead now. I am not afraid of pain or tickling. Even if she catches up, she can't do anything to me!"

Bai Youwei looked at her suspiciously: "So you are now... considered immortal?"

"How do I know?" Fu Miaoxue glared at her angrily, "I can't just kill myself for experiments!"

Bai Youwei smiled: "It would be a shame not to give it a try~"

Fu Miaoxue's eyes widened even more: "Devil!"

The two women quarreled for a while and went out one after the other.

It was dark outside and raining heavily. The stuffed rabbit jumped into the wheelchair and lay on Bai Youwei's lap. After a while, it turned into a wet rabbit.

Fu Miaoxue walked nervously in front, looking around from time to time.

She was obviously faster than Bai Youwei who was in a wheelchair, but she didn't dare to go alone first, always feeling that staying with Bai Youwei was more secure.

After walking for a long time, no luck girl came after them, and they gradually moved away from the village.

The old scholar's house was not far ahead, and the red lanterns under the eaves glowed dimly in the dark rain.

Fu Miaoxue was slightly relieved.

But then she thought of the two paper-jammed people in the house, and she felt bad again.

If the environment in the village wasn't too dangerous, she really wouldn't want to spend the night here!

…

Before Bai Youwei and Fu Miaoxue reached the gate, Du Lai and Shen Mo heard the noise and came to pick them up.

Du Lai was a little surprised to see the two of them safe and sound.

He and Shen Mo's skills were already considered to be among the best. Even they couldn't deal with the corpse carrier girl and had no choice but to run away in embarrassment. However, these two people were able to come back intact!

Although he vaguely guessed that Bai Youwei was responsible, he couldn't help but ask: "How did you escape?"

Bai Youwei wrote lightly: "I used a prop."

Shen Mo came over and shook her hand. His body temperature was cold, and he frowned and said, "Let's go in first."

——Fu Miaoxue is a doll, so she probably won’t catch colds, but Bai Youwei has a weak constitution and catches cold easily.

Four people walked into the house again.

The door to the outer courtyard was open as on the first night.

The second door was only ajar and opened with a slight push.

Walking through the stone brick-paved vestibule, the main room was brightly lit, with two paper figures sitting on high-backed chairs. Desserts, melons and fruits were still on the table, and candlelight flickered.

The old scholar was wearing a blue-grey gown, holding a scroll, and was reading an article next to the paper figure.

He read very seriously, a little nervously, like a child whose parents were checking his homework.

Bai Youwei thought that the old scholar was going to give them another question. Unexpectedly, when the other party saw them, he just cupped his hands and said politely: "It turns out that the distinguished guests are back. It's getting late. Go back to your room and rest."

No embarrassment at all.

fair enough.

They had just escaped from the corpse-carrying woman, and they really didn't have the energy to deal with another one.

For some reason, Fu Miaoxue looked back at the paper man.

She seemed to be afraid that they would follow them. After a quick glance, she hugged Du Lai's arm tightly and quickened her pace.

Du Lai's steps faltered.

After returning to the side room, they lit candles and the two men checked their injuries. Du Lai's ankle, which had been grasped by the body transporter woman, was undoubtedly injured.

The scratches on Shen Mo's back also turned green and black, and the skin seemed to be about to rot away.

This was no ordinary flesh wound.

It's like corpse poison or similar evil spirits, which cannot be treated with mud props.