The heroine of the abuse text just wants to fly to become a fairy

When Xiao Er closed the window.

Chu Jinsui saw that the hawkers and pedestrians on the street outside quickly evacuated.

The peddler pushed the cart almost into the air, and other pedestrians hurried home, and the shops on the street had already started to close when dusk fell.

Everyone's movements are extremely fast and proficient. This kind of scene has been repeated every day for them, and they are all too familiar.

Soon there was no one on the street.

Xiao Er has also managed and locked all the windows.

The inn fell silent.

When Chu Jinsui returned to the room, her eyes fell on the windows that were locked with a small lock. Even every guest room in the inn was completely sealed.

Her slender fingers landed on the lock.

"Click." The lock opened.

She gently opened the window a crack, looking down at the street outside the window.

The orange-red sunset fell on the street, and the empty street looked a little desolate, which was a far cry from the bustlingness of the previous moment. The sun was slowly setting, and night was approaching.

Chu Jinsui quietly looked at the beautiful scene with a touch of desolation in front of him.

Up to now, she has not felt any danger. It is very different from the previous small world. Everyone here is full of human anger.

Even this town is very ordinary, without aura, ghost or monster.

The few Tianshanmen disciples who appeared just now had some spiritual power, but it was almost negligible, and they were all ordinary people.

The only unusual thing here is that she can really feel that this place has the same aura as Ye Xiao's body.

She didn't know if anyone else who had been sucked into a feather felt the same way, but every moment she was in this town felt the way she had in the Forest of No Return.

Sad, desolate, unwilling to sink into the abyss.

Her fan-like eyelashes covered half of her pupils, making it impossible to see the expression in her eyes clearly.

Ok?
Chu Jinsui looked down, suddenly cheered up, and opened the window a little wider.

The street was still empty, but many shadows appeared out of thin air on the ground.

These shadows came and went, and the shadows of stalls appeared on the side of the street.

Their movements are lively and lively, and they look like a normal morning market. Some people are shopping, and some vendors are shouting and selling and waiting for customers.

Silence, emptiness.

There were only countless shadows on the street repeating the bustling scene before, but no sound came out.

Chu Jinsui saw that directly under his window, there was a shadow that was soliciting customers. This was the "shop waiter" of this inn, or his shadow.

Thinking of this, she closed the window, opened the door, stood on the stairs and said to the downstairs:

"Xiaoer, help me boil a pot of hot water and make a pot of tea."

"okay!"

As soon as Xiaoer saw that it was Chu Jinsui who had a lot of money, he immediately agreed graciously, and went to the back kitchen to boil water and make tea.

Because the doors and windows of the inn were closed, Xiao Er lit the lanterns and candles.

The shadows of the tables and chairs were drawn very long, but there was no shadow of Xiao Er who trotted to the back kitchen just now.

Chu Jinsui looked at the shopkeeper who was standing behind the counter to settle the accounts—he was nowhere to be seen either.

The shadows on the street are the shadows of the people in this town.

Xiao Er quickly made tea and delivered it to Chu Jinsui's door.

She took the tea and said, seemingly unintentionally: "The windows are closed at night, don't you feel bored?"

Xiao Er smiled and said: "No, it will be closed at night, and the window will be opened during the day for ventilation."

"You rest first, the little one is leaving."

It seems that these people not only did not notice that their shadows were missing, but the absence of shadows did not affect their physical activities.

After closing the door, she opened the window again.

At this time, the sun was about to set, and the sky was already dark, the junction of night and dusk.

The lanterns and candles in the street were lit up.

Chu Jinsui saw that the shadow on the ground slowly began to peel off from the ground, and gradually became real, like some kind of soft object squirmed from the ground and stood on the ground.

All the shadows on the ground stood up unsteadily, and groups of black figures walked back and forth on the street.

When it was completely dark.

These shadows gradually turned into the appearance of people, no longer a black mass, but gradually began to show facial features, and the skin color became normal.

The street became lively.

The waiter in the shop downstairs also began to attract customers.

The moment the night shrouds, these shadows become people.

Suddenly, a vendor downstairs seemed to sense her gaze, and raised his head to meet her gaze.

The man looked similar to the daytime appearance, but his face was expressionless.

Chu Jinsui's expression darkened slightly.

"Get out of the way."

The peddler immediately looked away, moved his booth back, and made room for the talking group to pass.

A robe with a white background and a blue border, a disciple of the Tianshan Gate.

There were three people in total, who appeared to be patrolling the street.

"There's nothing to see on this street, and it's fairly peaceful." One of the disciples said lazily, "Can we go back after just walking around?"'

After he finished speaking, the leading disciple immediately reprimanded him: "Don't be so careless in doing things, just do a good job of inspection if you are asked to do so."

Chu Jinsui closed the window before they noticed him and went back to the room.

Every street here is patrolled by disciples of the Tianshan Gate. These disciples knew what was going on in the city at night, but they chose to conceal it.

What kind of situation will a small number of people who know the truth choose to conceal the truth?
Chu Jinsui immediately came to a conclusion - a profitable situation.

She opened the door of the room again and stood on the second floor looking down at the inn. The waiter was still dozing off at the table, and the shopkeeper was still settling accounts.

None of them noticed the movement outside, nor did they know that there were "people" like them on the street.

So what are those "people" out there?
Or……

Chu Jinsui's eyes fell on the two people in the inn: What are these "people"?

On one side is the "person" transformed from the shadow, and on the other side is the "person" who has lost the shadow.

No matter how you look at it, both sides are abnormal.

Maybe...these are two worlds?
Those shadows just now are actually their living souls?
She thought about it, and found that she knew very little about ghost cultivation, and she vaguely remembered that if the soul is not there, people should not be able to move freely.

But the waiter and shopkeeper below are obviously able to move freely.

Unless they're not human anymore.

"Click——" There was a sudden inaudible sound in the room behind him.

Chu Jinsui frowned slightly, and the window in the room was opened.

Something has entered her room.