Looking around, Ming Chuan's gaze finally fixed on the old lady. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Say, what's the matter with you?" Standing at the intersection with half-squinted eyes, he happened to see a billboard erected on the side of the road, Ming Chuan leaned on it unceremoniously, lit a cigarette and asked the old lady who was preaching to him just now.

The old man looked to be at least eighty years old, with silver hair, a wrinkled face, his hair neatly combed in an old-fashioned bun, and he wore a navy blue cotton jacket and black cloth shoes, and he looked like he was in the eighties and nineties of the last century.

When the old lady heard Ming Chuan's question, she smiled and said, "What can my old woman do?" ”

"Are you alright?" Ming Chuan raised his eyebrows at the other party.

The old lady just smiled and didn't speak.

"It's okay, I'm leaving. Ming Chuan stood up straight as he spoke, and was about to walk across the road, when he turned his head to the old lady as if he remembered something, and said, "Don't be a ghost." ”

After speaking, Ming Chuan continued to walk forward without looking back.

Crossed the road smoothly, nothing unusual happened, Ming Chuanxin said that this guy is quite aware of current affairs, and it is estimated that it was a prank on a whim just now, so he no longer took this matter to heart, and walked towards the house he had just rented.

After walking about two streets, Mingchuan stopped and waited for the red light on the zebra crossing, and in his boredom, he glanced to the side, only to see an old lady in a navy blue coat standing beside him with a smile, as if she was also waiting for the red light.

Choked on the cigarette in his mouth, Ming Chuan coughed violently, glared at the old lady and said angrily: "Didn't you say it's okay?!!

Because Mingchuan's volume was a little loud, passers-by couldn't stop looking at him, and seeing him talking to himself with a vicious expression in the air, passers-by couldn't help but think that this guy was a psychopath in their hearts, and they unconsciously kept a distance from him at a distance.

"Don't talk nonsense, young man, I still want a reputation, old woman. The old lady said with a snicker.

"......" Mingchuan had a rare taste of being speechless.

At this time, the street lamp turned green, and Ming Chuan looked left and right, and after making sure that there was no problem, he walked forward quickly, completely ignoring the strange old woman.

After walking a distance, seeing that no one around was paying attention to this side, Ying Lan lowered his voice and said, "Lord Mingchuan, do you want me to kill that old guy?"

"No, I don't have to. Ming Chuan shook his head, "The old woman has no malice, and she doesn't feel like a ghost, so I guess I want to play a little prank when I see them." ”

After a pause, Ming Chuan pursed his lips and continued: "It's really an old man, he still plays children's tricks at such an old age, the so-called 'old and young, the older and younger', the sentence is really good." ”

"Eh, prank?" Shadow asked, puzzled, "You were almost hit by a car just now, is this still called a prank?"

"The old woman reminded me before the car came over. Ming Chuan said lightly. He remembered that before he was almost hit by a car just now, he had felt a strong premonition that made him stop early, otherwise it would probably be too late.

"Remind you? Why didn't I hear that?" Ying Lan was puzzled, he had been following Ming Chuan's side, if the other party had reminded Ming Chuan, how could he not know?

Ming Chuan didn't explain, he felt that no matter how much he said, it was useless, it was impossible for this guy to understand such a profound thing.

But what the hell is that old woman trying to do? Is she really just trying to play a joke on him and play a few pranks?

Shaking his head, he didn't have time to take care of the old woman's boring things now, and he had to find time to contact the owner of the house to return the room he had rented temporarily for convenience. The newly rented house also needs to be cleaned, and judging from the current condition of the house, cleaning is a huge project.

Do you want to find a cleaning company?

Forget it, scare the cleaning aunt into a small matter, in case you call the police, it will be troublesome to explain. The room full of bloody handprints and bloody footprints is not something that can be said in just two or three sentences.

Just thinking about it, I have walked to the alley of the community.

This community must have been built very early, the road is in the middle of two rows of residential buildings, it looks like an alley, the road surface is about three car widths, but usually during the day it will be crowded with all kinds of vendors, selling vegetables in the morning and selling snacks in the afternoon, and it is still very difficult for vehicles to drive in. In the middle of the night, the street lights are very dim, and the alley seems a little gloomy.

At this time, although there are various stalls on both sides of the road in the alley, there are not many pedestrians, and the stall owners are all bored to sit and chat, and they don't give a single one to Mingchuan Zhengyan who is passing by.

The building where Zhang Yun lives has a total of thirteen floors, and Zhang Yun lives on the eleventh floor. When it was first designed, I don't know what the designer thought, probably to save costs, there are only two elevators in the six households on the first floor. The elevator is at the westernmost end of the building, and when you turn right from the elevator, you will find a slender corridor, with four households side by side on the south side of the corridor and one at each end of the corridor.

The corridor is long and dark. There is no sunlight all year round, and the walls are a little damp and lime-mottled.

Ming Chuan walked to the door of Zhang Yun's room with drooping eyelids, and he didn't return the key he had taken from Qi Fei for convenience, so he directly used the key to unlock the door.

"Ahh

Ming Chuan glared at the old woman who suddenly appeared next to him, but the other party didn't feel anything, walked into the room and looked around very unceremoniously.

"How do you live like this? Tsk, or do you have a unique hobby? The young man is not an old woman who says you, you often look at things like this, and it becomes abnormal here. So saying, the old woman turned around, raised her hand and made a few circles around her temple with her index finger.

"I said, this old lady, didn't you say that you didn't follow me before?" Ming Chuan couldn't help but walk to the old woman's side, grabbed the back collar of the other party, and had no respect for the old and love for the young.

Anyway, the other party is a ghost, and he is not worried that this kind of behavior will be blackmailed by this old woman.

"Snort, old lady?" the old woman's voice was a little leaky when she laughed, and it was estimated that her teeth had almost fallen out before she died, "Old woman, this is the first time I've heard someone call me that." ”

"Don't digress. Ming Chuan bent down and the other party's usual eyes were like copper bells, "Say, what do you want to do?"