Ming Chuan was startled, and his half-squinted eyes widened. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The "Wind Mocking Beast" on the roof was still half-squatting on the roof as it had done at the beginning, each facing the side of the house, posing as if it were a town house beast, and the direction of its eyes was not facing him at all.

Illusion?

Ming Chuan rubbed his eyebrows and opened his eyes again, the picture really didn't change at all, the stone carving was still that ordinary appearance, and there was no strange feeling, not even a little ghost.

But if it's an illusion, haven't you seen too much lately?

Ming Chuan shook his head, retracted his gaze, looked at both sides of the street, and walked towards the other end of the street with his feet raised.

The total length of this street is no more than 500 meters, and it does not take long to walk from one end to the other in an east-west direction. The shops on the street sell small items such as handicrafts and snacks, and there are also a few shops selling silk ribbons, and there are two similar quirky shops.

When passing by "Zizaizhuang", Ming Chuan deliberately slowed down and glanced inside.

The door of the store was tightly closed, but it was hung with a "open" sign on it, otherwise it would have been thought that the store was closed.

Even with the door, the ghost energy still slowly spilled out from the crack in the door, wafting into the air, making the neighborhood even colder than the other shops.

Not only the door on the first floor, but also the windows on the second floor were closed. So that the whole store is completely shrouded in a shadow.

Maruko was lying in the shade of the eaves sticking out of the first floor, squinting lazily, and the pupils of his amber eyes formed a vertical slit, looking at him bewitchingly.

Ming Chuan put his hands in his trouser pockets, turned around and continued to walk forward, took a few steps, turned and turned into a small shop across the street.

This is a very small shop, the decoration and exterior style is generally very simple, the store is full of wooden tables and chairs, selling very modern milk tea desserts.

The owner was a young girl who smiled enthusiastically when she saw a customer walk in.

Before coming in, Ming Chuan didn't pay attention to what was sold here, but since he came in, he ordered a cup of milk tea casually, walked to the seat against the glass window and sat down, and naturally lit a cigarette.

It may be that there are no other customers in the store, and the young owner does not speak to stop Mingchuan's smoking.

Through the transparent glass, you can clearly see the "Zizaizhuang" located diagonally across the street, and from this angle, the entire gate is shrouded in shadow.

Ming Chuan half-squinted, with an expression of being about to fall asleep, leaned back in the chair, took a sip of sweet and slightly greasy milk tea, turned his head expressionlessly and continued to look out the window.

He doesn't pay much attention to food and the like, even this little girl's drink can be drunk naturally.

After a while, the door of "Zizai Village" slowly opened from the inside. The thin figure of Dahua walked out, turned around and walked in the opposite direction to the bubble tea shop where Mingchuan was.

At this time, what is the dead house going to do?

Seeing that the other party was getting farther and farther away, Ming Chuan lowered his voice and said, "Yinglan, come over and have a look." ”

Shadow Lan received the order and quickly jumped out along the shadows on the ground, catching up with Big Flower and sneaking into the shadows at Big Flower's feet.

It wasn't until Dahua and Yinglan disappeared around the corner of the street that Ming Chuan stood up, walked out of the bubble tea shop slowly, and walked to the door of "Zizai Village" as if he was taking a random walk.

The gate was locked, and it was daytime again, and although there were not many pedestrians around, there were people in the shops next to it, and he was not good at picking the locks too openly.

Suddenly feeling a sinking shoulder, Maruko jumped out of nowhere, jumped on his shoulder, and before he could react, he kicked all fours and jumped onto the eaves outside the second floor.

Then, under Ming Chuan's gaze, the ugly cat stretched out its front paws and picked up the window on the second floor, opened a thin slit in the window, and slipped in.

After about three to five minutes, the gate of "Zizaizhuang" opened from the inside.

Ming Chuan glanced at the little Lori in front of him, who had three colors of hair, turned his head to look around, and saw that he didn't attract anyone's attention, so he squeezed in sideways.

The doors and windows of the shop were dark.

Ming Chuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked around, and there were ghosts surging everywhere.

"Is the female ghost there?" The ghost aura was too strong, affecting his senses, and he didn't know if there were any ghosts here, and how many ghosts were lurking.

It feels like it's become a haunting place.

"I didn't see it upstairs. After the balls turned into Lori, the sound was very crisp, like the sound of ice cubes falling into the disk in the summer, cold and refreshing.

"Did you look upstairs carefully?" "Coming down so soon, what could she see?"

"You underestimate me?" Maruko's eyes widened in displeasure, and the raised cat's eyes became like two copper bells, flashing an amber sheen in the dimly lit shop.

"Look closer. Ming Chuan glanced at her, ignoring her anger, and walked straight towards the store, reaching into his pocket as he went, and took out the net bell.

Since he has sneaked in, he simply took advantage of Da Hua's absence to purify and purify the ghost qi here, although doing so may cause Da Hua's dissatisfaction, but he can't control that guy's mood.

At the same time as he took out the net bell, a white mist rose under Mingchuan's feet, and the white mist drifted away, and his hair and eyes turned gray-white.

Seeing this, Maruko involuntarily jumped backwards and distanced himself from Mingchuan, made a fried appearance, and let out a low roar at Mingchuan with a grin.

"What are you doing, what are you nervous about?" Ming Chuan glanced at Maruko in confusion.

Hearing his voice, Maruko raised his right hand as if he was frightened, and with a wave, he scratched a long blood mark on Ming Chuan's arm.

After grabbing it, she seemed to come back to her senses suddenly, looked at Ming Chuan in a daze, and then looked down at her right hand, which was supposed to be a little bloody on the palm of the front paw.

"Rub!" Ming Chuan covered his arms, completely unexpecting that this kitten would suddenly show his paws to himself, and was scratched before he could react, "You guy, you won't have rabies, right?"

Crimson blood spilled from the wound and ran down his arm, dripping onto the floor with a click.

As if stimulated by the smell of blood, the surrounding ghost qi turned into a dark fog and rushed madly towards Mingchuan.

Seeing this, Ming Chuan snorted coldly and said in a low voice: "It's just right, it also saves me trouble." ”