Seeing that the ghoul had been beaten down by himself, Ying Lan slowly spun around in the air, and then floated to the ghoul's side and made a gesture of opening his mouth. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Shadow Lan is completely a pitch-black shadow, and when it makes this kind of action, it is not as terrifying and terrifying as a ghoul, but gives people a stupid and cute feeling of a two-dimensional creature.

However, its posture, while not so terrifying, is staggering.

I saw that it opened its big mouth and bit the ghoul directly, and its whole body fell to the ground, squirming forward like a python swallowing food, and soon half of the ghoul's body was in its mouth.

Then it flicked its body, the upper half of its body stood upright, and with its neck tilted towards the ceiling, the ghoul stood upside down in its mouth, and then heard a "snort" sound, and sucked the ghoul into its stomach as if it were sucking noodles.

I didn't see Shadow Lan make any chewing movements, and just like that, he swallowed an adult-sized ghoul alive.

After Yinglan finished eating, his whole body was suspended in mid-air and made a flat lying position, stretched out his slender arms, patted his round abdomen, and burped a few times, looking satisfied.

The two people except Mingchuan were dumbfounded.

"Although I don't know how this ghoul thing came about, but purification is impossible, so I still let Ying Lan swallow it directly. Mingchuan's voice was calm, as if nothing had happened.

After finishing speaking, Ming Chuan put away the net bell, and his gray hair and eyes changed back to their original appearance. Turning to look at Wu Shuyu and Cheng Wenqu, he drooped his eyelids and said lightly: "Now that the terrible thing has been solved, next, it's time to get down to business." ”

"Serious business?" Wu Shuyu obviously hadn't recovered from the shock yet, and what happened that night made him feel a little indigestion.

"That ghost who came here in the middle of the night to tear up books. Ming Chuan reminded.

"Will that guy still show up tonight?" After coming back to his senses, Wu Shuyu asked worriedly.

"Well, if I'm not mistaken, it should be tonight. Ming Chuan said casually with a cigarette in his mouth.

After speaking, Ming Chuan raised his head and looked at the wall clock on the wall, the current time was just past eight o'clock in the evening, and it was still very early in the middle of the night.

"Since we still have some time, we might as well sit there and have a casual chat or something, which can also relieve the tension. "Just after being frightened like that, the person and ghost in front of him are obviously very emotionally unstable.

Seeing that Mingchuan calmly walked to the desk and sat down, Wu Shuyu and Cheng Wenqu glanced at each other, and had to follow.

"Mr. Mingchuan, how did you know that the ghost who tore the book would definitely appear tonight?" It was said before that it was not necessarily, but now it is confirmed, Wu Shuyu is a little confused.

"I guess. Ming Chuan extinguished the previous cigarette butt and lit another one nonchalantly, regardless of whether it was okay to smoke in the reading room.

"Forehead...... "Is your guess so reasonable?" Wu Shuyu didn't know what to say.

Ming Chuan drooped his eyelids and threw the lighter on the table, glanced at the person and ghost in front of him, and said slowly: "The ghoul was obviously attracted by that guy, since the ghoul appeared, it means that the guy is around here, and the possibility of appearing tonight is very high." ”

"That's right. Wu Shuyu nodded slightly.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Wu, you seem to have published a book. Mingchuan suddenly asked an irrelevant matter, "Do you make money by writing books?"

"Hehe, it depends on what you write. Wu Shuyu smiled, and didn't ask the other party how he knew that he had published a book, and said in a modest tone, "If you write a best-selling novel, you can still make a lot of money." But I'm writing about academic stuff, and sales are terrible. ”

"Oh, that's right. Ming Chuan nodded, and it could be seen from his face that he wasn't actually very interested in this question, "I probably looked at the books that were destroyed by ghosts before, and at least two-thirds of them were written by a person with the pen name 'Book Rain', Mr. Wu, that is your pen name, right?"

"Well, it's a little hard to say, but yes, that's my pen name. Wu Shuyu touched his head a little embarrassed, "I don't want to hide anything from you, it's just that although there are some books I wrote in there, but not all of them, I think it might just be a coincidence." ”

"Is it a coincidence?" Ming Chuan said with a half-squinted gaze, as if casually, "Your books here are sorted in alphabetical order, right? ”

"You mean, the other party did it on purpose?" Wu Shuyu squinted his eyes when he heard this, and his face was a little cloudy.

"Is it deliberate, I think you should have a plan in your heart, otherwise what are you hiring me for?" Ming Chuan said and smiled at the other party, "Don't worry, I'm neither a policeman nor a messenger of justice, what kind of person my employer is, what I've done before has nothing to do with me, it's just that I need to know how you provoked such a ghost." ”

"I ......" Wu Shuyu was stunned, with some hesitation in his eyes, "I haven't done anything." ”

"Really?" Ming Chuan raised his eyebrows, but his gaze suddenly shifted to Cheng Wenqu next to him, "Your face doesn't look very good, does it matter?"

"Eh, me?" Cheng Wenqu was suddenly named, and raised his hand and pointed at himself in a daze.

"yes, of course I'm talking about you. Ming Chuan looked like he took it for granted, "Among the few people present, only your face is transparent like a ghost." ”

"Well, that, I was originally a ghost. Cheng Wenqu reminded in a whisper.

"Of course I know that, but even if it's a ghost, your face is not good-looking. Ming Chuan said lightly, "That thing has been swallowed by Yinglan, what are you still afraid of?"

"I ......" Cheng Wenqu just wanted to say something, but when he saw Wu Shuyu's concerned eyes, the words came to his mouth and swallowed back.

"Well, forget it. Seeing that Cheng Wenqu still didn't want to speak, Ming Chuan couldn't help but sigh, "Let's talk about something else." ”

"What are you talking about?" Wu Shuyu asked.

"Let's talk about it. Ming Chuan shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "Mr. Wu, are you married? If you don't go back so late, there won't be a problem, right?"

"Hehe, I'm single now. Wu Shuyu said with some embarrassment, at his age, being single is indeed a strange thing.

"Oh, no wife?" Ming Chuan raised his eyebrows.

"This ......" Wu Shuyu sighed and said, "There used to be, but it's ......"

"But what?" Ming Chuan continued.

"Hehe, for some reason, my wife and I are divorced. So now it's all alone. Wu Shuyu said with a wry smile.