His eyes swept around the room and found nothing, and Ming Chuan wondered a little: Could it be that there are mice in the house? Or is it that the ugly cat of Maruko has come to visit the door again?

Just as he was thinking, out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the dresser at the head of the bed, and saw something move on the dresser. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ming Chuan immediately turned his gaze to the countertop of the dresser.

He collected the piles of bottles and cans on the surface of the European-style dresser and threw them into the trash, and now there is only a book and a wine bottle on it.

The bottle contains the liquefied shadow.

Mingchuan narrowed his eyes and walked over to the dresser, wanting to see what was going on around him.

As a result, as soon as he walked in, the wine bottle on the table suddenly jumped twice.

Ming Chuan was startled, and then reacted, it turned out that it was this wine bottle that was moved just now.

Could it be that the shadow inside is active?

Thinking of this, Ming Chuan uncorked the wine bottle and looked inside carefully with one eye.

The black liquid looks like liquid metal, with a shiny sheen on the surface, and it sways slightly in the bottle, looking so beautiful that you can't tell what the liquid is made of.

Ming Chuan stared at it for a moment, didn't see any movement from it, and put it back on the table.

When the bottle was replaced, the bottom of the bottle jumped twice as if it had been touched by something.

Ming Chuan blinked, and said with some confusion: "Yinglan?"

As if hearing his voice, the bottle paused on the table for a moment, and then beat happily.

As the bottle pulsed, the liquid swayed as it swayed, and soon the slender bottle was pouring unsteadily.

Seeing this, Ming Chuan was worried that the wine bottle would fall to the ground, so he hurriedly reached out to help, but as soon as his fingers touched the bottle, the wine bottle fell directly on its back and lay on the table.

The liquid in the bottle flowed to the mouth of the bottle and tried to flow out of it, but not a drop of liquid came out.

Ming Chuan was a little puzzled, but instead of lifting the bottle up, he squatted down so that his eyes were in line with the mouth of the bottle.

As a result, he saw that the liquid in the bottle was blocked at the mouth of the bottle, as if it was stuck by the owner, and he couldn't squeeze it out.

At some point, the liquid in the bottle condensed, and it looked like a black writhing marshmallow.

Ming Chuan stretched out his finger, reached through the mouth of the bottle, and lightly nodded at the ball inside.

The black "marshmallow" that was trying to squeeze out the bottle was slightly stunned, and then his whole body shook and beat more happily, and the whole bottle kept bouncing up and down on the table.

Seeing this, Ming Chuan grabbed the bottle, turned it upside down, and patted the bottom of the bottle hard, trying to pour out the shadow inside.

It's a pity that the condensed shadow is completely blocked at the slender mouth of the bottle, and no matter how hard he shakes the bottle or pats the bottom of the bottle hard, he can't pour it out.

Just smash the bottle.

In normal times, Ming Chuan would throw the wine bottle to the ground and smash it without even thinking about it. But now that Shadow Lan is in a state that doesn't know how he's recovered, he doesn't want to risk causing it new damage.

Ming Chuan thought about it, put the bottle back on the table, turned around and walked out of the room into the kitchen, and found a small hammer, thinking that if he only smashed the slender bottle mouth, it should not hurt Ying Lan inside.

When he returned to the room with the small hammer, he found that the top of the dresser was empty.

Ming Chuan immediately walked around the big bed, because he was in a hurry, he didn't notice his feet, and as a result, he kicked the wine bottle that fell to the ground.

The bottle rolled on the ground as he lifted it, until it reached the corner of the wall, and then rolled back under the bounce of the wall, until it hit the edge of the bed and then slowly stopped.

The whole body of Ying Lan in the wine bottle had been squeezed into a long strip and stuck at the mouth of the bottle, and he was dizzy at this time, and he lay there for a long time before coming back to his senses.

As soon as it came to its senses, it immediately squeezed hard into the outside of the bottle, trying to get out of it.

Ying Lan crawled for a while and was tired, half of her body was still stuck in the bottle outside the bottle, and she was panting like this.

Seeing this, Ming Chuan picked up the bottle, pinched the end of the bottle with his index finger and thumb, and pulled it hard.

Shadow Lan's body was stretched slender by him like a rubber band.

Then, he heard a "pop", and the stuck half of the bottle was finally pulled out by him.

The slender Ying Lan thought of a rubber band with strong elasticity, and it snapped on his hand.

Ming Chuan held the black mass of "unknown objects" in both hands, and wondered in his heart, how could this shadow Lan seem to have shrunk? When it first became liquid, it was a big puddle on the ground, and when it was later put into a bottle, there was also more than half of the bottle, and now he was the only one with both hands.

It doesn't matter, does it? It can't be stolen, right?

The thing in his palm looked like a pitch-black jelly, somewhere between liquid and solid, and it shook in his palm and began to writhe.

Then, under Ming Chuan's gaze, the shapeless "unknown object" in the palm of his palm stood upright, and gradually twisted out a silhouette.

A round head, a round body, round limbs.

Soon, the silhouette of a humanoid figure stood in the palm of his hand.

But it's a pity that this figure has no facial features, no hands and feet, and looks like a small person the size of a palm pierced by a balloon.

"Shadow Lan?" asked Ming Chuan, looking at the villain in his palm.

This image is similar to Ying Lan's usual appearance, but ......

It's too much shrinkage!

The little man heard Mingchuan's voice, raised his head, and then, bean-sized tears gushed out from both sides of its round head, looking like it had endless grievances, and threw itself towards Mingchuan's face door with open arms.

As soon as Ming Chuan saw that Ying Lan wanted to pounce on his face, he immediately raised his hand and slapped it down with a snap.

Ying Lan was slapped on the bed, got up, cried and continued to pounce on Ming Chuan with her arms open.

Seeing this, Ming Chuan grabbed it and held it in the palm of his hand.

Ying Lan hugged his fingers and cried, black tears quickly soaking his palms.

"What are you crying for?" Mingchuan said with a frown, "What's the matter with your current state?

Hearing Ming Chuan's question, Ying Lan stopped crying, and looked left and right at him with his head down in confusion, as if he had only noticed his situation and made a frightened look.

"......: "Didn't this guy notice that he had shrunk?"

Ming Chuan knew that Ying Lan would sometimes be a little out of line, but he didn't expect it to be so serious. (To be continued.) )