Rewind the clock to the night before.

In Kyoto City, in a small western-style building, in a room on the third floor, a small figure is sleeping quietly. A ray of moonlight shone through the window lattice.

Under the illumination of the moonlight, a black mist slowly appeared above the child's head, and gradually, the black mist became more and more, enveloping the child's head entirely.

The child sat up from the bed with his eyes closed, his knees crossed, and his hands in a strange position.

After a long time, a faint trace of Yuehua was inhaled into the nostrils of the child, and after a few minutes, the child opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of turbidity. Over and over again, Yuehua was constantly sucked into the nostrils by the child, and then turned into turbidity and was spit out of the child's mouth······

I don't know how long it took for the child to stop absorbing Yuehua and open his eyes.

"Alas~, the cultivation effect without a body is really too poor. "If anyone were here, they would have been frightened by the child's words, and the voice that came out of the child's mouth was not his own, but the voice of an old man.

However, he is still alive, although he has lived as a black mist. However, the strength of the monk is not the body, but the soul. When his soul power recovers a little, he can take the body he lives in now. At that time, his strength will definitely slowly recover.

The black mist flashed and returned to the child's brain.

"Knock, knock, knock······" The sound of rhythmic footsteps made Black Mist almost jump for joy, if it had a body. Looks like it's having another big meal tonight.

As the footsteps got closer, the bedroom door opened. When the door opened, Zeng Mingming's face appeared.

Zeng Mingliang at this time was completely different from when Zhou Yuanyuan saw him at the gate of the hospital that day, his eyes were stunned, and the whole person was like a wooden man who had lost his soul.

"Come here. The child hooked his fingers, and Zeng Mingming, like a puppet, mechanically walked into the door step by step.

After Zeng Mingliang stood still, the child stood up and inhaled Zeng Mingming's nostrils, and a rich white breath came out of Zeng Mingming's nostrils and was sucked into the stomach by the child.

Hmm~ What a delicious aura! The child closed his eyes comfortably and secretly refined this hard-won aura. After a long time, the child opened his eyes and burped.

The effect of the furnace is much stronger than absorbing Yuehua, but unfortunately, this furnace in Zeng Mingming's house is about to be scrapped, and if she sucks it again, that woman should be wiped out, and there is no trace in this world.

It is said that this furnace is also durable, and it has not died more than ten times. Black Mist felt a little strange. Immediately, this strange feeling was left behind by it.

Black Mist felt a little pity. If it has a body and can personally absorb the essence of the "furnace ding", the effect will be much better. A puppet is a puppet, and only one-third of the aura he absorbs is fed back to himself, which is too wasteful!

However, now it has no other way, its body is ruined, and the soul power is less than one-tenth of its heyday. If it weren't for that, it wouldn't have to hide in the shadows to accumulate strength. Now it, as long as there is a little monk in the Qi refining period, it can be destroyed in minutes.

The current black fog is still too weak, but fortunately, the owner of this body is stupid, and it is easier to fool, without the consent of the master, even if it wants to take it away, it has no ability.

The speed of recovery is too slow, and Black Mist's heart is very insecure. Forget it, it's still a pity for itself! Lu Ding dies when he dies, and it is the honor of Lu Ding to die for it.

A wisp of black mist rose from the child's brain and burrowed into Zeng Ming's nostrils. After a few seconds, Zeng Mingming's eyes became a little clearer.

"One, let's go! Remember to suck up the woman's essence tomorrow night. The old male voice said to Zeng Mingming.

"Yes, master. Zeng Mingliang replied mechanically, then turned around and walked towards the door.

In the dead of night, Zeng Mingliang walked for more than half an hour before he woke up. Seeing himself standing on the side of the street not far from his home, a trace of astonishment flashed on Zeng Mingming's face. He didn't understand what had happened to him during this time, was it because Xiaona's aggravation of her condition had increased his pressure that he had sleepwalking?

If you don't understand, Zeng Mingliang won't want to. It's almost dawn, and he still has to go to work in a while! The new boss, Vice Mayor He, is much stricter than Mayor Tian, Wang Xiaona is still sick, and Zeng Mingliang doesn't want to lose his job.

Zhou Yuanyuan and Wen Ziqing followed Wang Xiaona home.

Wang Xiaona's residence is a tube building, up a staircase, and there are more than a dozen families living on the first floor.

Zeng Mingming's house has two rooms, each of which is more than a dozen square meters, which is spacious.

When Zhou Yuanyuan and Wen Ziqing followed Wang Xiaona upstairs, they saw a briquette stove and aluminum pot at the door of every house, and a pile of briquettes on the wall of each house. It seems that the kitchen of each house in the building is in the open space in front of their house.

Compared with such housing conditions, the three-bedroom apartment where Zhao Qingshan lives now is like paradise. Zhou Yuanyuan sighed.

In the last life, Zhou Yuanyuan had never lived in the city, and he didn't know that the housing of urban residents in this era was so tight. Speaking of which, Zhao Qingshan should have thought about them before going to Renhe Hospital to be a doctor, right? After all, that spacious set of small three rooms was placed there!

Zhou Yuanyuan originally asked Wen Ziqing not to come, she was not sure how powerful the evil cultivator would be tonight, if she was alone, maybe there would be a way to get out. With the addition of Wen Ziqing, Zhou Yuanyuan didn't know if he could protect him.

Wen Ziqing's heart is very uncomfortable, his little girl should be protected by himself, but the thing he encountered tonight is a mysterious power beyond nature, Wen Ziqing knows that he is just an ordinary person, and his strength must not be compared with that "thing", but let him watch Zhou Yuanyuan go on an adventure, he is unwilling.

Wen Ziqing made up his mind that if he and the little girl really couldn't beat others, even if he used his flesh and blood, he could block the little girl.

Wang Xiaona returned home, cleaned up the house as usual, and sat on the chair in a daze. Zhao Qingshan didn't come together, and Wang Xiaona was actually desperate. In Wang Xiaona's heart, Zhao Qingshan is the most powerful one. A little girl and a half-grown boy, Wang Xiaona was very skeptical, could they really help her?

It was ten o'clock in the evening, and Zeng Mingliang had not returned.

Zhou Yuanyuan and Wen Ziqing found a place to hide by themselves, Wang Xiaona lay on the bed without a trace of sleep, for her ending, Wang Xiaona was already mentally prepared, she just wanted to figure out why Zeng Mingliang did this to her, this ······ It was her only wish before she died.